Three days before I was reborn and returned to the Ice Age, I decisively emptied all real estate and used tens of billions of credit leverage to frantically evacuate the world's top luxury warehouses! When a blizzard covered the sky, the temperature plunged into icy hell, and neighbors were killing each other over a sausage, I was sitting in the shelter thinking about which wagyu beef to pair with red wine. Those creditors who once laughed at me for taking out loans to buy scrap metal can now only kneel in the snow and beg me to reward them with a mouthful of hot soup.
