I Inherited 5,000 Years of Family Property-Chapter 849 - 847: A Beverage Worth 2 Billion Cosmic Coins

"Just do as you see fit, teach them a lesson, no need to go overboard; otherwise, people might say I’m bullying others."

"Master, it’s a trivial matter, we’ll take care of it for you in no time!"

"Master, my fleet has already set off, just a Level Three civilization, a few battleships will do. With wormhole technology, small-scale warfare will only take a few cosmic hours to arrive."

"Master, are you also in the Twin Whales Cosmic Empire? Should I bring you some local specialties on the way?"

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"Alright, it’s done!" Zhang Menglong snapped his fingers.

"Is that even possible?" Ireel, who was also in the group, naturally saw the lively discussion.

With just a word from Zhang Menglong, these people were scrambling to deploy their fleets.

You must understand, there are thousands of people in this group; even if each contributes a standard Level Five civilization fleet, that’s still thousands of standard Level Five civilization fleets.

What does this imply? The Twin Whales Cosmic Empire only has 12 standard material civilization primary fleets in total!

If all these fleets were primary Level Five civilization standard fleets, they could obliterate the entire Twin Whales Cosmic Empire hundreds of times over!

He realized he had truly underestimated Zhang Menglong’s influence. At this point, several fleets from different cosmic empires were already traversing through wormholes.

"I hope the King of the Twin Whales Cosmic Empire won’t be frightened," Ireel silently prayed, considering the massive display just to teach a Level Three civilization a lesson was somewhat excessive.

"Ireel, should we go meet your father-in-law?" Zhang Menglong joked.

"Brother, I want to meet Shayana’s father, is it convenient?" Ireel asked.

"Convenient, of course convenient, it’s very convenient!" Apache hurriedly responded.

For someone of Ireel’s status, under normal circumstances, his father wouldn’t have the qualification to meet him, even if he begged. Now that he wishes to visit in person, it’s an honor for their family!

There’s even a chance that with just a word from Ireel when he returns, the crisis facing their civilization might be resolved naturally?

They finally reached the Empire Crystal Star via a space orbital elevator.

Though it appeared like a desolate crystal planet from the outside, in reality, the ecology of this planet was well-established, with mountains, rivers, birds, and beasts. Buildings were scattered throughout, divided into different areas based on people’s rankings.

Ireel’s father was in the lowest Level Three area.

"This place is quite nice!" Apache led them into a palace-like building.

The decor inside was incredibly luxurious, reminiscent of high-end Earth gatherings—brightly lit, with everyone wearing their civilization’s most formal attire, chatting in groups.

"Would you four guests care for something to drink?"

A beautiful alien girl approached them, hesitating slightly upon seeing the badges on Zhang Menglong and Ireel’s chests.

"Five-star guests?!" she pondered, puzzled. Birds of a feather flock together, and the Empire Crystal Star was divided into three areas: three-star guest area, four-star guest area, and five-star guest area.

Higher-ranked guests could freely enter lower-ranked areas, but lower-ranked guests needed someone to escort them into higher-ranked areas.

Generally, lower-ranked guests went to great lengths to ascend to higher levels, often regardless of the cost. Never had she seen five-star guests venture into the Level Three guest area.

"Sirs, are you having difficulty locating the Level Five guest area?" the attendant politely asked, fully aware that despite their youth, dealing with young yet powerful figures could be challenging, as they often had significant tempers.

"Oh, we’re here to find someone," Zhang Menglong replied, "What drinks do you have here?"

"You may look at the menu." The attendant handed over an electronic menu, featuring premium cosmic beverages priced at a minimum of 10,000 Cosmic Coins.

In other words, the cost of a casually sipped drink here could parallel the value of an entire civilized planet.

As for the most expensive, Zhang Menglong even spotted a drink valued at 2 billion Cosmic Coins per glass. That would equal a Level Three civilization’s entire worth—not something just anyone could afford.

No wonder entry into this area required asset verification—ordinary folks couldn’t even afford the cheapest item.

However, the high prices weren’t unjustified. The 2 billion Cosmic Coins drink is formulated with an extremely rare plant concentrate, providing joy and even enhancing the mindset of life forms below Level Five.

If someone from Earth took a sip, they wouldn’t achieve immortality, but living a long, healthy life with all ailments vanishing wouldn’t be impossible. It might even grant them a physique equaling a Level Two superior life form.

"Five glasses of Autolace Water!" Zhang Menglong genuinely wanted to taste what a drink worth 2 billion Cosmic Coins was like.

Apache slightly trembled at the corner of his eye, as his attention was mainly focused on Ireel, instinctively ignoring the companion who came along.

Having entered the Empire Crystal Star with Ireel’s asset verification, he thought Zhang Menglong might be Ireel’s companion.

Yet, a mere word from him ordering five glasses of 2 billion Cosmic Coins Autolace Water—no bigwig of a Level Five civilization would be so extravagant!

"My treat!" Zhang Menglong casually transferred the money to the host’s account.

"Hahaha, brother Zhang, since you’re treating, I won’t stand on ceremony!" Ireel readily accepted, for such an amount was hardly a sum to Zhang Menglong. Showing restraint might actually upset Zhang Menglong.

"What’s this person’s background?" Apache quietly asked his sister.

"I’m not sure if I should tell you," Shayana said, "but his ability is such that, with just a word, a Level Five civilization might be flattened overnight."

Apache’s legs couldn’t help but tremble. What kind of background was this? It’s beyond his comprehension. His sister not only found such an impressive boyfriend but one whose friends are equally unfathomable?

"Please wait. Let me find you a private spot!" The attendant quickly led them to a quiet area, akin to a bar on Earth, where a minimum spend was required.

"Five glasses of Autolace Water ordered in Zone 1, deliver at once!"

Soon after, a team clad in staff uniforms came carrying small boxes toward them, presumably made of unique material, adorned with floral patterns.

"My goodness, isn’t this the bar’s dragon set?" Zhang Menglong was speechless, thinking how even in top-level civilizations, they’re still employing such clichéd setups?

Little did he know, in the five-star guest area, the grandeur wasn’t this exaggerated. Level Five civilization elites have seen it all.

However, in a three-star area, it’s different. When one spends the equivalent of a Level Three civilization’s entire value, you must showcase something grand in return.

This spectacle indeed drew a lot of attention. Ordering Autolace Water was one thing, as occasionally wealthy Level Three civilization lords would flaunt with a single glass.

But those badges on their chests couldn’t be falsified—people from Level Five civilizations, who strive to interact with the five-star guest circle, saw them coming forward, and naturally sought sycophancy.

"Sir, I’m the lord from the Yueser Civilization of the Naples Cosmic Empire. Do you need a minion?"

"Sir, I’m the lord of the Ophelis Civilization, might I have the opportunity to be your hound?"

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Zhang Menglong and Ireel exchanged glances, seeing the shock in each other’s eyes.

Were these people all so straightforward?

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