The Turmoil (Part Two)

Bitcoin's value had not fluctuated much over the years. The peak of over a hundred thousand per coin had not been seen for decades, and it had remained stable at around twenty-six thousand in recent years. Even so, that price was still far from cheap. For many ordinary people, exchanging that much for a game question meant they had to have money to burn.

But the young man was not panicking in the slightest, because he knew that quite a few big shots were hiding in this small community. When he had successfully queued up to enter the game, someone in the community had even privately messaged him, offering fifty million to buy his game slot...

Sure enough, not long after, someone transferred the money directly into his account...

The payer was a user named Spicy Stick Boy. After glancing at the other party's ID, the young man could not help sighing. This was why one should never judge people by their online names. Who would have thought that someone with such a loser-sounding name would exchange twenty thousand without even blinking for a single question? Meanwhile, most people named things like An Heng, Bing Jue, or Jiang Shi Yi Shao could not even afford to play card-based games and were dirt poor...

Spicy Stick Boy: "Are there many foreigners coming in today?"

The young man's pupils contracted when he saw the question. Sure enough, these rich people were not idiots. They had immediately asked about the core issue.

The announcement had said that the Overseas Channel would be narrowed or even closed depending on the number of foreign netizens and players flooding in. Thus, the number of foreign players was a crucial issue.

Faced with such a clever user, the young man could only sigh and honestly type back,