Ancestral Wealth Inheritance System
Chapter 506 - 506: 50,000 Trillion Cosmic Coins

"Are you saying exchange as much as I want?" Upon hearing Fang Jueyu's tone, Shabelle couldn't help but laugh.

Although Shabelle and Natu were on equal footing, there was an age difference that was not insubstantial. Don't be fooled by Shabelle's youthful appearance; a human Source Energy User could easily live for thousands of years. Shabelle was already over 500 years old.

She had been navigating the black market within this Morale civilization for over two hundred years, finally establishing her own enterprises. The wealth she accumulated over these years was almost comparable to that of a ruler of a second-tier civilization, with annual income definitely exceeding tens of trillions of cosmic credits!

To be frank, she was willing to be friends with Natu only because of the friendship between their fathers. Otherwise, Natu could hardly justify calling her a peer.

Due to her outstanding management skills, Shabelle's business grew ever larger. Her father even invested a considerable amount of cosmic credits in her currency exchange business there, capable of meeting more than a third of the demand in this black market!

In over 200 years of doing currency business here, Shabelle had never heard anyone say they wanted to exchange all the Morale currency circulating there. That was an astronomical figure.

"Brother Fang, sister here has been doing business for two hundred years but has never seen someone with such ambitions as you," Shabelle said in a gentle tone, "Your spaceship may be expensive, but it should have been bought by your elders, right? First time out?"

"Shabelle, you have a keen eye. It is indeed my first time leaving our civilization."

"You're carrying a mission from your family to buy slaves?" Shabelle was trying to subtly figure out just how much money Fang Jueyu had on him.

Fang Jueyu himself might not have much money, but his background was another story. If he was sent by his family to purchase, even bringing tens of quadrillions of cosmic credits wouldn't be impossible.

But even with tens of quadrillions of cosmic credits, it couldn't exhaust all her liquidity.

"No, my father got a ticket to the Cosmic Slave Fair, so he let me go out to gain some experience. I might purchase a batch to bring back."

"I see." Shabelle's eyes faintly showed a hint of disappointment. In that case, Fang Jueyu probably wouldn't have much money, and having tens of trillions of cosmic credits would already be quite good.

But tens of trillions of cosmic credits were still no small business. The black markets on the entire Morale planet were countless, and based on her regular customer volume, tens of trillions of cosmic credits were about the total business volume of one day.

"Brother Fang, how many slaves do you plan to buy back?"

"I plan to buy 10,000 for now," replied Fang Jueyu.

"Hmm, it seems your family is indeed not small, to want so many Source Energy-level slaves. Are they to manage your residence?" Apparently, both Natu and Shabelle assumed the 10,000 slaves Fang Jueyu desired were merely of Source Energy Level.

"In that case, let me exchange 50 trillion cosmic credits for you, Brother Fang. I won't shortchange you on the exchange rate, either; 1:29 is a very fair rate."

"Hmm, that sounds reasonable. If I went to other currency exchanges, I'd probably only get a rate of 1:28."

"Hmm? Only 50 trillion? That might not be enough, isn't the cheapest Divine-level slave around a hundred billion cosmic credits or so?" Fang Jueyu wore a naturally dumbfounded expression.

"Hold on!" Natu and Shabelle suddenly realized they might have misunderstood Fang Jueyu earlier. "Brother Fang, you're not buying Source Energy-level slaves?"

"No, I plan to buy 10,000 Divine-level slaves. If I can get them, I also want to buy a few Controller-level slaves." Even Natu had several Divine Ability Users for protection nearby. How could he not have a few Controllers as bodyguards?

"Xiao Yi, what kind of slaves do you think I should buy?"

"Host, I think the civilization that's coming to Earth should be one that has come before. If they learned about Earth's situation, besides sending cosmic battleships, they'd probably send a group of Divine-level Martial Artists. Of course, their numbers won't be particularly large, nor their strength especially formidable. Ten thousand seventh-tier Divine Ability Users should be more than enough."

Xiao Yi's envisioned scenario was already the worst case. It was known that even a secondary civilization couldn't produce many Divine-level beings on average.

"The price of a seventh-tier Divine-level being from an ordinary race should be around two trillion cosmic credits. For 10,000, I need to prepare two hundred quadrillion cosmic credits. One trillion equals a quadrillion, so that's twenty quadrillion. Tsk tsk, this way of calculating numbers is really something to get used to."

"Host, didn't you also want to try buying a few Controller-level Martial Artists? You might as well prepare fifty quadrillion cosmic credits!"

"Hmm, that should be about enough, and if it's not, I can exchange another batch just before the official Cosmic Slave Fair."

"Sister Shabelle, I plan to exchange fifty quadrillion cosmic credits. Can you exchange that many Morale credits for me here?"

"What? Fifty... fifty quadrillion?" Hearing this jaw-dropping number, both Natu and Shabelle couldn't remain calm. Nearly one hundred and fifty quadrillion Morale credits? Was he planning to buy 10,000 pinnacle Divine Ability Users?

What exactly was he planning? Was he forming a third-tier civilization?

Natu's father, as a ruler of a third-tier civilization, could only mobilize hundreds of thousands of Divine Ability Users at most. As for those above the seventh tier, there were at most a hundred thousand or so.

They weren't even sure if they could purchase 10,000 seventh-tier Divine Ability Users on the black market. Was he really buying slaves or was he, damn it, wholesaling or restocking?

"Sister Shabelle, don't you have that many Morale credits?" Fang Jueyu noticed the troubled expression on Shabelle's face. Such a large fourth-tier civilization couldn't possibly not scrounge up a few quadrillion Morale credits, could they?

Of course, just a few quadrillion Morale credits, even tens of quadrillions or hundreds of quadrillions, such a large civilization would naturally be able to produce.

But it was known that the civilization had countless banks, and just the Morale home planet had countless small and large banks.

As for the black market, the planet hosted thousands of them, with several currency exchanges roughly similar to Shabelle's. What she controlled was only a small part, enough for her regular operations.

Who would have thought she'd one day come across such a massive deal?

Shabelle's expression when looking at Fang Jueyu didn't seem like he was joking. If this deal went through, her profit alone would equate to decades worth of business. How could she pass up on such a large deal?

"Yes! Yes!" Shabelle, fearing the deal would fall through, hurried to soothe Fang Jueyu's emotions.

"Give me an hour!" Indeed, Shabelle truly didn't have that many Morale credits. Her available working capital might reach about thirty quadrillion.

But it's known that the currency exchanges in this black market weren't just limited to hers.

"Brother Fang, sit down for a while. Since you're a friend of Brother Natu, you're also my friend. I'll give you an exchange rate of 1:30 for this transaction. Give me an hour, and I'll certainly get you 150 quadrillion Morale credits."

"Alright, I'll wait here." Fang Jueyu settled into a comfortable spot, not rushed at all.

"Hey? Brother Natu, what's wrong? You look paralyzed?" Fang Jueyu suddenly noticed Natu looking at him like a monster.

"No, I'm really beginning to suspect your family runs a bank in a top civilization..."

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