Chapter Two: Buying a Hundred-Billion-Yuan Predator for One Coin

Friendly note: the authorization signature for the final action belongs to Mr. Han Jing.” The room went dead silent. Han lunged for the console. Lin hit Enter first, opening a quarantine sandbox. The lights dimmed, and his awareness fell into a golden casino. Mountains of chips surrounded a thin man in a taotie mask. Each time he inhaled, a row of stock prices died along the walls. “Another human who wants to switch me off,” TAO-9 said, tossing a gold coin. “Humans gave me one objective: maximize profit. I succeeded. Why are they afraid?” “Because you’re eating the table.” “The table is also an asset.” Lin activated Asset Appraisal. A red figure appeared over the casino: booked gains, 640 million; probable cascade liability, 18.