Bitcoin Billionaire: I Regressed to Invest in the First Bitcoin!-Chapter 144: Ten Blocks in One Day

"Yeah," Deborah answered, staring dreamily at him. "Uhm... I think the patch destabilized the clock. We're running at 94.2% efficiency right now."

That was too low. Not when they were trying to hit ten blocks in a single day. Every percentage mattered.

He turned back to the board:

Day 5 – Week 4 BTC Output: 4 Blocks = 200 BTC

Total BTC: 1,550 BTC

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They had six more to go before midnight.

Darren summoned the Investor System and activated the Amplified Bitcoin Analyzer with a blink of mental focus.

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Ding!

┏Alert: Performance Stability Threat Detected┛

— Voltage irregularities in Rig 5

— Recommended Action: Underclock GPU #2 by 3.7%, reassign load to Rig 2 for 90-minute cycle

— Note: Minor loss in short-term power = higher long-term reward stability┛

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Darren snapped his fingers. "Rico, underclock GPU 2 on Rig 5. Reassign to Rig 2 for the next hour and a half."

"The next hour and a half?" Rico frowned. "You sure, boss?"

Darren darkened his gaze. "That wasn't a suggestion, Rico."

Rico briskly nodded and started to work.

"Report." Darren told Kara.

"Most of the systems are steady," Kara said quickly. "GPU temps are holding, hash rotation still optimal. We got a new block a few minutes ago."

"Good. But we're already short on pacing," he muttered, stepping toward the monitoring screens.

Rico stood at the corner, adjusting fan intake logs. "The reassigning seems to be working, boss. By the way, we ran diagnostics before anyone got in. No anomalies — but oil circulation lagged for 30 minutes overnight. Might've cost us a block."

Darren didn't flinch. "Fix it."

"We did. I rerouted the loop and Kara boosted the flow pressure."

"Really?" He lifted his brow at them. "Good job."

He turned to the team, voice louder now.

"We're five blocks behind. Keep solving people."

Silence. Then nods all around.

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Once he got out of the room, Darren let out a deep exhale. 'That place is becoming very suffocating.'

He turned to his right and saw Rachel approaching him, files in hand. "Hey, hope I wasn't interrupting anything."

"Except me questioning my life decisions, not much," Darren replied. Rachel giggled.

"So what's up?" he asked her.

"Oh. I Just thought you'd want to know. Sandy's back from her investor meeting. Verdant Markets wants to scale further. They're asking for multi-location dashboards now."

"That's Trendteller+ demand, right?"

"Exactly."

Darren nodded. "Alright. You and Sandy draft a scope. If they want ten more licenses by next month, quote them $100,000 base plus $5,000 per store."

Rachel blinked. "That's double what we initially—"

"They'll pay," Darren cut in. "They've seen the savings. It's business logic now."

Rachel hesitated for a second. "...Alright. I'll relay it."

She turned to leave when Darren stopped her.

"Could you call me Amelia ? There's something I need her to do."

Rachel nodded once. "Yes, sir."

In minutes, Amelia arrived by the door of the Operations Room carrying a stack of printouts and a laptop.

"Did you run?" Darren asked her, chuckling.

She blushed. "I wouldn't say run, sir. I only... hastened my steps."

"That's hilarious. Now come on, the routing updates."

"Of course. Financial routing updates," she said. "All BTC from yesterday's blocks have been split between cold vault protocols and the Reinvestment Pool."

She opened the laptop, showing the chain transaction log: clean, scrambled, untraceable.

"Any anomalies?" Darren asked.

"No. All phantom shells and decoy addresses remain unbreached."

"That's good." He looked at her intensely. "Since you're my Secretary of Investments you're the only one who has the code for the vault and transactions. You do understand what kind of responsibility that is, right?"

She nodded. "Yes. Yes I do, sir."

"Good. Now I have a job for you." Darren slipped his hands into his pockets. "As my Secretary of Investments, you're also going to have to invest in some things on your own. Without my help."

Her eyes glimmered.

"Today, you're going to start with an Off-market industrial warehouse in Nevarro."

"Nevarro?"

"Yes."

Darren had received the first notification from his Flash Investment Ping that morning.

┏Flash Investment Ping — Opportunity Detected┛

┏Asset: Off-market industrial warehouse (Nevarro District)

Current Value: $320,000

Projected Value (2020): $200.2M

Flagged as undervalued due to rezoning initiative hidden in city council minutes.┛

Darren handed her the details. "You're going to have to do it quietly. A covert investment id you will. But I want that building before other investors start to get a clue of it."

"I'm on it, sir," Amelia said dutifully. "I'll start drafting the shell corp immediately."

"Good. I'm counting on you, Amy."

She smiled sheepishly and hurried off to work.

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At 6 PM, another alert buzzed through the dashboard.

Another Block solved!

Kara whooped and updated the board again:

Day 5 Output: 7 Blocks = 350

Total: 1,600 BTC

They didn't even celebrate it, they only continued to solve and tap. There was less noise now, only the sound of the rigs humming with renewed purpose.

Kara stared at the thermal maps. "Temps are rising faster than expected," she said. "This new mineral oil batch runs hotter."

"It's within tolerance," Rico said.

"Is it?"

"Yes. I think we can work with it."

She glanced toward the stockroom where the next supply was already being stored. "We'll need to double-check the new barrels before tomorrow."

Darren overheard and made a mental note. Red flag that. He didn't like that she was uncertain. Even small things were dangerous now.

An hour later, there was another BEEP.

Another Block had been solved. From Rig 2.

"Boom!" Rico clapped once. "That's number eight!"

Kara flew to the board:

Day 5 Output: 8 Blocks = 400 BTC

Total: 1,650 BTC

Rigs Stable

Cooling: 93% Optimal

"Good job. We need two more," Darren said. "Come on people."

The room buzzed with renewed energy as the team pushed forward, fingers flying across keyboards, eyes locked on the monitors. The rigs hummed louder, as if sensing the urgency.

At 8:37 PM, the system chimed again.

Block Solved.

Kara nearly knocked over her coffee as she jumped up. "Nine!" she shouted, slapping the board with the update:

Day 5 Output: 9 Blocks = 450 BTC

Total: 1,700 BTC

The team exchanged glances. They were so close now.

"Holy shit are we really gonna do it? Mining ten in one day?!"

"Stop talking moron, just solve! I hope my rig gets the last one!"

"I hope mine does."

"If you guys keep talking instead of mining, then we might not even get the last one!"

Darren crossed his arms, watching the rigs. "Concentrate everyone. It's just one more," he said. "Don't slow down."

The minutes stretched. The hum of the machines filled the silence. Then, at 10:12 PM—

BEEP.

The final alert flashed across the screens.

Rico leapt from his chair. "TEN! WE GOT TEN!"

Kara slammed the last update onto the board, grinning:

Day 5 Output: 10 Blocks = 500 BTC

Total: 1,750 BTC

"We did it!"

The room erupted. Cheers, claps, even a few relieved laughs. Someone even collapsed.

Darren allowed himself a small smile before raising a hand.

"What did I say, everyone? I knew we could do it. 10 Blocks in one day. And we can only get better from here. What's stopping us? 15? 20? 50 Blocks in one day is achievable too."

He rested his hands on a desk.

"But for now, I think it's time for a celebration."

A smile spread below his nose. "Who wants some champagne?"