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Chapter 1 Rebirth, Leading the Year
Cold and damp.
The springs of a poor-quality mattress are pressing against my back, and each one is clearly visible.
Wang Yan suddenly opened his eyes and sat up abruptly in bed.
He was breathing heavily, his chest heaving, and cold sweat trickling down his face.
This is his rented room on Earth. It's a cramped space of less than ten square meters, filled with the smell of instant noodles and mildew.
Wang Yan suddenly turned his head and grabbed the old domestic mobile phone next to his pillow.
The screen lit up, and the time clearly pierced his consciousness.
【2123年8月28日，上午9:14】
Wang Yan's breath hitched for a moment.
came back.
They're really back.
Let's go back to three days before the launch of "Eternal Plane"!
"Oh…"
A dry laugh escaped his throat, and he laughed so hard that his whole body trembled and tears streamed down his face.
ten years.
He struggled for a full ten years during that apocalypse, rising from a novice to one of the top human fighters through countless battles.
However, it was too late.
When he was qualified to face the gods, the flame of humanity was already on the verge of extinction.
He watched as his comrade-in-arms, "Frost Queen" Lin Qingxue, exhausted herself and self-destructed to cover the civilians' retreat, freezing thousands of miles of land.
The parents also fell at the entrance of the small shelter during the initial monster siege.
In the end, Wang Yan himself died in the "Ragnarok" battle, torn apart by the Void Demon God.
Before he vanished, all that remained in his mind was regret and resentment.
It's not too late.
"Three days..."
Wang Yan muttered to himself, the excitement on his face quickly fading and replaced by calm.
Wang Yan knew very well that he had no time to waste.
He swiped through his contacts, found that familiar yet unfamiliar number, and dialed it directly.
"Hey? Xiao Yan, what made you think of calling your mother? Are you short of money?" A warm yet slightly reproachful greeting came from the other end of the phone.
"Mom, listen to me, sell our old house in the city center immediately. No matter what price the agent offers, it has to be sold today." Wang Yan spoke very quickly, without a trace of emotion.
There was silence on the other end of the phone.
A few seconds later, the mother's voice rose: "What nonsense are you talking about? Selling the house? Xiaoyan, has something happened to you? Have you been scammed or joined a pyramid scheme?"
"I don't have time to explain," Wang Yan interrupted her. "Is Dad next to you? Let him answer the phone."
"You silly child..."
"Let him answer the phone!" Wang Yan raised his voice.
After a brief commotion, a steady male voice rang out: "Wang Yan, this is Dad. You'd better give me a reasonable explanation."
"Dad, I need money, a lot of money. The house has to be sold; it's the only way."
"What do you need money for? You just graduated and your job isn't stable yet. What do you need so much money for? Are you in debt?" The father's voice became stern.
Wang Yan closed his eyes, and the image of his parents lying in a pool of blood in his previous life flashed through his mind.
When Wang Yan spoke again, his voice was resolute and unwavering: "I have no debts, and I'm not fooling around. This money concerns the future, the life and death of my entire family. You just need to trust me this once."
"you…"
"If you don't sell, I will come back in three days to collect the property certificate myself. But that will be too late."
After saying that, Wang Yan hung up the phone.
Wang Yan knew his parents would never understand, and might even think he had gone mad.
But he didn't have time for a tender explanation.
Only a tough approach can bring stability. Similarly, a sufficiently assertive attitude can secure a chance for survival for one's family before the end of the world.
One house is not enough.
Far from enough.
Wang Yan pulled out another number, a number he had only heard of in his previous life.
Chen Tong, known as "Fat Chen," is the head of the underground banks in Donghai City.
He's a ruthless character who eats people without spitting out the bones, but as long as you can afford the interest, he can raise up to 10 billion for you in a single day.
The call was connected.
"Who is it?" a greasy male voice asked.
"I need to borrow money," Wang Yan said bluntly.
"Ha, borrow money? Do you know who I am? Kid, you've got the wrong number." The other end scoffed.
"Fat Chen, Chen Tong. I didn't mistype." Wang Yan calmly stated the other party's name. "I want 10 billion, in three days."
The other end of the phone went silent instantly.
A full ten seconds passed before Fatty Chen's voice rang out again, this time with a hint of danger: "Kid, you've got guts. Ten billion? What are you going to use as collateral? Your life?"
"My life is worthless," Wang Yan said slowly, leaning against the headboard. "But I have some information that's worth ten billion."
"Oh? Tell me about it."
"Three days later, Tianhua Technology's stock price will plummet to its daily limit due to the core chip technology fraud scandal, and it will be delisted within half a month."
"Tianhua Technology?" Fatty Chen paused for a moment, then burst into laughter. "Kid, are you kidding me? Tianhua is a star company in Great Xia. It just got a military order last month, and its stock price is climbing every day. You're telling me it's going to be delisted?"
"Believe it or not. You can short it now, and you'll thank me in three days." Wang Yan's voice was completely unwavering. "Ten billion, in my account within three days. Interest, as you wish. If Tianhua's stock price doesn't fall in three days, you can take my life yourself."
To gamble on an opportunity that will inevitably change the future by taking a chance on a fact that is bound to happen.
This is the overwhelming power of information asymmetry.
Fat Chen fell silent.
He could tell that the young man on the other end of the phone wasn't flustered at all; his calmness didn't seem feigned.
He's either a madman, or... he really knows something.
Shorting Tianhua carries extremely high risks, but if successful, the profits could be astronomical.
What he paid was only a loan that wasn't a major financial blow to him.
This gamble was worth it.
"Fine! I'll take the bet!" Fatty Chen gritted his teeth. "Give me your account. Ten billion, to be in your account by six o'clock this afternoon. Kid, I hope you don't disappoint me."
After hanging up the phone, Wang Yan sent his bank card number.
He lay paralyzed on the bed, as if all his strength had been drained away.
The first step of rebirth, a very risky one, has already been taken.
Next, we just wait.
5:50 p.m.
My phone vibrated; a text message from the bank popped up.
[Dear customer, your savings card account ending in xxxx received a deposit of 10,000,000,000.00 yuan on August 28th at 17:50. Your current account balance is 10,000,000,345.50 yuan.]
A string of zeros, almost dazzling.
Wang Yan glanced at it calmly, then opened another page that had been prepared beforehand.
That's a third-party virtual currency trading platform officially partnered with "Eternal Plane".
The game has not yet been launched, but the pre-sale of virtual currency has already begun.
The current ratio is 1:1, one dollar to one gold coin.
After the game launches, the price of gold coins will skyrocket by hundreds or even thousands of times due to the massive influx of players!
Without hesitation, Wang Yan converted all 10 billion in his account into game coins.
The moment the operation was completed, the balance in Wang Yan's account was cleared again.
After doing all this, Wang Yan opened the last webpage.
That's the pre-sale page on the official website of "Genesis" company.
On the page, a silver-white gaming pod with a futuristic design is being sold in limited quantities.
【Origin】The No. 9 Deep-Sea Life Support and Nutrition Container
Price: 100 million credits.
Features: 100% virtual reality experience, 99.99% neural connection synchronization rate, built-in life support system, which can support players to stay online for more than a year.
This is a world-class gaming device that effectively protects the player's physical body and assists in the synchronous transformation after the game and reality are integrated.
In my previous life, this was a strategic resource that was priceless and unavailable to the market, and only the top nobles and tycoons of various countries could possess it.
And now, it lies quietly on the pre-sale page, waiting for buyers.
Wang Yan invested all the proceeds from the sale of the house that his parents had just transferred into the account, made the payment, and confirmed the transaction.
[Your order has been confirmed. Your "Origin" No. 9 nutrient container is expected to arrive within 48 hours. Please keep your communication channels open.]
One hundred and eleven billion.
In less than a day, Wang Yan squandered it all.
Wang Yan turned off his phone and lay back down on the hard, uncomfortable bed.
Everything is ready.
Now, all we're waiting for is for the game to launch.
He's just waiting for that one unique SSS-level talent that will allow him to plunder everything.
[The plundering of causality].
This time, he will make up for all his regrets one by one.
He wanted to make those high and mighty gods taste the bitterness of defeat.
Outside the window, the afterglow of the setting sun painted the sky red.
An event that will change the world is quietly brewing.
At the heart of the event, an unknown reborn individual has already taken the lead over the entire world.
A whole decade.