I Inherited 5,000 Years of Family Property

"Wuhu!"

Zhang Menglong arrived at the second level, because the first level had a reception hall, and the entire first area included the workspace, purchasing area, and more, whereas the sales area occupied less than a third of the first level.

Moving up to the second level and above, almost all areas were counters selling ores, with each level displaying about 100,000 ores for sale.

In Zhang Menglong's eyes, all these things had already equated to money. If his luck remained as it had been, he could even pay off the borrowed 8 billion entirely, fulfilling his promise to repay double.

"Sharingan, activate!" The Magatama in Zhang Menglong's pupils started spinning once again.

"Magic power goes round and round, I think of you until..." He hummed an internet song that had once brainwashed him while aimlessly wandering in the sales area, followed by a large crowd of gamblers stirring up excitement.

"What? Did this young man just uncover 12 Energy Crystals?"

"And they are a hundred percent Crystal Stones?"

"What young man? That's a master, don't you know the rules? Even though the master says it's all luck, do you think any luck can have such odds?"

"What master? Can't you speak properly? That's my mentor, show some respect when you talk!"

"Nonsense, when did he ever say he'd take you as an apprentice? That's clearly my father!"

...

"This one! This one! This one! Jot them all down for me. I pick one, and you help me handle one!"

Zhang Menglong's actions had spread from the first floor to the floors above, and all the staff were aware that someone had come to shake things up today.

But what can you say? He's genuinely buying ores. As a merchant, if you don't sell, people will say you can't play the game and soon your reputation will stink.

Sell them, and if the situation from earlier is replicated in the entire second level's exhibition hall, then this time the losses could directly exceed ten billion Izek Crystal Coins!

But the staff hadn't received any instructions yet, so they could only serve Zhang Menglong with the attitude that the customer is always right.

This time, Zhang Menglong picked out 42 ores, but his luck wasn't as good this time; there were no Level Two Crystal Stones.

As the equipment in the workspace started up again, exclamations rose and fell among the onlookers.

Had they not seen it with their own eyes, who would believe someone could hit the target every single time?

42 Energy Crystals, all the appraisers on the second floor switched to a high-load working mode.

"A-grade quality, 22.8 grams, 4.25 million!"

"S-grade quality, 25.2 grams, 5.62 million!"

...

The 42 Energy Crystals brought Zhang Menglong a fortune close to 200 million Izek Crystal Coins.

"The rest are just waste stones. Keep moving up!"

Zhang Menglong, like a money-making machine, began sweeping through the floors. Every floor he passed, all the Zidel ores containing Energy Crystals in the display rooms were swept clean.

On the first floor, Zhang Menglong earned close to 6 billion, with the factory scrapping ores worth over 2 billion!

On the second floor, Zhang Menglong earned 200 million, and the ore factory directly scrapped ores valued at nearly 9 billion!

On the third attempt, Zhang Menglong had earned 250 million while the ore factory scrapped ores worth 12 billion!

When he reached the fourth level, a very formally dressed man from the Izek civilization approached Zhang Menglong.

"Good day, sir. May I have a word with you?"

"Of course," Zhang Menglong laughed, knowing that such actions of his would definitely prompt some reaction from the upper management of this factory—after all, no one liked to see their company bleeding money.

"What is it?" Zhang Menglong asked.

"Let me introduce myself first, sir. I am Sliche, the Sales Director at the Ipek Ore Company," the man introduced himself, "You are quite skilled, sir. I just heard that you managed to identify ores containing Energy Baryte among so many, and even achieved a hundred percent accuracy rate."

"Hahaha, I just happen to be lucky," Zhang Menglong laughed.

"Whether it's luck or not, I think you know better than I do," the man said, "I feel that sometimes, it's better to stop while one is ahead, wouldn't you agree?"

"What do you mean?" Zhang Menglong sensed a threatening undertone in those words.

"This is a little something from our company." Sliche handed a Crystal Card to Zhang Menglong, identical to the one Ireel had given him, which was also an anonymous bank savings card, "There are 10 billion Izek Crystal Coins in here. I hope you can call it quits."

"Alright, let's stop here for today," Zhang Menglong said. "I'll come back tomorrow!"

"Sir, don't be too excessive!"

"You only offer 10 billion!" Zhang Menglong frowned, "I borrowed 80 billion from my friend, and I promised to pay him back double. If you're willing to give me 160 billion, I won't come here anymore."

"You're exploiting a crisis!" Sliche exclaimed, "Sir, do you realize what kind of backing our company has? No one can become a representative for the Zidel ore without significant backing. I am asking you politely to leave now, and I hope you won't push your luck!"

"Exploiting a crisis?" Zhang Menglong shook his head and retorted, "What's the point in robbery? Does robbery bring money faster than gambling on Energy Baryte?"

This statement stumped Sliche indeed, since Zhang Menglong had earned over 60 billion in a short time. Even if he were to rob a regular bank of the Izek civilization, he might only manage to get tens of millions in cash.

And to rob the Cosmic Bank? Firstly, the Cosmic Bank only had virtual branches here; secondly, no one in the entire universe yet possessed both the capability and the audacity to do so.

"You're an outsider, aren't you?" Sliche suddenly narrowed his eyes.

"That's right."

"You may choose to continue, but the moment you leave the Izek civilization, I cannot guarantee what might happen to your spaceship."

"Are you threatening me?" If there had been only hints before, now the threats were undeniable. "Do you know that I hate being threatened the most?"

Zhang Menglong pointed to a nearby notice board, "It says here the extraction rate for Level One ore is five per thousand, but after going around a few times, I'm afraid even five per ten thousand isn't reached, is it? The discrepancy is tenfold. You make money through deception, and I make money through skill. We should not interfere with each other!"

"You!" The complexion of the sales director changed immediately—it was true, they had been passing off subpar goods as quality ones, and based on the real extraction rate, it indeed wasn't even five per ten thousand, yet their pricing was based on five per thousand.

If their customers learned this, the consequences would be indeed terrifying.

This young man could not only find all the Crystal Stones but even accurately mention the extraction rates; he surely had a treasure on him!

"Actually, I was planning to earn 160 billion and then leave," Zhang Menglong said, "after all, there's a saying about leaving wiggle room for future encounters, but it seems you're not quite appreciative!"

The manager internally cursed; if Zhang Menglong were to earn 160 billion, they would face a loss of over a thousand billion. How could it sound like Zhang Menglong was being magnanimous?

"However, given your threat just now," Zhang Menglong sneered, "I suddenly find this place quite entertaining. I might as well come here when I am free. I presume you wouldn't turn away a customer, would you?"