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

A dozen minutes later, the roar of the rotors pressed down from above, and the airflow made the osmanthus trees in the backyard sway this way and that.

The helicopter landing gear slowly touched the ground.

Li Yichen opened the hatch and jumped out, raising his hand towards the pilot in the cockpit.

"You've worked hard, go back now."

The pilot saluted, and the cabin door closed. The helicopter took off again, tilting and heading northwest, its taillights growing fainter until it finally shrank into a black dot on the horizon.

Li Yichen stood still for two seconds and took a deep breath.

The air is filled with the sweet scent of osmanthus blossoms, and the aroma of braised pork wafting from afar...?

My stomach let out an uncooperative gurgle.

He turned around, pushed open the back door, and walked through the corridor into the living room.

The kitchen was filled with the rapid rhythm of spatulas flipping the oil, which sizzled in the hot wok. Zhou Dahai peeked half his head out from behind the stove, still clutching a spatula in his hand.

He was stunned for a moment.

Then his mouth split open, and a bunch of wrinkles appeared at the corners of his eyes.

"Oh, my dear Mr. Li! You're finally back!"

Zhou Dahai put the spatula on the stove, wiped his apron on his hands twice, rushed out in three steps, circled him halfway, and looked him up and down.

"You've lost weight! Your face is so much slimmer! What have you been doing for the past month? Haven't you been eating?"

"I ate, but I didn't eat well."

"That won't do! I'll cook you some good dishes tonight, at..."

Before he could finish speaking, a series of hurried footsteps came from the direction of the stairs.

Li Niannian rushed down from the second floor.

She had just turned the corner of the stairs when she saw the person standing in the living room—his face was covered in stubble like a cactus, his eye sockets were sunken, and his dark circles were so thick they could be used as sunglasses. He had lost a lot of weight, and his clothes were hanging loosely on him.

My steps slowed down on the last three steps.

She gripped the hem of her skirt with both hands, her knuckles turning white.

Her eyes immediately welled up with tears.

"Brother Li..."

The voice was very soft. So soft that it seemed as if he was afraid it was an illusion, and that a loud voice would shatter it.

Li Yichen waved his hand and forced a smile.

"It's nothing, I've just been a bit busy."

Li Niannian stared at him for two seconds, pursed her lips, and swallowed back all the words that were about to come out. She turned and walked upstairs, her steps so fast that her slippers almost flew off.

"I'll go get you some hot water."

The sound drifted down from the corner of the stairs.

Li Yichen followed him upstairs and into the master bedroom. The bathtub was mostly empty of hot water, steam rising and fogging the mirror.

He pulled off the T-shirt he'd worn for almost a month, its spots so peculiar they could be mistaken for camouflage. After hesitating for half a second, he didn't throw it in the laundry basket—he just shoved it into the trash can.

The moment I was completely immersed in hot water.

"hiss--"

Every nerve in my body screamed at the same time. It was like a riverbed that had been dry for a month was suddenly filled with water. Aches, pains, numbness, and pleasure swirled together, and my mind went completely blank.

It took almost forty minutes to soak before it came out.

She sat on the edge of the bed wrapped in a bathrobe, her hair still dripping wet.

Li Niannian brought in a bowl of noodles. The white porcelain bowl was steaming, the noodles were topped with bone broth, and chopped green onions floated on top.

"Brother Li, eat first and then get some rest."

The bowl was on the bedside table. She stood beside it, her gaze shifting from his prominent cheekbones to the newly calloused skin on the back of his hands.

She pursed her lips. Then she pursed them again.

Li Yichen took the chopsticks, ate a couple of bites, and mumbled, "Delicious."

"Brother Li."

"Um?"

Li Niannian's voice was soft, but it carried a hint of stubbornness.

"Could you...stop pushing yourself so hard? Look how thin you've gotten this time."

Li Yichen looked up at her.

The pain was written all over his face. It was the kind of pain that couldn't be hidden, like fire that can't be contained.

He put down his chopsticks and gave a slight twitch at the corner of his mouth.

"We've definitely gone too far lately. Don't worry, we'll be more careful next time."

Li Niannian's eyes reddened again.

But he didn't say anything more.

She reached out and brushed the wet hair that was hanging on his forehead behind his ear, touched his temple with her fingertips and then withdrew them, as if she felt that doing so was a little too intimate.

Li Niannian then turned and left the room with a blush on her face.

The footsteps in the corridor grew softer and softer.

Li Yichen stared at the direction the door had closed for two seconds. He picked up the bowl of noodles, ate it in a few bites, and put it back on the cabinet.

My head is stuck to the pillow.

three seconds.

That's it, no, it's just asleep.

-

When I opened my eyes again, the light filtering through the curtains had turned into the bluish-white of early morning.

The phone screen shows 6:03 AM.

I slept for almost fifteen hours straight.

After stretching, Li Yichen felt refreshed; this nap had completely swept away his fatigue.

Li Yichen got out of bed, quickly washed up, and went downstairs.

Breakfast was already laid out on the table—plain congee, fried eggs, two small dishes of side dishes, and a basket of small soup dumplings.

Zhou Dahai had prepared it well in advance.

Miao Miao sat across from the table, her short legs swinging back and forth, her mouth stuffed with half a soup dumpling, her cheeks puffed out like a hamster's.

Seeing him come down, her dark, grape-like eyes lit up, and she started shouting before she had even finished chewing.

"elder brother!"

His voice was muffled, and the soup from the dumplings almost spilled from the corner of his mouth.

"Swallow it first before you speak."

Miao Miao swallowed hard twice and wiped her mouth with the back of her hand.

"Brother, you've lost so much weight! Have you been eating poorly?"

"I've eaten."

"Liar! You must have stayed up all night again!" The girl put her hands on her hips, her tone exactly like Ji Yanran's.

Li Yichen chuckled and reached out to ruffle the stray hairs sticking up on her head.

"No more, okay?"

Miao Miao snorted, barely satisfied.

Li Yichen sat down to drink the porridge. The white porridge was cooked until thick and creamy, with a hint of saltiness, and it slid into his stomach, warming him from the inside out.

I had just put down my bowl of porridge when my phone rang.

Caller ID: Liu Guoliang.

He picked it up and answered the call.

"Brother!" Liu Guoliang's voice boomed from the microphone, full of energy, "Have you rested enough?"

"You've rested well. What's wrong, Brother Liu?"

"Are you free this afternoon? If so, please come to the military region."

Li Yichen leaned back in his chair.

"What is it?"

"Hey--"

That laugh.

Li Yichen knew it all too well. It was the kind of voice Liu Guoliang would use when he'd gotten a huge advantage, like a thief who'd stolen the biggest fish from the old man's fishpond next door.

"You'll see when you get here. Anyway, it's a good thing. A really good thing."

Liu Guoliang lowered his voice repeatedly, as if afraid that others would hear him.

"I guarantee you won't regret your trip."

"So mysterious?"

"Hi, it's not convenient to talk on the phone. Just come this afternoon, and you'll understand when you get there."

"Okay. See you this afternoon."

"Alright!"

*Click*, the call ended.

Li Yichen held his phone and froze for two seconds.

The thing that made Liu Guoliang, a notoriously stingy man, use the phrase "great thing" to describe it was something he had known for over half a year. This old man was stingy to the core, and it was always Liu Guoliang who had to ask the military region for things.

What could have made him so excited?

"Brother, are you going out this afternoon?"

Miao Miao peeked out from behind the bowl, her eyes fixed on him.

"Um, there's something I need to tell you."

"How long are you going to be gone this time?" The girl's tone immediately changed, becoming wary, since Li Yichen had been gone for a month last time.

Li Yichen was amused by her expression and reached out to pinch the tip of her nose.

"I'll be back tonight."

"You promise?"

"ensure."

"Pinky promise!"

A delicate, white little finger reached out.

Li Yichen cooperated by hooking the hook twice.

Miao Miao withdrew her hand with satisfaction and continued to bury her head in eating the soup dumpling, her little legs swinging again.

Li Yichen leaned back in his chair, his fingers unconsciously tapping twice on the table.

Military region. Good news. Great news.

Promote him? He's a major now, the next rank he'll go is lieutenant colonel. It's possible, but there's no need to be so secretive.

Issuing him a medal? It's not impossible—after all, he just pulled Xiao Jingshan back from the brink of death.

Or……

The higher-ups want to see him in person?

The watch lit up.

Ling'er emerged from the watch face, her two short legs dangling in the air, her two pixelated eyes gleaming with a gossipy light.

"Brother, let me make a bold guess—"

She counted on her fingers.

"Either get a promotion, or a medal, or—" She leaned closer, her voice low, with an air of "I have a huge secret."

"It's very likely that a high-ranking official wants to see you in person."

Li Yichen glanced at her.

It's really possible.

The incident involving Xiao Jingshan last time caused quite a stir. People from all four war zones were present, along with other important figures...

He smiled and suppressed those thoughts.

There's no point in guessing.

You'll find out when you go this afternoon.

At this moment, Ling'er spoke again, "Brother, should I help you find out what's going on?"

"No, Ling'er, you are not allowed to hack into the military region's network equipment without my orders, understand?" Li Yichen said with a serious expression.

"I know, brother," Ling'er said softly, her little mouth pursed.