In the early morning, in the foggy San Francisco Bay Area, in the office, the blue light of the screen reflected the tired face of the developer. His eyes were bloodshot, and his fingers slid quickly on the keyboard. This is the final check before the contract is deployed. Every semicolon and every boundary condition may be a life-or-death detail.

The Telegram channel suddenly boiled. Someone found that the project party violated the token unlocking promise in the white paper.
On the other side of the ocean, on the monitor of a meme player, countless transaction data weaved into a web, outlining the whereabouts of the whales. DeFi miners were checking the time lock of the new mine: "72 hours," they nodded, "safe."