On March 3, 2025 at 23:47, at the 450 meter observation deck of Tokyo Skytree. Gong Youchai's retinal projection exploded into a blood red concentric circle, which was a death signal for Bitcoin falling below $40000. He tore off the Versace haute couture tie, poured whiskey onto the quantum trading terminal, and the liquid displayed strange patterns on the touch screen - reminiscent of his wife Yazi's dying electrocardiogram, with traces of firewood from the charcoal burning for warmth hidden in those broken waveforms. Mr. Gong, the 150 times leverage multiple order will explode in 12 minutes. "The AI risk control system suddenly switched to Yazi's Kyoto accent. This is the foolish setting he made last year at Asakusa Temple, inviting a high monk to make the voice of his deceased wife the funeral bell of the capital market, just like the muffled sound of the broken beam hitting his textbook when his father hung himself in a wooden house in Wenzhou twenty years ago. Out of the window, Yutianchuan's night cherry trees were flying like snow in the rainstorm. Fifteen years ago on the same rainy night, he curled up on a bench in Ikebukuro West Exit Park, carrying in his arms the golden teeth he had stolen from Yazi's urn - their last possession and the first "digital firewood" he later traded on the dark web. Twenty year old Gong Youchai is running on the streets of Tokyo, with the flame of a windproof lighter burning his palm prints. In the steam boiling at the convenience store in Kanto, he secretly changed the payment slip posted on the Yazi ward. When the nurse discovered that there were only four zeros behind 1 instead of five, Yazi was lying in the operating room removing the third cancerous rib. The bones that were removed later became the encrypted firewood for his first Bitcoin cold wallet. With Chai Jun, let's go to Shinjuku Imperial Garden to see the night cherry blossoms. "After the surgery, Yazi turned the pain pump to maximum and her wheelchair rolled out pink blood marks on Sakura Avenue. She didn't know that Gong Youchai used thirty forged residence cards to exchange for a Bitcoin white paper from the Kabukicho black market - that year, Satoshi Nakamoto had just sent his first open letter to the cryptography email group, and when he burned his father's suicide note in the backyard of the izakaya, the ashes formed the initial hash value of the blockchain in the wind. The price of Bitcoin continues to bleed in the quantum dark pool, and Gong Youchai's encrypted assets are evaporating at a rate of $4700 per second. He smashed open the bulletproof glass cabinet, but the hand holding the gun remembered March 3, 2018, in Hokkaido, using a Makarov handgun against the temple of a mining machine smuggling captain. That year, he earned $100 million by reselling Russian graphics cards, but spat out all the caviar from the celebration banquet in front of the diagnosis of Yazi cancer cell metastasis. The golden particles in the snow looked like the flickering light of blockchain nodes. The holographic projection suddenly triggered a purple alarm, and the emergency communication window of the Swiss bank revealed Yazi's youthful face. Do you still remember our avalanche protocol? "Her virtual image was wearing an unfinished wedding dress, with blockchain hash values flowing through the skirt." When the loss exceeds 1% of the total assets, 127 cold wallets will automatically restructure. "This mechanism was designed by him using the pain index curve of Yazi's chemotherapy, with each K-line corresponding to the molars she bit during a bone penetration. On the B4 floor of the Roppongi Life Science Center, Gong Youchai gazed at the young girl in the training module. This is a clone cultivated from Yazi's breast cancer section. The length of eyelashes is accurate to 0.03 mm, and the number of hair branches is exactly the same as that of Yazi before she died. When he pressed his finger on the gene lock, the recitation of "Man'ye Ji" in the Kyoto dialect suddenly came from inside the cabin - the whispers he had secretly recorded during Yazi's chemotherapy were now coming from the biological chip in the clone's throat, and the frequency of the sound waves even formed a quantum resonance with the fluctuation of Bitcoin price. This is a crime, "said Professor Matsumoto, the project director, pulling off his protective suit and revealing the Yamaguchi gumi tattoo on his chest. When Bitcoin fell below the 30000 mark, Gong Youchai's gun barrel was already in his mouth. Suddenly, the alarm of the cloning laboratory penetrated the quantum encryption channel, and the monitoring screen of the cultivation chamber exploded in the retina - the clone that should have been asleep was biting the oxygen tube, and the real-time price of Bitcoin was jumping in its pupils. Those flashing numbers actually formed Yazi's last words when she was critically ill: "There is firewood, an iron box under the bed She inherited the ontological memory! "Professor Matsumoto's severed finger shook in front of the camera." Now the private key of the entire project is engraved on her gene chain! "Gong Youchai suddenly understood that the cold wallet passwords he had stored in Yazi's tombstone were being reassembled in Kron's body through some bloody quantum entanglement. This reminds him of twenty years ago when he was chopping firewood in his old house in Wenzhou, his father always said, 'Good firewood burns without smoking.' Now, this clone is his most dangerous' digital firewood '. When the first ray of morning light pierced Tokyo Bay, Gong Youchai stood in front of the cloning module. The barcode on the girl's neck is oozing blood, which is the wallet address he personally branded last year. Each stripe width corresponds to the number of times Yazi has undergone chemotherapy. Dad? "The clone suddenly murmured in the same tone as Yazi on the day of delivery, tracing his Swiss bank account password on the bulletproof glass with its fingers. The bloodstains matched perfectly with the payment channel of the Bitcoin Lightning Network. Quantum computers have completed asset restructuring at this moment, with a loss of two million yuan as small as cherry blossom petals in the total asset column. But what Gong Youchai truly fears is the on chain intelligence burning in the eyes of clones - she is using brainwaves to sell his Litecoin holdings on the dark web, just like how Yazi secretly pawned his wedding ring to exchange for startup funds. Exchange data shows that the timestamps of these sell orders accurately reproduce the moments when Yazi's heartbeat stops and then recovers each time. Mr. Gong, the Eternal Life Agreement needs to be destroyed immediately... "Professor Matsumoto's broken body suddenly fell from the ventilation pipe, clutching half of the cloned spine in his hand. The laughter of the girl echoed in the laboratory, and the price of Bitcoin fluctuated violently with her heartbeat, each amplitude corresponding to an important turning point in Gong Youchai's life: receiving a notice of college dropout in 2008, mine closure in 2015, and first appearing on the Forbes list in 2020 In the helicopter encirclement of the Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department, Gong Youchai activated the self destruct protocol. He watched as the clone froze into a perfect statue in liquid nitrogen, just like how Yazi looked in the crystal coffin in the morgue back then. The growth direction of those ice crystals was exactly the same as the branching path of the blockchain. Swiss Bank has sent the final asset report: total assets of 2.37 billion US dollars, with a daily fluctuation of -0.83%, which happens to be the weight of the diesel knife he brought from Wenzhou to Tokyo that year (0.83 kilograms). So what I was afraid of was never losses, "he smiled and threw the gene destruction key into the reactor.