Chapter Two: One Memory, Ten Million Bids

Lin looked up. “Director Zhou, how much are you willing to short?” “Five billion.” “Good.” Lin reopened the global stream. “At 11:50 tonight, I auction all five remaining coins together. If Obsidian believes they're worthless, take your short position to the limit.” Zhou narrowed his eyes. “With what will you take the other side?” “I won't,” Lin said. “The rules will.”