After the financial blockade from the alliance of old wolves collapsed, there were no more legal walls or funding hurdles that could hold back the grand opening of the Tengda Experience Center. At exactly one in the afternoon, under the gazes of three women who were still throwing jealous signals at each other behind him, Julian Vance was forced to stand once again on the main stage of the Grand Riverdale Mall lobby.Thousands of visitors who had previously joined the labor solidarity action now barged in with deafening cheers. National mass media broadcasted this moment live with a bombastic headline: "The Victory of Digital Reformation Against Commercial Monopoly".However, amidst th

Eight o'clock in the evening. The moment Julian had been anticipating the most had finally arrived.The Tengda Experience Center was absolute madness tonight. The sheer volume of visitors had completely shattered the mall's records, choking every corridor with a sea of humanity. But Julian couldn't care less about the bustling crowd. He had a singular focus: right at this very second, the elite sabotage syndicate known as the Obsidian Circle had surely begun infiltrating through the vents and the underground service elevators.Now, Julian only had to eliminate one final obstacle. He needed to shoo away these three "queens of misconception" so they wouldn't interfere with his master plan to raze the server room to the ground.Julian stepped out of his office and headed toward the bar area. Chloe, Elena, and Nadine were still seated there, locked in a battle of egos so thick you could cut it with a knife, leaving Frank looking absolutely sick to death behind the espresso machine."Chloe

The shockwave of the explosion reverberated down to the deepest foundations of the Grand Riverdale Mall. The deafening blast instantly silenced the roar of thousands of visitors in the Tengda Experience Center's front lobby. The blue glow from the rows of server rigs, which had been burning steadily, suddenly flickered wildly before finally dying out completely.A gripping darkness instantly swallowed the thousand-square-meter room, illuminated only by the red emergency lights spinning frantically on the ceiling.WEE-OOO! WEE-OOO!The mall's fire alarms howled in panic. Water gushed fiercely from the sprinklers along the back corridor. Pitch-black smoke, mixed with the pungent stench of propane gas and fried circuits, seeped through the cracks of the administration doors. Panic erupted. Thousands of gamers and visitors scrambled for their lives, shoving and stampeding to bust through the mall's exits.In his office, Julian Vance had been thrown from his mahogany chair by the shockwave.

 9:15 PM. Thick black smoke had already blanketed a third of the ceiling in the main lobby of the Tengda Experience Center. Amidst the mass panic and the collapse of partial partition walls, Julian Vance still stood in the central corridor area with a calm face. Or rather, a face of total resignation that others mistook for the composure of a visionary. "Only ten minutes left according to the System's countdown," Julian thought. His eyes stared at the server rig circuits that were beginning to spark from the intense heat. Within his chest, there was a sense of peace he had never felt since he first set foot in Riverdale. "Just burn it all down. Melt into ashes. My ten-million-dollar cash reserves will officially go up in smoke, the mall's penalty fines will skyrocket, and I can go back to my hometown to