Picking Up Supreme Treasures in the Dream Realm-Chapter 411 - 307. Financial War, First Battle of the Black Sand Sea_2
Anthony felt completely ruined.
Earlier, he was still immersed in the joy of "striking it big," never expecting to plummet from the clouds to the ground.
How could this happen?
"Buzz~"
His phone suddenly started vibrating.
Anthony glanced down, feeling as if the sky was about to fall.
It was an alert from the trading platform.
"Dear Mr. Anthony, due to the decline in the prices of stocks you hold, please promptly supplement a margin of 1 million; otherwise, after your principal is completely lost, we will forcibly sell all the stocks you hold."
Anthony couldn’t help but curse, "FxxK."
All my assets are tied up in stocks; where am I going to find 1 million margin?
He also realized that it seemed the platform anticipated the stock price would drop below 84 Xia Yuan, hence the advance margin call.
Anthony glared at the TV screen, cursing fiercely: "Damn liars!"
Wasn’t Great Xia confidently promising the successful exploitation of the Sea of Death Black Sand?
All the Great Xia People should die!
Just now, he was full of love for Great Xia, but now it’s turned into full-blown hatred.
Love and hate can pivot in an instant.
Anthony looked down at his phone, painfully making a decision—sell!
The only option was to sell all his stock before the platform forcibly liquidated it.
This way, after paying off the platform’s loan, there might be a little left, not making a total loss.
Anthony’s hands trembled as he operated the phone for a moment and placed a sell order.
Pricing—90 Xia Yuan.
But nobody was buying.
Because there were too many sell orders.
Everyone was dumping stocks, causing a stampede effect, even fools knew the price was going to drop further.
Just then.
The Great Xia host somberly announced: "Folks, earlier a Spirit Crows dispatched by Mr. Spirit Crows used a special secret technique to temporarily connect to the World Gate, finally obtaining some information.
The information included an audio clip; judging from the audio contents, there’s a high probability the exploration team encountered an attack from a powerful Primordial Monster."
After saying this, the audio began to play.
"Woosh... rustle... danger... roar..."
This audio was very short, only three seconds long.
The beginning sounded like the howling of a fierce wind, seemingly mixed with the sound of a lot of sand hitting objects.
The latter part consisted of speech, due to the wind being too strong, it sounded very indistinct.
The final sound was clear because it was exceedingly loud, distinct as the roar of a monster.
This confirmed the host’s speculation—the exploration team encountered an attack.
And the entire exploration team lost contact, proving the monster was incredibly strong, possibly resulting in total annihilation.
Anthony cursed again: "What crap, the strongest on Canglan Star, turns into a dead ghost when encountering a powerful Primordial Monster!"
The Great Xia Ghost is the greatest threat to the Western Hemisphere Countries.
Although the death of the Great Xia Ghost is very good news for the fair-skinned people, his face looked terrible.
Anthony stared down at his phone, a look of complete despair on his face.
Stock price—80 Xia Yuan!
After Great Xia released the audio, the capital market responded most directly with a jaw-dropping crash.
This price had already fallen below the liquidation price of "84 Xia Yuan."
This meant, not only was the principal completely wiped out, but he now owed a huge debt to the platform.
As for the specific amount, he couldn’t bring himself to calculate it, but it wouldn’t be less than seven figures.
"Buzz!"
The phone vibrated again.
It was another message urging margin payment from the platform.
The difference being, the amount had dramatically increased to 3 million Xia Yuan.
Anthony held his phone dazedly, like a wooden figure sitting on the sofa.
Ten minutes passed.
The stock price continued to drop, not only breaking past the IPO price of 75 Xia Yuan but also hitting a super-low point of 49 Xia Yuan.
Compared to the peak of 102 Xia Yuan, it had fallen by half.
Anthony felt as if he had experienced a lovely nightmare.
Calculated at this price, he owed the platform an astounding eight-figure amount.
During this period, the platform sent messages once a minute, urging margin payments time and again, each time the amount being larger.
It’s just unknown whether the platform successfully liquidated or not.
However, judging from the current situation, with so many people selling and so few buyers, liquidation likely failed.
"Bang!"
Anthony threw his phone to the ground, stood up like a walking corpse.
He knew, he was doomed!
He would never recover in this lifetime!
Owing so much money, the platform will definitely take action.
It won’t be long before all bank cards are completely frozen.
What’s worse is that the platform will certainly contact the company, and the company will definitely fire me. By then, I won’t even have the money to stay at a hotel or eat.
"This damn world! I hope it gets destroyed soon!"
Anthony mumbled to himself, staggering into the bathroom.
A minute later.
A white shadow fell from the sky, crashing heavily onto the hard ground.
"Bang!"
A muffled sound.
The shadow twisted a few times, then fell silent.
This was none other than Anthony.
A large pool of crimson emerged from beneath him, quickly solidifying into a layer of blood ice.
The hotel receptionist heard the noise, quickly opened the door, and ran out.
As soon as her gaze landed on the body, she was so frightened that she fell back, letting out a sharp scream.
"Ah~"
Before jumping to his death, Anthony removed all his clothes, leaving a haunting image in the receptionist’s mind.
Not long after.
Detectives arrived.
The body was put into a bag and taken away.
The receptionist finally learned the identity of the deceased.
She let out a breath of relief, muttering under her breath, "The lodging fees haven’t been settled yet."
It was just a dead Caucasian, nothing significant to her.
*
Great Xia Capital.
Chief Governor Bao Zimo looked at the stock price, down to "42 Xia Yuan" and didn’t seem very worried; rather, he was surprised: "The stock’s falling so fast, could it be that the Western Hemisphere is deliberately smashing the market?"
"250 billion sold off, and the Western Hemisphere countries bought seventy percent. If the Pioneer Alliance really collapses because of this, their losses wouldn’t be small. What benefit could they gain from this?"
A participant answered, "For Carmenia, if the Pioneer Alliance disbanded due to this event, it would be a major favorable news; spending a bit more money is worth it."
Bao Zimo chuckled: "If the Carmenians really think that way, they’re completely overthinking it."
He asked again, "How’s the illegal funding platform from the Carmenians?"
Another voice answered, "Almost collapsing, and the trading platform is also leaning towards the high view, probably losing quite a bit this time."
Bao Zimo smiled with satisfaction, "That’s good!"
He then said, "Order the Pioneer Alliance to immediately start repurchasing the stocks in the name of stabilizing the share price."
"Understood!"
Issued at 75 Xia Yuan, repurchased at a bit over 40 Xia Yuan, an in-and-out lying profit of more than 30 Xia Yuan.
During the Age of Calamity, Xia Yuan was not merely a simple number.
It represented resources.
Great Xia is the world’s number one industrial country; any country must purchase goods from Great Xia.
To buy Great Xia’s products, one must have enough Xia Yuan.
And to have Xia Yuan, one must exchange it with minerals and other resources.
*
Primordial World.
Sea of Death Black Sand.
For many civilizations, this boundless black sand desert, rather than being called "Black Sand Sea," could rather be named "Black Mist Sea."
Because most of the time, due to the winds, the desert surface is always floating with layers of dust.
In bad meteorological conditions, visibility is less than ten meters, and it appears like black fog.
Often, danger lurks within the black mist.
At this moment.
The location of the expedition team was also shrouded in vast black mist.
Gaba Muda, guest from the Iron Fist Civilization, was staring ahead in shock.
When the expedition team descended earlier, he had faintly sensed that there seemed to be an unusual presence in the sand ahead.
This was Gaba Muda’s special talent.
It was precisely because of this ability that after the exploration team was annihilated, he was able to survive alone in the Black Sand Sea for so long until Yang Fan brought him back to Canglan Star.
He also judged that the thing hidden in the sand probably had the strength at the High Rank Warrior Level.
And the monsters in the sand sea often had very large bodies; in terms of actual combat power, they usually equaled quite a few warriors at the same level from the Civilization World.
He felt that if the expedition team encountered this monster, they would undoubtedly be wiped out.
Gaba Muda quickly shouted in Great Xia Language: "Everyone be careful, there’s danger ahead!"
As soon as the words fell.
A slight tremor came from the sand layer ahead.
Gaba Muda’s face changed dramatically.
He was about to shout "Great Xia Ghost, return immediately," when the corner of his eye caught a flash of brilliant crimson, like lightning disappearing in an instant.







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