I Inherited 5,000 Years of Family Property

"Little Otis, make arrangements for me, I want to bring our Ritian Sect along!"

At the current Super God Academy, talent is abundant. They are nothing like Zhang Menglong, who just muddles through life, waiting to die. For example, those in the first batch who entered the Super God Academy are at least Level Four life forms, and some have already reached Level Five life forms, like Zhang Menglong.

The graduates from the Super God Academy, Level Four life forms could likely go toe-to-toe with Level Five life forms within the Cosmic Civilization, using techniques like the World King Fist or the Heavenly Fire Triple Mystery Change, all fighting one level higher.

If Zhang Menglong could bring them inside, it's likely the Ritian Sect would wreak havoc across the Cosmic Civilization; at that point, obtaining the Fire of Fate would be a breeze.

As the dean, Zhang Menglong also established a compulsory course at the Super God Academy, "How to Gracefully Flaunt Without Getting Killed," a mandatory class every student must attend. No matter if young or old, to become a member of the Super God Academy, flaunting is a required skill!

"This..." Otis suddenly had some difficulties.

"What happened? I've already planned to bring people along, what's your deal? Trying to ruin my mood?" Zhang Menglong immediately showed an unhappy expression.

"No, it's not that!" Otis didn't dare dampen Zhang Menglong's mood, "Mr. Zhang, you can certainly experience it, but if you want to bring people along, well, that might be a bit difficult."

"What do you mean?"

"Let me explain it to you," Otis said, "I just mentioned, this vault is a product of science and martial dao, created by a lord of the Zuda Civilization using the Space Law to separately carve it out, with a very powerful Artificial Intelligence controlling the entire vault."

"Hmm?"

"Controlling the entering life forms' levels is one aspect; there's also stringent control on numbers. The distribution based on quantity for the entire Cosmic Civilization, as you might know, is measured by each civilization's strength to weigh its status."

"How many quotas does our civilization have?"

"A Level Five Elementary Civilization typically only has 10 quotas, a mid-level civilization has 50, a high-grade civilization can have 200, and if it's a Level Five Peak Civilization, it depends on how strong their military is and how powerful their civilization's strongest martial artist is."

"Only 10?" Zhang Menglong muttered to himself.

"Yes, this vault opens every ten thousand years, and each time it nearly determines that civilization's development trajectory for the next ten thousand years," Otis said. "Historically, there's been a civilization that consecutively secured quite a nice bit of the Civilization's fire, progressing from Level Five Elementary Civilization to Level Five High-grade Civilization in less than a million years!"

"That quickly?" At an average pace, even for a Level Five Elementary Civilization to raise to a mid-level civilization, it would at least require several million or even tens of millions of years to potentially achieve.

"So it's extremely important for any civilization." Otis replied.

"Hmm," Zhang Menglong nodded. If their Cosmic Empire could seize such an opportunity, with the entire empire's growth speed skyrocketing, all of humanity would surely reap the developmental benefits.

"However, since those quotas are monopolized by high-grade civilizations, it results in advanced civilizations developing faster, while lower-grade civilizations remain stagnantly mediocre."

"Haha, I suddenly think our Huaxia's methods of reducing the wealth gap aren't bad," Zhang Menglong suddenly felt there's some resemblance between the two: high-income earners pay more tax and bear more social responsibility, low-income earners pay less tax and enjoy more social welfare, naturally controlling the gap within a certain range.

"I think, the speed disparity in the entire universe's development also needs a little adjustment."

"What do you mean?"

"Historically, what's the maximum number of people for a civilization entering this vault?" Zhang Menglong asked.

"I recall the top-ranked civilizations on the Cosmic Civilization ranking; the number one Noah Cosmic Empire secured a total of 10,000 quotas last time!"

"That many?" Zhang Menglong exclaimed.

"Yes, and in the end, their civilization returned nearly fully loaded, not only did they bring a lot out from the vault, but they also secured the most flourishing Fire of Fate."

"No objection from anyone?"

"How could there not be," Otis smiled wryly, "We Level Five Elementary Civilizations only have 10 quotas per family, theirs is a hundred times ours. Of course, we envy and resent them, but what could we do? To compare military power, we're worlds apart; to compare martial dao, their civilization possesses a Level Nine life form."

"Sigh, it's all tears when you talk too much!"

Each time during quota allocation, the kings of all Cosmic Empires gather together. Each time they hear the others receiving hundreds or even thousands of quotas, their hearts bleed.

But they are weak, and dare not voice any objections.

However, now things are different. Their Cosmic Empire now has 100 Level Five Peak Civilization warships, and Zhang Menglong even tamed a group of life forms surpassing Level Six, even some Level Eight Peak life forms!

This combined strength can now compete with those top Level Five Peak Civilizations on equal footing.

That is why Otis came, seeking Zhang Menglong's backing. This way, their Twin Whales Cosmic Empire could possibly secure several hundred or even several thousand quotas.

Even if their entire civilization doesn't have many outstanding Level Five life forms to enter the vault, the larger the base, the more chance for qualitative change, and at that time, their civilization's Fire of Fate would definitely be a hundredfold or even more than previous years. In the next ten thousand years, their civilization's development would explode.

"When does the quota distribution start?" Zhang Menglong asked.

"Next month, from here, through space jumps, it will take three to four days," Otis replied.

"How many quotas are you planning to get?" Zhang Menglong asked.

"1000...800 maybe." Otis initially thought of 1000 quotas but reconsidered, knowing that although their civilization has the strength to rival Level Five Peak Civilizations, its foundation is still too shallow.

The allocation of quotas is led by the ten strongest civilizations in the universe. If they raise any doubts, it could be very troublesome.

If they only ask for 800, it should not be too much of an issue?

"Short-sighted!" Zhang Menglong shook his head.

"Gou Dan, how many students are there currently at the Super God Academy?" Zhang Menglong asked.

"A total of 520,000," Gou Dan replied.

"How many are above Level Four life forms?"

"Currently, there are over 80,000 Level Four life forms, not including you, sir," Gou Dan responded, "there are a total of 17 Level Five life forms."

"Oh shoot, they're really catching up to me!" Zhang Menglong was surprised at how diligent the students were.

Bear in mind, Zhang Menglong's Potential Index was modified to be limitless by the Super God Academy, yet now he's almost being caught up by these kids with only a few dozen points of Potential Index -- it's somewhat embarrassing.

"So there's a total of over 80,000, huh?" Zhang Menglong had a rough estimate in mind.

"Mr. Zhang, as long as you're willing to accompany me to the quota distribution conference and display some of your slaves' strength, securing 800 quotas shouldn't be difficult, even 1000 might be achievable."

"No! Too few!" Zhang Menglong said, "Since we're going, we should be the most formidable group," Zhang Menglong contemplated, "This time, our Twin Whales Cosmic Empire shouldn't ask for too many, but a few tens of thousands of quotas should be reasonable!"