I Inherited 5,000 Years of Family Property

Chapter 1897 - 1890: Selling Grilled Sausages

That night, Banak gathered all the strong warriors in the survival squad. In this squad of only a few hundred thousand people, nearly eighty percent were martial artists at the Divine Cultivation Realm, with twenty thousand at the peak of Divine Cultivation!

Banak himself had reached the Third Grade of the Dao Realm. Besides him, there were six other martial artists at the Dao Realm, who had arrived here together with Banak from the beginning!

When they first arrived, they were only at the Second Grade of the Divine Cultivation Realm, but now they had all advanced to the Dao Realm. However, their numbers had dwindled from over two hundred to just seven.

Banak’s decision was very risky. To be honest, if Zhang Menglong was a fraud, and they wasted manpower and resources building a city that was ultimately destroyed by a Phantom Profound Beast, not only would all their resources be wasted, but many people might also die.

For some reason, Banak trusted a young man he just met, and because of their trust in Banak, they decided to give it a try. After all, once the city was built, they wouldn’t have to move in immediately. They could observe first, and if it failed, it would just be a loss of some resources. As long as they survived, there was still hope.

"Is this what you eat normally?" Zhang Menglong looked at the bowl of black, earthy-looking substance.

"These are energy blocks made by machines," Dougee said. "Everyone usually eats this to replenish their strength. Isn’t it the same outside?"

"In the outside world, we drink and eat meat," Wu Yang said discontentedly. "Although warriors above the Divine Breath can survive without eating, is there any joy in living like this?"

"Yeah, if I lived in a place like this, I would die."

"I can go without food, but not without milk tea and spicy sticks!"

"What are spicy sticks? And what is milk tea?" These were things Dougee had never heard of.

"Oh, right," Zhang Menglong suddenly thought of a question. "I notice that not only do you lack crops here, but there are no farms either. Why is that?"

"Survival is already difficult enough. Who would focus on leisure pursuits?" Dougee retorted.

"But no matter how difficult the environment, there are always classes, right? Some people must have moved beyond mere survival and want to live a better life."

"Of course there are," Dougee said. "Those prominent figures in the fortress cities are very wealthy and hold a lot of resources. But the food they consume is similar to ours, maybe just a bit more flavorful."

"Why is that?"

"Maybe it’s due to the unique space laws of this Endless Land," Dougee explained. "Anyone entering the Endless Land has their spatial storage devices cleansed by space laws, which thoroughly decompose all items."

"What the heck? Seriously?"

"Oh no! My elixirs!"

"Boo hoo! My treasures accumulated over many years!"

Hearing this news, everyone eagerly checked their spatial storage devices, only to find them completely empty, sparking a chorus of wails.

However, all of Zhang Menglong’s belongings were stored in the Super God Academy’s space, which, due to the Academy’s power exceeding this world’s rules, remained intact.

"Stop crying! It’s just a few material possessions. Anyway, my spatial storage device is fine!"

"Damn it!"

"Why do you get all the luck?"

"Clan Leader’s cheating, isn’t he? His gear must be hacks too!"

"It’s easy for you to say since you didn’t lose anything!"

...

This reason explains why people here don’t eat meat.

Most martial artists carry some Warcraft corpses or other meat, but passing through the Endless Gate decomposes them all, meaning when people arrive in this world, they have nothing but their carried items.

"But we know some big shots in the fortress cities use genetic technology to create human meat, though it’s a shady affair..."

"That’s just sickening!" Even though it was genetically modified meat, Zhang Menglong felt instinctively nauseated at the thought of it being human meat.

"Forget it, don’t eat that," Zhang Menglong said, moving the food off the table. "Eat mine instead!"

Zhang Menglong pulled out a pile of food, filling the small room with a tempting aroma.

...

Early the next morning, Dougee took the other disciples from the Sunset Sect to the Bemora Plains to assess the situation, while Banak brought Zhang Menglong to the nearest fortress city to their survival squad.

"We’re heading to Rozai Fortress City," Banak said as he and Zhang Menglong traveled, "The city’s population is roughly ten times that of a Ninth Grade empire, and the City Lord is a martial artist at the peak of the Dao Realm, one of the earliest entrants into the Endless Land."

Zhang Menglong was not surprised that the people in power in the fortress cities had attained the peak of the Dao Realm, given that the cultivation resources here were far superior to those outside.

Of course, the true understanding of the Dao in these so-called peak Dao Realm martial artists was quite shallow, and an ordinary martial artist of the Seventh or Eighth Grade Dao Realm outside could probably match them.

"Mr. Banak, how much money have you brought?" Zhang Menglong asked. "Oh, wait, I mean Crystal Cores."

"I’ve brought more than ninety percent of our survival squad’s Crystal Cores," Banak said. "In total, there are 220 Ninth Grade Crystal Cores, 1,208 Eighth Grade Crystal Cores, and tens of thousands of Seventh Grade Crystal Cores."

"What’s their purchasing power?"

"10 Seventh Grade Crystal Cores can buy one Soul Shard Suppressor. Including other survival supplies, these should last our entire squad about a month."

"That’s quite a survival pressure," Zhang Menglong calculated.

The base had 20,000 warriors at the peak of the Divine Cultivation Realm, but it would take several dozen, if not a hundred, people working together to kill a Ninth Grade Phantom Profound Beast.

Considering hunting, search time, and crafting Crystal Cores, it would take at least five to six days.

In other words, even if the entire squad went out, gathering a couple of hundred Ninth Grade Crystal Cores in a month would be considered good, yet these resources are only enough for a month.

Of course, Zhang Menglong knew clearly that most of these resources were used to purchase Soul Shard Suppressors. A Crystal Core’s purchasing power is about 100 times less per grade, so those 220 Ninth Grade Crystal Cores would only buy about 220,000 Soul Shard Suppressors.

With over 500,000 people in the survival squad, 220,000 suppressors are somewhat insufficient, especially as higher realm individuals require more frequent use.

"Exactly," Donak sighed. "Hunting Phantom Profound Beasts is extremely dangerous, and as our squad grows, our economic pressure mounts."

"Then you might not be able to buy much with that money," Zhang Menglong remarked. "To build a city, this amount of Crystal Cores might be lacking."

"But that’s all we have."

"Why don’t we stay a few more days and earn some money first?"

"Earn money?" Donak was puzzled. "How? By the two of us hunting Phantom Profound Beasts?"

"No, no, hunting Phantom Profound Beasts has too little technical content," Zhang Menglong shook his head. "If we’re going to do this, we’re going to do something with technical content. We’re going to Rozai Fortress City to sell grilled sausages!"