Prologue: Ten Years in the East, Ten Years in the West

The young man clutches a yellowed check (an inherited million) and trembles in front of the Wall Street bull for three years: "Mr. Buffett, dddd..."

Ten years later, under the neon lights, the young man holds up an NFT check: "Brother Sun, dddd..."

He brushes over the golden auspicious clouds on the Tron blockchain, the golden staff lightly taps the young man's forehead —

"Oj8k."