Meanwhile.
Just as Wenren Sheng began spending money like crazy.
Someone finally uncovered Wenren Sheng as the mastermind behind the market.
The man asked patiently, "Your Excellency, your talent for making money is truly impressive."
"In such a short time, you turned 2 billion into an enterprise worth trillions."
"I would very much like to know: why were you able to seize business opportunities every single time?"
Wenren Sheng smiled. "Of course, I used wisdom. I identified shifts in demand through wisdom, then used wisdom to make money."
"There couldn't possibly be any other explanation, could there?"
Hearing this, the visitor shook his head. "Since you put it that way, then of course there is nothing else to say."
Then the visitor left.
Wenren Sheng smiled.
In fact, as he had made money before, crossing the thresholds of tens of billions, hundreds of billions, trillions, and even tens of trillions had naturally drawn a great deal of attention.
There were enemies, and there were friends.
A warning even quietly appeared online: the Final Producer warning.
"Some people believe Final Producers are merely fantasies of the future, but signs of them are beginning to emerge."
"A certain Stock God and a certain market terminator have joined forces."
"Now, for the first time, we are about to see what a quadrillion-level corporation looks like."
"Corporations with assets of 200 trillion have already appeared before."
"Such corporations will dominate entire industries, with companies across every part of the supply chain."
"They will connect everything from top to bottom and occupy the entire market in that industry."
"Even with antitrust measures, we can see that they will artificially split themselves into several companies, while remaining one group behind the scenes."
Wenren Sheng did not care when he saw these warnings.
There were already some