Chapter 77 - 76: Days Continued to Pass
After leaving the cafeteria, Rex headed straight for the library. There was still a good chunk of time before his next class, and while most students were still outside basking in the sun or flocking to the food stalls chattering away, Rex walked the quieter path—toward books and silence.
The library stood in contrast to the vibrant chaos outside. It was bathed in warm afternoon light spilling through tall, arched windows, casting golden patterns across the floor. Unsurprisingly, the space was nearly deserted. Just a few scattered students remained, hunched over thick textbooks or lost in notes.
He walked past shelf after shelf until he reached his usual spot, a corner box near the tall shelves in the back and sat down. And, as expected, the seat across from his remained empty.
Isolde wasn’t here. Again.
Not that he cared, of course.
Maybe she was just busy. Maybe their timings never aligned. Or maybe she wasn’t coming here anymore at all. Not like he cared much. He had more important things to focus on.
So, slipping on his Aeon glasses, he started reading a book about the stock market titled The Basics of Stock Market Trading.
The words were dense and technical, but Rex was patient. He had to be. Even if the system practically guaranteed his success in future operation, he couldn’t afford to jump in blindly. . He needed knowledge. Real knowledge. Concepts like risk appetite, asset diversification, market sentiment, and candlestick patterns swirled in his head.
For someone who had only heard about stocks through TV or passing internet headlines, Everything swirled through his head like a foreign language. And to him, it might as well have been one. A few weeks ago, the only "bulls" he knew of were the ones on ranches, and "hedge funds" sounded like something a rich guy did with his lawn. it was a steep hill to climb.