Idle Money System - Chapter 81

Chapter 81: Chapter 80 Harvest?
Seeing that the betrayer was dead, they were happy, cursing and sneering at him. But as they looked into Alexander’s eyes, which held a devilish gaze, their happy expressions stiffened.

“All of you can rest forever,” he muttered in a heavy breath filled with coldness as he walked towards them step by step.

He picked up a random sword and decided not to use his own sword, as it would only dirty it.

He was now calm as an ocean, as his skill [Berserker Instinct] was already deactivated when his anger subsided. Their faces turned pale.

The man who was beside Vladimir was about to beg for mercy, but it was too late as he was slashed diagonally full of brutality, ending his life.

[You killed a level 6 Human. You’ve gained 8 exp.]

Alexander was merciless, as what was there to be soft-hearted about? Many innocent lives suffered because of them.

As a person with a heart filled with justice, he couldn’t forgive them even if they begged him.

He walked past Vladimir without even glancing at him, heading towards the leading man who was the first to attack him earlier.

“Great master, no, heavenly master, please forgive me—plea—please don’t kill me!!!” he shouted from his last statement as Alexander just slashed at his neck, cutting it off.

Blood gushed out with his head rolling on the ground.

[You killed a level 7 Human. You’ve gained 10 exp.]

He couldn’t help but find this scene a little gruesome, but his face remained indifferent. His heart stirred only a little bit inside him but calmed down as fast as it appeared.

Turning back, he cast a glance that was the epitome of indifference and chill, his frosty stare sending shivers down Vladimir’s spine.

“Sir, master, please don’t kill me. Please let me repent. I’ll try to turn a new leaf and become a good person,” he begged Alexander as he smashed his head to the ground, filled with fear, crying like a child with a runny nose.

Alexander stopped a few steps in front of him and looked at him coldly, feeling no pity at all.

“Tell me, when you killed, raped, and looted every innocent person, did you let them go when they beg for merc?” he said calmly, but it was accompanied by intense killing intent, making Vladimir struggle to reply, shaking his body continuously.

He couldn’t speak as memories flooded his mind. He could clearly remember all the victims that fell to his hand, were uncountable.

He could hear their begging and cries, but he had been delighted to listen to this. Now that the tables were turned, his fate would be the same as his victims, even though he wouldn’t be raped, he was still going to die.

Hearing the man named Vladimir, not even defending himself. He sneered as his eyes turned sharp, and the sword in his hand spun as he thrust it at his back, aiming for his heart.

Vladimir puked some blood on the ground as Alexander took the sword back, removing his hood.

“Look up” he bellowed.

Hearing this, Vladimir slowly raised his head and was shocked. It was actually him. No wonder he gave off the same feeling as the young man he met weeks ago, sparing his life.

He couldn’t help but laugh dryly as he felt his vision slowly fading.

“What kind of coincidence is this? No wonder you give me the feeling that I seemed to have meet you before,” he said, looking at Alexander’s face with an ugly smile.

“My fate is really destined to be killed by your hands,” he muttered as his vision and breathing became unstable and inaudible.

His heart was gushing out lots of blood, losing its ability to pump blood from the body.

[You killed a level 7 Human. You’ve gained 9 exp.]

Alexander just looked at the corpse before him as he stood there for a while, glancing at the person lying a few steps away from him.

“Do you think I’m stupid to not know that you are faking your death?” he said under his breath.

Even though his voice was low, the man clearly heard it. He panicked, his face turning solemn, knowing that he was next. He couldn’t get up or run away since his torso was badly damaged, his bones and the functionality of his body are not working, making him pale.

The man slowly lifted his neck only and looked towards Alexander, his expression was stunned.

“A young man? A young man! Are you freaking serious, a young man massacred my gang,” he cursed, but knowing that the person in front of him was a warrior, he shut up.

“Master, no, young warrior, can you spare my life? I have lots of treasures and money. If you spare my life, I will give it all to you,” he pleaded, his last straw of hope to live still hanging.

Alexander walked with low strides as he looked down at him and responded, “If I kill you, doesn’t that mean everything your bandit gang had will belong to me?” he said, full of indifference.

Hearing this, the man was now in a dilemma, not knowing what to offer to make the young man before him compromise.

“You can’t buy your way out of this. Repent in hell for what you have done,” Alexander said coldly, his voice calm yet terrifying.

The man, hearing this, widened his eyes with a face full of unwillingness, “No—” he shouted as the sword pierced his neck, stopping his vocal chords, making him shudder in pain until he slowly stopped moving, clearly dead.

[You killed a level 9 Human. You’ve gained 13 exp.]

Alexander surveyed the gruesome battlefield, but as he looked around, he felt nothing—no guilt, no regret, no grief.

His task was complete, and now, all he wanted to do was to go back home, away from the heavy stench of blood that hung in the air. Among the loot, a coin caught his attention as it spilled out from one of the five bags.

“Hmm, is this what their money looks like?” he murmured, stepping closer.

Bending down, he extended his hand to pick it up. Standing straight, he inspected the coin carefully, noticing its unusual design.

An eagle with the head of a lion, he thought, turning it over in his hand. “This is definitely different from the money in my world. I wonder what this symbol means,” he mused, examining the bronze surface closely.

[The system detected that the Host was holding a coin. Would you like to convert it to your own currency?]

As a holographic panel materialized in front of him, he inquired, “What would be the equivalent value if it were converted into my world’s currency?”

[To exchange the currency known as Solaris in this world, the conversion rates are as follows:

1 Bronze Solaris = 10 Pesos

1 Silver Solaris = 20 Pesos

1 Gold Solaris = 100 Pesos

1 Solaris Bill = 1000 Pesos]

The system showed that Alexander had a good grasp. Seeing this, his eyes turned starry, “What a great harvest!” he exclaimed.

He then looked at the coins that were spread out, seeing some silver and bronze, but there was no gold coin or bill at all. So, he gathered all of them one by one.

[The system has detected approximately 1,342 bronze Solaris and about 489 silver Solaris in your possession. Please wait while the system calculates the total amount.]

[…]

Alexander decided to wait, but only for a few moments later, the system displayed the total amount, leaving him speechless.

“Was I really foolish to expect something huge? Why didn’t I just do the math myself?” he muttered with a wry smile.

[Solaris conversion rate to pesos: 23,200]

[Do you want to proceed with the deal?]

“Yes,” Alexander sighed, in disappointment. He had been hoping for millions, but reality had other plans.

Suddenly, a thought brightened his face, “Wait a minute—this is their lair. That means there must be a vault where they keep more of these.” His eyes glinted as he licked his lips and ventured further into the passage, curious about what lay ahead.

After walking for a while, he found it—a sight that made him grin and nearly drool.

Stacks of bronze coins were piled up, and among them were actual bills and a few glittering gold coins. Thank you, you fools, he thought with satisfaction, grateful they hadn’t spent it all so he could claim it instead.

“System calculate on how much is this” Alexander said excitedly.

[It was detected that there are around 178,287 Bronze Solaris, 86,786 Silver Solaris, 21,091 Gold Solaris, and 3,001 Solaris Bill. Please wait while the system calculates the amount.]

The system then began its wave of calculations as he waited, full of expectations.

[Done. The Solaris conversion to pesos will earn you: 8,628,690 Pesos.]

Seeing this amount, he couldn’t help but hiss. Even though he had billions on him from converting the Aether stones, having an additional 8 million was not a small amount for him.

[Status

Experience: 30,278/34,000

Name: Alexander Ashbourne

Free Points: 18

Title: {Traveller} {Saberwolf Slayer}

Level: 33

Strength: 125

Speed: 95

Agility: 80

Dexterity: 65

Intelligence: 7 {Maximum is 10}

Defense: 85

Charisma: 10 {MAX}

Earnings: 102,005 Pesos (Paused)

Balance: 12,879,058 Pesos

Skills: {Heart Of Stone[UN], {Berserker Instinct}, {Toxin Nullifier}

Techniques: {Serpents Coil}, {Vital Draw Technique}

Weapons: {Infernal Fury}]

Upon realizing that he had earned a substantial amount of money, he was overjoyed and chose to return, thereby concluding his mission which was unrelated to the system.