I Inherited 5,000 Years of Family Property
Chapter 891 - 889: We’ll Call You Makabaka

Chapter 891: Chapter 889: We’ll Call You Makabaka

"What’s this guy really here for, is this still an auction?"

Suddenly raising the bid tenfold, everyone was a bit overwhelmed, and they were momentarily uncertain whether they should increase their bids.

Who knows how much money Wang Sicong from the Ritian Sect has brought this time. If last time Li Jiaqi brought all his goods’ money, he could probably easily buy everything.

"1.2 quadrillion Dark Coins!" After a long silence, someone finally started to bid.

"Also from Area A!"

"This time it’s going to be interesting, I wonder if this guy named Wang Sicong dares to compete with those big shots!"

"Hard to say, he seems fearless of heaven and earth."

"2 quadrillion Dark Coins!" Before the discussion lasted a few seconds, Zhang Menglong immediately increased the bid without hesitation.

"2.1 quadrillion!"

"Young man, I am Rayaizi, the regional manager of the Universal Martial Dao Association. I recently need a powerful slave, give me some face!"

"Rayaizi? I’ve heard of this person, a Level Eight Life Form with a high status in the Universal Martial Dao Association."

"Tsk tsk tsk, people from the Universal Martial Dao Association, this is a huge entity. The Cosmic Bank, Universal Martial Dao Association, Universal Alliance, these three forces are recognized as the strongest forces, should this face be given?"

"Although the Ritian Sect is somewhat mysterious, it definitely can’t compare to these forces, this time Wang Sicong is probably going to admit defeat."

...

"Rayaizi? Never heard of him! Do you know my dad?" Zhang Menglong spoke.

"I don’t know anyone from the Ritian Sect."

"Do I owe you money then?"

"...Not exactly..."

"Have I eaten your family’s rice?"

"No..." These three nonsense questions made Rayaizi’s tone increasingly stiff.

"You don’t know my family, I don’t owe you money, I haven’t eaten your family’s rice, why should I give you face?" Zhang Menglong also found it quite baffling, "3 quadrillion!"

"Young man, you’re causing trouble for your civilization!" Rayaizi’s words already carried a hint of intimidation.

"Quit your whining, do you think I was scared into this?" Zhang Menglong completely ignored Rayaizi’s words, "If you don’t increase your bid, I’ll keep going, 4 quadrillion!"

"???"

"What is happening???"

"Increasing the bid on oneself? What kind of operation is this?"

"I’m confused, what kind of monster is this?"

"This is really beyond my knowledge scope."

"I’ve never seen someone flaunt wealth like this in my life!"

"Ignoring the Universal Martial Dao Association’s face, is he ignorant enough to be fearless or is he fully prepared?"

The price hadn’t increased from others, yet he added 1 quadrillion Dark Coins to his own bid, isn’t this money? Are you out of your mind? Not sparing yourself when crazy?

"Really encountered a lunatic!" Rayaizi glared in the direction of Zhang Menglong, 4 quadrillion Dark Coins, definitely exceeding his limit.

"Spending money like this, I’d like to see how you battle for the last few treasures!"

"Congratulations to Mr. Wang Sicong for successfully bidding on this Level Seven Peak Life Form slave!" Xilinnaaxi was beaming, the final price was almost doubled from the estimate!

"Can you bring him over directly?" Zhang Menglong completed the payment, "I have a timid nature, afraid I’ll get beaten to death when the fair’s over, I need some sense of security."

"Hahaha!"

"He’s afraid of getting beaten to death too?"

"Hilarious, but not completely hysterical yet."

"What use is a Level Seven Peak Life Form slave? He’s already offended more than one Level Eight Life Form today."

"Just wait, there’s more drama to come."

...

"No problem, the seller said the slave is already inside the fair, but due to the special control device, you might need to go personally."

"Oh, okay!" Zhang Menglong directly handed over the auction authority to Ganei, "Ganei, I’m stepping out for a bit, for the next items that those idiots want, just buy them all, don’t worry about the money, if you don’t get them, I’ll starve you for three days!"

"Got it, big bro!" This was Zhang Menglong’s first task for him, and with such a simple yet delightful task, Ganei was naturally very happy, "I promise not to miss a single one, buy them all!"

The service attendant nearby was twitching at the corners, what kind of people are these, stealing bamboo shoots?

"Sir, this way please!" The person responsible for guiding Zhang Menglong walked to his side, they temporarily left the auction area via the elevator beneath the seats.

"Where are we going?"

"To the storage area of items," the staff member said.

Slaves, in the eyes of normal people, no matter how strong, are the most humble, because their lives are controlled by their masters, even if the master is the weakest person, just a thought can erase them.

They traveled from one planet to another, quickly arriving at the planet shown in the previous holographic image. The entire planet resembled a rusted iron ball, and the Level Seven Peak Life Form slave was imprisoned here.

"Where is he?"

"I’m here, I’m here!" An oily-looking fat guy dashed out from a nearby shabby house, his facial flesh almost wobbling onto his shoulders.

"So you’re the buyer? So young, my goodness, who are your elders, sir?" The fat man was extremely socially adept and overly familiar.

"Don’t worry about that," Zhang Menglong only sensed the stench of money on this fat man, "let’s proceed with the transfer."

"Haha, you’re really eager, but I can understand. A Level Seven Peak Life Form slave, you won’t encounter one in millions of years!"

"How did you catch him?" Zhang Menglong asked curiously.

"They were just unlucky," the fat man said, "They offended a Level Eight Life Form. To protect his race, he exchanged himself as a slave for their lives, but what is the significance of this?"

"Quite noble," Zhang Menglong couldn’t help but take another look at that slave, and the slave was also observing Zhang Menglong, surprisingly finding out his future master is such a young person.

"How do we proceed with the transfer?"

"Here’s his controller," the fat man handed a chip to Zhang Menglong, "You can directly use your Artificial Intelligence to take over control, whenever there’s any rebellious or negative idea from the slave, you’ll be notified immediately."

"See that collar?" He pointed at the metal collar around the slave’s neck, "It’s a controller with a genetic toxin that can kill him directly, but this only works when the opponent gives up resisting, so you know how difficult it is to capture such an advanced slave, right?"

"He gave up resisting for his race?"

"Yeah, so is it foolish to say? A Level Seven Peak Life Form can still escape, after all, he wasn’t the one who offended others."

"Alright, the transfer is completed," the fat man said with a smile, "If you want to buy more slaves in the future, you can find me, I have several advanced Level Six Life Forms, prices can be negotiated."

"Got it, you can leave."

Zhang Menglong walked up to the slave, the slave stood up and then knelt on one knee, if he didn’t do this submissive action in front of the master, he’d be judged as rebellious, then he’d suffer from the gene toxin’s torture.

"What’s your name?" Zhang Menglong asked.

"Master, my real name is Makaloya." The slave replied, "But you can give me another name if you wish."

"No, this name doesn’t sound cute," Zhang Menglong pondered for a moment, "Okay, let me give you a cuter name, from now on, you’ll be called Makabaka."