The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Shredded wires and crushed motherboards are scattered all over the bottom of the drained Olympic-sized swimming pool, while a lone 3D printer somehow managing to fabricate an endless supply of miniature Ethereum-branded satellites, its mechanical arms moving rapidly despite being half-submerged in stagnant water. The air's thick with the smell of burned circuit boards and ozone. Like, a miniature, functioning fusion reactor seems to be lodged in the pool's drain, casting an eerie blue glow over the devastation, while Andrew Tate's voice is somehow echoing off the concrete walls, loudly debating the merits of Proof-of-Stake versus Proof-of-Work.