Buying Bitcoin

Was he a lost remnant of the Eastern Dragon Tribe, or an entirely new existence beyond the current Dragon Tribe system?

After a long silence, Angers slowly closed the thick, confidential file on the new student. His voice was low as he said, "Eva, track Luo Qiusheng's current whereabouts."

The cold, mechanical electronic voice immediately filled the office. "Data retrieval complete. Luo Qiusheng boarded a flight several hours ago. Destination: a small riverside city in Jiangnan, the hometown of Lu Mingfei."

"Was Lu Mingfei a lost remnant of the Eastern Dragon Tribe, or an entirely new existence beyond the current Dragon Tribe system?"

"Lu Mingfei?"

Angers paused, his narrow eyes instantly narrowing as a profound look flickered in their depths.

The two most exceptional young people, the ones who stood furthest outside the rules, had suddenly converged in the same small city.

Was it coincidence, fate, or had someone been pulling strings behind the scenes?

He gathered up all the files and rose. The hem of his trench coat swept the floor as he slowly left the office, the doubt and wariness in his eyes growing heavier.

The commercial airliner cruised steadily through the clouds at an altitude of ten thousand meters. Outside the window stretched an endless sea of white clouds. Sunlight slanted through the glass, easing the chill of the high altitude.

The air-conditioning stirred the hem of Luo Qiusheng's clothes. He lounged in his seat, fingertips idly stroking the cold wall of his glass. The amber cocktail inside swayed gently, tiny bubbles rising lazily, its faint fruity fragrance and mild alcoholic warmth dispelling the fatigue of the journey.

He casually opened the news app on his phone and aimlessly swiped across the screen. The social news and financial bulletins of 2010 flashed before his eyes, but none of it entered his thoughts.

Distracted, he opened his bank account without thinking.

The six-digit balance on the screen was clear as day. A few hundred thousand yuan was already years' worth of savings for an ordinary person, enough to live comfortably and securely. Yet as Luo Qiusheng stared at the cold digits, he felt no satisfaction—only a faint emptiness.

Without meaning to, his mind flashed to that famous scene from the original story, where the nouveau riche boy Lu Mingfei casually threw around a hundred million.

Compared with that staggering display of wealth, the few hundred thousand he had saved seemed as tiny as dust, not worth mentioning.

Since entering Kassel College and being swept up in the upheaval of the Dragon Tribe world, he had joined the logistics and support team run by Su Enxi and Jiu De Mai.

Backed by the resources of two top-tier financial groups, he had never lacked supplies, funding, or protection. Every mission and every step forward in his training had been supported by the most reliable safety net.

But the longer time went on, the clearer Luo Qiusheng became.

No matter how complete someone else's protection was or how abundant the team's resources might be, they were ultimately gifts borrowed from others, and could be taken away in an instant. With chaos approaching and the Dragon Tribe disaster looming, fate had always favored those who held their own cards close. What belonged to others would always belong to others. Only wealth and strength in his own hands could give him a place to stand and the means to face the unknown!

Once he had made up his mind, Luo Qiusheng didn't hesitate. He switched pages and opened the dedicated overseas equity trading platform.

His gaze fixed on a line on the screen—a niche asset that few had heard of and no one cared about: Bitcoin.

It was 2010. This newly created virtual currency was still in its infancy, with only a handful of people online even aware of it. No one knew that these unremarkable virtual numbers would unleash a global storm of wealth in just a few years, creating countless legends.

This was an opportunity unique to his era, the surest, risk-free stroke of fortune running through the entire Dragon Tribe storyline.

Luo Qiusheng turned his head and looked at Su Enxi beside him.

The long flight was tedious, and Su Enxi had already shed her usual sharp, calculating air. She lounged in her seat, her delicate features relaxed and her long hair falling loosely over her shoulders. A bag of chips rested in her slender fingers as she chewed unhurriedly, her cheeks puffing slightly. She seemed less like a formidable queen of finance and more like someone enjoying a rare moment of lazy repose.

"Su Enxi."

Luo Qiusheng suddenly spoke, his voice slightly hoarse with drink, breaking the quiet of the cabin.

"Do you trust me?"

The sudden question came without preamble, earnest and certain.

Su Enxi had been lost in thought, enjoying her snacks and the peaceful moment. She startled and slowly raised her eyes, confusion in their clear depths. Setting down the bag of chips, she asked, "What is it?"

Luo Qiusheng didn't bother explaining. He simply turned his phone toward her and held it out. The screen clearly showed the transaction records he had just completed: he had spent everything he had on Bitcoin. Every investment and the total amount he held were laid out plainly.

Financial investment and the game of capital were Su Enxi's specialties, instincts etched into her very bones.

She had been relaxing, but the moment her eyes landed on the familiar trading platform, every trace of laziness vanished. A sharp gleam lit her eyes as she immediately focused all her attention.

And after the bloody battle the night before, when she had used Blood Rage, her Heavenly Deduction ability had been greatly honed and enhanced. Her powers of observation, deduction, and prediction had far surpassed what they once were, making her exceptionally sensitive to the direction and potential of the capital markets.

With only a quick glance, she began rapidly sorting through countless pieces of data, trends, and future projections in her mind.

A moment later, the confusion in Su Enxi's eyes had given way to shock and approval. She looked up at Luo Qiusheng, her voice tinged with incredulous uncertainty. "You only bought this much?"

With her eye for such things, she had already seen the terrifying potential hidden in this emerging currency. It was a golden opportunity that was virtually guaranteed to pay off, with almost no risk.

Given Luo Qiusheng's frighteningly accurate instincts, there was no way he would invest only a paltry sum. In her view, even pouring a million or more into it would have been a conservative move.

Luo Qiusheng took back his phone and lightly rubbed the screen with his fingertips. A trace of helplessness and envy passed through his eyes as he sighed. "I've already gone all in. Every bit of liquid cash I have is in there."

He turned to gaze at the clouds outside the window, his voice clear-eyed yet wistful. "I don't have a financial empire worth billions backing me up, or capital spanning the globe. On my own, this is all I can afford."

"Ah... Sometimes, I really envy your boss."

He knew Zero Number's resources were unfathomable, and he also knew that his current security was only temporary. Only by planning ahead and quietly building up his reserves could he gain the means to stand on his own amid the coming turmoil of the Dragon Tribe and the struggle between rival powers, without having to rely on anyone else.

Su Enxi was taken aback. As she looked at the composure and insight in the young man's eyes, far beyond his years, something stirred quietly in her heart. For a moment, she didn't know what to say.

With the all-in investment settled, the weight that had been hanging over Luo Qiusheng's heart finally lifted.

With this asset—one certain to soar in value in the future—as his safety net, he had nothing left to worry about. Even if he eventually shed his identity as a Dragon Slayer, left Kassel's conflicts behind, and no longer had to risk his life on missions, this massive pool of starting capital would be enough for him to build an industry, start a company, and secure a wealthy, peaceful life, free at last from the shackles of money.

The long flight passed in the blink of an eye.

The plane landed safely in its destination city.