100: Chapter 100 Want to buy A-shares? First, ask the government if it will allow it.

"What's going on? Why isn't it moving?"

Wang Fugui clicked his mouse frantically. He had nearly worn out the "Buy" button, but the K-line on the screen was as flat as a straightened electrocardiogram, so deathly still that it was unnerving.

"System! Are you lagging? Refresh it for me! I have plenty of money, I have an unlimited limit, how is it possible that I can't buy in?"

[Beep—Physical disconnection of external trading channel detected. All data stream transmission for stock exchanges has terminated. Simply put... the network cable has been pulled.]

"Pulled the network cable?" Wang Fugui froze, then slammed his newly purchased custom mechanical Keyboard against the eight-hundred-thousand-dollar monitor. "Who the hell dares to pull my network cable? Is the CSRC crazy? Don't they want trading volume anymore?"

Just then, the villa's armored door, which claimed to be rocket-proof, let out a groan of unbearable strain. "Boom!"

There was no delicate work from a demolition expert, just pure, violent hydraulic breaching.

The two heavy steel doors flew inward like sheets of paper, slamming into the wall and shaking a collection of expensive oil paintings to the floor.

Amidst the swirling dust, Gu Changan walked in, stepping onto the Persian rug auctioned from the British Museum.

Behind him, dozens of armed Special Police spread out quickly, their dark gun barrels instantly locking onto everyone in the room.

"Wang Fugui, I see you're tapping away at that Keyboard quite happily."

Gu Changan was still holding that chipped thermos, looking like a neighbor stopping by for a visit, if you ignored the group of Special Police behind him exuding Killing Intent.

Wang Fugui recovered from his initial shock. Seeing the mess on the floor, his anger instantly flared to his head.

"Gu Changan! This is trespassing! I have a legal team, I'm going to sue you into the ground!"

Wang Fugui pointed at Gu Changan's nose, jumping in agitation. "Is it illegal for me to spend my own money to buy stocks? I am injecting liquidity into the stock market! I am saving the market! You should be presenting me with a banner of honor, not pointing guns at me!"

"Saving the market?"

Gu Changan sneered. He pulled a fifty-page document from a folder—the "Administrative Penalty Notice" that had just been printed and was still warm.

He didn't say a word, simply throwing the stack of papers onto Wang Fugui's greasy face. The papers scattered, falling to the floor like white snowflakes.

"Open your dog eyes and look. You call this injecting liquidity?"

Gu Changan stepped on a K-line chart. "According to backend data monitoring, in the past hour, you have utilized nine thousand virtual accounts to artificially create the illusion of trading through large-scale declarations, cancellations, and wash trading, without any genuine intention to trade."

"You've been driving up stock prices, suppressing them, and even creating 'heaven-and-earth boards' to harvest retail investors. There is a specific term for this in criminal law: the crime of manipulating the securities market."

Wang Fugui stiffened his neck: "I have money! I'm willing to buy! This is market freedom!"

"Market freedom is not a license for you to defecate wherever you please." Gu Changan took a step forward, his gaze as sharp as a blade. "More importantly, is your money clean?"

He snapped his fingers. Chen Xiaobei walked up, holding a laptop, the screen displaying lines of alarming red code.

"Data from the State Administration of Foreign Exchange shows that your so-called 'unlimited black card' has no legal foreign exchange settlement records. The central bank's anti-money laundering System has just flagged your account as 'extraordinary risk'."

Gu Changan looked at Wang Fugui, his tone icy: "Your money didn't come from the wind; it's a data stream generated out of thin air. In legal terms, this isn't an asset; it's a computer virus. Now, all illegal accounts have been frozen. That 'unlimited' symbol on your card is now just a circle drawn on paper; you can't withdraw a single cent."

"Fro... frozen?"

Wang Fugui was completely panicked now. His arrogance, his hubris, and his confidence all came from that "unlimited limit." Without money, he was just a piece of Trash that wouldn't even be wanted for food delivery. This absolutely could not happen!

"System! Save me! Unfreeze me! Hurry!" Wang Fugui screamed frantically in his mind.

[Beep—Host is facing a lethal threat. Activating emergency defense protocol. Calling upon super hacker module... attempting to bypass central bank firewall... brute-forcing the freeze command...]

"Beep beep beep—" The laptop in Chen Xiaobei's arms suddenly emitted a piercing alarm, and the data stream on the screen instantly turned into garbled text.

"Boss! We have a situation!" Chen Xiaobei's expression changed, his fingers tapping rapidly on the Keyboard. "A massive data stream is attacking the central bank's settlement center! The opponent's computing power is ridiculously high, as if dozens of supercomputers are working simultaneously! It's trying to forcibly modify backend permissions!"

Gu Changan's eyes narrowed. Good grief, upgrading directly from financial crime to cyber-terrorism, are we? This System is truly stubborn.

"It seems a regular local area network can't contain this mad dog." Gu Changan handed his thermos to the Special Police beside him and pulled an encrypted USB drive from his pocket, tossing it to Chen Xiaobei.

"Activate the 'Imperial City' firewall. Divert all computing power from the National Supercomputing Center." Gu Changan's voice was calm but carried an unquestionable authority. "Doesn't it want to modify data? Reverse-trace this attack stream and blow up its nest along the network cable!"

"Yes!" A glint of excitement flashed in Chen Xiaobei's eyes. This was the moment the national team jungler encountered a cheater.

As the USB drive was inserted, the computer, which had been alarmingly beeping, instantly fell silent. A golden shield icon appeared on the screen, which then transformed into countless swords of light, stabbing back fiercely along the opponent's attack path.

Back on Wang Fugui's side, the virtual interface before his eyes suddenly began to shake violently, and countless red exclamation marks popped up like barrage comments.

[Warning! Suffering national-level computing power backlash! Firewall overload! Core code is being rewritten!]

[Warning! Warning! The opponent is locking onto the System Origin!]

[CPU temperature too high... logic circuit collapse...]

"Ah! My head!" Wang Fugui suddenly clutched his head and screamed, feeling as if dozens of blenders running at full speed had been shoved into his brain.

In that instant, he understood what true power was. It wasn't money, but order. It was the despair-inducing pressure of a national machine in operation.

The smart home devices in the villa began to flicker wildly, and a sharp buzzing sound came from the expensive speakers. Finally, with a "bang," all electronic devices emitted black smoke simultaneously. The world was quiet.

Gu Changan walked up to Wang Fugui, who was drenched in sweat and slumped on the floor, looking down at this "tycoon" who had been so arrogant just a moment ago.

"In this country, capital indeed has power." Gu Changan crouched down and straightened his crooked collar. "But that power is meant for building high-speed railways, bridges, poverty alleviation, and scientific research, not for a giant baby like you to use an unlimited limit as a toy and defecate in the rice bowls of the common people."

Wang Fugui's lips trembled, and for the first time, fear appeared in his eyes.

"Take him away!" Gu Changan stood up and dusted off his hands. "Send him where he belongs. Also, notify the power bureau to check if this villa has illegally connected wires; that current fluctuation just now must have burned out the transformer for the entire neighborhood."