Dual-wielding! 100x proficiency, I'll grind my way to godhood!

[This story is purely fictional; please do not read it with your brain engaged.]

In just a few hours, Chen Mo peeled away all the dirty, shameful evidence, leaving no trace and making a complete backup.

Exorbitant hidden tax evasion records, long-term bribery of high-ranking government officials, evidence of arson that led to the burning of a nursing home to monopolize prime land at low prices, resulting in the deaths of six innocent elderly people, behind-the-scenes chat logs, and recordings of key witnesses...

Each and every piece of evidence is irrefutable, enough to send these high-ranking tycoons to prison for life.

Chen Mo used advanced hacking techniques to encrypt all the data layer by layer, copying it into a black USB drive.

Having secured the evidence, Chen Mo's fingers flew across the keyboard, and in less than an hour, a fully automated, seamless stock manipulation program was completed.

One-click batch account generation, automatic fund splitting, free leverage switching, millisecond execution of buy and sell transactions, real-time erasure of traces... it has it all.

Everything is ready; the revenge drama is about to begin!

Chen Mo pressed Enter, and the program was instantly implanted into the global financial network. Relying on the unparalleled computing power of the hacker, it automatically captured the identity information of a massive amount of retail investors worldwide and generated a thousand unrelated anonymous stock accounts in one second.

The initial capital of 50 million US dollars was randomly split into several accounts, ranging from hundreds of thousands to thousands of dollars.

They then applied leverage of five, ten, or twenty times to lock up all the shares of listed companies owned by billionaires like Dyerson.

At the same time, he easily breached the top firewall of a Swiss bank.

Using thousands of randomly captured identity information, thousands of private accounts can be opened without leaving a trace, fully utilizing the seamless nature of the system.

All IP addresses, transaction traces, fund chains, and time points are completely erased, altered, and obfuscated the moment they are generated. Even if the world's top risk control teams join forces to investigate, they will not be able to find a single clue.

With everything ready, Chen Mo's eyes turned cold, and the operation officially began!

He first took advantage of the situation to make a small long position, using advanced stock trading techniques and hacking skills to gain insider information in advance.

With quick in-and-out trading, in just two hours, the initial capital of 50 million US dollars skyrocketed to more than 3 billion US dollars!

With ample capital, Chen Mo's lips curled into a cold, playful smile.

Today, he's going to profit from both the up and down sides, making money on both rises and falls, manipulating the market at will!

The first round of hunting begins.

In an instant, a thousand accounts simultaneously dumped a massive amount of short orders!

Massive sell orders swept across the US stock market like a tsunami, without warning!

The stock price of the company plummeted, dropping by a staggering 20%!

The exchange's risk control alarms blared incessantly. Dalson and others gathered in a luxurious private office, watching the market crash. One of them erupted in fury, slamming his fist on the table and roaring with a ferocious expression:

"Fuck! Who on earth is targeting us like this?!"

"Use all available means to investigate immediately! Even if it means digging through the entire Wall Street, we must find the person behind this!"

"Regardless of who it is, immediately mobilize all available funds and push up the stock price at any cost. We must stabilize the market!"

A group of wealthy people panicked and frantically emptied their savings to inject huge sums of money into the market to save it.

The stock price finally stabilized.

Just as they were frantically driving up the stock price.

Chen Mo entered the command:

One-click clearance sale!

All short positions were closed out at the highest point, and profits were realized!

In this one wave alone, Chen Mo made a fortune by shorting!

The stock price, which had been plummeting, gradually stabilized and began to rise steadily, slowly recovering all its losses.

Seeing the market continue to recover, Dalson breathed a sigh of relief, picked up his wine glass, and smirked smugly, his face full of arrogance:

"He's just a low-level, amateurish short seller, daring to challenge top-tier capital like us! His tricks are utterly insignificant! The stock price has stabilized; he can't cause any more trouble!"

Other wealthy individuals also relaxed their guard, raised their glasses in celebration, and believed they had won a great victory and completely controlled the situation.

But they had no idea that all their actions were being watched by Chen Mo.

Just as the stock price reached its peak and the wealthy completely relaxed, the stock price surged to a high level.

Chen Mo subtly moved his fingertips and went all-in on a long position!

Thousands of accounts entered the market simultaneously, frantically absorbing the bailout funds poured in by the wealthy. The higher the stock price rose, the more he made.

In just a few tens of minutes, the bulls once again raked in huge profits!

After making a fortune, Chen Mo's eyes suddenly turned cold, showing no mercy whatsoever.

Go all in on shorting! Another market crash!

A massive influx of short orders caused the stock price, which had just rebounded and surged, to plummet by another 35%, breaking through the day's low!

"Fuck! Fuck!!"

Enraged, Dalson smashed an expensive wine glass on the spot, his eyes bloodshot as he roared and howled.

"How does he still have a constant stream of funds? Who exactly is this relentlessly pursuing us?"

The group's working capital has been completely depleted, and all available cash has been exhausted.

"Mortgage our private mansion! Mortgage our family assets! Borrow the highest-interest loans from banks! No matter the cost, we'll bring the stock price back up!"

The wealthy, blinded by greed, sold off all their assets at any cost and borrowed exorbitantly high-interest loans to frantically enter the market again to prop up the price and drive it up.

The plummeting stock price barely managed to stop its decline and gradually recovered and stabilized.

Just as they breathed a sigh of relief, thinking they had stabilized the situation...

Chen Mo then entered the command:

One-click clearance sale!

Closed out at a high price, short selling profits are realized again!

He profits from both rises and falls, taking advantage of both!

Richie wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, let out a long sigh of relief, feeling both exhausted and relieved:

"We finally held on... He definitely doesn't have any more funds left, and he's no longer able to dump the shares. We'll be able to turn things around completely soon!"

All the wealthy people secretly breathed a sigh of relief, thinking they had survived the deadly crisis and were finally safe and sound.

Little did they know, this was still a trap carefully set by Chen Mo.

Chen Mo, who had been observing everything with a cold eye, smiled even more coldly. He bought the dip again and steadily reaped the last wave of market rescue benefits from the wealthy, causing his account balance to surge once more!

After the bulls had finished reaping their profits, they didn't hesitate to short the market a third time with all their might, causing a devastating sell-off!

This time, with more funds, the short positions were even more aggressive, crushing all resistance!

The stock price plummeted, with the drop exceeding 50%!

Undeterred, the wealthy begged for money from all sides, sold off all their luxury goods and core assets, and scraped together their last bit of funds to prop up the market.

The stock price rebounded slightly, and they were instantly filled with hope, thinking there was still a chance to turn things around.

But Chen Mo became increasingly reckless in his actions.

They drive up the price, so he goes long to make money;

They were weak, so he shorted them and drove the price down.

Profit whether the market goes up or down, make big money by going long and make huge profits by going short, truly profiting from both long and short positions!

Every time they tried to save themselves, they were just giving Chen Mobai a profit.

Every rebound was followed by an even more devastating collapse.

Through repeated back-and-forth maneuvering and manipulation, the wealthy have had all their cash flow completely drained, their assets sold off, and their high-interest loans piled up, leaving them with no money left to bail out the market.

The stock price completely lost its support, plummeted all the way to the bottom, becoming worthless and worthless. The company collapsed completely, and tens of billions of yuan in market value evaporated.

Dalson stared at the blood-red, despairing board, his face ashen. His legs gave way, and he collapsed to the ground, his eyes empty and lifeless.

"It's all over...it's all over..."

"Who did we offend? We've been nothing but toys in his hands from beginning to end..."

They gave their all, yet they didn't even know what their opponents looked like; they were simply toyed with, repeatedly harvested, and brutally crushed.

All the wealthy people were distraught, and Tommy suffered a heart attack, collapsed, and had to be carried out.

Meanwhile, he was happily drinking in front of his computer, having started with $50 million and repeatedly profited from both long and short positions, earning a staggering $32 billion!

All the huge profits were transferred without a trace into private, encrypted accounts in Switzerland through thousands of anonymous, secretive accounts.

It is unregulated, unrecorded, cannot be frozen, and cannot be traced; it belongs entirely to Chen Mo.

Chen Mo closed his laptop, stretched lazily, and the pent-up frustration vanished, replaced by a carefree and relaxed smile.

You abuse your power to manipulate me at will, then I will make you lose everything and suffer eternal damnation.

He transferred one hundred million US dollars to Ghost's account, then called him to the study and casually tossed him an encrypted USB drive.

The ghost caught it steadily, bowed respectfully, and said, "Boss! What are your orders?"

Chen Mo squinted and looked out the window.

"This evidence doesn't need to be handed over directly to the police. Send it to these scumbag business rivals and political enemies, and I believe they'll be more willing than anyone else to take action."

He looked up at the ghost, a cold glint in his eyes, and spoke casually.

"I want more than just them to lose everything; I want them to be disgraced, abandoned by everyone, and spend the rest of their lives in prison."

"I will obey your orders."

The ghost bowed again, took the USB drive, and left.

P.S.: That's all for now. I'll continue writing tomorrow; I'm off to research stocks.