"Yeah, keep betting for me. We should clear about forty thousand on this run."
She rubbed her temples, a faint smile on her lips. "Not many people are playing this yet. Once it gets crowded, it'll be harder to make a profit. I'm going to make a killing now and pull out before the general public catches on."
Forrest was stunned. Earning forty thousand dollars on a single transaction? What kind of business was this lucrative?
And judging by her tone, she wasn't even fully satisfied with that amount.
Juniper tapped her fingers lightly against the bar. Her tone was casual but deeply convincing. "The developers haven't noticed this loophole yet, so we can keep exploiting it to make money. But this is a gray area, so keep it quiet."
With that, she picked up her fresh drink and downed it in one go.
She placed her phone next to her hand, propping her head up as she asked the bartender, "Is this stuff usually this strong?"
The bartender nodded. "You ordered the strongest one we have. Do you want a glass of milk?"
Juniper tugged at her collar. "Could you help me over there to rest?"
The bartender was bewildered by her complete lack of self-preservation.
Still, he helped her over to a small sofa in the resting area.
Juniper's phone was left behind on the bar counter, less than four inches away from Forrest.
His heart pounded frantically. Based on what he had just overheard, this woman was exploiting a loophole to print money.
He had heard rumors about things like this—it was usually some kind of app.
He glanced around shiftily, making sure no one was watching, and snatched Juniper's phone.
It only required a swipe to unlock. No passcode.
He quickly scrolled through and found a pale red app.
Just then, a text message popped up.
It contained a string of code.
[Buy this one, 11307. It'll double in a few days. This is the last time I'm cutting you in. I'm worried the admins will catch on, and I don't want to go down with you.]
Forrest's heart hammered against his ribs. He yanked out his own phone and searched the app store, but the app didn't exist.
He shot a look at Juniper, who was fast asleep on the sofa.
Taking a deep breath, Forrest used file transfer to send the app directly to his own phone. He quickly found the matching code and, without fully understanding how it worked, blindly bought twenty thousand dollars' worth.
It was his first time doing something like this, and his fingers were shaking uncontrollably.
Juniper's phone lit up again with another message.
Taking a deep breath, he gritted his teeth and shoved the rest of his savings into the app.
He carefully slipped Juniper's phone back onto the counter. He was in no mood to stay at the bar anymore; he needed to rush home and count his money!
He sped home and immediately collapsed onto the sofa, staring at the climbing numbers.
Two million, three million...
The numbers were climbing faster and faster, skyrocketing like a rocket launch.
He only wished he had more cash on hand. If he could just put a little more in, he would be completely financially independent for the rest of his life.
He paced the room in a frenzy, his mind racing. Where could he get his hands on more cash?!
The numbers ticked up relentlessly, practically taunting him. Sweat began to roll down his forehead.
Human greed was like a wild beast, desperate to devour everything in its path.
One of his drinking buddies suddenly called. "Forrest, do you know any loan sharks around here? I want to pull a quick loan and blow town. I'll never come back to the city. Don't bother inviting me out for drinks anymore."
Loan sharks?
The interest rates from a loan shark were nothing compared to how fast he was making money right now.

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