"Sir, you have successfully purchased a planet with the serial number EV7RYVF54. You have full sovereignty and right to self-defense for this planet. Please pay the purchase amount of 10,000 Cosmic Coins!"
"That's really cheap!" Zhang nglong casually paid the amount in the Universal Alliance's system.
He originally worried whether the money Zhang Kai left him would be enough to buy Earth. Looking back now, such concerns were quite laughable.
"Never thought our Earth would turn out to be the lowest value tier." Zhang nglong quipped.
"Director, it's quite normal. Your Earth's technology has only developed over a few hundred years and is still in the initial form of a Level One civilization. This price is already quite generous!"
"Sir, you have completed the paynt," said the staff responsible for handling planet claiming with great respect. Anyone who can fork out 10,000 Cosmic Coins is considered very wealthy in the universe, much richer than these low-level staff.
"Thank you!" Zhang nglong quickly received an email from the Universal Alliance, listing the various rights of a planet owner, all of which are protected by the Universal Alliance.
From this mont, Zhang nglong had already beco the owner of Earth. In reality, they had been so for thousands of years.
"Hmm? Why is there another ssage?" Zhang nglong saw another email in his inbox.
This was a ssage from the Milky Way civilization.
Mr. Zhang nglong, we have just learned that you purchased a planet with the serial number EV7RYVF54 through the Universal Alliance. According to the coordinates you uploaded, your planet does not belong to any Level Two civilization's territory, so its safety will be protected by the Milky Way.
According to relevant Milky Way laws, you are required to pay 10% of the planet's annual total yield as tax. Considering you just bought the planet, taxes will be halved for the first 100 years. A representative will contact you shortly to discuss related matters.
Though it sounded very polite, Zhang nglong could discern the underlying ssage—it was basically a demand for protection money!
Originally, Zhang nglong planned to assemble a fleet, so even if invaded, they could protect themselves. Why should he pay you protection money?
Even if the Milky Way blew up, it wouldn't affect Earth. Perhaps they'd need to pay Earth protection money instead; it truly was nonsensical!
Sure enough, not long after, Zhang nglong received a communication request.
"They really are efficient!" Zhang nglong imdiately accepted the communication request.
An ET-looking creature appeared in the holographic image, making it seem like it had hair.
"Greetings, Lord of EV7RYVF54. I am Ekksar from the Galactic Comprehensive Managent Office, here to discuss tax-related matters with you."
"Wait!" Zhang nglong directly interrupted him, "I have a question for you first."
"Please go ahead." Although Ekksar used respectful language, it was clear his tone lacked any genuine respect.
It's important to know that the so-called Galactic Comprehensive Managent Office is essentially a governntal body within the Milky Way. Its staff are galactic-level civil servants!
Especially those responsible for tax collection, who have not only high status but also a lot of perks.
Level Three civilization people, even if their Life Levels aren't high, look down trendously upon Level One and Level Two civilization people, even if they're rulers of a civilization.
"I've purchased my planet through the Universal Alliance, which should make
its owner, right?"
"Yes, you can interpret it that way."
"I possess all rights of profit, self-defense, and trade concerning my planet, correct?"
"That's correct."
"Given that it's my planet with no relation to you, why should I pay you taxes?"
Actually, such inquiries frequently arise, especially for individuals who have just beco planetary lords and aren't assigned by a civilization—these questions are common.
"Lord, our universe is currently in a state of overall peace with localized conflicts, including the Milky Way. You must understand that your purchased planet is only a Level One civilization—it's very weak."
"We can offer you protection within our capacity, so you needn't worry about threats and ard attacks from other civilizations, and we only charge a proportionate tax. It's quite fair."
"Oh, no thanks," Zhang nglong rejected outright. "I'm going to build my own fleet. I don't think any idiotic civilization would attack us, so I don't need your protection."
"Lord, we have your relevant data. Your planet, EV7RYVF54, has been rated by the Universal Alliance as being at the most elentary level of a Level One civilization. I fear even with your fleet, you'd fall short against other Level One civilizations."
"Moreover, we can't guarantee that other civilizations won't intentionally cause conflicts, so we hope you carefully consider!"
This statent carried a hint of threat.
As the Milky Way's big boss, so slightly stronger Level One or even Level Two civilizations don't mind playing the role of henchn to please the boss.
"Isn't this just protection money?" Zhang nglong laughed. "Why don't you ask your Lord if he has the guts to collect protection money from ?"
"You dare challenge our Milky Way's Lord?" Typically, when discussions reach this point, those stubborn lords would comply and pay taxes. It's the first ti Ekksar had encountered a lord like Zhang nglong who wouldn't budge and countered directly!
"Challenge your Lord? I'm doing just that. Ask him if he dares to utter even a half-word!" Zhang nglong said, "Well, my phone's out of juice, I'm hanging up!"
"Forget it, I'll send O'Lawrence a heads-up so we don't stir up any trouble while I'm not on Earth."
...
"Still haven't figured out what's happening?" O'Lawrence scowled at his subordinates. "A fleet from the Twin Whales Cosmic Empire arrives in our Galaxy, and you know nothing?"
"Lord, it's a Level Five civilization fleet. Our technology can't detect it, so there's nothing we can do." The Milky Way's Legion Commander looked aggrieved; even if they detected it, what could they do?
"What happened with the Izek civilization?"
"No witnesses saw what happened, but we found two residual energy forces there, both reaching Level Six Life Forms' standards!"
"Level Six Life Forms?" O'Lawrence was terrified. A single Level Six Life Form could turn the Twin Whales Cosmic Empire upside down. What were two Level Six Life Forms doing in his little Galaxy? Demolition work?
Could it be related to that character?" O'Lawrence couldn't help but think of the mysterious figure who previously wanted to buy the Izek civilization.
Just then, O'Lawrence's intelligent system sent another communication request.
"It's him!" O'Lawrence didn't dare delay. "Hello, Mr. Zhang."
"O'Lawrence, I need a favor."
"Please, go ahead."
"Recently, I bought a planet with the serial number EV7RYVF54, and your people want to collect my tax. I think I can protect my own planet. What do you think?"
"Which idiot! Asking to die?" O'Lawrence imdiately spewed cosmic profanities. Who's stupid enough to want to collect taxes from this big shot?
"Rest assured, I will handle this matter right away."
"Thanks a lot!" Zhang nglong laughed.
"Mr. Zhang, may I ask you sothing?"
"What is it?"
"Recently, in the Izek civilization, we detected the presence of two Level Six Life Forms and a Level Five fleet. I shouldn't be asking, but I am, after all, the Lord of the Galaxy. This..."
"Oh, that fleet was summoned by . A business cheat tried to harm
and brought a Level Six Life Form to kill . I punched them and crushed them."
"A punch crushed a Level Six Life Form?" Despite the uncertain truth, rely commanding a Level Five civilization fleet was already pants-wetting for him.
"Is there any problem?"
"No problem, no problem." O'Lawrence wouldn't dare have any problems. Even if soone claid punching dead a Level Six Life Form, or even punching his dear mother to death, he'd still say there was no issue!
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