He Finally Opened the Exchange When you were a child, you always thought that the future was infinite. When you were a child, you said you wanted to become a scientist, director, esports player, or cartoonist when you grew up. You even feel like you have the potential to become an astronaut, travel around the world, and discover extraterrestrial civilizations. There are countless paths in front of you, like a program loading interface, with lines of code flashing through your mind, each path waiting for you to input instructions. And then you went to school. You found that astronauts need to have myopia no more than 200 degrees, and there are also height limitations; If an esports player does not make it to a professional team before the age of 18, they basically have no chance; A comic artist, let alone talent, parents wouldn't even let you learn that thing. Line after line of commands begin to gray out, prompting 'This option is locked'. You went to college, filled out your college application, failed the postgraduate entrance examination, and entered a medium-sized company; You have moved three times, fallen in love twice, completed internships, probation, probation, and taken responsibility. You think you're still choosing, but in fact, you've been on the default route for too long. You don't have much imagination about the future at first. Around the age of 30, you watched the same report every day, held the same meeting with a group of NPCs, talked about the KPI of 3% salary increase, and worried about HR. The tasks you receive are becoming more and more like: getting married, having children, changing houses, and raising children. It's like deleting all side quests after a game version update, leaving only one main storyline and not being able to skip the plot. You occasionally watch short videos in the early hours of the morning and come across those who say 'an annual salary of one million relies on Bitcoin to turn things around'. You scoff at them, but don't take them away. You click on the comment and see a group of people saying, 'Don't ask, asking is airdropping financial freedom' and 'One day in the cryptocurrency industry, one year in the human world'. You secretly downloaded the Coin Circle app, registered an account, forgot the mnemonic words, retrieved them, set a PIN code, clicked on them, couldn't understand the K-line chart, only thought the UI was really trendy. You tell yourself, just look and don't buy. Then you invested your first 1000U in life. You stare at that number in bed, watching it rise by 3 yuan, and you're even happier than negotiating a project. You see it fall back to its original point, and you remain silent for another night. You start watching cryptocurrency KOLs speak in the company restroom, browsing projects during your lunch break, and watching people shout 'get in the car' in your small Telegram group at night. You start to understand what mainstream coins are, what altcoins are, what memecoin and airdrop farming are. You start to understand why the most attractive thing in the cryptocurrency industry is never the return, but the illusion of regaining the right to choose. In the real world, you enter the retirement capital, but in the cryptocurrency circle, you can also create a new chart. You used to think that life after the age of 30 was like a movie with gradually fading background music, but in fact, you just didn't jump out of the default difficulty level. Until that day. You finally learned how to leverage, learned about long short double opening, on chain metrics, gas war, and rug pull. In a pile of sliced history, you clicked on a graph that read: Dear blockchain explorer, welcome to your second life. You look at the green light on the screen, It's like going back to my childhood—— That can choose the starting point of an infinite world.