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

Before the smoke and dust had even cleared, Liu Guoliang rushed out.

He was over fifty years old, but he ran like he was on springs, his military boots slamming against the concrete with a dull thud. Gu Shounian followed closely behind, and a group of generals surged out after him.

Liu Guoliang was the first to approach the armor.

He frantically patted his breastplate, touched his shoulder armor, and rubbed his leg armor with both hands, examining them as if he were appraising an antique and wanted to use a magnifying glass to look at them.

"I'm fine! Absolutely nothing!"

His voice was trembling.

Gu Shounian circled the armor three times before finally squatting at the edge of the five-meter-wide crater. The soil at the bottom of the crater had been scorched black by the high temperature, and the rubble at the edge was still steaming.

He looked up at his armor, then down at the shell crater.

I watched it four times.

"Two hundred kilograms of explosives..." Gu Shounian's voice was hoarse, "exploding less than a meter away... What the hell is this monster?"

The technician jogged over with the testing equipment and began reading the values ​​of the removed dummy one by one.

"The sensor is intact!"

"Shockwave data—zero!"

"Thermal radiation reading—zero!"

"Peak vibration level—zero!"

Every time a zero was announced, the faces of the generals around the circle would twitch.

All zeros.

If a real person were sitting inside, he wouldn't feel anything. He wouldn't even feel a breeze.

Liu Guoliang slapped the report on his thigh, turned around and walked to Li Yichen.

"Brother."

His gaze was intense.

"Can this thing be attached to something else?"

Li Yichen could tell what he wanted to ask.

"Commander Liu, you want to ask if it's possible to scale it up to cover an aircraft carrier? Or cover an entire city?"

Liu Guoliang nodded vigorously, his eyes gleaming with a green light.

"Yes! Imagine if this thing could cover an aircraft carrier—"

He gritted his teeth.

"That's true invincibility."

Li Yichen spread his hands.

"Theoretically, yes. The defense range is proportional to the module size, so you can just scale it up proportionally."

Liu Guoliang leaned forward half a step.

"But—" Li Yichen changed the subject, "Currently, the maximum defensive radius of a single module is only ten meters. Any larger, and the force field strength won't be able to withstand it."

Liu Guoliang's expression visibly crumbled.

Ten meters. Enough for armored vehicles, barely enough for fighter jets. An aircraft carrier? A city? A world of difference.

Looking at his face filled with regret, Li Yichen slowly added another sentence.

"However—energy shields can be connected in parallel."

Liu Guoliang stretched out his neck.

"in parallel?"

"Ten modules in parallel, a defense range of one hundred meters. One hundred in parallel, one kilometer." Li Yichen counted on his fingers, "Theoretically, as long as there are enough modules and the energy can keep up, covering a city is not impossible."

At the edge of the field, several generals looked at each other, their Adam's apples bobbing.

Liu Guoliang took a deep breath and jumped straight to the most crucial question.

"How much?"

He put his hands on his hips, his posture no different from haggling at the market.

"How much is one module? Our military region needs them! We want as many as we need! Name your quantity!"

Li Yichen quickly went through it in his mind.

The core crystal formula has been mastered. The materials will be provided by the military region. His actual cost? A few thousand yuan for electricity plus equipment depreciation.

He cleared his throat and put on a serious, calculating expression.

"Commander Liu, the manufacturing process of this thing is extremely complex, and the core materials are very precious..."

It paused for a moment.

"If you provide the materials, I'll charge you a cost fee. One—fifty million."

Liu Guoliang's lips twitched.

Standing to the side, Gu Shounian crossed his arms and muttered under his breath, "This kid's 'cost price' seems to be a different concept from what normal people understand as 'cost price'..."

Liu Guoliang glared at him, then turned to stare at Li Yichen.

His face was full of conflict.

I hesitated for three seconds.

"value!"

He slapped his hand on the shoulder armor of his battle armor, making his entire arm go numb.

"Something that can withstand even tactical missiles, fifty million for one life—no, ten lives!"

He yelled at the staff officer behind him, "Write this down! Go back and write a report immediately! I need a hundred for the first batch!"

One hundred. Fifty billion.

Li Yichen mentally calculated the profit—a little over 4.99 billion.

Ok.

Cost price.

Just then, Gu Shounian suddenly walked up to him.

With his hands on his hips, his expression was exactly the same as that of a contractor who had been owed six months' wages.

"Brother Li."

He stared into Li Yichen's eyes.

"The energy shield test is complete."

Li Yichen nodded.

"What you said a few days ago at the private chef's place in Dashengli—'I'll show you something else while I'm at it'—"

Gu Shounian's volume started to rise.

"Where's your 'other thing'?"

Liu Guoliang also realized what was happening and took two steps forward.

"That's right! Shou Nian mentioned it to me; your exact words were, 'I'll show you something else while I'm at it.' What else? Take it out!"

The ears of the other executives all perked up.

Li Yichen looked at the group of impatient familiar faces and slowly curled up the corners of his mouth.

"Brother Gu, Commander Liu—"

He turned his head.

Our gaze fell upon the U8 parked at the edge of the field.

Behind the car window, four "security personnel" sat calmly with expressionless faces.

"Did you notice the four security guards I brought today?"

Gu Shounian paused for a moment, then thought for two seconds.

"Those four burly men? The ones who were just moving boxes? What's wrong?"

Li Yichen gestured with his chin toward the car.

"Come, let me show you what a real future warrior is."

He whispered a single word to his watch.

"Come."

The car doors in the distance popped open at the same time.

Four movements. Four doors. Four figures emerged.

All eyes were drawn to it.

The four Terminators didn't run, nor did they seem to be on a forced march. They walked at a normal pace—but lined up in a single file, with a constant 1.2 meters between them, their footsteps on the concrete seemed calibrated by a precise metronome.

Every step was incredibly steady.

They all stopped in front of Li Yichen.

All four hands fell to their sides at the same time. All four heads tilted slightly forward at the same time.

That "at the same time"—is truly at the same time.

It's not a well-trained approximation, but absolute synchronization at the millisecond level.

Liu Guoliang stared at it for five seconds.

He fought in wars his whole life, watched hundreds of military parades, and even inspected the most elite honor guards.

But I've never seen this level of neatness before.

wrong.

This is not neat.

Neatness is the limit that humans can achieve through training. But the movements of these four people in front of me—exceed that limit.

One of the hairs on the back of his head stood on end.

Gu Shounian stood to the side, his pupils contracting.

As a soldier, he has an instinctive sensitivity to footsteps.

The rhythm of their walk, the force of their footsteps, the frequency of their breathing—all four of them were in perfect unison.

It's not just close; it's completely identical.

Even the intervals between blinks are synchronized.

A gust of wind swept across the field, causing the flags to flutter wildly. Four Terminators stood there, their uniforms billowing in the wind, their faces expressionless.

He didn't squint. He didn't tilt his head. He didn't unconsciously hunch his neck.

There was no reaction at all.

Liu Guoliang swallowed hard.

He turned to look at Li Yichen, his throat tightening.

"Brother."

"Um?"

"You four security guards..."

He stared at those eight eyes that showed no emotion whatsoever.

"Is it a person?"