You are a developer in the cryptocurrency circle, living in a small rental house in Shenzhen with your roommate for many years. You are a big shot in BSC, but suddenly you feel a little bored. You just heard that SOL is very popular recently, so you plan to move to SOL and make a place for yourself.
You went undercover in several "dog chat groups". Even if you are a dev, you often express your true feelings. You will share your three meals a day, what movies you watched, what you wrote, and act stupid in the group every day. In fact, you secretly opened a market, and at most pumped 50 conspiracy disks to various groups in one day, and @ group friends hypocritically said "Brother, help me take a look at this CA, I think it can fly, or you can add some"
As soon as the friends got on board, you would immediately dev sell and then dump the 20 pre-sorted mouse warehouses heavily on your friends' heads, when the group was filled with curses, you took the lead to say 'foolish dev, f*** it'. Playing the role of a perfect victim
But paper can't hold fire forever, one day the group leader discovered the fact that you had been poisoning the group, crazily @ing you with everyone, at that moment you watched your friends speak harshly to you, you didn't dare to say a word, quietly exited the group chat, and didn't even dare to glance at your friends' words about you
When you went out at night, you suddenly smelled a foul odor coming from yourself, it turned out you hadn't been out for half a month, this was the first time you stepped out of your house in half a month. Looking back, it seems you have no friends in real life, your group friends have become your internet family, chatting with you for at least 16 hours a day, but you, sent one toxic message after another to your internet family
In a daze, you felt a little bit of regret, thinking of the group friends who used to chat with you about everything suddenly turning against you with harsh words, as if needles were piercing your heart, you were lost, lost your best friends, lost the destination for tonight's outing, it seemed that even a foot spa didn't make sense to you, not even one-thousandth as interesting as your group friends
There was a moment when you were even tired of this deceitful life, you didn't want to be a dev anymore, you wanted to rush to play silly games with your group friends, make money and laugh together, lose money and curse together, but you could never go back... you are still a foolish dev$BTC
