I Inherited 5,000 Years of Family Property

"Master, I heard from the people around that he single-handedly cleared all the ores in Zone 5, buying over a thousand pieces on each floor, and the crystal yield rate reached 100%. The rest are probably just waste rocks!"

"Hiss!" Ireel gasped in surprise.

As the youngest son of the Lord, Ireel would occasionally buy a few ores to play with, but even after purchasing hundreds, he had only ever found one crystal stone. For regular folks, buying these things was almost like burning money.

At first glance, Ireel instinctively felt that Zhang Menglong, who came from another civilization, was special, but he never expected him to be this extraordinary.

"Brother, did they mess with you?" From Zhang Menglong's tone, it seemed like he intended to bankrupt them. Are you telling me he's about to wholesale crystal stones from their warehouse, rendering tens of billions of ores useless?

Even revenge for a father's death isn't this severe!

"Let me tell you," Zhang Menglong complained with a robotic tone, "they just can't handle losing. These bunch of small fries have no skills at all!"

"I'm a man of my word," Zhang Menglong declared righteously, "I owe you 8 billion, and I said I'd pay you back double, so I have to earn money here. I'm making money based on my abilities, yet they want to settle me with a few billion and even threaten me. Don't you think that's infuriating?"

"Settle with a few billion?"

"A master is indeed a master, the mindset is different."

"I wish someone would settle with a few billion for me."

Berg's little brothers finally realized why Zhang Menglong was doing this. It turned out this ore company couldn't bear the loss and was trying to play dirty!

For ordinary people, they would have been scared or taken the billions and left.

Turns out he knows the younger son of the Lord of the Izek civilization, no wonder he looks so fearless.

The Lord of the Izek civilization is nearly the most powerful and influential person in this civilization, possessing a fleet of thousands of Level Two civilization warships and ten Level Three civilization warships, holding almost absolute power over life and death on the thousands of civilized planets under his jurisdiction!

"Brother, I suggest you take it easy," Ireel said with a troubled expression. "This company has a significant background. They're just a branch in our civilization, but their headquarters is on a Level Three civilization at the galactic center, and our Galactic Overlord is even a shareholder in this company."

"Oh! Like I care! The Galactic Overlord is nothing, the whole galaxy is just a small country on our planet!"

Ireel's face showed a hint of shock. For someone to say such things, they must at least be from a family that manages the Laniakea supercluster or even be the Lord of the entire Star city!

But didn't Zhang Menglong say before that his civilization hasn't even joined the Universal Alliance yet?

He certainly didn't know that Zhang Menglong was joking about an infamous Earth meme, but that one sentence indeed scared Ireel.

First off, being a Level Four life form at such a young age indicates that either Zhang Menglong's civilization is inherently advanced in evolution, or their Martial Dao system has developed to an extremely prosperous level.

On top of that, with his stone appraisal skills, you say he comes from a primitive civilization? You must be joking. He's likely here on a trip from some powerful civilization.

"What? Afraid now?" Zhang Menglong observed Ireel's slightly apprehensive look.

"Afraid? How could I be afraid?" In reality, Ireel was terrified inside.

Even his father, the Lord of the Izek civilization, had to respect this mining company, as the land was specially approved by his father.

But as a young man, everyone cares about face. Asking a young person to admit they're scared is worse than asking them to die.

"My father is the Lord of the Izek civilization, even the Galactic Overlord would give him some face," Ireel said.

But there are hundreds of Lords of Level Two civilizations in the galaxy. Even if they have face, how much is it worth? Their face might not be worth more than the nobles under those Lords.

"Alright, since you're not afraid, come with me. Tonight I'll treat you to the most expensive dinner on your planet!" With money, Zhang Menglong appeared extravagantly generous. "It's to thank you for helping me with my ID and loaning me money. If you need anything, I'll definitely help without hesitation!"

This was exactly what Ireel had been waiting to hear!

"Let's do it!" Ireel gritted his teeth. Playing alongside Zhang Menglong might greatly impact him and even his father, even if it doesn't directly concern him.

He was betting that Zhang Menglong's origins far exceeded his imagination! And he felt there's a great chance he'd win the bet!

"What are you doing, standing there stunned? Didn't you see Ireel coming?" Ireel boldly said.

"Young Master Ireel, you're causing trouble for your father!" At this time, the branch manager, Auris, finally showed up. If Zhang Menglong merely looted the whole building, the loss was barely bearable. They would simply report more losses each year.

However, if the warehouse is compromised, there's no way he could explain it to the headquarters.

Seeing Auris, Ireel's eyes twitched slightly.

"Who is he?" Zhang Menglong asked.

"He's the boss of this branch," Ireel replied.

"Oh, just a company boss, what's so great about that? Didn't you see the Lord's son here? Are you still doing business?" Zhang Menglong scolded.

But Auris didn't even glance at Zhang Menglong. Instead, he looked at Ireel, "Young Master, are you sure you want to help this outsider?"

Auris had some face on this planet, but that face came from the forces behind him. If Ireel wanted to mess with him, he couldn't resist unless the headquarters applied pressure.

Now he just wanted to see Ireel's stance.

"Cut the crap!" Since Ireel had already decided to gamble, he wouldn't back down. Young people naturally have a fiery spirit. With so many people watching, if he chickened out, how would he face anyone later?

"Just tell me, is the warehouse open or not!" Ireel said.

"Very well!" Auris sneered and nodded. "Open the warehouse for this master and the young Lord. Be sure to treat them well!"

After that, Auris left immediately. He needed to report this to the headquarters right away, and the remaining matters would naturally be handled by them.

As Auris left, Ireel's face was full of worry.

"What's wrong, Ireel? You look unhappy."

"Can I be happy?" Ireel explained the background of this mining company. "If their headquarters applies pressure, we're both screwed, and my father might even get implicated."

"You acted a bit hastily," Zhang Menglong said. "With such a big deal, you're still here pretending with me?"

"Pretending?"

"Oh, a term from our planet, meaning acting like you're very strong but actually on the verge of wetting your pants."

"Haha, that's interesting," Ireel laughed bitterly. "But with so many people here, I couldn't wimp out, could I? Besides, I did say I wanted to be friends with you. If I backed down now, that'd be too ungracious."

"Alright, you're a real friend!" Zhang Menglong patted Ireel on the shoulder.

"Brother, give it to me straight," Ireel said. "Are you really from a primitive civilization that hasn't joined the Universal Alliance yet?"

"Yes," Zhang Menglong nodded. "But an ancestor of mine went out into the universe to start a business two to three thousand years ago or so. He's probably really wealthy. I'm here to inherit his bank account."

Two to three thousand years sounds long, but in the vast universe, it's just a blink of an eye.

The Galactic Civilization has developed over tens of billions of years, and the accumulated wealth is unfathomable. What could you accumulate in just two to three thousand years?

"I'm finished!" Ireel's vision went black. Why did he suddenly feel like he might have been tricked?