"Oh... looks like these chips really are about to become worthless."
A small detached house by Diamond Lake.
Fang Chang sat at the dining table reading the newspaper when he happened to catch sight of the sharply rising line on the trading terminal out of the corner of his eye.
Surprised, the corners of his mouth curled into an amused smile.
At a time when nearly every industry in Boulder City was desperately short of cash, the price of S-coins had ironically hit a new high—one S-coin for 9,881 chips.
At the current trading volume, breaking through ten thousand was practically inevitable. People kept buying, again and again.
Sitting across the table, Dolly stared blankly at the screen spread out before her, her open mouth wide enough to fit a duck egg.
Fang Chang had told her before what that fluctuating line meant, and what the numbers beside it represented.
Yet she still could not believe that these intangible numbers could be exchanged for real, tangible chips!
Great Antler Deer God above!
She had worked at a newspaper office before, and even counting bonuses, she had only made a little over a thousand chips a month!
If a Boulder City resident had bought a hundred S-coins at the very beginning, wouldn't they never have to work for the rest of their life?
Her duck-egg-shaped mouth quickly widened into the shape of a goose egg.
"Looks like breaking ten thousand is a sure thing."
Not noticing Dolly's changing expression, Fang Chang tapped the screen twice, pulled up the transaction records and account holdings from the back end, and quickly discovered that several transactions had come from the same whale.
Though he had no idea who was behind the account, looking at the cumulative transaction volume of over a hundred million chips...