Brother, I've run Ethereum, there is no banquet that doesn't end, this feast has already reached its final moment, the delicacies have long been finished, all that remains are cold leftovers and a scene of chaos. The smart ones have already eaten their fill and quietly left the table, while you, still reluctant to leave, keep clanging your spoon against the bowl, fantasizing and hoping for the next delicious and rich main course, only to ultimately face the hefty bill for this feast. Someone always has to pay the bill, and this time it's you who pays.
