I Inherited 5,000 Years of Family Property

"Dean, it looks like that Lord's youngest son has taken a liking to you."

"Taken a liking to me?" Zhang Menglong instinctively performed a kegel exercise.

"Not in that way," Gou Dan said with an exasperated tone, "he seems to be trying to cozy up to you."

"Cozy up to me for what?" Zhang Menglong asked curiously, "I'm just a penniless guy right now, can't even afford to park a spaceship."

"Dean, you just released some of your own power, I guess that Ireel must have felt it," Gou Dan said.

"Just that? And he wants to cozy up to me because of it?"

"Dean, you have no idea," Gou Dan explained, "even a Level Two civilization's Lord, at best, would be Level Four life forms, and according to some data I just collected, in the entire Izek civilization, there's only one Level Four life form—the Civilization Lord, that is."

"That weak?" Zhang Menglong couldn't help but show a look of disdain. And this is an Advanced Civilization?

"Give me a break, Dean. Do you think every civilization is like your Earth?" Gou Dan scoffed, "Without the Super God Academy, the strongest on Earth would merely be Level Two life forms at best. That's the level a Level One civilization should be at."

"And why should I be humble about the kingdom that my ancestors fought for with their own skill?"

...

Transportation from Izek civilization's satellite to their homeworld was via large spaceships, acting like shuttle buses.

The spaceship was fast and very stable, and the fee was included in the parking deposit. It took Zhang Menglong only ten minutes to enter the atmosphere of the Izek civilization.

From high above, Zhang Menglong saw for the first time what a Level Two civilization was really like. Scenes from sci-fi movies were almost entirely replicated in this city brimming with a sense of technology.

Those intricate overhead rail systems, the metallic skyscrapers, and the transportation vehicles he had never seen before—they all wildly assaulted Zhang Menglong's visual limits.

At this moment, he could think of no other adjective than "awesome."

"Dean, on most planets with High-Grade Civilizations, you're not allowed to fly around at will!"

Zhang Menglong was about to take off when Gou Dan immediately stopped him.

"Then how am I supposed to get there?" Zhang Menglong was dumbfounded. On this planet, there was only one virtual branch of the Cosmic Bank, which according to the map, was almost on the other side of the planet.

"The electromagnetic railcar," Gou Dan said, "those tracks above us. Traveling at normal speed, it'll take at most an hour or two to get there. It's just as convenient as the subway on Earth."

"Good grief," Zhang Menglong had never heard of any subway that could travel half the planet's circumference in one or two hours. In that time, he could only travel from the starting station of Line One to the endpoint in Jiangnan City.

"Wait, where are you going?" Gou Dan asked.

"Obviously, to take that electromagnetic railcar!"

"You got money for it? Even just to ride the railcar? Although it's part of the public transportation and pretty cheap, it still costs money!"

"My bad," Zhang Menglong patted his totally empty pocket, realizing money makes the world go round. If he had to walk there, it would be dozens of times farther than Tang Sanzang's journey to the West.

"Dean, there's no need for you to rush like this," Gou Dan opined, "even if you reach the bank, without a Universal Citizenship ID card, you won't be able to conduct any business anyway, and you might even get arrested for being undocumented—no one will bail you out this time."

"This is way too troublesome, isn't it?" Zhang Menglong was speechless. Did that mean he couldn't do anything until he got his Universal Citizen ID card? Who knew when Ireel would get it done for him.

"Can't I handle it myself?"

"How can you do that when you haven't joined any member civilization of the Universal Alliance?"

"Don't tell me that with such advanced cosmic civilizations, there aren't a few who make fake IDs?"

"Principal, don't judge cosmic civilizations by the standards of Earth; it makes you look pretty dumb," Gou Dan could barely tolerate Zhang Menglong's ignorance of the wider world.

"Forget it, I just have to figure out a way to make money," Zhang Menglong muttered to himself, "with all my incredible skills, I shouldn't have any problem making a living, right?"

"Principal, with your current skills in pharmacology and artifact refining, you would be considered a high-grade talent in any high-grade civilization and would be eligible for high-grade talent certification. But all of these require you to have a proper identity," Gou Dan said. "With your current situation, you have to make quick money!"

"Quick money?" Zhang Menglong immediately revealed a sleazy smile. "Like robbing a bank?"

"There are some ways of making money that are even faster than robbing banks!" Gou Dan said. "Isn't there something called 'stone gambling' on Earth?"

"You mean to tell me that even such advanced civilizations still mess with that old-fashioned stuff? Seriously?" Zhang Menglong teased. "With such high-level civilization, can't they see through those worthless rocks? That's too weak."

"The principle's similar, but it's a bit different," Gou Dan explained. "Diamonds and gold are worthless in cosmic civilizations. The most valuable things are energy crystals and rare metals, which must be refined from particular ores. As for energy crystals, they are naturally formed and contained within a type of Zidel ore."

"Energy crystals?"

"Ships from civilizations below Level Three or similar technological products are driven by chemical fuel or other forms of energy. But ships from civilizations beyond Level Three are powered by energy crystals. Moreover, energy crystals can not only be used as power sources but also to elevate life levels."

"Wow, sounds pretty badass," Zhang Menglong said. He had read plenty of sci-fi and fantasy novels and had a rough idea of what these things were.

"However, this Zidel ore is very special. It is a product formed under high temperature and pressure during the cosmic big bang, containing a layer of dust from that era, which can almost block all electromagnetic wave detection. No technological means can see whether there is a Cosmic Crystal inside."

"So what, I have superpowers? I don't understand this stuff either," Zhang Menglong retorted.

"Ah, but you actually do have that superpower!" Gou Dan said. "Didn't you learn the Sharingan from Uchiha Itachi? Chakra is essentially a form of energy, enabling you to see through everything to its essence. It can also penetrate this dust cloud."

"Really?" At this, Zhang Menglong perked up. The thought of making money was enough to wake him up!

"There's a problem, though," Gou Dan said. "You need capital to buy Zidel ore..."

"Then what's the point of bringing it up!" Zhang Menglong was exasperated. "I might as well just go rob a bank!"

"Hold on!" Gou Dan suddenly had an idea. "Principal, isn't Ireel trying to cozy up to you? Just borrow some money from him!"

"Right, I can pay it back!" The thought straightened Zhang Menglong's back instantly. If he could borrow money based on his abilities, why not do it?

He immediately had Gou Dan try to contact Ireel, and in less than a few minutes, they got through.

"Brother Zhang Menglong, are you encountering any difficulties?" Ireel's holographic image appeared in front of Zhang Menglong.

"Uh, would it be convenient for you to lend me some money?" Zhang Menglong asked. "I'll pay you back double! If you don't trust me, I can pledge my spaceship to you!"