Narutos Wallet Novels & Stories

I am seeing his competence in a new world. I help where I can. I review code, spot logical problems, and add strategic thinking. We work until our eyes burn. “We have our first client,” he announces. “Half the payment up front, half on delivery. Enough for a week, maybe two.” “How do we receive the money?” “Through a cryptocurrency wallet and a new identity. I will show you tomorrow.” He closes the laptop and stretches. “Thank you. For trusting this. For not seeing it as beneath you.”

Then I search—drawers, bags, closets—anything that might give me a clue. Nothing. Too clean. Too controlled. That leaves one place: Hawkins Enterprises. ⸻ Back in the kitchen, I finish cooking. “Marry me chicken.” The irony almost makes me laugh. I eat quickly, barely tasting it, my thoughts racing too fast to keep up. The dreams. The flashes. The certainty. My phone buzzes. Binance. I frown and open the app, my breath catching almost immediately. The Terra-Luna coin—the one I know collapsed—is still there. Alive. Thriving. My balance untouched.

Another green light. “Second gate clear. Phoenix, you’re at the inner sanctum. Deploy the worm on my mark. Wraith, prepare for extraction.” I navigated to the core ledger directory. The screen filled with lines of transactions, dates, coded names. A history of misery in cold, clean text. My eyes skimmed, and there it was. ESPHERE. A string of sales, transfers. My own life, reduced to data. A cold fury, clean and sharp, steadied my hand.

The IT control room reeked of fear and overheated circuits. The staccato clatter of keyboards mixed with the low hum of servers straining under siege. On the wall, giant monitors pulsed with a blood-red message: “Your data has been encrypted. Pay 800 million to the wallet address provided, or lose everything.” The words burned like a curse. Nayla stood in the center of the chaos, flanked by three senior technicians. Her face was pale but composed, her voice clipped and firm.

"Mango looked outside and saw that Nick was still on the phone. Furthermore, he would lose his temper from time to time. " "She got down quietly and went to the chair. She then reached into Nick's coat pocket, and took his wallet out." Mango was in luck as there were a lot of cash in Nick's wallet. It seemed that Nick had thought it through so that he won't be exposed. Nathaniel would not be able to track them with technology if he didn't use electronic gadgets to transfer money or bank cards. Mango took out three or four hundred-dollar bills from his coat. She dared not take too much because Nick would suspect her.

They all turned to the third screen that showed a notification for money bieng recieved into their accounts. "Call Khasavuli right now, there's going to be a lot of cash flowing in and I want it moved quickly", Maina addressed his bodyguard who took out his phone and moved to the balcony. Maina turned to focus on the screen as he gave Tara a node to place the start price of the auction. ***********************************

I knew a lot of businessmen who invested in cryptocurrencies, especially Bitcoin, but most of them preferred to stay anonymous. Now, my agenda is to meet this person. The next step is to persuade them to cease supporting Nicholas Terranova. I know that this can’t be done overnight, so I need a plan. This person is anonymous, and we don’t know if it’s an individual or a whole organization. Hannah mentioned that this person is being addressed as ‘Sakaguchi’.

Nara said, spreading her hands out. Junu came back holding a manila envelope, not exactly the container Miyoung would expect for a magic so powerful it scared her mother. “I’d ask what a shaman and a gumiho want with a Taoist talisman, but I really don’t care.” “Great.” Miyoung reached for the envelope. Junu whipped it away and wagged an infuriating finger at her. “Uh-uh. Payment first. A million won.” “A million won?” Miyoung sputtered out.

There is more than 25 million money in his personal account. Nicko indifferently said, "Now donate everything to the official project dream account!" Immediately, Nicko took his cell phone, opened a project dream charity account, and showed it to Julia. “Transfer right now!”

Luckily the interface deletes the chats after the recipient views it so that calmed me a bit. "And the money?" "That's the easiest part. Once you get a new name, the guy will create a new account under your new name, and when you're done, at your own convenience, you can transfer your funds there through a code I developed back in Nitgen. I will write it down for you so you can do it. No one will trace it back to you or me. Not even the bank will suspect cause the figures will reflect there, but the actual money will be gone. Then you can do whatever you want with it."