As the roar of mining machines tore open the twelfth crack in the hinterland of Qinling Mountains, Lao Xu's thermos cup lid happened to be shaken and overturned. Poor quality goji berries stick to the monitor covered in gray spots, and the red juice flows down the ETH price curve. The mine owner wearing perforated shoes squatted in front of the rusty exhaust fan and threw half a moldy compressed biscuit to the watchdog. It has to be like a private key in a cold wallet, "he spat out betel nut residue and splashed dark red juice on the heat sink of the 5090Ti graphics card. The rainstorm came down when Bitcoin broke through 86 thousand. Mountain torrents, wrapped in the wreckage of mining machines, rushed into the spillway, and the blue mark of "computing power forever" could still be seen on a shattered circuit board. The female anchor wearing mink fur screamed loudly in the live broadcast room, with a faded slogan "Countdown to Wealth Freedom" posted on the background board. At the moment when the beauty filter suddenly failed, the brown spots on both sides of her nose resembled the death cross on the K-line chart. Lao Xu wiped away the sulfur scented sweat, and the mining machine alarm light reflected him as a red carp trapped in the fish tank. Three years ago, on the night of FTX, "he choked on the accumulated dust in the mine," Wenzhou helped that kid jump out of the building with a handwritten private key, and the paper was even more shattered than a burst in the mine. "The backup generator trembled suddenly, and the ghost shadow thrown on the rock wall was being eroded by the real-time rolling fear and greed index. When the programmer wearing a checkered shirt smashed the keyboard, three ant mining machines simultaneously lit up yellow lights. Sweat slid from his neck into the spine crack of 'Principles of Blockchain', and the portrait of Satoshi Nakamoto on the yellowed paper was melting. Fate is like an out of control smart contract that automatically executes when people modify stop loss parameters, crushing the mortgaged property certificate into an immutable ash on the chain. As the morning mist filled the mine, the first batch of 5090 graphics cards began to smoke. In the last half second before the trip, the entire network computing power of Bitcoin exploded into brilliant blue fireworks on the LCD screen. At the foot of the mountain, the sound of QR code payment echoed in the morning market, while new blocks were surging through the Pacific fiber optic cable, with each byte soaked in the burnt smell of miners' corneas.