In the ashes of 3000U, I lit a fire for him, burning it to 62,000, then I personally snuffed it out.

Don't rush to applaud; this is just the most painful lesson I've learned in the crypto world: recovery isn't about numbers; it's about human nature.

When he found me, his account had only one last health bar left, and his tone was like he was delivering a last will: "If I blow up again, I'll uninstall."

I didn't advise him to buy the dip, nor did I share the "wealth code" in private chat; I just gave him a note:

1. Always open a position with only one-tenth; cut it if there's an extra 0.1.

2. Transfer profits to a cold wallet immediately; never put the principal on the line.

3. Write a 50-word summary for each trade; miss a word, stop trading for a day.

He laughed: "So stingy, can I recover my losses?"

I replied: "First learn to stop the bleeding, then talk about generating blood."

On the third day, income +30%, his eyes lit up, and his finger was already trembling on the "+ leverage" button.

I pressed down hard and withdrew the profits: "Tonight, you only deserve to drink mineral water."

For the next month, we were like two cold-blooded counters:

If the screen turned green, we withdrew coins; if it turned red, we cut positions.

The numbers slowly climbed: two thousand, eight thousand, sixteen thousand, thirty-four thousand…

He said for the first time: "Turns out making money isn't about heartbeats; it's about rhythm."

On the night of the twenty-ninth day, he sent a voice message: "Bro, can I start a class to take in students now?"

I didn't reply. Because that inflated feeling was more pungent than a blow-up.

On the thirty-third day, he secretly poured forty percent of his position into a newly born meme, too lazy to even set a stop-loss.

Fifteen minutes later, he retraced half.

I asked him why he didn't report back.

He shrugged: "I wanted to test my market sense."

At that moment, I heard the sound of discipline's bones being broken.

On the thirty-fifth day, I sent my last message and blocked him:

"Outside the system, it's all a gambling table; no matter how many bullets you have, you can't withstand your reckless point shooting."

Every day in the crypto world, rockets launch, but most people only see the tail flame while forgetting that rockets can also fall.

The principal has never been a threshold; self-discipline is the passport.

Only by pressing profits one by one into the magazine can you qualify to talk about the final blow.@小花生说币