To ascend, I had no choice but to create games-Chapter 656 - 373 Entering the Game (Second Update)_1
Chapter 656 -373: Entering the Game (Second Update)_1
Chapter 656 -373: Entering the Game (Second Update)_1
If there’s one word to describe Sun Hua’s mood at that moment, it would certainly be “ecstatic.”
Having arrived in the capitalist lands of North America, he finally lived in a big villa, savored authentic Wagyu beef, rinsed his mouth with shark fin soup daily, and led a carefree life.
His brilliance stemmed from making the right choice at the right time, which was to fleece the domestic leeks and then skip town.
As the founder of Hot Dog Coin, he had no faith in the future of decentralized currency—it was merely a tool for shearing leeks in his eyes, and one that could be used inexhaustibly at that, continuously providing him with a source of leeks.
He knew his reputation stank, but then, this circle was like a giant dung pit, with countless people stinking worse than him. As long as he could keep providing the technology, he would be the darling of capital, remaining in vogue endlessly.
Standing in the high floors of the hotel, he gazed at the brightly lit night of New York, quietly sipping his red wine.
He was aware that his running away this time would bankrupt many, putting countless others deep into debt. Yet society was a vast primeval forest; everyone was part of the food chain, no one nobler than the rest.
If one didn’t want to be eaten, they must constantly climb higher, to the pinnacle, to a place so lofty no one dared to touch, becoming the most ruthless predator.
As for the wails of others… they only made the food seem somewhat fresher.
The new virtual currency, S Coin, was ready to launch; the new farmland was prepared; and various capitals were poised, just waiting to enter the fray.
The thought of a feast about to begin made him laugh out loud.
Meanwhile, on the other side of Earth, in Pingping’s live-streaming room, players were secretly plotting their retaliation against Sun Hua.
Although Boss of Black Tech assured them that it was an easy task, everyone still felt uncertain at heart.
[Black Bro, are you sure your method will work?]
[Sure it will.]
[What if it fails?]
[It won’t.]
[But what if it does?]
[There are no what-ifs.]
For some reason, the tone of Black Tech always seemed soft and fluffy, as if a fuzzy panda was dozing off, making others yawn involuntarily.
To coordinate everything smoothly, Black Tech established several large groups, opening VIP access in each to accommodate those willing to stir up trouble.
Inside these groups, Black Tech detailed the rules for joining.
[First, remember that we’re not some knights in shining armor; we’re here to make money.]
[Second, this method can only be used once, so keep it under wraps until the results are out; quietly getting rich is key.]
[Third, please copy the characteristic code from the group file and insert it into “Here Comes One Trillion.” Once copied, just click run.]
[Fourth, please strictly follow my commands, thank you.]
Subsequently, several documents provided detailed instructions on how to create a coin circle account, how to buy and sell, and so on, with the tutorial so comprehensive it even anticipated the questions a new might ask.
After reading the documents, people in the group felt Black Tech was terrifying.
Someone curiously asked: [Black Tech, how come you know so much about this circle? Are you in virtual currency too?]
Black Tech: [No, I was into futures trading before, mainly quantitative trading; it was quite simple. I’ve dabbled in virtual currencies too, but I found making money too easy, so it didn’t interest me, and I stopped.]
[…you’re really Versaille!]
Black Tech: [It’s true. But no matter how things change, the essence is the same, big fish eat little fish and little fish eat shrimp. The virtual currency system hardly brings any useful things, but after today, it will be different.]
[Why?]
[After today, virtual currency will be no more.]
Seeing Black Tech’s message, group members felt that Black Tech was really showing off.
However, for some reason, they also felt he was very persuasive.
Someone had already set up the environment in “Here Comes One Trillion” according to the method Black Tech mentioned.
Millions of graphics cards appeared in the game, arranged densely in neat rows, presenting a unique aesthetic.
The game’s environment was set in a space with a temperature of negative thirty degrees, where a small nuclear power plant provided electricity for these graphics cards, allowing a constant supply of power for mining.
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Seeing these things, those who were knowledgeable understood what Black Tech was planning.
He was getting them to mine cryptocurrency.
In order not to startle the prey, the efficiency here did not even reach one percent, and the participating players could only see one or two S Coins appear in their accounts every so often, not a substantial amount.
Virtual currency is actually the aggregation of graphics card computing power, something that in itself has no value, it is purely a game of capital.
And the amount of S Coins created by Sun Hua is roughly one hundred and thirty million, with thirty million already confirmed, and the mining speed will gradually slow down afterward.
At this moment, the capital invited by Sun Hua will enter the game. They will divide these coins and then drive up the price of S Coins through continuous trading. Once retail investors enter the market, they will harvest the wallets of these investors at an extremely fast rate, and repeat the cycle until every last drop is squeezed out.
The whole process will involve a struggle between retail investors and capital, as well as retail investors and market manipulators, but in the end, it’s the money of the retail investors that’s being consumed.
The volatility of virtual currencies is terrifying. The price of a currency could be one thousand US dollars today and could plummet to one cent by nightfall; the shocking fluctuations are filled with myths of overnight wealth in the crypto world, but most people can only leave the scene in resentment, having invested all their savings.
But today, Black Tech has arrived.
His goal is simple, that is to harvest the capital here.
Although they understood Black Tech’s intentions, they still couldn’t comprehend them.
[Black Tech, I want to ask, how can you be sure they will definitely enter the game?]
Black Tech: [Those people are actually not very smart, and I don’t even enjoy playing with them. But now they have gone a bit too far, and I don’t see the need to hide anymore. It’s time to give them a beating.]
[…Is it possible?]
Black Tech: [It’s possible.]
The capital entered the fray faster than anticipated. Not long after Black Tech’s arrangement, capital was already eager to get involved.
After all, the average life span of virtual currency is just one year, after which it will enter a state of no trading volume.
Moreover, as the strife in the virtual currency becomes more brutal, most currencies will quickly harvest a burst of investment in the early stage, which is why capital has entirely started to regard this as a place for quick money.
The media hype began to appear, and capital started to inflate the price of S Coins by moving money from the left hand to the right, rapidly driving up the previously cheap S Coin price, reaching 5 US dollars each in no time.
Watching this situation, Black Tech smiled slightly, knowing it was almost time.
Opening his own bank account, Black Tech was ready to join the game.
