Lord of the Time: I Can Reincarnate Infinitely

In the midst of their training, Alfred seamlessly wove another thread into their conversation. "Master Adam, there have been recent sightings of Demon Beasts in Laguna and near San Fernando, Pampanga. An unusual surge, if I may say."

Caleb, maintaining his nonchalant demeanor, raised an eyebrow. "Demon Beasts, you say? That's not something you hear every day. Any idea what's causing the sudden appearance?"

Alfred, with his usual calmness, responded, "The reasons behind such phenomena are often as mysterious as the beings themselves. Perhaps some disruption in the natural order or a convergence of spiritual energies."

Caleb feigned a thoughtful expression. "Ah, the mysteries of the supernatural. Always keeping us on our toes."

Alfred, known for his dark humor, added, "Indeed, Master Adam. Keeps life interesting, doesn't it? A little chaos to spice up the routine."

Caleb chuckled, appreciating Alfred's ability to find humor even in the face of potential danger. "True, true. But seriously, Demon Beasts near San Fernando? Shouldn't that be a cause for concern?"

Alfred's gaze remained steady. "Indeed, it should. However, our security measures are robust. The guards have been briefed, and the estate is well-protected. Your safety is our utmost priority."

Caleb nodded, acknowledging the assurance. "Good to know. So, are we adding Demon Beast evasion to our training regimen, or is that a bit too much for a D-rank movement technique?"

Alfred's lips curled into a subtle smile. "We might want to focus on the basics for now. Handling Demon Beasts requires a different set of skills, though I trust you'd manage just fine."

Caleb shrugged, maintaining his nonchalant facade. "If they come, they come. As for If I can deal with them... I don't know."

Alfred's eyes had a glint of this. He doesn't know why his young master doesn't reveal his strength. However, everyone has a secret, and it's not for him to decide. 'It would be interesting if his father knows about this. Who would have known that young master Adam had been a genius all along and he was just pretending to be a pig?'

If Caleb knew that, Alfred was thinking. He would report something like 'Nah, the original Adam was really a trash!

Caleb strolled back to his room, the training session with Alfred having concluded. The vast plain that served as their training ground now quiet, he anticipated a moment of respite. However, as he neared his room, he spotted Delvin engrossed in a book titled 'Atomic Habits of a Tycoon.' Intrigued, Caleb approached, his nonchalant demeanor masking the curiosity within.

"Atomic Habits of a Tycoon, huh?" Caleb remarked, glancing at the book in Delvin's hands. "New addition to your collection?"

Delvin, the ever business-focused younger brother, looked up with an intensity that matched his passion for entrepreneurial wisdom. "Yes, Adam. It's a masterpiece, authored by James Clear. Talks about the power of small habits in building colossal success. You should give it a read."

Caleb nodded, pretending familiarity. "Ah, James Clear. Heard of him. So, what's the golden nugget you've extracted so far?"

Delvin's eyes lit up with enthusiasm. "Well, it's all about the 'Lifeblood Theory.' The idea that habits are the lifeblood of success. Small changes compound over time, leading to remarkable achievements. It's like cultivating a garden; you nurture it daily, and eventually, you'll reap a bountiful harvest."

Caleb, keeping up the act, responded with a nonchalant grin. "Interesting analogy. So, what other treasures have you unearthed in your exploration of the business realm?"

Delvin eagerly continued, "Oh, there's this chapter on ways to avoid taxation legally. Insightful strategies that titans of industry employ. And then, the advice about not storing money in the bank but investing it strategically for maximum returns."n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om

Caleb raised an eyebrow. "Strategies to avoid taxes legally? That sounds like a risky game."

Delvin waved off the concern. "No, no, it's all within the legal framework. The book emphasizes ethical practices while optimizing your financial standing. A prudent approach, I must say."

Caleb maintained his facade of feigned understanding. "Got it. Ethical financial optimization. Anything else I should know about? You seem to have a treasure trove of knowledge there."

The evening settled in, casting a warm glow across the room as Caleb found himself face-to-face with Delvin once more. This time, the younger brother wore a determined expression, a glint of entrepreneurial fervor in his eyes.

"Adam, we should seriously consider starting a business together," Delvin proposed, his voice carrying the conviction of someone who had meticulously crafted the perfect plan.

Caleb, leaning back in his chair, responded with a casual dismissal. "Del, we've been over this. My goal is to become a powerful genetic warrior, not dive into the business world."

Delvin, undeterred, leaned forward, his hands gesticulating with the enthusiasm of a seasoned entrepreneur. "I get it, Adam. Personal strength is crucial, and you're on your way to becoming a powerful genetic warrior. But imagine the possibilities if we combine personal strength with financial power. We'd be unstoppable."

Caleb raised an eyebrow, feigning interest. "Financial power, you say? Go on."

Delvin launched into his step-by-step plan, each detail carefully curated from the plethora of business books he had devoured. "First, we invest in a stable business—something with steady returns. It could be real estate, tech, or even a promising startup. We let our money work for us while you continue honing your genetic warrior skills."

Caleb nodded, still playing the part of an engaged listener. "Sounds reasonable. What's next?"

"Once we have a steady income stream, we diversify. Start multiple ventures, explore different industries. The key is to minimize risk while maximizing returns," Delvin explained, his eyes gleaming with the promise of financial prosperity.

Caleb interjected, his tone casual yet skeptical. "And what if one of these ventures fails? Won't that jeopardize everything?"

Delvin, ever the optimist, grinned. "That's where risk management comes in. We'll have advisors, analysts, the best minds in the business world ensuring our success. Besides, setbacks are just stepping stones to greater success."

Caleb leaned back, crossing his arms. "Del, I appreciate the ambition, but personal strength is my priority. What about the risks involved in business? It sounds like a lot of hassle."

Delvin chuckled, shaking his head. "Adam, the risks in business are nothing compared to the dangers you face as a genetic warrior. Think about it—financial power opens doors, provides security. We can hire the best trainers, secure top-tier equipment. Your journey to becoming a powerful genetic warrior would be smoother with resources at our disposal."

Caleb, maintaining his nonchalant facade, sighed as if contemplating the proposal. "Del, it's an interesting plan, but I'm not ready to shift my focus. My path lies in personal strength. Besides, the thrill of facing dangers head-on is what makes this journey worthwhile."

Delvin sighed in return, understanding his brother's unwavering commitment. "Alright, Adam. Your path is yours to walk. Just remember, when you decide to step into the world of business, I've got the perfect plan waiting for us."

'What an interesting younger brother...' Caleb couldn't help but sigh, slightly complaining. His younger brother seems to be really destined to become a damned tycoon with a lot of knowledge in his head and... He was really crafty in his opinion.