The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Smashed fragments of gaming laptops litter the cracked asphalt of a deserted highway, the air thick with the smell of burned plastic and smoke. Uh, a functioning Ethereum-branded billboard somehow sticks out of the ground, pulsating a reddish light across the devastation. A massive, overturned semi-truck lies in the distance, its cargo hold spilling out thousands of Cryptopunk NFT prints, the papers somehow folding and rearranging themselves into ASCII art of Pepe the Frog. Like, a chunk of the truck's metal frame is melting, forming a small, perfectly circular puddle of liquid steel.