The moment Jake's second post cleared the LOOP network, the digital infrastructure of Veyra's financial district didn't just experience heavy traffic—it suffered an absolute structural gridlock.
Inside the bustling prop-trading office of Fury Capital—a gritty, mid-tier firm known for taking high-stakes risks—the silence lasted for exactly three seconds before the room turned into a shouting match.
"He dropped exact coordinates!" Luke roared, his hand slamming down onto his desk so hard his dual-monitor setup rattled. "Look at the numbers! Short entry between 2,347.80 and 2,349.50! Target floor at 2,329.65! He's calling a massive liquidity hunt!"
Chase was already frantically clicking through their proprietary broker terminal, his face pale. "Luke, the market is currently at 2,344.20 and moving up fast. The momentum is pure green. Are we really going to stand in front of an accelerating train on the word of a social media post?!"
