Reverse Attack : From Poor Boy to Tyrant CEO

3 AM, Underground Vault in Central, Hong Kong

Lin Mo's pupils contracted in front of the genetic recognition lock. Behind the titanium alloy door lay the "biological collateral" cast from a mixture of twenty tons of gold and three hundred kilograms of plutonium-238. An Ran, holding a tablet, reported, "Goldman Sachs is asking us to sign a gambling agreement – if we don't go public within six months, the patent for the bacterial strain will automatically transfer to an offshore company they control."

"This is what they want," Chen Xing's mechanical wheelchair rolled over the gold bricks as a laser scanned the mycelial network inside the gold. "This gold is infiltrated with plutonium bacteria; every gram is programmable biological currency."

Su Wan's mycelium-tipped fingers glided over the contract terms, which suddenly twisted into a DNA helix. "The gambling agreement is a façade. They want your genetic samples. The CEO of Goldman Sachs underwent Junyao's lifespan extension treatment three months ago and has plutonium bacteria receptors in his body."

First Blood: Blackrock's Sudden Attack

The next morning, Blackrock Group announced the establishment of an "Ecological Hedge Fund," with an initial investment of a hundred billion dollars all short-selling Jingguang Coin. Chen Xing traced the source of the funds – it was the uranium mine purified by Shuguang Biotech in Africa, with unactivated plutonium bacteria bombs buried deep in the mine shafts.

"They're planting new mines under the purified land," Li Feng's cybernetic eye scanned the satellite map. "Once the price of Jingguang Coin falls below the threshold, the mines will detonate simultaneously, reverting the environmental achievements back to their polluted state."

Lin Mo inserted a serum vial into the trading terminal. "Let Blackrock taste the flavor of self-destruction first."

The Data Gallows

An Ran initiated the "Transparency Plan," converting the hidden accounts of global financial institutions into mycelial code. Whenever Blackrock sold a hundred million Jingguang Coins, the dinner menu of its board of directors would appear on the advertising screens in slums – with truffle prices and childhood leukemia mortality rates forming a real-time curve.

Suddenly, a fungal infection broke out in Credit Suisse's gold reserve vault, with fluorescent mushrooms growing on the gold bricks. The surveillance footage showed spores arranging into a line of bloody words:

"Each gram of gold weighs 0.0003 milligrams of children's ashes."

The Devil's Contract

On the top floor of the Burj Al Arab in Dubai, Lin Mo met with a representative from the Rothschild family. The elder pushed forward an agreement bound in crocodile skin: "We're offering five hundred billion dollars, on the condition that Shuguang Biotech restructures into a VIE architecture and transfers control to a shell company in the Cayman Islands."

Su Wan's mycelium pierced the crocodile skin, reading the hidden clauses: "They don't just want the company; they also want your biometric data – your heartbeat, brainwaves, and gene mutation frequency will be listed as financial derivatives for trading."

Lin Mo tore open his shirt, revealing a fluorescent mycelial network on his chest. "Tell your masters that my heart beats a billion dollars worth every minute, but they can't afford the cost if they lose."

Liquidity Trap

That night, global central banks suddenly froze foreign exchange transactions linked to Jingguang Coin. An Ran discovered abnormal fund flows – Junyao had used uranium-235 sealed during the Cold War as collateral to issue "Radiation Dollars" through the Bank for International Settlements, ten times the total amount of Jingguang Coin.

"They're using nuclear warheads as credit backing," Chen Xing's hacking program crashed into the quantum firewall. "Our computing power isn't enough to crack this level of encryption."

Lin Mo injected three vials of serum into the Nasdaq mainframe, instantly covering the trading hall with mycelium. Servers where all short-selling data flowed grew radioactive crystals, embedded with incriminating evidence of Junyao's shareholders.

The Final Trump Card

In the underground vault of the London Metal Exchange, Lin Mo activated the "Noah Protocol." A hundred-thousand-ton plutonium bacteria reactor began to consume all precious metal reserves, with gold melting into a liquid state under mycelial erosion and gradually solidifying into a new trading unit – each drop of "Life Gold" tied to the annual output of one square kilometer of purified land.

"They play games with currency; we'll let the land speak for itself," Lin Mo's pupils were completely covered by mycelium. "From now on, all futures contracts must be settled with clean air."

A Spark in Adversity

When all capital thought victory was assured, Su Wan activated the genetic virus buried in global submarine optical cables. Bitcoin mining machines modified by the fungal community suddenly turned, directing 50% of their computing power towards cracking Junyao's nuclear weapon passwords.

"This isn't a financing war," Lin Mo stood on the melting gold mountain, with the Wall Street Bull reconstructed by mycelium behind him. "It's the surrender ceremony of carbon-based civilization to silicon-based civilization."

His spine cracked, and sections of his human-form snake skin shed into the golden liquid, each piece inscribed with a new financial covenant:

"Breathing is equity; survival is dividend."