Bitcoin Billionaire: I Regressed to Invest in the First Bitcoin!-Chapter 142: Vault

"Centralized Wallet Theft?" Darren murmured. "Well, I didn't expect that to be an issue anytime soon."

The system chimed again.

┏Would you like to deploy Amplified Bitcoin Analyzer's Vault Structuring Tool?┛

"I mean, if it would help."

He accepted instantly.

┏...┛

┏...┛

┏...┛

┏Analyzing is complete┛

When the system was done, the Vault Strategy Session began.

Darren's desk cleared into holographic projections: charts, wallet layers, encryption paths. Numbers and percentages floated midair like a block chain dance.

The Amplified Bitcoin Analyzer kicked into high gear, speaking in compressed data bursts Darren understood as instinctively as breath.

┏System has successfully created strategies and measures┛

┏Present measures now?┛

Darren selected ┏Yes┛

Ding!

┏To prevent theft or traceable consolidation, your BTC will be segmented across five categories:

— Long-Term Deep Cold (60%)

— Reserve Fund (20%)

— Reinvestment Pool (10%)

— Testing Wallets (5%)

— Phantom Wallets (5%)

Each will utilize unique multi-signature protocols, time-locked scripts, and stealth addresses.┛

Darren let out a sigh. 'Gosh, I forgot about all of this. Having a personal Bitcoin account was much easier. Now it's on a large scale, I guess this is what I have to deal with.'

Then he thought for a while. 'I mean... It looks secure, but what's the security score on this, System? At least the projected one if you aren't fully certain.'

┏Projected Security Score: 99.98%

Breach Probability: Less than 1 in 19 million.┛

Darren narrowed his eyes. "That works. Break it further by transaction timestamp. I want zero detectable patterns."

┏Affirmative┛

Ding!

┏You have just earned a Character Bonus┛

"Oh," Darren mumbled. "Thanks." He left his office and made his way down to the vault room.

Accepting some greetings from his employees, he glanced at his Rolex, 10:20 AM. Hopefully, mining was in full swing by now.

What he wanted to do now was the Cold Vault Construction.

Moments later, Darren found himself in the newly built vault room. It was a narrow steel-core chamber deep beneath the Steele Complex, it had metal walls and two windows for inspection.

Kara and Deborah — one of the IT workers —

wheeled in two Faraday-shielded laptops, each running air-gapped Linux distributions.

"Good morning, sir," Deborah greeted shyly, moving her silver hair out of the way.

"Morning," Darren replied indifferently, not even bothering to look at her as he studied the laptops like they were a brand new car.

"Are you really going analog on this?" Kara asked, half impressed, half amused.

"It's for offline signing only," Darren said firmly. "No connection, no trace. The wallets live on USBs in this safe, with biometric locks, dual-auth. One USB per wallet. You touch this room without me, you don't walk out."

Kara glanced at Deborah and then nodded her head. "That is noted."

"We have to be careful, Kara. It might have gone over our heads that we just hired some very skilled computer wizards to help us mine. That means if we're not careful, they could also steal from us. Bitcoin rises in an unreadable fashion."

He finished the inspection and stood straight, looking at her with a stern expression. "If there's a rise and we are not able to secure it in time, then someone in the team can steal from us. These are the only systems that have access to withdrawals and that's why they'll stay here."

Kara thinned her lips and nodded once. "I got it, boss."

For Deborah, she stared at the laptops for a while, before Kara motioned for the two of them to leave.

As they did, Darren finally glanced at their direction. 'System is right. It only protects my personal BTC portfolio, but not the company's. This vault is very important to protect us from anyone who would dare be a Judas.'

He walked out of the vault. Then locked the door. After locking, he turned the spooked wheel until it hocked tight, and then he put his password, securing the vault shut.

He turned and walked away, but summoned the system once more to study the BTC Allocation Log

As coins were shifted, Darren tracked everything through the Analyzer:

┏Long-Term Cold Wallets:

→ 600 BTC spread across six devices, each in different secure boxes, geo-tagged and sealed.

Reserve Wallet:

→ 200 BTC stored in a short-access offline system, tied to reinvestment notifications.

Reinvestment Pool:

→ 100 BTC held with OTC brokers, ready for early plays.

Testing Wallets & Phantom Shells:

→ 100 BTC across decoy addresses—smoke and mirrors.┛

He took in a deep breath, satisfied with what he saw.

Then a new notification came.

Ding!

┏Achievement Unlocked: The Vault Builder

"Establish a flawless, distributed cold storage network with over 1,000 BTC secured."┛

┏Reward: Flash Investment Ping – Gain instant alerts for undervalued asset spikes across real estate, startups, and private shares. Accuracy increases with system growth.┛

"A mid tier reward," he murmured. "Hopefully the undervalued assets it finds me are very profitable."

He adjusted his tux, and as he continued down the corridor, he walked past the door of the market room where Rachel and Sandy were once again going through the Trendteller Sales Reports.

Rachel skimmed through a packet from Sandy and exhaled. "Darren's not going to believe this."

Sandy, adjusting her glasses, handed over the updated sales summary.

Trendteller – Week 1:

Total Licenses Sold: 1,842

Monthly Recurring Revenue: $312,000

Top Buyer: Verdant Markets (42-store grocery chain)

Trendteller+: Custom-built analytics module for nationwide rollout — $110,000 deal signed.

"He'll believe it," Sandy said. "He's the reason it's happening."

"Yeah," Rachel muttered, cheeks turning pink. "You wouldn't mind if I was the one who told him. Would you?"

Sandy looked at her. "Hmm?"

"I mean, I know you run Finance, but I would... like to report the sales back to him. If... that's okay with you."

Rachel seemed completely nervous and that left Sandy in disbelief because this was not the same Rachel Teschmacher she knew.

Did she like Darren that bad?

She understood Rachel was only asking that so that she could get to see Darren smile or praise her, or give her some more attention.

She shook her head. Poor Rachel. Didn't she know it was a bad idea to fall in love with your boss.

Sandy pouted. Like she was the one to talk. How hypocritical. It wasn't like she herself didn't have feelings for Darren. In fact, she understood exactly how Rachel was feeling right now.

Kinda.

Sandy smiled. "Okay. You can tell him."

Rachel's uncovered eye widened with relief. "Really? Thank you, Sandy."

"It's fine."

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Back in the office, Darren sat with a single-page report in hand. Amelia stood nearby with a laptop. On screen: Projected Liquidity Model for BTC Conversions

He read aloud: "Converting small portions via OTC desks to avoid market impact. 50 BTC per transaction, max 4 per week. Funds routed through three dummy LLCs, cleaned through mid-level real estate investments and private equity flips."

Amelia raised a brow. "What do you think?"

Darren looked at her. "Sounds criminally effective. Let's do it!"

She beamed at him.

Kara updated the board one last time:

Day 4 of Week 4 BTC Output: 5 Blocks = 300 BTC

Total Mined to Date: 1,250 BTC

Hashrate Stability: 96%

Cooling System: Optimal

Security: Hardened Cold Vault Layer Active

Trendteller Weekly Sales: $312K MRR

Team Morale: Increasing

She added one more line underneath in red marker:

Next Goal: 5,000 BTC Banked. No Mistakes.

But one major one was coming…