This draconian plan, birthed from the fevered minds of DBA and the crypto oracle Hasu, seeks to immolate unissued tokens-those phantom riches promised to future emissions and community rewards. Even the Assistance Fund, once a beacon of hope, shall be consigned to the flames. And the sacred 1 billion supply cap? Abolished, like a forgotten decree of a fallen tsar. đŻď¸đĽ
Bitcoin Knots, that rebellious upstart that dared to steal the limelight from the mighty Bitcoin Core, has been the belle of the blockchain ball, Coin Dance reporting a meteoric rise as if it was the savior of some forgotten node proletariat.
In a tale that involves more drama than a soap opera season finale, Machi Big Brother sold a whopping $25.8 million worth of HYPE tokens, thus realizing a spectacular loss of $4.45 million. Yes, you read that right-he practically threw cash into the air like it was confetti, only it wasnât exactly celebratory. It was more like a “whoopsie-daisy” moment that had blockchain data analysts making grimaces while sipping their tea.
If youâve ever dreamed of paying for your morning coffee in Istanbulâs bustling bazaars or snagging souvenirs in Buenos Aires without breaking a sweat (or the bank), Plasma One might just be your new BFF. Itâs like a globetrotting card that says âNo fees? Yes, please!â to USDT transfers and serves up virtual cards faster than you can say âWhereâs my passport?â
In a move that can only be described as “blockchain goes mainstream,” Fnality, the fintech firm that’s basically rewriting how central banks play with money, raised a whopping $136 million in Series C funding. This is to expand their blockchain-based wholesale payment systems. It’s like the future, but with more banks and less sci-fi.
They declare their treasure map leads to an ever-growing heap of Ethereum, a stash valued at over $462 million, enough to make even the most hardened gold bug jealous. Not content with simply hoarding ETH, theyâre also busy tokenizing real-world stuff-houses, cars, perhaps the kitchen sink-anything that can be turned into a digital token and sold for a profit, or so they hope. Meanwhile, theyâre gobbling up their own shares-about half a million of âem at around $2.41-like a squirrel with a nut obsession. đĽ
According to Galeon CEO LoĂŻc Brotons, who presumably spends his days dreaming up ways to make healthcare sound cooler than it actually is, this partnership will integrate Samsungâs ultrasound equipment with Galeonâs electronic health record (EHR) platform. And get this-the EHR is already live in 18 interconnected hospitals across France, including Rouen University Hospital and Caen University Hospital. Because nothing says âcutting-edge innovationâ like a bunch of French hospitals sharing ultrasound data. đŤđˇ
Yet, amidst the chaos, some clever folks on the blockchain are whispering sweet nothings about *foundations* being laid for a golden future. Imagine that-the very data that makes traders toss their keyboards and scream, âBuy the dip!â suggests we might just be at the starting line of something big. Or, as the cynics say-wait for the capitulation fireworks-because when everyoneâs hopeless, that’s the perfect moment to pounce. Yep, a bit of history, a dash of despair, and voila, the phoenix may rise again. Or so they hope.
The on-chain perpetuals market-where contracts stretch like the horizon and funding rates hum like a lullaby-has seen volumes swell to nearly $700 billion in four weeks. Last 24 hours? A mere $42 billion. Capitalism, that old wolf in sheepâs clothing, has turned the land into a gold rush. From two protocols in 2022 to 80 today, the frontier is crowded, and Hyperliquidâs throne is a splintered bench.
