Super Rich: Starting the game by going back ten years to buy Bitcoin

The armored warrior made very little noise as he climbed from the second-floor balcony into the bedroom.

In the final half-meter, the vector nozzles switched to micro-thrust mode, and the boot soles landed almost silently on the floor. The buckles popped open, the chest armor separated, and the limb modules opened one by one.

Li Yichen stepped out of his armor and collapsed onto the bed.

His back slumped into the soft mattress. The warm light from the ceiling chandelier made him squint.

He suddenly thought of a problem that was giving him a headache.

That was the order for those ten sets of armor.

It took him forty days to forge his own suit of armor. Even with experience and optimized processes, it would take him at least twenty days to forge a single suit now. Ten suits would take two hundred days. More than half a year.

The military can wait, but he himself doesn't have the energy for it.

We can't just sit in the lab as welders for the next six months doing nothing, can we?

Li Yichen turned over and sat up cross-legged.

Close your eyes.

Consciousness sank deep into the mind.

The wealth system panel appeared. Data pulsed in the darkness.

[Host: Li Yichen]

[Wealth Level: 14]

Passive income: 819.2 yuan/second

[Next upgrade requirement: Spending 100 billion yuan (Current progress: approximately 7 million/100 billion)]

[Wealth Gift Pack x2 (Unopened)]

Level 14.

He did the math in his head. Buying the new headquarters building cost 18 billion, the company's various operating expenses were several billion, and the equipment upgrades at the aerospace group had cost a fortune—the money spent during this period far exceeded 20 billion. Each 10 billion would elevate the company to a higher level, jumping from 12 to 14, which made perfect sense.

Passive income is 819.2 yuan per second. That's over 70 million yuan a day. That's 2.1 billion yuan a month. That's over 25 billion yuan a year.

This number would have driven him crazy six months ago.

Nowadays, he wouldn't even bother to lift his eyelids.

He stared at the two golden gift packs below the panel.

One at level 13, one at level 14. I've saved up two but haven't opened them yet.

Focus your mind on the first one.

A burst of golden light erupted. Information flooded into the brain.

The amount of data wasn't large, only about one-tenth of that of exoskeleton technology. But the density was extremely high, with every single byte compressed tightly. It took fifteen minutes to completely digest the formulas, principles, material ratios, electrode structures, signal analysis algorithms...

Li Yichen opened his eyes.

Brain-Computer Interface Technology (Full Version)

His pupils trembled slightly.

This technology can restore sight to the blind, enable the deaf and mute to speak, and allow paralyzed patients to stand up again.

Once this technology is available, it will rewrite the entire history of human medicine.

He sat on the bed, stunned for several seconds, before finally shifting his gaze to the second gift package.

Click to open.

There was no information feed this time.

A complete three-dimensional equipment model appeared out of thin air in the consciousness space—a ring assembly arm, a precision welding station, an automated painting cabin, a parts sorting table, a quality inspection station... The entire facility occupies no more than 200 square meters, yet it can independently complete the entire process of the battle armor from parts processing to complete assembly.

Li Yichen was stunned.

He was worried about production capacity when the system directly provided him with a dedicated production line for battle armor.

What's this called?

This is like sending a pillow when you're sleepy.

He repeatedly calculated the efficiency of the equipment in his mind. According to the design parameters, assuming all materials were available, a complete suit of armor could be produced in seventy-two hours—three days.

Ten sets of armor, a little over thirty days.

It's almost seven times faster than making it by hand.

However, there is currently a problem.

So where do we put this thing?

"Brother Li—come down for dinner!" Li Niannian's voice came from downstairs.

Li Yichen got out of bed, changed into clean pajamas, and went downstairs.

The dishes were already set on the table. Miao Miao sat in her usual spot, her little feet swinging on the chair legs. Ji Yanran sat opposite her, still clutching her phone, probably having just finished dealing with work messages.

Li Yichen sat down, picked up his chopsticks, and looked at Ji Yanran while shoveling rice into his mouth.

"What's the progress on the new headquarters building?"

Ji Yanran put down her chopsticks.

"The interior decoration is all finished. Network cabling, security system, and office furniture are in place. The employee workstation allocation plan has also been completed, and we can move in at any time."

She paused.

"If we have to move, the old headquarters is less than one kilometer away from the new building, and the entire relocation should be completed within two days."

"Alright, let's start moving the day after tomorrow." Li Yichen picked up a piece of pork rib.

Ji Yanran took out a tablet from the table and swiped it twice to write it down.

"Floors sixty-six to sixty-one." Li Yichen swallowed the food in his mouth. "Same as before, designated as an absolute restricted area. No one may enter without my authorization."

"I understand." Ji Yanran didn't even ask any questions.

She was used to it by now. The boss's secrets were as numerous as the speed at which he made money.

"Brother Li!" Miao Miao suddenly interjected, patting the table with her little hand, "Is the new building tall? Can I go play in it?"

Li Niannian grabbed her shoulder and pressed her back into the chair. "Eat your food."

"Oh..." Miao Miao pouted and reluctantly lowered her head to eat her rice.

three days later.

The relocation is complete.

Ji Yanran arranged for four moving companies to work simultaneously, with more than 3,000 employees moving into the new 66-story building. The entire process took only one and a half days, half a day faster than expected.

The new building has more than three times the office space of the old one. The employees couldn't hide their excitement as they walked into their brand-new workstations.

The internal group chat exploded instantly.

"Holy crap, this new office is huge!"

"With two meters between the workstations, I finally don't have to smell the snail rice noodles from the workstation next door anymore."

"There are massage chairs in the rest area! Massage chairs, guys!"

"The boss is forever a god."

The top six floors.

Floor 66 – Armor Production Line.

After the equipment materialized from the system space, Li Yichen had Ling'er control ten Zhongqing robots to complete the installation and debugging. The circular assembly arm stood in the center, with the precision welding station and painting bay on either side. The entire facility occupied exactly 200 square meters, and the remaining space was converted into a material warehouse.

Floor 65—Ling'er's core. Tianhe Supercomputer. The chips have all been replaced with photon-carrying chips, increasing computing power a hundredfold compared to the original version, while generating almost zero heat.

Floor 64 – the chip production line. It was moved entirely from the old building. Twenty robots from Zhongqing continue operating 24/7, producing one thousand chips per day.

Everything is ready.

Li Yichen stood on the sixty-sixth floor, looking at the brand-new production line. The silver-gray circular assembly arm gleamed coldly under the lights, waiting for the first piece of raw material to be fed in.

He took out his phone and dialed Gu Shounian's number.

Two shots. I answered.

"Brother Gu, everything is ready on my end. Please send over the materials for ten sets of armor as soon as possible."

There was a two-second pause on the other end of the phone.

Then came Gu Shounian's chuckle and scolding: "Brother, you're moving way too fast! I just submitted the contract details, and you're already urging me for the materials?"

"The sooner the better."

"Okay, I'll coordinate right away." Gu Shounian's smile faded, and he got down to business. "Is the materials list the same as last time?"

"Same. Ten sets."

"Understood, I'll arrange it today."

hang up.

Forty-eight hours later, three unmarked heavy trucks, under armed escort, drove into the underground parking garage of the new headquarters building. Carbon fiber titanium alloy sheets, micro hydraulic cylinder components, neural electrode arrays, high-pressure hydrogen tanks... everything was checked off the list, nothing was missing.

All of them were transported to the 66th floor via freight elevator.

The materials were received into the warehouse that afternoon.

Li Yichen's phone rang.

Caller ID: Liu Ruyan.

"President Li," Liu Ruyan said, her voice trembling with excitement but her words steady. "I'd like to report to you that the final stage section of the Lingxiao-1 rocket has been successfully docked. All twelve Aurora engines have been installed. We are currently conducting final pipeline sealing checks and electrical integration testing."

She paused for a moment.

"The first shot can be taken in eight days."

Li Yichen stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window on the 66th floor, one hand in his pocket.

Outside the window is the skyline of Shanghai. The setting sun paints the distant glass curtain walls orange-red.

Behind him, the brand-new production line stood quietly. In a few hours, the materials for the first set of military armor would be fed into the circular assembly arm.

Meanwhile, at a future space base tens of kilometers away, the most powerful privately-owned launch vehicle in human history is undergoing final testing.

Both things are being carried out simultaneously.

The corners of his mouth twitched upwards slightly.

"Ruyan, well done."

He spoke into the phone.

"Eight days later, I went to the site in person."

hang up.

Li Yichen turned and walked towards the production line area. He slapped his palm on the cold metal surface of the circular assembly arm.

"Ling'er, start the production line."

"Understood, brother."

All the lights on the 66th floor suddenly turned on. The robotic arm awoke from its dormant state, the servo motors at its joints emitting a low hum. The parts sorting station started up, and the first piece of carbon fiber titanium alloy sheet was automatically fed into the cutting station.

The laser cutting head falls.

Sparks flew.