Chapter Four: A Dead Man’s Twenty-Million-Credit Debt

The white-haired passenger remained still. A line appeared beneath the public lot. 【Prophet requests proof of funds. Seller must prove the ability to prevent the company’s death.】 It was Pei’s counterattack. Lu had only 119,997 liquid credits, while Helios controlled the signature that would kill Prism tomorrow. If he failed verification, the Exchange would seize his entire Honeycomb stake for fraudulent listing. Verification countdown: 00:59. Lu called the New York debt attorney over satellite phone. No answer. New York was asleep, and the storm kept tearing the real network apart. Forty seconds. Elena smiled across the aisle. “Need bridge financing? Pledge the Honeycomb patent and I’ll lend you twenty million.