Scotty Narrates About His Adventures in a Faraway Galaxy and Talks About His WILD, WILD inVESTment Idea

📝Scotty’s log, Space date: 0068.4., Earth date: 07.23.2021.

⏱What If you had a lifetime opportunity and only one second for you to decide? Would you take it?

Me? I recklessly seized my chance. And now, looking back on how things worked out eventually, I would have definitely changed my mind if I had had that opportunity.

So, as you may have guessed, today’s entry is about faith and… trust.

🐹My old man used to say: “Just ’cause nature has endowed us with full, puffy cheeks doesn’t mean you have to stuff them with any shitcoin you find there in the wild.”

My pops’ saying came in handy when I was looking for a good investment idea.

📰Recently I read an ad in some lousy e-magazine about one persona who was selling an NFT; as she put it, “it is a digital piece of art, Leonardo himself would be jealous.”

Don’t know about Leonardo; personally, I’ve already started to get jealous.

***

🌌Never have I beamed over this far before. The landing was kind of heavy, with my back down, to be precise. “Need to calibrate the landing microprocessor,” — thought I, and rolled onto my back. I breathed as hard as I could. It was now when I realized it was a bad idea to drop running exercises in the wheel.

“I start training on Monday.” — I gave myself a little pat on the back and looked around. The single sign informed me I was in New Ethereum. By taking a closer look, I saw a pair of old gas pumps in a distant range.

“She must be in one of those.” — said I and headed down to the pumps.

***

🔔A bell tinkled as I opened the doors.

“Howdy!” — a woman in her thirties greeted me.
“You must be Steve. C’mon, come on in.”
“Hi! Actually, it’s Scott.”
“Okay, you’re the doctor.”
“Are you Dutsy?”
“In flesh and blood.” — the woman pulled a stool from behind the counter. “You need anything? Sucrose-milk syrup?”
“Yes, please.”
“Sure thing, honey. How was your journey? “ — Dutsy asked.
“Splendid. How’s your business?”
“Usual. You remind me of someone. Have we met before?”
“I don’t think so. Believe me, I would’ve remembered that.” — I replied.
“You look a lot like one of Mice’s boys.” She picked up the phone and dialed a number. “Hello, Bill? Hi, it’s Dutsy from the Pump Station. Could you get the squad down here? Your guy’s here. “

🔫I shifted uncomfortably in my seat, then stood up to leave, but Dutsy pulled a large .44 laser shotgun out from below the counter.

My beady eyes widened and became button eyes, and my little heart froze.

“Hey, this is all a big misunderstanding. We had a deal, remember?”
“I know, hon. But I also know you have the Validator. The squad should be here in five minutes. Give it to me, and you can go. No harmed.”
“Can’t do that. It works only with Teleport. Let’s talk. Just call your dogs off.” — I tried to tone down the wild and woolier aspects of the situation.

😈But she didn’t want to listen to me, so I had no choice but to teach her a couple of hamster’s kung-fu lessons.

***

“Please, no, I’m sorry, I’ll let you go.” She held her arms up defensively as she crouched on the ground.

💎I let her go before her friends showed up. I took her precious NFT along for free, too (don’t judge me, of course, I didn’t pay her — after all, she was the first who started the whole mess.)

Her “Mona Lisa”? What a hope! It was nothing but a pure fugazi.

They say the NFT market is akin to the Wild West. Well, that’s one of the reasons I’ve built Teleport with its NFT Validator feature — to make it more civilized.

📟With NFT Validator, you can verify all information about NFT, confirm its origin and value, show transaction history, and create certificates of authenticity; also, you can be assured your identity as the NFT author is safeguarded.

Secure NFT shopping, dear NFT beamers!

And one more thing.

Remember: Don’t let your yearnings get ahead of your earnings.

🖖🏼Scotty over and out.