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《2026: The 'Elegant' Collapse of a Hardcore Female Web3 Coder》
My name is Sophie, a determined Ethereum Layer 2 developer. In this era where everyone is hyping up meme coins, I still insist on seeking 'poetry and distant lands' in code. But recently, reality has given me three loud slaps in the face:
* Regarding the 'decentralization' family war:
To support DePIN (Decentralized Physical Infrastructure), I secretly installed three high-power network resource nodes in the living room without my husband's knowledge.
Yesterday, he exploded: 'Sophie, the noise in our house is like being at an airport, and the electricity bill is like we're running a factory, while the tokens you've mined aren't even enough to cover this month's property fees!'
I pushed up my black-framed glasses and calmly replied: 'What do you know? I'm contributing computing power to a globally distributed network.'
Inside, my heart was bleeding: the project team of that project had just run away yesterday, and my computing power is now all for love.
* Regarding the disillusionment of 'technical faith':
I spent a month writing a 50-page white paper, arguing how to solve the governance deadlock of L2 through 'non-interactive zero-knowledge proofs.' I sent it to an investor from a large company.
Today I received a reply, which was just one sentence: 'Sophie, the technology is great, but we only invest in projects where the founder is under 20, good-looking, and can engage with Powell on Twitter at any moment. Yours is too 'hard'; the market can't bite.'
* Regarding the dimensionality reduction of 'macroeconomic regulation':
Tonight, the Federal Reserve is having a meeting. I was staring at the screen analyzing the on-chain data of L2 when suddenly Powell opened his mouth and released a hawkish signal of 'potential interest rate hikes.'
I watched as BTC drew a vertical green line straight to the floor from $91,000.
I looked at the screen filled with green light, silently closed the IDE code editor, and replied: 'That's fine; my assets are now very 'lightweight' and are almost returning to nothingness.'
Conclusion:
Late at night, I sat in front of the computer, looking at the unfinished bugs and the dazzling neon outside the window.
I posted on social media: 'Code doesn’t lie, but the people who write code can go bankrupt. In 2026, the highest level of security is not your private key, but the annuity insurance your mom urged you to buy last year.'
My name is Sophie, a determined Ethereum Layer 2 developer. In this era where everyone is hyping up meme coins, I still insist on seeking 'poetry and distant lands' in code. But recently, reality has given me three loud slaps in the face:
* Regarding the 'decentralization' family war:
To support DePIN (Decentralized Physical Infrastructure), I secretly installed three high-power network resource nodes in the living room without my husband's knowledge.
Yesterday, he exploded: 'Sophie, the noise in our house is like being at an airport, and the electricity bill is like we're running a factory, while the tokens you've mined aren't even enough to cover this month's property fees!'
I pushed up my black-framed glasses and calmly replied: 'What do you know? I'm contributing computing power to a globally distributed network.'
Inside, my heart was bleeding: the project team of that project had just run away yesterday, and my computing power is now all for love.
* Regarding the disillusionment of 'technical faith':
I spent a month writing a 50-page white paper, arguing how to solve the governance deadlock of L2 through 'non-interactive zero-knowledge proofs.' I sent it to an investor from a large company.
Today I received a reply, which was just one sentence: 'Sophie, the technology is great, but we only invest in projects where the founder is under 20, good-looking, and can engage with Powell on Twitter at any moment. Yours is too 'hard'; the market can't bite.'
* Regarding the dimensionality reduction of 'macroeconomic regulation':
Tonight, the Federal Reserve is having a meeting. I was staring at the screen analyzing the on-chain data of L2 when suddenly Powell opened his mouth and released a hawkish signal of 'potential interest rate hikes.'
I watched as BTC drew a vertical green line straight to the floor from $91,000.
I looked at the screen filled with green light, silently closed the IDE code editor, and replied: 'That's fine; my assets are now very 'lightweight' and are almost returning to nothingness.'
Conclusion:
Late at night, I sat in front of the computer, looking at the unfinished bugs and the dazzling neon outside the window.
I posted on social media: 'Code doesn’t lie, but the people who write code can go bankrupt. In 2026, the highest level of security is not your private key, but the annuity insurance your mom urged you to buy last year.'
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