Reborn three days before the Ice Age, I decisively liquidated all my real estate and used tens of billions in credit to raid the world's top luxury warehouses! While blizzards blotted out the sky and temperatures plunged into an icy hell, my neighbors were slaughtering one another over a single sausage. I sat in my shelter, wondering which kind of Wagyu would go best with red wine. The creditors who once mocked me for taking out loans to buy scrap metal could now only kneel in the snow and beg me for a bowl of hot soup.
