Idle Money System

[I'm very sorry for the repeated chapters over the past few days. School and other responsibilities have been overwhelming, and I tried to complete the event but failed to keep up with my workload.

I promise this won't happen again, as I want to offer you all a better reading experience. Please forgive me, and I hope you enjoy this chapter!]

Hearing her question, Alexander nodded and replied, "Yes, every drink here has a unique taste. For example, this black one, 'Coke,' tastes different from this one, 'Mountain Dew.' And this orange drink here is called 'Royal.' If you want to find your favorite flavor, just give them a try."

Aeloria tilted her head slightly, indicating she understood.

"Alright then, let's cook dinner for tonight," Alexander said to the two. However, just as he was about to start, Aeloria stopped him.

"Why don't I cook tonight? You just got home from work," Aeloria suggested with a kind smile.

Her offer left Alexander momentarily stunned.

"You? But do you know how to use this equipment? What happens if you accidentally spill yourself?" Alexander asked, feeling a bit skeptical.

Hearing Alexander's words, Aeloria felt a pang of indignation as she puffed up her cheeks.

'How dare he say that to me!' she thought.

As a woman, there was one thing she believed they excelled at compared to men, that is cooking.

When Alexander had left earlier that morning, she hadn't spent her time idly. She had been reading books from the library, learning how to use various appliances like the refrigerator, stove, laundry machine, and more.

However, she hadn't started experimenting right away. What if the information in those books wasn't reliable?

To ensure she got it right, she decided to watch instructional videos on the television instead.

Once Anya had fallen asleep, Aeloria focused on understanding how to use the stove.

When she successfully turned it on for the first time, a wave of happiness washed over her. Encouraged by her small victory, she began familiarizing herself with the functions of different cooking tools: pots, frying pans, saucepans, Dutch ovens, sauté pans, stockpots, woks, skillets, roasting pans, and even pressure cookers.

So, she literally took her time to learn all this stuff so she wouldn't trouble Alex with it. She was very much fascinated by Alexander's hometown when he read the book.

There was no such thing that is recorded as guilds, beasts, flying dragons, and more that could be found in her world.

She wanted to ask him, but she decided to just ask it later since she wasn't really in a hurry to know about it.

If she was really in another world then, it's okay as long as they are living a good life. She couldn't help but pinch Alexander's waist, making him stunned in surprise.

He couldn't help but make a pained expression, even though it didn't hurt. He had to act.

"Hmph, I didn't waste my time, if you want to know," she pouted cutely, making Alexander frozen from her actions.

"Alright, I'm sorry. Can you let go of your hand now?" he said wryly, seeing his expression. Aeloria smiled as she let go.

"But what are you going to cook?" Alexander asked, not knowing what kind of dish she learned.

Aeloria just giggled as she replied, "A lot, why don't you sit down..." Aeloria was interrupted as Alexander's phone rang.

Taking it out of his pocket, he saw that it was Claire. He was confused since it was already night as he wondered why she was calling.

"Excuse me for a moment," Alexander said towards Aeloria, which she nodded her head.

Alexander then just went outside the kitchen door as he answered the call. But what made him frown when he answered it, he heard her sobbing.

"Alex... Boo hoo... my sister... was kidnapped," she said to the call.

Alexander felt that his mind exploded when he heard this. His face turned serious as he replied calmly.

"Do you have any idea who did it?" Alexander asked, as his other hand squeezed into a fist.

"I don't know, but my father and Uncle Shanks know. But they just left a few minutes ago, likely trying to go to the place where my sister was being captive. I'm very worried about their situation, especially my sister. Alexander, what should I do?" she cried at the other end of the phone.

Alexander felt his blood boil as he replied to comfort her. "Don't worry Claire, your sister will be fine. Trust me."

Claire on the sofa couldn't help but feel good, not knowing why is that. Alexander tried his best to make her feel good as the call ended.

He felt that his vision darkened as a gloomy expression adorned his face.

When he returned, Aeloria could see his expression as she stood up and walked towards him, feeling concerned.

"Alex, is there something wrong? Why is your face so gloomy?" she asked.

Alexander hurriedly offered a smile as he responded. "Don't worry about me, Aeloria. Just cook your own meal tonight. I will be going for an errand tonight. After that, just go to sleep and don't wait for me, okay?" he said to show that she had nothing to be concerned about.

Aeloria saw that he was hiding something but didn't try to pry about it. So, she took his hand and looked at him in the face, offering a warm smile.

"If you need some help, you can just ask me, okay?" Aeloria said to him, and he just smiled in reply.

"I will be going for now. Don't sleep late, okay? Especially you little girl, try to sleep early, got it. Watching TV late at night is not good for your health," Alexander said to Anya, as he leaned down to pinch her cheeks, making the little girl look at him very confused but just nod her head.

Alexander then stood up straight as he looked back at Aeloria, whose face was still somewhat worried, making him sigh.

Alexander walked up to Aeloria with a grin, gently pinching her cheeks on both sides and pulling them slightly, making her face puff up in a silly way.

Her flustered expression only made him laugh harder, his deep chuckles filling the room.

Aeloria's brows furrowed in mock anger, and she hit his chest with her delicate fists. Though her strikes carried no real force, they were enough to convey her irritation.

Alexander let her vent before resting his hands firmly on her shoulders. His playful demeanor softened into something more comforting as he looked into her eyes.

"Now, that's enough of that," he said with a warm smile.

"Stop worrying so much, okay? It's not as big of a problem as you think. I'll take care of everything, so relax a little."

Before she could respond, he reached out and gave her nose a gentle pinch, adding, "Alright?"

Aeloria's face flushed a deep shade of red, and she nodded quietly, her earlier anger melting away into shy submission.

Satisfied, Alexander let her go, bidding her a quick farewell as he left the kitchen. But as he stepped outside, his smile faded, and his expression grew serious.

What was I doing back there? he thought, a hint of self-consciousness creeping in. "It felt like I was consoling a wife..."

He shook his head, pushing the thought aside. Though he was only 18 and Aeloria was in her 20s, he knew he needed to keep his emotions and actions in check.

As he walked further from the house, his demeanor shifted completely. His lightheartedness was gone, replaced by a sharp, focused aura.

His crimson eyes glowed faintly as a steely resolve took over his features.

As Alexander approached the gate, Andre Bon and Lewis, the guards stationed there, immediately straightened their postures.

Their eyes locked onto their young boss, but what truly unnerved them was the faint yet overwhelming energy radiating from him.

Even though it was just a subtle leak of power, it was enough to send shivers down their spines.

Without needing a word, they opened the gate. As Alexander stepped through, he paused briefly, his gaze sharp but calm.

"Uncles, please guard my manor. I'll be back soon," he said, his tone composed yet authoritative.

Before they could respond, Alexander vanished. It wasn't a sprint or a blur—it was as if he had completely disappeared into thin air.

Andre Bon and Lewis froze, their eyes wide with disbelief. For a moment, neither spoke, the weight of what they had just witnessed hanging heavily in the air.

Finally, Andre Bon managed to stammer, swallowing hard. "That… That was unreal. Did the young boss just vanish?"

Lewis, standing beside him, was equally astonished but quickly pieced together his thoughts.

"I think… I think the young boss might be one of those martial artists. You know, like the commanders we saw back in the army."

Andre Bon's brows furrowed as he nodded slowly, but then Lewis added, "But judging by that speed? His strength is far beyond theirs. He's on an entirely different level."

Andre Bon exhaled heavily, his breath shaky. "We're guarding a place led by someone like that? Just who is the young boss?"

The two stood in silence for a moment, the realization of their young boss abilities sinking in.

They exchanged a glance, both filled with awe and a hint of pride to serve someone strong, knowing they were in the presence of someone far more extraordinary than they had ever imagined.

"Well, I think it was so obvious now. Since he owns this manor, then that only means the boss is not normal, even if he's young. Let's just guard this place, and from his expression and the pressure he gives, we know that some trouble must have occurred," Lewis explained.

Alexander's figure then appeared in the mountain range. In just a few seconds, his speed was so fast that he was outside the 'Summit Heights'.

He first stopped in the road to think for a moment. His mind wandered, trying to think who had the power to kidnap his boss, Valentine.

But after a long time, he had no idea who could it be. Then, an idea just emerged in his mind.

"Should I try to ask those people? Well, since I'm already on their hate list, making another trouble is not a problem," Alexander thought inwardly.

His target to ask for information is the Black Serpent Gang, since they are involved in bad things. So, maybe they had lots of people in the city to know who kidnapped her boss.

But what he didn't know was that this group was the one who actually kidnapped her boss. Remembering the location of the bar, his figure turned into a blur as he ran towards the foot of the mountain, leaving many afterimages.

What he didn't know was that in the trees, someone was looking at him with a surprised look on his face.

"Seventh level of the Spirit Convergence Stage! Has the Young Master become a cultivator?" The man exclaimed, his voice filled with astonishment.