Later that afternoon, in Tyler's room, he let out a deep breath with a bright smile on his face.
He had just gotten off call with David, after convincing him to help him to create three more trading accounts for him.
Naturally, when David heard Tyler's request, he was curious and wanted to know why he needed the account when he already had one.
Tyler explained to him that he needs the account for arbitrage trading—which shocked David even more.
He understood what arbitrage trading was and how it worked. From his understanding, the only way to do it effectively was by using a bot—a trading algorithm, to be precise.
But here was Tyler, asking for trading accounts to perform arbitrage. How was he planning to do that without taking massive losses?
Unless… he already had one. A trading algorithm. That would explain it.
But if that were the case, didn't he realize it was illegal for an individual to use one without proper clearance? Without institutional approval? Was he trying to get himself into trouble?
These were David's questions and fears, but Tyler did his best to alleviate them. He naturally knew that what he was doing was risky in the first place, and that was he was so worried about triggering regulatory flags.
Things with David had already been settled; all that was left now was securing the $10,000 needed to fund the initial deposits for the three new trading accounts—including his current one.
Tyler had already sent $2,500 to David for the first of the three new accounts.
Out of the $4,100 he withdrew that morning, he now had just over $600 left in his account.
But he wasn't worried. The money had gone toward something productive—and more would be coming in within a few days.
He planned to make another withdrawal from his current trading account in three days. That amount would cover the second account's initial deposit, with a decent sum left over.
The next withdrawal would come three days after that. It wouldn't be much, but it would make up for whatever shortfall remained.
By the third withdrawal, he'd likely be down to zero again—but that wasn't a problem. Another withdrawal was scheduled just two days later.
In total, he needed $7,500 more to fund the remaining two accounts. And based on his schedule, everything would be ready in six days.
"It's really a hassle spreading the withdrawals out like this, but it can't be helped," Tyler sighed.
With the matters related to the accounts already taken care of, Tyler could now focus on the next thing—the payment app idea.
He started fleshing it out. He took his time, making sure to map out every single part of it.
Unlike VaultX and VaultPrime, this was going to the most difficult project he has ever undertaken.
Unlike the first two that were like more advanced versions of future trading algorithms, this was completely different.
It involves a lot of things too delicate the Tyler to take it lightly. This was even more so with the fact that he intends to use it to move his money in the future.
Yes, Tyler intends to use the app to be routing his money. He intends to use it to replace his needs for traditional bank account. But that was still far out.
"If I was in a position of power, I wouldn't have to go through this stress," he muttered to himself.
The next moment, Tyler paused—his thoughts catching on something.
"Wait... That's it. A position of power."
No matter how much he thought about it, the conclusion was always the same. If he truly wanted to build an empire that could rival the monsters of the world—the ones who moved markets and governments with a whisper—then wealth alone wouldn't cut it.
He needed power. Not the shallow kind. Not just money, or influence, or clout. But real power—the kind that dug its claws into every sector, every institution, every system that mattered.
He had to control everything.
It was the only way to secure his future, protect his family, and crush anything that dared come for what he was going to build.
They say wealth is the downfall of a weak man. Tyler wouldn't be weak. And he sure as hell wouldn't let hyenas circle his throne.
And there's something they say about the tallest tree… It catches the most wind.
The bigger he got, the more eyes would be on him. The more power he gained, the more enemies he'd attract—those who feared him, envied him, or simply hated what they couldn't control.
That meant one thing: He couldn't just rise. He had to be untouchable.
Not just wealthy, but sovereign. Not just influential, but untouchable across every level—legally, financially, politically, and militarily.
Because once the storm comes—and it will—the only ones left standing are those who built roots deep enough to shake the earth itself.
"Why didn't I think of this in the first place? Even the idea to create 1,000 LLCs and have them all earn $500,000 each daily, totalling $500M wasn't something I thought through," he sighed heavily, slapping his forehead with all his might.
Even without being told, as someone that was very familiar with the world of finance, Tyler knew it. If he really goes with that plan of his, it would actually put him in trouble.
$500M—half a billion dollars—was a lot of money for an individual to have in cash all at once.
And bringing such amount daily? That was just him seeking his own demise, as those monsters will hunt him to the end of the world.
"Fuck!" Tyler cursed inwardly, collapsing onto his bed.
The more he thought about it, the more foolish he felt. A grown man in his past life. A financial professional. A regressor. And yet, here he was, making rookie mistakes because he got carried away.
"Change of plans then. Instead of 1,000, 10 LLCs will be enough. At least that won't scare David anymore. Damn it. I should had thought about this in the first place. Maybe I wasn't calm enough..." Tyler sighed heavily once more.
With ten LLCs, Tyler can easily and safely bring in $5M daily. He won't have to worry about regulatory flags and whatnots.
Though it wasn't close to the amount he would need, but it would be enough for his new plan.
As for what his new plan? Well, he needs the LLCs first to actually think of putting it into action.
The next thing Tyler did was to put a call through to David. He was glad that he was still looking for another job and was at home all day, or he would be worried about disturbing him. Not that he wasn't already doing that.
The call went through and picked on the second ring. Tyler immediately started explaining to David that he no longer need the 1,000 LLCs and that all he needs was ten.
David naturally asked questions—like why he reduced the number and all that. Tyler gave believable answers but he was just lying through his teeth.
After that, Tyler asked David that if he could proceed with creating the LLCs immediately, as he had reduced the number.
There was a long silence, before David sighed and told him that he would start with it tomorrow. He told Tyler that he should start getting initial deposit for the LLCs business bank accounts ready.
Tyler told him that he wants them in Delaware, thanked him and hung up. He smiled to himself in satisfaction. He felt that he had already made a bit of progress.
The plan to create trading accounts for VaultPrime still stands. And while that was happening, the LLCs will be created.
After they are created, business bank accounts comes next and after that are the multiple trading accounts with institutional clearance for each LLCs
Using these accounts, VaultX and VaultPrime would start racking in the desired amount daily.
Only then can he proceed with his plan.
"Everything should fall into place in a week time."