Chapter 31
Chapter 31
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 31
Chapter Title: Mini Bull Market
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Mini Bull Market.
The intensely tangled sex had finally come to an end.
I sat down at the computer, basking in the ultimate satisfaction paired with the clearest, most powerful Post-Nut Clarity I'd ever felt.
Outside the window stretched the morning of a day just three days before the fateful CPI announcement.
I powered on the monitor and first closed out all my scalping positions.
Then, like a declaration to my two partners, I murmured softly.
"Scalping for pocket change has no meaning anymore."
Get caught up in the small waves, and you'd miss the real massive tsunami.
For the next three days, every nerve and resource of mine had to focus on one single event.
Before executing all those plans, I began a final tally in my head, grasping our team's assets down to the last won.
"Right after the last settlement, my total stake was about 155.23 million won. Yura's was 91.83 million, and Chaewon's was 1.27 million."
"From there, Yura withdrew 41.83 million, leaving her investment stake at 50 million."
"Chaewon added 1 million of her own, and I lent her 5 million from my personal funds. Chaewon's total principal investment rose to 7.27 million. My personal stake dropped by 5 million."
"Then, the 2.5 million advance salary to Chaewon. That comes out of me and Yura's investments based on our existing shares. My portion about 1.47 million, Yura's about 1.03 million. Deducted from each of our stakes."
"After readjustment, total principal investment around 2.05 billion won. Of that, about 35 million was rolled in scalping accounts over the past few days... with cumulative profits around 27 million."
"Distribute those profits by current stake ratios, then recalculate my 10% success fee from Yura's share..."
All the calculations finished in just a few seconds. I had perfectly grasped our team's current asset status.
Me, Kim Cheolsu: Total investment stake 167.60 million won. About 72.8% of total assets.
Han Yura: Total investment stake 54.35 million won. About 23.6% of total assets.
Yun Chaewon: Total investment stake 8.23 million won. About 3.6% of total assets.
Total: 230.18 million won.
But this was just total assets. From here, subtract the amount already caught in the "net."
"80% of the real estate account, about 82 million won, already converted to Bitcoin and Ethereum, waiting for the CPI."
I subtracted that from the total assets of 230 million won.
"Pure liquid cash assets we can deploy right now... about 148 million won."
I etched that number into my mind: 148 million won in immediately deployable cash assets.
This was our ammunition for the war three days from now.
With grim resolve, I began full-scale war preparations.
Bitcoin and Ethereum were the "main base" and "shield" of this war. When the entire market rose, they guaranteed stable profits—the surest card.
But massive wealth didn't come from these obvious leaders everyone knew about.
Real money came from the hidden "leading altcoin" that rocketed insanely on its own in times like these.
And right now, I had the ability to find that hidden treasure.
I pulled up a list of hundreds of altcoins on the screen and started analyzing the data.
My "super intelligence" went beyond simple chart analysis, processing information simultaneously from three different dimensions: community sentiment, developer activity, and whale wallets.
First candidate: "Chronos (KRNS)."
A Layer 1 project that once shone bright. The community was now a graveyard filled with resentment and curses. Developer GitHub activity had stalled a year ago. "Pass. This is just a dead coin."
Second candidate: "Akasha Protocol (AKSP)."
A new project riding the trendy AI meta wave. The community buzzed with excited "to the moon" chants, but there was zero technical discussion. No dev history. A classic shell project gunning for a quick pump. "Pass. I see a dump chart forming."
I filtered dozens of coins the same way. And finally, I found the one that passed all my filters.
Third candidate: "Stardust (SDS)."
A Play-to-Earn game project that sparkled during the last bull run before being forgotten. On the surface, it looked like a dead coin too.
But... my eyes saw something different.
"Community activity is off. No price talk, but whispers of a 'Game Engine V3 update' are drawing subtle increases in activity from users who seem like devs."
I immediately accessed Stardust's GitHub.
And there, in a private branch named "SDS_Engine_v3," I found traces of a storm of code commits up until just days ago.
Finally, I started tracking this coin's whale wallets.
And I discovered something chilling.
Multiple wallets dormant since the last bull run were quietly accumulating SDS tokens in small amounts across various exchanges over the past few days, evading market eyes.
All the puzzle pieces fit.
"Forgotten project. Massive tech update imminent. And insiders quietly accumulating."
This was the "leader" of this mini bull run.
While all market attention fixated on Bitcoin, this gem would deliver hundreds of percent gains, perfectly hidden.
I flashed a satisfied smile at this secret known only to me.
Then, I pulled up the chart for "Stardust (SDS)," the special forces unit for this war.
"This chart isn't just a graph. It's the record of the fierce war over the past months between the 'whales' accumulating this stock and the 'retail investors' panic-selling in fear."
In my eyes, the support and resistance lines looked like trenches and defensive lines on a battlefield.
And I could precisely read the enemy commander's tendencies and deception tactics within them.
"Right here."
I pointed to the recent sharp drop.
"This massive green candle with a long lower wick. Classic whale 'deception tactic' to trigger retail panic sells and scoop up the volume at low prices."
They deliberately crashed the price to stoke fear, quietly sweeping up every bit of retail liquidation below without leaving a trace.
Like a seasoned general feigning retreat to lure the enemy, then annihilating them with an ambush.
So, the next battlefield was obvious.
"The strongest previous support line, where retail's last hopes cluster. Right before the CPI announcement, they'll maximize fear again to shake out the final holdouts."
I precisely predicted the location of their next trench.
And at the deepest point of that trench, I began deploying my "secret weapon."
I loaded part of the "reserve funds" as ammo for buying Stardust (SDS) coins.
Then, starting right below that trap price, I laid down dense laddered buy orders.
Now, all preparations were complete.
I had ambushed my army in the heart of the massive battlefield where swords, shields, cannons, and missiles would fly.
All that remained was waiting for the enemy commander to walk into my trap.
I set all the buy orders for "Stardust (SDS)" and allocated 33% of the reserve funds there.
This was my special forces that would decide victory or defeat in this war.
But wars aren't won by special forces alone.
"Now, time to pick the main force for this war."
Between the "heavy tank units" of Bitcoin and Ethereum, and the "special forces" of Stardust, I needed a powerful "armored division" to steadily push the front line.
I scanned the list of top 20 market cap major altcoins.
Most were personality-less coins just following Bitcoin's moves.
A few were flashy-named projects with no substance.
Then, my gaze locked on one: "Aitherium Link (ATHL)."
The leading "oracle" project linking real-world external data to blockchains.
Market's take? "Stable but boring coin." "Aging coin with stalled growth."
But my "super intelligence" saw the data the market missed.
Instead of the price chart, I analyzed the network's "real usage data."
"Insane."
I let out an involuntary exclamation.
While ATHL's token price had fallen with the broader market over the past months, actual network transactions and data calls had exploded exponentially.
I was seeing the real "revenue" of this project that no one cared about.
"Everyone's obsessed with flashy sports cars (new app coins), but no one's watching the tolls piling up on the highway (infra coin) every car has to drive."
Aitherium Link's value had completely decoupled from its price.
And such gaps between value and price always closed eventually—in the most violent way.
"You're the one."
I decided on my final main force unit.
I was convinced of Aitherium Link (ATHL)'s potential. And immediately adjusted the portfolio.
"33% of reserves to special forces Stardust (SDS). And 45% to main armored division Aitherium Link (ATHL)."
Now, about 22% of reserves remained.
To decide the use of this last chunk, I began a completely different kind of analysis.
"This final money isn't rational investing. This is a pure bet on 'madness.'"
Not technical analysis or on-chain data, but the dirtiest, most primal desires of this space.
I dove into Reddit, Pochan (/biz/), and the deepest Telegram channels.
I was hunting for a "meme coin."
No value, no tech—just "fun" and "hype" delivering tens of thousands of percent gains, the ultimate digital lottery of our era.
Hundreds of trash meme coins scrolled past my screen.
Shiba dogs, cats, frogs... a zoo of animals.
Amid all the noise, I sought a faint but meaningful signal.
And finally, I found it.
"Fat Cat Billionaire (FCB)."
A chubby cat with a monocle.
This crude image was quietly gaining life as a "meme" across various communities recently.
I immediately tracked the FCB token.
Market cap near zero, but a tiny cult of fanatics worshipped this fat cat meme, spreading secondary creations at astonishing speed.
"This is it."
I was certain this crude cat pic would be the perfect vessel to capture people's "madness" in the coming mini bull run.
I poured the entire remaining 22% of reserves into "Fat Cat Billionaire."
Now, my portfolio was complete.
Stable heavy tanks (Bitcoin, Ethereum), powerful armored division (Aitherium Link), lethal special forces (Stardust), and the nuke to end it all (Fat Cat Billionaire).
I had finalized the perfect army composition for the war three days away.
Now, all that was left was waiting.