Chapter 634: The Demon King Returns from Hell

Su Hao stood with his hands behind his back, gazing out the window.
“Right now, the whole world is counting on you, Chairman Su. No, all of humanity!”
Although Liang Haiyuan's words sounded like he was putting pressure on Su Hao, he felt a strange surge of excitement coursing through his veins.
Back in the game, he always carried the banner of “saving the world” when grinding monsters.
But now, this wasn't a game. This was the brutal reality!
His fingertips, every action he took, affected the fate of billions of lives.
There was no reload, no second chance, only this one and only opportunity!
“…”
Thinking of this, Su Hao felt a slight dizziness and nausea, a physiological reaction to extreme tension.
But at the same time, an unprecedented sense of thrill and ecstasy surged through his veins like magma.
The thrill of dancing on a knife's edge, racing along the edge of a cliff, was simply intoxicating!
'Looks like I'm a madman too.'
Su Hao chuckled inwardly. This feeling of carrying the world on his shoulders, walking a tightrope, was actually giving him a tingling, exhilarating sensation.
"Chairman Su, this is the list of each team and the stocks they're responsible for." Su Hao took the list and glanced at it.
The list was long.
For an ordinary person, just looking at these densely packed numbers would make them dizzy.
But strangely, at this moment of impending doom, these monotonous numbers seemed to come alive, each one actively entering his mind, deeply imprinted in his memory.
They were no longer stocks, but bosses waiting to be slaughtered, each with specific mechanisms and weaknesses.
That familiar feeling was back!
"Very good."
Su Hao turned around, his gaze sweeping across the room. His voice, though not loud, carried clearly to everyone's ears.
"Everyone, check your equipment, get to your positions, prepare... for battle!"
"Yes, Sir!!"
Half an hour until the US stock market opens.
Su Hao closed his eyes, regulated his breathing, and forcefully suppressed the surging fear and excitement within him, keeping his mind absolutely clear.
Until—
Beep—!
The moment the opening bell rang, Su Hao abruptly opened his eyes.
In his vision, his holographic intuition system instantly activated!
Countless traffic lights representing company stocks flashed wildly on his retina, like countless awakened dragons roaring deafeningly in his intuitive senses!
No need to think, no need to hesitate, intuition is the most powerful cheat code!
Su Hao, his expression cold, pressed his earpiece and issued the first command:
"Group one, Group five, all forces attack! No matter how many sell orders there are, absorb them all!
Drive the price up like crazy! Explode the trading volume!"
This was an epic battle, a fight for the fate of the world, officially beginning!
***
Wall Street.
For those financial giants, the current situation could no longer be described as "disaster"; it was practically a doomsday judgment.
They were once an indestructible financial cartel, manipulating global wealth with ease.
But with the stock market crash, these behemoths instantly became stranded whales, their massive debts crushing them like mountains, leaving them breathless, howling like dying wild dogs.
"Today is judgment day, a day of life and death."
For these ravenous dogs, Su Hao's previous global livestream was like rain in the desert, the only light in the darkness!
Fang Huan Investment, that behemoth from the East, a monster with the world's most terrifying cash flow, actually declared it would give away its entire fortune just to restart the global stock market?
What did this mean?
It meant that as long as they followed Fang Huan's aircraft carrier, these dilapidated boats could be saved!
"The only pity is that we don't have many bullets left."
The Wall Street bigwigs gritted their teeth.
The previous crash had also caused them heavy losses, almost drying up their cash flow.
But that didn't matter!
As long as the stock market reopened... once Fang Huan's money entered the market, stock prices soared, and they could ride this powerful east wind to recoup all their previous losses!
"It's open! The market is open!"
As the opening bell rang, the long-dormant global stock market finally reopened.
At this moment, traders worldwide, like starving ghosts who had been waiting for centuries to see a grand feast, rushed into the market with bloodshot eyes and roars!
"Buy! Buy without thinking! Buy whatever you see!"
"Fang Huan is throwing money around! This is a windfall! Just buy in and you're making money hand over fist!"
Although some worried that Fang Huan Investment might take the opportunity to acquire companies, who cared about that when survival was at stake?
"Thank you, Su Hao! He's the sage of the East! The financial Jesus of the 21st century!"
At this moment, in the eyes of Wall Street, Su Hao was no competitor at all.
He was practically the Messiah of the 21st century, a living Buddha!
Without Su Hao, everyone would be begging under a bridge!
Su Hao was the savior of this era!
It was a gluttonous feast; Wall Street's elites licked their lips, waiting for Su Hao to feed them the spoils.
However...
"Huh?... What... what's going on?"
Before they could even celebrate for long, just a moment later...
The Wall Street traders' faces changed, turning ashen, like they'd swallowed a dead fly.
The initial excitement fueled by greed gradually turned to confusion, and finally to utter terror.
"This... this is fucking wrong!"
A veteran trader stared at the screen, oblivious to the coffee spilling all over his pants.
"Damn it! What's with this trading volume?!"
"This trend... God, this isn't a normal price surge, this is blatant manipulation! This is charting!"
The expected scenario was simple: Fang Huan throws money around -> stock price rises -> everyone benefits -> only Fang Huan sacrifices himself.
But this market...
Someone is frantically driving up the price, then instantly dumping it, burying those who followed the trend, only to buy back in a flash at the bottom!
This operation is as fast as lightning, as ruthless as a snake!
A few seconds!
A mere few seconds is a life-or-death cycle!
This isn't market rescue; it's a meat grinder!
And it's a massive, indiscriminate slaughter, measured in seconds!
"It's not just these few stocks! My God! Look at the entire market, dozens, even hundreds of sectors—they're all exhibiting this monstrous trend!"
A veteran trader slumped in his chair, eyes vacant, lips trembling:
"On this planet, there's only one force with this kind of financial scale, capable of simultaneously engaging in such high-frequency, erratic trading across dozens of countries and thousands of stocks!"
A name that instilled despair flashed through everyone's minds.
Fang Huan, Su Hao!
"These lunatics! Su Hao, that demon!" someone screamed in despair, their voice as shrill as a ghost's wail.
"They're not here to save the market! They're using thirty trillion to engage in ultra-short-term profiteering!
They're...they're harvesting our last drop of blood! Swallowing us whole, skin and bones!"
Only at this moment did the Wall Street traders awaken from their daze, a chill running down their spines.
Su Hao wasn't here to be a benefactor; he was a demon king returned from hell!
He had already raised his butcher's knife, ready to rip out every last drop of flesh and blood from Wall Street, sucking the marrow from the bones, devouring it completely!