I inherited a family fortune of 5000 years

Chapter 833 We Are the Nobles
Zhang Mengyu became rich, and so did the two sisters Yrel and Shayana. The wealth they now possessed could not even match the masters of the fifth-level civilization Twin Whale Cosmic Empire to which they belonged.

Especially Yruel, with the status of an administrator, it's like taking money and getting soft. Those who want to join the group are not afraid that Iruel is greedy, but they are afraid that he will not take money!

In the "Juxin" system, except for money, anything certified by the Universe Alliance can be sent directly through red envelopes, including planets, minerals, companies, and so on.

While Zhang Menglong was refining the pendant, Yrel's "giant letter" was about to explode.

"Little brother, I am the owner of the Aozan civilization. I want to join the group of masters. Can you approve the application for me? I am willing to give you 10 level [-] civilizations!"

Juxin Red Envelope: Civilization Transfer Agreement (to be signed)
"Little brother, I heard that you are a friend of the master? I was recommended by a friend. I have already applied to join the group. Please help me pass it."

Juxin red envelope: 1000 billion universe coins (to be collected)

(Remarks, pass the application, please!)

Yrel's "Juxin" information has skipped 999+, and the best friend of his Juxin account was only the son of a third-level civilized lord.

But now, there are thousands of sixth-level and seventh-level life forms in his Juxin circle of friends, and almost everyone has sent him red envelopes!

Even some red envelopes were not ordered, and those people frantically told him to accept the red envelopes quickly!

"Brother Zhang, are these people added?"

"As long as they are the masters of the fifth-level civilization or people above the sixth-level living body, they can join, but everyone must abide by the rules, and if they don't obey, they will be kicked!" Zhang Menglong didn't give them any face at all, after all It's not him who asks for help!

Yriel's finger cramp has already ordered the red envelopes, but he only ordered a little more than half of them, and for such half of the red envelopes, the cash alone is close to 1 star, and even his name has a few more. Hundreds of assets of level [-] civilization and a lot of other wealth.

He is even richer than the owner of a fifth-level civilization!

"Brother Zhang, I'll transfer all these things to you in a while." Yrel knew that he hadn't done anything, the so-called not getting rewarded for nothing, it was really hard for him to accept so many things.

"Which one of our two brothers is with who?" Zhang Mengyu didn't intend to ask for those things at all, "They gave them to you, not to me, and to be honest, these things are worth a few stars at most. I really don't like it."

After Zhang Mengyu finished speaking, he paused for two seconds.

Yrel and the others looked at Zhang Mengyu, thinking that something happened to him suddenly.

But two seconds later, Zhang Menglong continued, "Okay, I've earned the money you just made!"

Yrel couldn't laugh or cry, is this the legendary superpower?
But Zhang Mengyu's financial resources are indeed what he saw with his own eyes, earning one star in a few seconds is not a problem at all, so he no longer refuses.

"But I can't ask for these membership fees!"

Thousands of members, that is tens of trillions of universe coins, which is dozens of stars of cash.

"You can keep some," Zhang Menglong only wanted [-]%, "The rest will be regarded as your reward for helping me manage this group. Next time, I will read a book on community management for you. You only have one purpose. Then It is to squeeze every dime out of this group of people!"

They have only known Zhang Mengyu for a few hours, and the world view of the two brothers and sisters, Shayana, has been completely overturned. They never thought that this friend of Yrel could be so awesome.

Thousands of masters of the fifth-level civilization rushed to befriend him, and even spent a lot of money to clear the way.

As Yrel, there is no external force that can stop his affairs with Shayana now!
"Master, we are narrow-minded and disrespectful to you, please forgive me."

"It's okay, if you are Yriel's friends, then you are my friends, not to mention that you are not ordinary friends!" Zhang Meng said with a smile, "Yriel, you should act quickly, gentlemen, don't worry about it! "

Erel blushed again for a moment, and quickly changed the subject, "Brother Zhang, who did your alchemist learn from?"

"Didn't I say that? Our planet has a nine-year compulsory education, and these are compulsory courses in the compulsory education. Unless it is a fish that slipped through the nine-year compulsory education, everyone on our planet will know it!"

"This is too incredible," Yrel said in amazement. A civilization with such a low level of technology actually has such a high level of life and such a superb alchemy culture. "Then what level of alchemist are you now?" ?”

"I really don't know," Zhang Mengyu scratched his head, "The reason why I went up to try it out is just to know if I have reached the level of a seventh-level alchemist, but it seems that my level should be far more than that. If the quality of the material is acceptable, there should be no problem with the eighth-level and ninth-level martial arts weapons."

"Eighth and ninth?"

Isn't level seven alchemist enough?Zhang Mengyu actually said that he has no problem refining eight or nine martial arts weapons?

So far, there are less than 200 eighth-level alchemists officially announced by the cosmic alchemists, and there are only 8 ninth-level alchemists. What kind of freak is Zhang Mengyu?
They didn't doubt Zhang Mengyu's words at all, because even an eighth-level alchemist couldn't refine a seventh-level martial arts weapon in less than two universe hours!

"If you want, I can also practice for you," Zhang Mengyu said politely.

"Come on, we can't afford such good materials. I think it's an insult to you to ask you to refine those three-level and four-level martial arts weapons. I'd better practice hard first." Yrel still thought Very compelling.

"Then where are we going now?" Wandering in the streets, the streets and alleys are full of things about Zhang Mengyu, but because of the change of atmosphere and foreign trade, no one recognizes them.

"Is there any place where I can buy battleships of level five civilization? I want a lot!" Zhang Mengyu asked.

"Sometimes, but you have to wait for a while," Yrel said, "These things are considered as regular goods of the expo, and all of them are sold when the expo officially starts, and it is guaranteed to dazzle you! "

"There are still many days left!" Zhang Mengyu was a little depressed.

"If you want to buy something, there will still be many separate planets dedicated to small merchants and hawkers, but to be honest, you can't find any good things there, and you may even be slaughtered, and With Brother Zhang's wealth, I probably don't like those."

"Then what's the fun?" Zhang Mengyu was unhappy, "Then what are these people doing here so early?"

"Hey, you don't know that," Yrel said with a smile, "In addition to trading, there is another very important link in this expo."

"Don't play tricks!"

"Socialize!" Yrel said, "Those who can come to this expo, like us who come to see the world, are only a very small part, at most it accounts for one-tenth, and the rest are non-rich people. Expensive!"

"Is it rich or expensive?" Zhang Mengyu pointed to the people next to him and said, "I can't see where they are either rich or expensive."

"This is just the peripheral area of ​​the entire expo," Yrel explained, "In some areas in the center, the organizer has set up a separate area for the nobles of the cosmic society to socialize, and the threshold is very high, you at least Only those who have the status of an entry-level civilization lord and equivalent wealth can enter those areas."

Yrel pointed to himself, "People like us had no qualifications to enter those areas before."

"That was before!" Zhang Menglong patted Yrel on the shoulder, "Now let's go in ostentatiously and see who dares to stop us! We are the real nobles!"

"What's wrong?" Zhang Mengyu suddenly noticed that Yrel froze for a moment.

"Brother Zhang, there is an eighth-level life form who wants to join the group, and he just sent me a 10-star red envelope!"

(End of this chapter)