A month passed.
The chain reaction brought about by the collapse of the Nomu economy grew increasingly severe, dragging every vested interest into it.
Assets worth trillions upon trillions evaporated. Countless once-booming industries fell into a slump, while numerous prosperous regions sank into depression.
Small businesses could not withstand the tide at all and had no choice but to go bankrupt.
Medium-sized businesses tried to minimize their losses, but it was like an ant trying to stop a chariot. They were crushed and routed.
The larger consortia still had some strength left, but once this financial storm took shape, every coin they invested was money thrown away. After realizing the situation could no longer be salvaged, they could only cut off a limb to save the body and withdraw from the market.
They had no choice but to leave. With business plummeting, every extra day meant another day of losses. Giving up in time could at least preserve their core operations.
No one would risk their life to save a market that was not especially important. Everyone was simply cutting losses and protecting themselves.
Thus, over the course of this month, more and more foreign capital groups withdrew from the Nomu Civilization.
Once they withdrew, property prices collapsed further and the market grew even more depressed. Every industry toppled in succession like a line of dominoes.
Those alien races that had gradually taken over Sirius Star Ring City from Ziwei Group finally realized that this was no ordinary financial storm, but a catastrophe that had dealt a heavy blow to the entire civilization's economy.
Under such a crisis, the value of everything was falling. Even Sirius Star Ring City, which had previously been viewed with boundless optimism, was no exception!
When it had risen to its peak, Ziwei Group sold