Chapter 3:
The NFT Oasis

he portal crossing was brief but sharp—like plunging into cold water, except instead of water, they were enveloped by streams of shimmering code.

he portal crossing was brief but sharp—like plunging into cold water, except instead of water, they were enveloped by streams of shimmering code. When the team emerged, they faced a completely unfamiliar world.

When the team emerged, they faced a completely unfamiliar world.

Underfoot stretched a smooth glass surface, reflecting a radiant sky woven with code patterns. In the distance, glitch effects streaked by, creating the illusion of a world constantly rebooting.

Holographic NFT images glided through the air: some were masterpieces of digital art, sparkling with neon colors; others were distorted, mangled JPEGs, meaningless but once worth a fortune.

When the team emerged, they faced a completely unfamiliar world.

Underfoot stretched a smooth glass surface, reflecting a radiant sky woven with code patterns. In the distance, glitch effects streaked by, creating the illusion of a world constantly rebooting.

Holographic NFT images glided through the air: some were masterpieces of digital art, sparkling with neon colors; others were distorted, mangled JPEGs, meaningless but once worth a fortune.

Giant server towers loomed around the perimeter. Their walls were covered with running contract strings, emitting a faint bluish glow, like the network’s very breath.

Underfoot stretched a smooth glass surface, reflecting a radiant sky woven with code patterns. In the distance, glitch effects streaked by, creating the illusion of a world constantly rebooting.

Holographic NFT images glided through the air: some were masterpieces of digital art, sparkling with neon colors; others were distorted, mangled JPEGs, meaningless but once worth a fortune.

Giant server towers loomed around the perimeter. Their walls were covered with running contract strings, emitting a faint bluish glow, like the network’s very breath.

Giant server towers loomed around the perimeter. Their walls were covered with running contract strings, emitting a faint bluish glow, like the network’s very breath.

At the Oasis’s center, a massive cube rotated slowly, composed of thousands of tiny NFTs. Its surface constantly shifted: faces, symbols, and abstract patterns formed and dissolved to the rhythm of pulsating music echoing from the surrounding space.

Among the displays and screens, strange figures wandered slowly—collectors, traders, and AIs in digital robes. They observed the buying and selling processes, like eternal guardians of this ever-changing world.

At the Oasis’s center, a massive cube rotated slowly, composed of thousands of tiny NFTs. Its surface constantly shifted: faces, symbols, and abstract patterns formed and dissolved to the rhythm of pulsating music echoing from the surrounding space.

Among the displays and screens, strange figures wandered slowly—collectors, traders, and AIs in digital robes. They observed the buying and selling processes, like eternal guardians of this ever-changing world.

At the Oasis’s center, a massive cube rotated slowly, composed of thousands of tiny NFTs. Its surface constantly shifted: faces, symbols, and abstract patterns formed and dissolved to the rhythm of pulsating music echoing from the surrounding space.

Among the displays and screens, strange figures wandered slowly—collectors, traders, and AIs in digital robes. They observed the buying and selling processes, like eternal guardians of this ever-changing world.

BitCat looked around.

—“This is the worst and best place at the same time,” he said.

ShibaCode sniffed, inhaling the —“scent” of overheated digital space.

—“Smells like JPEGs and burned deals.”

HedgeLedger studied the glass floor beneath, where faint traces of past transactions lingered.

—“Everything here leaves a mark. Even errors.”

HamsterTrade looked up at the spinning cube in the center.

—“How do we find something real in this neon mess?”

The answer came unexpectedly.

A message materialized in the air, like an oracle:

Find the First Blockchain Relic. The next key lies within it.

BitCat clenched his paws.

—“So, somewhere here is an artifact where it all began…”

BitCat looked around.

—“This is the worst and best place at the same time,” he said.

ShibaCode sniffed, inhaling the —“scent” of overheated digital space.

—“Smells like JPEGs and burned deals.”

HedgeLedger studied the glass floor beneath, where faint traces of past transactions lingered.

—“Everything here leaves a mark. Even errors.”

HamsterTrade looked up at the spinning cube in the center.

—“How do we find something real in this neon mess?”

The answer came unexpectedly.

A message materialized in the air, like an oracle:

Find the First Blockchain Relic. The next key lies within it.

BitCat clenched his paws.

—“So, somewhere here is an artifact where it all began…”

BitCat looked around.

—“This is the worst and best place at the same time,” he said.

ShibaCode sniffed, inhaling the —“scent” of overheated digital space.

—“Smells like JPEGs and burned deals.”

HedgeLedger studied the glass floor beneath, where faint traces of past transactions lingered.

—“Everything here leaves a mark. Even errors.”

HamsterTrade looked up at the spinning cube in the center.

—“How do we find something real in this neon mess?”

The answer came unexpectedly.

A message materialized in the air, like an oracle:

Find the First Blockchain Relic. The next key lies within it.

BitCat clenched his paws.

—“So, somewhere here is an artifact where it all began…”

The team ventured deeper into the Oasis.

They passed displays showcasing all kinds of NFTs: from pixelated cats and dogs to giant animated apes and abstract patterns.

Some images dissolved into pixel clouds upon approach, vanishing forever. Others flared brighter, luring seekers with promises of rarity and wealth.

At one display, ShibaCode stopped.

—“Look! A 2010 NFT-pizza! It’s practically a holy relic!”

HamsterTrade pressed against the glass.

—“Maybe that’s the relic?”

HedgeLedger analyzed the data.

—“No. It’s just a meme they laughed about back then.”

BitCat stepped forward.

—“We’re looking for something older… maybe tied to the very first transaction.”

As they moved toward the Oasis’s center, the world grew more distorted.

Some NFTs flickered aggressively, flashing their price tags right in the heroes’ faces. Digital shadow-sellers whispered enticing words about —“incredible profits” and —“last chances to moon.”

The team ventured deeper into the Oasis.

They passed displays showcasing all kinds of NFTs: from pixelated cats and dogs to giant animated apes and abstract patterns.

Some images dissolved into pixel clouds upon approach, vanishing forever. Others flared brighter, luring seekers with promises of rarity and wealth.

At one display, ShibaCode stopped.

—“Look! A 2010 NFT-pizza! It’s practically a holy relic!”

HamsterTrade pressed against the glass.

—“Maybe that’s the relic?”

HedgeLedger analyzed the data.

—“No. It’s just a meme they laughed about back then.”

BitCat stepped forward.

—“We’re looking for something older… maybe tied to the very first transaction.”

As they moved toward the Oasis’s center, the world grew more distorted.

Some NFTs flickered aggressively, flashing their price tags right in the heroes’ faces. Digital shadow-sellers whispered enticing words about —“incredible profits” and —“last chances to moon.”

The team ventured deeper into the Oasis.

They passed displays showcasing all kinds of NFTs: from pixelated cats and dogs to giant animated apes and abstract patterns.

Some images dissolved into pixel clouds upon approach, vanishing forever. Others flared brighter, luring seekers with promises of rarity and wealth.

At one display, ShibaCode stopped.

—“Look! A 2010 NFT-pizza! It’s practically a holy relic!”

HamsterTrade pressed against the glass.

—“Maybe that’s the relic?”

HedgeLedger analyzed the data.

—“No. It’s just a meme they laughed about back then.”

BitCat stepped forward.

—“We’re looking for something older… maybe tied to the very first transaction.”

As they moved toward the Oasis’s center, the world grew more distorted.

Some NFTs flickered aggressively, flashing their price tags right in the heroes’ faces. Digital shadow-sellers whispered enticing words about —“incredible profits” and —“last chances to moon.”

At one display, BitCat paused.

On the stand hung an old, nearly faded image: a simple wallet, hand-drawn in the style of early graphic apps.

No effects, no animation. Just a line below:

The first NFT based on a real transaction.

BitCat froze.

—“This is it.”

As he reached to touch the image, the space trembled. The cube at the Oasis’s center blazed with light.

From within shot a new artifact—the third key.

The team rushed forward.

ShibaCode grabbed the artifact first.

—“Now that’s a find!”

The Oracle’s voice echoed above:

—“Well done. Your next target is the Cold Ledger. Prepare to dive into the frozen depths of the blockchain.”

A new portal opened in the air: an icy vortex spiraled into a clear path, leading to a new dimension.

BitCat eyed the portal warily.

—“Cold Ledger, huh… Hope there aren’t any NFT-spiders.”

HamsterTrade mentally counted their earned tokens.

—“We can’t sell this key, right? Even for a good price?”

HedgeLedger gave him a stern look.

—“Balance matters more than profit.”

ShibaCode smirked.

—“But if we stumble on secret NFTs… I’m in.”

The team gathered. One by one, they stepped into the icy portal, ready to face the blockchain’s oldest and coldest secrets.

At one display, BitCat paused.

On the stand hung an old, nearly faded image: a simple wallet, hand-drawn in the style of early graphic apps.

No effects, no animation. Just a line below:

The first NFT based on a real transaction.

BitCat froze.

—“This is it.”

As he reached to touch the image, the space trembled. The cube at the Oasis’s center blazed with light.

From within shot a new artifact—the third key.

The team rushed forward.

ShibaCode grabbed the artifact first.

—“Now that’s a find!”

The Oracle’s voice echoed above:

—“Well done. Your next target is the Cold Ledger. Prepare to dive into the frozen depths of the blockchain.”

A new portal opened in the air: an icy vortex spiraled into a clear path, leading to a new dimension.

BitCat eyed the portal warily.

—“Cold Ledger, huh… Hope there aren’t any NFT-spiders.”

HamsterTrade mentally counted their earned tokens.

—“We can’t sell this key, right? Even for a good price?”

HedgeLedger gave him a stern look.

—“Balance matters more than profit.”

ShibaCode smirked.

—“But if we stumble on secret NFTs… I’m in.”

The team gathered. One by one, they stepped into the icy portal, ready to face the blockchain’s oldest and coldest secrets.

At one display, BitCat paused.

On the stand hung an old, nearly faded image: a simple wallet, hand-drawn in the style of early graphic apps.

No effects, no animation. Just a line below:

The first NFT based on a real transaction.

BitCat froze.

—“This is it.”

As he reached to touch the image, the space trembled. The cube at the Oasis’s center blazed with light.

From within shot a new artifact—the third key.

The team rushed forward.

ShibaCode grabbed the artifact first.

—“Now that’s a find!”

The Oracle’s voice echoed above:

—“Well done. Your next target is the Cold Ledger. Prepare to dive into the frozen depths of the blockchain.”

A new portal opened in the air: an icy vortex spiraled into a clear path, leading to a new dimension.

BitCat eyed the portal warily.

—“Cold Ledger, huh… Hope there aren’t any NFT-spiders.”

HamsterTrade mentally counted their earned tokens.

—“We can’t sell this key, right? Even for a good price?”

HedgeLedger gave him a stern look.

—“Balance matters more than profit.”

ShibaCode smirked.

—“But if we stumble on secret NFTs… I’m in.”

The team gathered. One by one, they stepped into the icy portal, ready to face the blockchain’s oldest and coldest secrets.

Connect

he portal crossing was brief but sharp—like plunging into cold water, except instead of water, they were enveloped by streams of shimmering code.

he portal crossing was brief but sharp—like plunging into cold water, except instead of water, they were enveloped by streams of shimmering code. When the team emerged, they faced a completely unfamiliar world.

When the team emerged, they faced a completely unfamiliar world.

Underfoot stretched a smooth glass surface, reflecting a radiant sky woven with code patterns. In the distance, glitch effects streaked by, creating the illusion of a world constantly rebooting.

Holographic NFT images glided through the air: some were masterpieces of digital art, sparkling with neon colors; others were distorted, mangled JPEGs, meaningless but once worth a fortune.

When the team emerged, they faced a completely unfamiliar world.Underfoot stretched a smooth glass surface, reflecting a radiant sky woven with code patterns. In the distance, glitch effects streaked by, creating the illusion of a world constantly rebooting.

Holographic NFT images glided through the air: some were masterpieces of digital art, sparkling with neon colors; others were distorted, mangled JPEGs, meaningless but once worth a fortune.

Giant server towers loomed around the perimeter. Their walls were covered with running contract strings, emitting a faint bluish glow, like the network’s very breath.

Underfoot stretched a smooth glass surface, reflecting a radiant sky woven with code patterns. In the distance, glitch effects streaked by, creating the illusion of a world constantly rebooting.

Holographic NFT images glided through the air: some were masterpieces of digital art, sparkling with neon colors; others were distorted, mangled JPEGs, meaningless but once worth a fortune.

Giant server towers loomed around the perimeter. Their walls were covered with running contract strings, emitting a faint bluish glow, like the network’s very breath.

Giant server towers loomed around the perimeter. Their walls were covered with running contract strings, emitting a faint bluish glow, like the network’s very breath.

At the Oasis’s center, a massive cube rotated slowly, composed of thousands of tiny NFTs. Its surface constantly shifted: faces, symbols, and abstract patterns formed and dissolved to the rhythm of pulsating music echoing from the surrounding space.

Among the displays and screens, strange figures wandered slowly—collectors, traders, and AIs in digital robes. They observed the buying and selling processes, like eternal guardians of this ever-changing world.

At the Oasis’s center, a massive cube rotated slowly, composed of thousands of tiny NFTs. Its surface constantly shifted: faces, symbols, and abstract patterns formed and dissolved to the rhythm of pulsating music echoing from the surrounding space.

Among the displays and screens, strange figures wandered slowly—collectors, traders, and AIs in digital robes. They observed the buying and selling processes, like eternal guardians of this ever-changing world.

At the Oasis’s center, a massive cube rotated slowly, composed of thousands of tiny NFTs. Its surface constantly shifted: faces, symbols, and abstract patterns formed and dissolved to the rhythm of pulsating music echoing from the surrounding space.

Among the displays and screens, strange figures wandered slowly—collectors, traders, and AIs in digital robes. They observed the buying and selling processes, like eternal guardians of this ever-changing world.

BitCat looked around.

—“This is the worst and best place at the same time,” he said.

ShibaCode sniffed, inhaling the —“scent” of overheated digital space.

—“Smells like JPEGs and burned deals.”

HedgeLedger studied the glass floor beneath, where faint traces of past transactions lingered.

—“Everything here leaves a mark. Even errors.”

HamsterTrade looked up at the spinning cube in the center.

—“How do we find something real in this neon mess?”

The answer came unexpectedly.

A message materialized in the air, like an oracle:

Find the First Blockchain Relic. The next key lies within it.

BitCat clenched his paws.

—“So, somewhere here is an artifact where it all began…”

BitCat looked around.

—“This is the worst and best place at the same time,” he said.

ShibaCode sniffed, inhaling the —“scent” of overheated digital space.

—“Smells like JPEGs and burned deals.”

HedgeLedger studied the glass floor beneath, where faint traces of past transactions lingered.

—“Everything here leaves a mark. Even errors.”

HamsterTrade looked up at the spinning cube in the center.

—“How do we find something real in this neon mess?”

The answer came unexpectedly.

A message materialized in the air, like an oracle:

Find the First Blockchain Relic. The next key lies within it.

BitCat clenched his paws.

—“So, somewhere here is an artifact where it all began…”

BitCat looked around.

—“This is the worst and best place at the same time,” he said.

ShibaCode sniffed, inhaling the —“scent” of overheated digital space.

—“Smells like JPEGs and burned deals.”

HedgeLedger studied the glass floor beneath, where faint traces of past transactions lingered.

—“Everything here leaves a mark. Even errors.”

HamsterTrade looked up at the spinning cube in the center.

—“How do we find something real in this neon mess?”

The answer came unexpectedly.

A message materialized in the air, like an oracle:

Find the First Blockchain Relic. The next key lies within it.

BitCat clenched his paws.

—“So, somewhere here is an artifact where it all began…”

The team ventured deeper into the Oasis.

They passed displays showcasing all kinds of NFTs: from pixelated cats and dogs to giant animated apes and abstract patterns.

Some images dissolved into pixel clouds upon approach, vanishing forever. Others flared brighter, luring seekers with promises of rarity and wealth.

At one display, ShibaCode stopped.

—“Look! A 2010 NFT-pizza! It’s practically a holy relic!”

HamsterTrade pressed against the glass.

—“Maybe that’s the relic?”

HedgeLedger analyzed the data.

—“No. It’s just a meme they laughed about back then.”

BitCat stepped forward.

—“We’re looking for something older… maybe tied to the very first transaction.”

As they moved toward the Oasis’s center, the world grew more distorted.

Some NFTs flickered aggressively, flashing their price tags right in the heroes’ faces. Digital shadow-sellers whispered enticing words about —“incredible profits” and —“last chances to moon.”

The team ventured deeper into the Oasis.

They passed displays showcasing all kinds of NFTs: from pixelated cats and dogs to giant animated apes and abstract patterns.

Some images dissolved into pixel clouds upon approach, vanishing forever. Others flared brighter, luring seekers with promises of rarity and wealth.

At one display, ShibaCode stopped.

—“Look! A 2010 NFT-pizza! It’s practically a holy relic!”

HamsterTrade pressed against the glass.

—“Maybe that’s the relic?”

When the team emerged, they faced a completely unfamiliar world.

Underfoot stretched a smooth glass surface, reflecting a radiant sky woven with code patterns. In the distance, glitch effects streaked by, creating the illusion of a world constantly rebooting.