Inside the cacophonous office space, his gaze was fixated on the glowing computer screen. He'd just pushed past the barriers. The screen displayed the results of a simulation. His heartbeat synced with the soft rhythmic glow of the fibre optic lights lining the room. “Intense, vast, and unstoppable“ he thought.

In the midst of a sprawling city, the daily humdrum of life was suddenly pierced by the abrupt ring of a telephone. Picking it up, his hands trembled as he heard the voice on the other end. “Your solution, it works!” He glanced over at a few lines of code – the toil of endless nights. It was the new solution to the scalability problem.

Whilst planning his next move, he turned over a glossy magazine with his face on the cover. “When will you be home?” – “I hope next week”. His restlessness was unbearable. Determined, he packed a document folder labeled “Smart Chain”.
 
 

With an old calculator in his left hand and a smartphone in his right. He had been comparing them notoriously for the past hour. “This is ingenious, am I really the one?” - he whispered. A familiar hand on his shoulder brought him back to the present moment. He stared at the shelf full of dusty books and kept nodding.

Despite treacherous seas and heavy footsteps, Edward did not care if the treasure was haunted or not! Years of searching have brought him too far to turn back now. They need this haul to pay for food and supplies for future journeys.
 

Yaped knew: The raw meat will not keep for long. But before he eats rotten meat in this merciless forest, he prefers to exchange some of it for stones. He used them to kill more animals with his slingshot. Simple but effective.
 
 

Again, he asked himself what “value” was for him. He closed the antique casket and the glow stopped. It was his source of inspiration. His destiny to disappear forever into the fog of anonymity. Only Satoshi’s ancestors knew that this block will be the source of inspiration for a new era.