Magical Traders

CHAPTER 1

The old two-story building was like shivering during a heavy rain. Not to mention added cold air from the AC, making the room like in a large refrigerator. If it wasn't for work, the three people who were inside chose to go down to the first floor to simply stabilize their body temperature.

Not just anyone is allowed to go upstairs. It was there that Dian Hartanto kept thirty units of high-tech computer mining rigs to mine crypto coins.

The three people were Dian Hartanto's confidants to keep an eye on all the equipment to keep it stable. Of the ten employees he hired, the remaining seven worked downstairs. They are analysts, IT and finance teams.

In addition to running a crypto mining business, Dian Hartanto must also carry out his role as a trader. He needs to have employees to help him do technical work and make sure everything will be okay. For Dian Hartanto, everything needs to be done for the sake of professionalism. Every day he had to fight to rotate the money of investors who amounted to billions of rupiah and arrange profit sharing every month.

Of all the above, there is one new worker who has access to be on the 1st and 2nd floors. He is Dennis Candra. A 30-year-old boy is skinny. He has expertise as a programmer and makes market analysis of crypto coin trading.

His presence astonished the workers. No one should be given such free access. “How about he sabotage or secretly install keylogger?” said one of them when they saw their boss taking Dennis upstairs.

“Most just an impromptu shaman modal please prophecy from telegram?” timpal was an analyst who didn't take it when their boss told him Dennis was good at analysis. The term shaman is often used to people who are smart guessing the price of crypto coins without clear standards.

Dennis knows if anyone doubts his abilities. It still works as usual, making applications and only goes up to the 2nd floor if asked by Dian Hartanto. While on the 1st floor, Dennis filled the back room of the office that was still empty.

The room was blocked by two doors. One is connected to the inside of the office, and the other directly to the backyard. There, there was a small empty house. Beside him was an old well that was not functioning. The employees almost never visited the empty house and only used as a warehouse of computer devices that have been damaged and items that are no longer used.

It was in that empty house that Dennis lived in until finally a terrible event happened. Outside the rain is very heavy. Several times the sound of lightning sounded. Inside the house, Dennis was busy repairing some broken computers. It is good to use, he thought. Shortly after, Dennis shouted very loudly. His voice was heard by the people who were on the 1st floor.

Dennis was hit by an electric shock as lightning struck an old well next to the house. Dennis's body bounced three meters against the wall. His hands cannot be moved. His head hurts from the impact. He could not even catch a few seconds of breath.

One of the employees on the 1st floor immediately checked the back and found Dennis had collapsed. Without a second thought, Dennis was taken to the hospital. From the X-ray, there's no problem with Dennis' body. He only needed to wait until the shock effect affecting his body muscles gradually disappeared.

Although the doctor allowed him to go home, Dennis never really recovered. The power source from the lightning was like it was lodged inside his body. Every time the rain came, everything he touched would feel an electric charge flowing from within his body.

Dian Hartanto does not believe in Dennis' story, such abnormalities only occur in the fictional world. All the pills like Avatar, Doctor Strange, Harry Potter, Lord of the Ring and many others, just imagination in a fictional world.

But Dian Hartanto immediately jerked while holding Dennis' wrist. His body was instantly electrocuted. He was confused when Dennis told him what had happened.

“I can find out all the contents of your computer, phone and mind just by touching a finger. Everything was recorded in my brain. In fact, I can see it clearly,” said Dennis followed by oddities that make them afraid. The house suddenly became rowdy. Things around them were like someone threw them against the wall. Screwdrivers, spoons, bolts flying around their heads.

Since then Dennis no longer inhabits the house behind his office. It disappeared. His name was dropped as an office employee.