World Domination Begins With Getting a System in a Modern World-Chapter 131: The Plan

A couple of minutes later, James pulled the Lexus LS500 smoothly into the curb in front of Ralph’s house.

He stepped out, laptop bag slung over one shoulder, and made his way up the short steps to the front door.

Before he could even knock a second time, the door opened — and standing there was Natasha.

She looked radiant, her hair was slightly messy like she’d been relaxing, but her face lit up the moment she saw him.

A soft blush crept across her cheeks, and her voice was low, almost shy.

"Hey..."

James smiled immediately, the tension in his shoulders melting.

"Hey, beautiful. How are you?"

He closed the gap between them and wrapped her in a warm embrace. She melted into him, her arms slipping around his waist as she buried her face into his chest.

"I missed you," she whispered into his shirt, her voice barely audible.

James tightened his arms around her and kissed her forehead.

"Me too."

They stood there in the doorway, basking in the moment — until Ralph’s voice cut through the silence like a blade.

"Oh for fuck’s sake, will you two get a room? James! Get your ass in here already!"

James and Natasha both laughed softly, pulling away from each other. She laced her fingers with his, and they walked into the house together, hand-in-hand like a newlywed couple.

The living room was warm and familiar. Ralph sat sprawled on the couch like a warlord in his den, and a lit up laptop on the coffee table in front of him.

The moment James walked in, Ralph didn’t bother with greetings. He just shot him a glare that said you’re late, lover boy.

James chuckled and gave him a light shoulder tap.

"Hey, man."

Ralph didn’t reply. His eyes were locked onto his screen — but James could feel the judgment radiating off him in waves.

Understanding the situation, James turned to Natasha, leaned in, and gave her a quick kiss on the lips.

She smiled at him and brushed a hand against his cheek.

"Are you hungry? I could make you something to eat real quick," she offered sweetly.

James shook his head. "No, I’m good. Just had lunch not too long ago."

"Alright then... I’ll be upstairs. Call me if you need anything," she said with a wink, then leaned in to steal one more kiss before jogging up the stairs, her laughter trailing behind her.

James watched her disappear, a grin lingering on his lips — until Ralph cleared his throat loudly, drawing James’ attention back like a hook. And the grin on his face vanished.

James sighed and dropped onto the other side of the couch, placing his laptop on the table between them.

"Alright," he said, snapping into business mode. "Let’s get to it."

Ralph nodded and finally looked at him — the playfulness was gone. His usual smirk was replaced by solemnity and he had an analytical look in his eyes.

"So, I’ve compiled everything. Charts, graphs, tokenomics, launch timelines, early dev transactions. We’ve got a few solid candidates," Ralph said.

James nodded, as opened his laptop and booted it up.

Ralph watched him with a smile, as he leaned forward, cracked his knuckles, and smirked.

"Let’s make us stupid rich. Again." He smiled.

While he waited for his laptop to boot, James turned his attention to Ralph.

"So, what do we have? Show me the coins and tokens," he said.

Ralph leaned back slightly, with his eyes fixed on James.

"There are five coins," he said plainly. "Out of the thirty we filtered, these are the ones with the best potential — in terms of timing, hype, weak liquidity walls, predictable retail patterns, and dev wallet movement."

James nodded slowly, processing each term. He might not had understood them before, but after his first run with his own memecoin, they became a must-have knowledge.

"Five," he repeated. "Alright, show me."

Ralph turned his laptop toward James, then opened a browser window with a row of pinned tabs at the top.

"First one’s called NebulaNet (NBLN)," Ralph said, clicking the first tab.

The screen loaded to a minimalist site — a glowing galaxy-themed background with sci-fi typography.

"It’s a layer-1 blockchain with ’AI-powered smart routing’ as their tagline. Whitepaper is fluff, and the dev team is mostly anonymous except for one guy who’s supposedly a former Google engineer. Launched four weeks ago. Current market cap is $12 million." Ralph explained.

After he was done explaining on that, he clicked to another tab showing a chart.

"This thing had a huge spike in week two after a shill campaign on TikTok and Twitter. It’s stabilized since then. But here’s the kicker—" Ralph highlighted a transaction feed.

"The dev wallet moved 15% of the supply into five fresh wallets in the last 48 hours. They’re gearing up for a coordinated pump. Probably hoping to sell high and disappear."

James leaned in, with a curious and amused look on his face.

"So they’re about to bait retail?" He asked.

"Exactly. Which means we bait them first. Enter early, exit just before the peak. I’d put us at a five-day window, maybe less." Ralph replied.

James nodded again. "Alright. Next."

Ralph clicked to the second tab.

"SolaraVerse (SVR)," he said.

"GameFi. Garbage game, but that’s not what matters. What matters is their partnership announcement scheduled in three days — with a mid-tier Japanese exchange."

The site looked flashy — bright purple, animated galaxies, pixel avatars.

"Here’s what’s wild," Ralph continued, pulling up their token release calendar.

"They’re unlocking another 10% of supply during the announcement, but that info isn’t public. I got it from one of the devs. They’re gonna ride the hype wave, dump, then vanish."

James smirked when he heard this. It seem like everyone are thinking the same thing as him.

"Sounds like free money if we front-run the liquidity," he muttered.

"Exactly," Ralph nodded, and moved to the third tab.

"DigiGrow (DGR)," he said.

The site loaded — bright greens, cheesy animations of cartoon plants growing.

"Memecoin with a ’green crypto’ twist. Started as a joke, now it’s being pushed by a couple of green-energy influencers.

Low supply, only 60 million tokens, but the wallets are stupidly predictable. There’s this one guy who buys at the same RSI dip every time and triggers a follow-up spike."

Ralph clicked open a spreadsheet filled with timestamps.

"I’ve mapped his buys across 14 days. Dude is a whale and doesn’t even know how obvious he is."

James let out a quiet laugh, as he processed the information.

"So we ride his coattails?" He muttered.

"Yep. Get in right before him, ride the spike, exit halfway. This one’s safe and clean." Ralph replied.

"Next," he said, and clicked to the fourth tab.

"Zenith Protocol (ZNP). DeFi aggregator. They’ve got a real whitepaper, good branding, and a ton of noise on Reddit. But—" Ralph tapped his screen, "—they’ve been buying fake engagement. You can tell from the bot patterns on their Telegram group and Twitter followers."

He pulled up a burn wallet tracker.

"They also faked a token burn. Said they burned 20% of supply, but that wallet’s still active. They’re planning a PR stunt in a week — CNBC interview with their ’co-founder,’ which will spike price."

"That’s dirty." James whistled.

He understood just how crazy and bad this is. It just goes to show how crazy the memecoin space is.

People are trying their best to ape diamonds but what all the Devs have in mind is just to rug pull.

"Exactly. And we’re dirtier. In and out. Quick." Ralph said.

As someone who has been in the crypto space for so long, it can be said that he’s already desensitised to all these, as he has experienced his own fair share of rug pull and being left with dust.

He didn’t dwell on it as he moved to the final tab.

"AetherChain (ATHR). This one’s pure hype. It’s not even out yet. Pre-launch in three days. The whales from our own memecoin project are hyping it under burner accounts."

He showed James a Discord chat with anonymous usernames dropping clues and ’leaks’ about ATHR.

"I know it’s them because of the wallet trails. These guys are trying to repeat what they did with us. If we inject liquidity during launch, front-run them, and time our exit properly, we’ll be out with 5x before the rest of retail even figures out what happened."

James nodded slowly, his eyes scanning the data. He understood what the mofos are trying to do. He knew that they would had done the same with his own memecoin if it wasn’t for the fact that he was serious about it.

"Five coins. Five exit points. Five wins," he muttered.

Ralph nodded and leaned back with a grin.

"We do this right, James... You’re definitely meeting your goal of making $900 million."

James smiled when he heard what Ralph said. He knew that this was more important. He shouldn’t bother about the things he can’t fix.

At least, he’s making up for it by being a good Dev and his memecoin is still going strong, maintaining its current price of $15 per token.

"Alright," he said quietly. "Let’s move." He muttered.