By the fifth minute, BNB’s price reached Liam’s target.
The $40,000 he invested turned into $100,000, giving him a $60,000 profit. Half of it was immediately distributed to the holders—more than last night.
However, this time it didn’t cause much of a stir.
Maybe most holders were still asleep, and people had stopped watching MindChain for now.
But without a doubt, once holders noticed the extra funds in their wallets, they would definitely spread the news.
For the second time, Liam was confident the price would be pushed even higher.
A 100% win rate—that would be the core of MindChain’s popularity.
And as the capital grew, its foundation would only become stronger, no different from an investment company.
If there was $1 million in capital stored, it would be impossible for MindChain’s price to fall below a $1 million market cap.
---
Liam prepared to head to the university.
Even though he already had money and could easily make more, his mother would definitely scold him if he skipped classes.
He drove straight to the university without stopping by Luna’s house.
Their schedules were different due to their majors. Sometimes Liam had classes earlier, sometimes Luna did.
On the road, Liam didn’t drive fast—he simply couldn’t.
Monday morning traffic was heavy. It might have been faster if he took a city bus that could use a dedicated lane.
It took quite a while before he finally arrived.
He spotted Jack with his bicycle and parked nearby.
Jack seemed to be in an extremely good mood—his cheeks were even slightly red.
From time to time, he smiled to himself.
He had been waiting since he saw Liam’s car, and when Liam approached, he couldn’t help but ask,
"What’s wrong with you?"
"Is something wrong with me?" Jack replied, pretending to be confused.
Liam didn’t feel like saying anything more.
At most, Jack probably spent the night with some prostitute again.
---
Instead of going straight to class, Liam headed to the cafeteria for breakfast.
Vivian and Ayla were there as well.
Liam and Jack had to pass their table to reach an empty one.
Ayla reacted calmly, but Vivian looked gloomy as she stared at Liam, who was attracting attention from almost everyone in the cafeteria.
As if he didn’t see her, Liam walked past and sat at a table in the corner with Jack.
Jack immediately focused on his phone, then suddenly tapped Liam’s arm.
"Hahaha, the price is rising again..." he said, showing the screen.
(MindChain: 1.5 Million Market Cap!)
Although it hadn’t reached its ATH, this increase felt more stable.
This time, it wasn’t driven by whales, but by retail traders buying in small amounts—just that there were many of them.
Liam checked the website and saw that the number of holders had indeed increased drastically.
"By the way, don’t let anyone know we’re the ones behind this coin," Liam said.
"I know... of course I won’t tell anyone," Jack replied.
Liam then started eating his breakfast.
After finishing, he left the cafeteria and went to class, which was still relatively quiet.
Even Jack didn’t follow him, going off somewhere else.
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While Liam was looking down at his phone, monitoring the market, he was suddenly startled by someone standing in front of him.
It was a Chinese woman with black hair—not too long, but not short either.
Her clean face and fair skin were no less beautiful than Luna’s—perhaps even more so if not for her simple style.
She wore long pants and a shirt, without any makeup.
"Liam, have you finished your part?" she asked in almost perfect English, though it still carried a slight accent.
Hearing that, Liam suddenly remembered—
There was a group assignment from a week ago to analyze the intrinsic value of NVIDIA.
He was in the same group as this woman, Qian Yingyue, along with three others.
They had divided the work to analyze Nvidia’s key assets.
Unfortunately, Liam had completely forgotten—something that rarely happened to him.
He had been too busy making money and had only completed about a quarter of it.
He didn’t know how to answer.
"Can you give me a little more time?" Liam asked.
He hadn’t finished it, and this wasn’t something that could be done in a single day.
Unfortunately, his System didn’t help with this.
But that didn’t mean there was no solution.
As long as there was money, there was always a way.
Even if it had to be original research, someone must have done it and still kept it.
"When Professor Diaz arrives, we have to submit it. Are you sure you’ll have enough time?" Qian Yingyue replied.
"Yeah..." Liam could only answer like that for now.
This assignment was indeed from Professor Diaz, but her class wasn’t the first one—it was the second session.
Qian Yingyue nodded, then returned to her seat, taking out a stack of papers from her bag and reading them.
Even as an international student, she was probably the smartest in the Faculty of Economics.
In fact, she rarely came to campus anymore.
Not because she skipped classes—but because professors often sent her directly to partner companies.
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(Have you finished your group assignment?) Liam sent a message to Jack.
They weren’t in the same group, but everyone had essentially received the same task.
(Of course. I finished it two days ago. Hey, don’t tell me you’re not done yet?)
(Qian Yingyue gave me the task of analyzing Nvidia’s patent value. I barely started, and after delaying it for a few days, I’ve already forgotten what I did. Do you know anyone who can sell it to me? It has to be original!)
Liam knew many people would sell this kind of work. He just didn’t know who, since he had never bought one before.
(Hahaha, if you want to buy it, just buy it directly from Qian Yingyue. She’s the best at this kind of thing. If I buy it for you and you submit it to her, she’ll recognize it immediately.)
(She sells them?)
Liam was stunned when he read that, glancing at Qian Yingyue, who was still focused on reading.
(Even without assignments, she keeps making these to train herself. Especially when there’s a task—she probably makes several versions. You know, she’s a member of Mensa. Her IQ is extremely high.)
(She’s my group leader. Wouldn’t it be embarrassing if I bought it from her?) Liam replied.
(Why care? She makes money from this. Even if you buy from someone else—as long as it’s from this university—she’ll probably recognize it anyway.)