Chapter Two: One Memory, Ten Million Bids

Short orders crashed over the market like a waterfall. Memory Coin fell from 1.76 million to 600,000, then to 190,000. Viewers accused Lin of running a pump-and-dump. Anonymous complaints froze Gu Ning's surgery fund pending review. Chen leaned close. “A poor man's easiest mistake is confusing luck with skill.” Lin stared at a line in the wallet he had overlooked: [Price = the honesty gap between sacrifice promised and sacrifice paid.] Everyone in the futures market claimed to be wagering everything on memory, but nobody had surrendered one. Obsidian created an enormous quantity of “promised,” while only two sacrifices had actually been paid. Would that gap drive the coin to zero—or the opposite?