I Inherited 5,000 Years of Family Property

Orevesky was shocked to his core. About this, he knew absolutely nothing and even cared less. Damn, were all those core buildings constructed on Zhang Menglong's land?

"Well, I recently planned to build a holiday resort, and I think that area in Moscow looks pretty nice!" Zhang Menglong began in a mocking tone, "Mr. Orevesky, please do me a favor and pass on the message that I want all the buildings on that site flattened within a week, as I'm planning to start construction then."

"Mr. Zhang, this..."

"If I don't see the buildings demolished after a week, then I will have to force the demolition. You guys will be responsible for all the consequences," Zhang Menglong said, "I have the original property ownership and leasing agreements, and I am in the right here."

"I just planned to expand my foot-washing city to your country. Now that everyone's standard of living has improved, they need more enjoyment," Zhang Menglong opened a map of Moscow on his computer, "I think Arbat Street is pretty good."

"Just wait a minute, I need to discuss this with the higher-ups!" Orevesky panicked right away.

If Zhang Menglong actually brought in excavators for the demolition, wouldn't they become the laughingstock of the whole world?

The area Zhang Menglong mentioned contained some of Tsarist Russia's most critical core buildings and historical districts.

Including the Presidential Palace, banks, large state-owned enterprises, etc., even if they were to vacate the area, they couldn't possibly find a new location to settle in anytime soon!

Moreover, are those places something you can just move easily?

If a foot-washing city were to open there, the thought alone was something Orevesky could hardly bear to imagine. What a disaster!

"Mr. Novyed, this is Orevesky!"

"Mr. Orevesky, how did this time's operation turn out?" the other side asked eagerly, as Novyed was specifically responsible for liaising with the psychic organization and superiors.

"Not bad, we brought back quite a lot of stuff."

"Pity, 90% of the haul was taken by the Huaxia people, they are the real winners this time."

"It's not that simple now," Orevesky said, "Zhang Menglong, I don't know what kind of Demon Art he used, but he somehow managed to awaken an Artificial Intelligence and started up this spaceship, and now they're preparing to take the spaceship back to Huaxia!"

"What? He started the spaceship?"

Novyed wasn't completely distraught that the Huaxia people took 90% of the warehouse's materials, as after all, the spaceship was still in their territory, and they could visit it whenever they wanted.

A spaceship that large surely contained more than just a few items, and now that there was hardly any danger, they could fully explore more.

So they weren't too heartbroken about Zhang Menglong taking the warehouse's stuff, as the spaceship itself was the most valuable asset!

But now that he planned to haul away the spaceship overnight, what were they to do?

"No way, you absolutely can't let him take the spaceship away. Spare no expense to keep the spaceship here. If you let him take away the spaceship, you might as well prepare for a military tribunal!"

"You idiot, are you thinking with your ass?" Orevesky finally exploded after holding back his emotions all day, "You tell me to stop him, with what? With your disgusting brain full of crap?"

"Do you know how strong that robot is? Over a hundred of us attacked together, and couldn't even mark it. Just one robot killed dozens of our men!"

"Do you know how terrifying Zhang Menglong is? That killing machine, you can't even get close to his body. He casually controlled over twenty units by himself, and you're telling me to stop him? You damn fool!"

Novyed was completely baffled by this explosive reaction. What had gotten into Orevesky, and why such a huge reaction?

He instantly turned cowardly, although nominally he ranked higher, he was well aware that these psychics never really took them seriously, and Orevesky was the most powerful psychic in their country.

"Mr. Orevesky, I apologize for my ignorance, but we absolutely cannot let him take the spaceship away. It's priceless!"

"Of course I know the importance of this spaceship! Otherwise, I wouldn't be willing to clean up such a mess for you!"

Unless there was something on this spaceship that could enhance their psychic abilities, these psychics would have no interest in it, even if there were a time machine on board.

"This spaceship is within our borders, and according to the convention issued last century, it should belong to us."

"I've discussed this matter with him, but do you think Zhang Menglong is a reasonable person?" Orevesky said helplessly. "He just told me that the land in the heart of Moscow belongs to him."

"If we try to take the spaceship for that reason, then he'll just bring in an excavator to flatten the buildings on that land, and then build a resort!"

"He's full of it!"

"You'd better find out if this is true. I wouldn't want one day to see even the Presidential Palace get knocked down!"

"Wait a moment, I'll ask!" Novyed thought carefully. This wasn't impossible—last time half the world attacked Zhang Menglong, they hadn't participated, not because the relations between their countries were good, but because they hadn't investigated these matters.

But now faced with a real issue, if they did not investigate thoroughly, something serious might indeed happen!

A few minutes later, Novyed's voice came through the communicator.

"What's the situation? Is it true?" Orevesky asked.

"Yes," Novyed replied with a bitter smile. "This is a core secret, hardly known by anyone. Last century, due to economic tensions and the need for massive funds for national development, land was sold off for money. A Huaxia man surnamed Zhang bought nearly one-third of the land in Moscow, which he later leased to us. We're still paying him rent each year."

"Is this person a relative of Zhang Menglong?"

"Most likely!"

"It's your choice now!" Orevesky kicked the problem back to Novyed. "I think we'd better not mess with the age of this spaceship, or in the end, we might end up with nothing!"

"Don't forget the economic crisis a few months ago. Do you think our foreign exchange reserves can withstand him for long? Before you know it, the part of Moscow that belongs to him could grow from one-third to two-thirds, and we might even end up owing him hundreds of billions of US dollars in foreign debt."

"Don't tell me you don't know the nature of this Huaxia man. He never engages in losing deals; he's not even happy with small profits!"

"This..."

A few seconds later, there was a deep sigh from Novyed. "You decide what to do. As long as Zhang Menglong is around, we can only submit."

...

"Did you find out?" Zhang Menglong looked at Orevesky.

"I found out."

"So, do you want the spaceship, or are you planning to move house? I can give you a VIP card for the Intanet Ease Footpath when the time comes."

"Mr. Zhang, please consider what I just said as nothing! You were the one who started this spaceship, and you can deal with it however you want. It's all up to you!" Orevesky could only resign himself to agreement.

"If only you had said this earlier, all would have been settled, right?" Zhang Menglong scoffed.

"Mr. Zhang, our transport plane is here," Orevesky finally breathed a sigh of relief. The pressure of being around someone like Zhang Menglong was simply too intense.

"Take care, no need to see me out!"

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