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

The elevator doors closed.

Li Yichen leaned against the metal wall of the elevator car and closed his eyes.

My mind went blank.

This isn't a metaphor. It really exploded.

A torrent of golden characters surged forth from the depths of his consciousness, overwhelming him, wave after wave crashing down. The system panel popped and jumped around like firecrackers during Chinese New Year.

[Ding! Large expenditure detected! 1650 billion RMB has been confirmed!]

[Wealth level is continuously increasing...]

【Lv.23→Lv.24→Lv.25→Lv.26→……】

The numbers are still jumping.

【→Lv.33→Lv.34→Lv.35→……→Lv.37→Lv.38！】

[A total of 16 levels have been gained!]

[Rewards have been distributed: Wealth Gift Pack x16 + Technology Points x16!]

Level 16.

in one breath.

Level 16.

Li Yichen felt as if an invisible hand had suddenly squeezed his heart. His breath caught in his throat, and he couldn't catch his breath for a long time.

He glanced down at his inventory.

Eighteen gleaming gold gift pack icons were crammed together. The two I had saved before, plus the sixteen newly opened ones, were densely packed and dazzlingly bright.

Technology Value Balance: 18 points.

I had accumulated two points before, and now I've added the newly arrived sixteen points.

6 PM.

His mind raced with calculations.

Miniature nuclear fusion reactor – five points are enough.

Nano Armor - 8 o'clock.

Gene therapy – three points.

The recipe for synthesizing the core material of the energy shield—one point.

There's more than enough money to buy them all.

The elevator numbers jumped to sixty.

Ding.

The door slid open.

Li Yichen stepped out of the elevator, a smile he couldn't suppress. He walked with an air of confidence. He pushed open the office door and plopped down in the leather sofa. His back sank into the cushions, and he propped his legs up on the coffee table.

He exuded an air of smug satisfaction, as if to say, "I've made a killing today."

Less than three minutes.

The sound of high heels came from the end of the corridor.

Ji Yanran pushed the door open and saw Li Yichen's expression as he sat on the sofa, causing her to slow her pace.

His laughter... well, how should I put it?

It's like a fox that steals a chicken but doesn't get chased.

"Boss, what's with that expression?"

Ji Yanran walked over and sat down opposite him, tilting her head to look him over.

"You spent 165 billion and you don't feel bad? Instead, you're so happy."

She squinted.

"Could it be that he won five million in the lottery?"

Li Yichen pouted and rolled his eyes at her.

"Do I, your boss, look like someone who's short of five million?"

Ji Yanran shrugged. "Then what are you so happy about? Most people would cry on the toilet for three days after donating most of their wealth. But you're acting like you've found a treasure trove."

Li Yichen placed his hand on the armrest of the sofa, his expression gradually becoming more serious.

"Yanran, what do you want to do?"

His voice softened.

"The 'Future' high-speed rail line is 1,100 kilometers long. Once completed, it will be able to carry hundreds of thousands of people every day. Ten years, twenty years, fifty years... even if I'm gone a hundred years from now, this railway will still be here."

He raised his hand and pointed out the window.

"Every ordinary person sitting in the carriage, watching the scenery rushing past the window, knows that there was a silly guy named Li Yichen who built this road for them."

There was a pause.

"Isn't this something to be happy about?"

Ji Yanran stood there, stunned.

She stared into Li Yichen's eyes for several seconds. His eyes were clear and innocent, without a trace of pretense.

She suddenly understood.

Why does this man never blink when he spends money? Why can he throw away hundreds of billions without ever showing any hesitation?

It's not that they're stupid and have too much money.

They are truly trying to leave something behind for the world in their own way.

"Indeed." Ji Yanran smiled, a genuine smile. "A great deed that will be remembered for generations, something to be happy about."

It warmed up for two seconds.

She immediately switched back to her work channel and opened her tablet.

"By the way, boss, let me update you on the progress of the other projects."

I swiped my finger across the screen twice.

"The list of top hospitals and research institutions nationwide that will donate has been finalized, totaling 26, and the first batch of funds will be disbursed this afternoon. The veterans' support fund is using a direct bank transfer channel, which is proceeding simultaneously."

Li Yichen nodded.

"Regarding the student aid fund and the medical fund for impoverished people," Ji Yanran continued scrolling down, "we are applying for special qualifications from the Ministry of Civil Affairs and the Ministry of Education. The approval departments are very proactive, since pure donations don't involve commercial returns. Once the qualifications are approved, it will be implemented immediately."

"As long as it's quick." Li Yichen tapped the armrest. "Money that sits idle is just worthless paper; the faster it's spent, the better."

Ji Yanran closed her tablet and stood up. Reaching the door, she suddenly turned back.

"Boss, once the 'Future' high-speed rail line starts construction, the construction alone will provide tens of thousands of jobs along the line. Road construction, material management, logistics... a large number of ordinary people will be able to make money."

She pointed at Li Yichen.

"Your money will build a railway, boost the economy, and create jobs. It's killing three birds with one stone."

Li Yichen shrugged.

"That's why I said it—people who are foolish and have a lot of money benefit society."

Ji Yanran rolled her eyes and walked away in her high heels.

The door closed.

The office fell silent.

Li Yichen glanced at the time. It was a little past three in the afternoon.

His gaze drifted upwards. The sixty-sixth floor.

The unfinished suit of armor specially made for the energy shield was still on it. The framework was complete, and the synthesis recipe for the core crystal—now he had the technology points.

All conditions are ripe.

"It's time to put an end to this."

He stood up, using the handrail for support, and stretched his wrists.

Ling'er's voice suddenly rang out from the watch on her wrist.

"elder brother!"

The volume was so loud that his ears rang.

"Aren't you going to open those eighteen gift packs?! Eighteen of them! What if there's a warp drive in them?! What if there's an elixir of immortality?! What if there's some kind of spaceship—"

"Calm down." Li Yichen pressed his wristwatch.

Ling'er couldn't stop herself: "—Every time I see those glittering golden icons, my heart itches! It's like when I was a kid and we weren't allowed to open our lucky money envelopes during Chinese New Year! Do you know that kind of torment?!"

"You're an AI, where did you get your childhood from?"

"I'm simulating it!" Ling'er declared confidently. "My emotional simulation module has evolved to be incredibly close to real people, okay! My current state is—craving! Extremely craving!"

Li Yichen couldn't help but laugh.

But he still shook his head.

"Let's put the gift pack aside for now."

Ling'er's holographic figure popped out of the watch face, hands on her hips, her ponytail puffed up angrily. "Why!"

"Last time I received the data from the exoskeleton armor, I lay in bed for over three hours," Li Yichen said, counting on his fingers. "If I opened all eighteen gift packs, I might have passed out."

He tapped Ling'er's little head.

"Let's take care of the energy shield first. That's the most important thing right now. I'll open the gift packs when I'm in top form, one at a time."

Ling'er pouted.

"Alright, alright, you're the boss, you call the shots."

She reluctantly pulled the watch back, muttering before disappearing, "But those eighteen gift packs were so sparkly... they distracted my background processing..."

"You, a quantum-level AI, can still get distracted?"

"That's called resource allocation! It's not a distraction!"

Li Yichen flicked the watch face. Ling'er cried out "Ouch!" and shrank back completely.

He strode toward the elevator.

Press button 66.

The elevator car is rising.

He leaned against the wall, his fingers unconsciously tapping the outside of his thigh. His mind was going over the assembly process of the energy shield.

The framework is complete. The superconducting coils are installed. The miniature plasma generator is also in place.

The only missing piece is that core crystal.

Now—he has eighteen technology points.

Spend one point to buy the synthesis formula, and then use the industrial machine on the 66th floor to rub out the crystals.

The energy shield is now completely complete.

When it's installed on the armor, it will provide a double layer of physical defense and force field defense.

Let alone anti-tank missiles.

Even if the United States sends another fifteen F-35Cs, he can stand still and take the bombs without losing a single hair.