Ancestral Wealth Inheritance System

"A batch?" Hughes Peter was stunned by those two words.

He had encountered individuals purchasing a Cosmic Battleship before, but such things were priced way out of the average person's reach. Very few people could afford to buy even one.

Usually, a large-scale purchase of Cosmic Battleships only happened when a civilization was preparing for a massive war, and such orders would not fall to someone like him. Typically, their manager or boss would negotiate personally.

"Sir, are you joking?" Hughes Peter still found it hard to believe.

"Do you think I can't afford it?" Fang Jueyu wasn't angry. He knew the other could see part of his personal information. Coming from a level-one low civilization, how could he normally afford a Cosmic Battleship? It was unimaginable for them to produce any cosmic currency.

"No, no, no, sir. I just wanted to confirm." Hughes Peter quickly said. What if he really could afford it? He would be ruining a business deal. If someone else got this big order, that would be bearable, but if he lost it, his job could be on the line.

"What's the highest grade of battleship you can manufacture here?" Fang Jueyu asked.

"Sir, our Ronald civilization, although only a level-three high civilization, is advancing towards level four. It's not that our technology isn't advanced enough, but our connections, resources, and wealth are lacking. However, we can already manufacture battleships for a level-four civilization!"

As he spoke, Hughes Peter's ugly face showed a hint of pride. This was the glory of their civilization.

"Oh?" Fang Jueyu was a bit surprised. He thought he could only buy battleships from a level-three high civilization.

"What models do you have? Let me take a look."

Hughes Peter suddenly felt a surge of joy inside. Was he really going to buy a level-four battleship? My god! Their entire Ronald civilization might not sell a few level-four battleships in a whole year. If this business went through, he could not only get a huge commission but could also leverage this success for a promotion and a raise!

"Where did this rich man come from? If I judged him based on his civilization and missed this opportunity in my life, I'd be a fool!" Hughes Peter suddenly felt a burst of luck.

"Sir, these are all the models of level-four battleships we can produce, suitable for large-scale military wars under various environments. You can choose according to your personal needs."

Dozens of models of battleships were listed before Fang Jueyu, with a long stream of notes and introductions that made him feel like an idiot. He couldn't even understand many terms from these level-four civilization items!

"Xiao Yi, you better help me pick…" Fang Jueyu was at a loss.

"Host, I suggest purchasing the Titan-21 model battleship. Its level of intelligence is relatively high, with most functions controlled by an intelligent system. It also simplifies many unnecessary procedures. The key point is, it has the largest size, and aren't you looking for deterrent power? Hehehe!"

"I like it!" Fang Jueyu displayed a wicked grin. Regular level-four battleships range from 2,000 to 3,000 meters in length, but the Titan-21 was over 5,000 meters. If any greedy civilization set its eyes on the Sage Crystals on Earth, they would find a vast fleet waiting for them when they arrived.

"Mr. Hughes Peter, I want 1,000 Titan-21 Cosmic Battleships and enough energy crystals to sustain use for 100 years. Can you deliver in five years?"

"Wh-what? 1,000 ships?" Hughes Peter felt his blood start to race. The unit price of a Titan-21 was 5 trillion cosmic currency, meaning 1,000 ships would be 5 quadrillion! Even an ordinary level-three civilization couldn't come up with that kind of money! Was this man a wealthy heir from a level-four or even top-tier civilization?

"Sir, I'm afraid we can't do that..." Hughes Peter showed a difficult expression.

Their tech level had just reached the threshold of a level-four civilization. Manufacturing level-four Cosmic Battleships wasn't easy, and even if the factories worked non-stop, five years would only be enough for ten ships.

The costs of such things were extremely high. They had no stock and everything had to be custom-made.

"Sir, we likely can't meet your request. In five years, we could only guarantee ten ships. Even in a mid-level-four civilization, annual production doesn't exceed 100 ships."

"Ah? Is that so? Hahaha!" Fang Jueyu felt a bit awkward. Maybe he was thinking like a nouveau riche. But come to think of it, such weapons of war surely required time.

"Host, even ten would be enough. Against a hundred level-three civilizations' battleships, we could still win!"

"No, no, no, Xiao Yi. That would only hurt them, not scare them. I want no civilization to dare approach Earth again!"

"Mr. Hughes Peter, how strong is your production capacity for the Carlos D8 model battleship?" Fang Jueyu asked. This model was one of the most common battleships for a level-three high civilization, and it wouldn't be inferior to any relic ship on Earth.

"Sir, we can produce about 100 of those a year, and we've got around 300 in stock."

"Five years, I need 1,000 ships, can you do it?" Fang Jueyu asked in a no-nonsense tone.

"Sir, this…" To be honest, an output of 700 ships over five years was still a bit challenging.

"I'll pay 50% more!"

"Sir, it can be done!" Hughes Peter immediately agreed firmly. Their factory's production capacity wasn't enough, but they could outsource. Though it would cost some profit, Fang Jueyu had raised the price by 50%. There was no reason to refuse. If he did, his boss might kill him.

"Then I'll take those, and that batch of Mobile Soldiers I want now; as for those 1,010 battleships, I'll collect them five years later."

"Sir, according to our policy, we require a 50% deposit for custom orders. This order is so large that..."

"Fine, I understand. Help me calculate the bill then!"

"Sir, the unit price for the level-four and level-three battleships you want is 5 trillion cosmic currency and 200 billion cosmic currency, respectively, totaling 250 trillion cosmic currency. As for the Mobile Soldiers, we'll give them to you for free. After a 2% discount, the total is 245 trillion cosmic currency. You'll need to pay a deposit of 122.5 trillion cosmic currency first."

Hughes Peter's body trembled slightly. Did he really have so much money? If this business succeeded, his commission…

25 billion cosmic currency! In his whole life, no, even over a hundred lifetimes, he couldn't make so much money.

"Transfer it! Give me your Cosmic Bank account details so I can send it directly!"

"Okay, okay, sir, our Cosmic Bank account is xxxxxxxxxxx!"

"Xiao Yi, help me with the transaction! Should we just pay the full amount?"

"Got it, host!" Fang Jueyu transferred authorization to Xiao Yi. In the cosmos, it was common for many people to have their private intelligent systems. It was a common practice.

Moments later, Hughes Peter received the notification of the transfer.

245 trillion cosmic currency, all transferred at once! He really had that much money!

"Sir, we only require a 50% deposit. You didn't have to…" Hughes Peter was trying his best to control his emotions. His vitals were starting to go out of control according to the instruments on his body.

"Oh, I don't like decimals. Having a few extra zeroes makes me feel more comfortable. I'm not short on money, so I just paid the whole amount."

"Okay… alright, sir…" Hughes Peter was speechless. Paying the full amount just because he didn't like decimals? But simply adding zeroes at the end would remove the decimal point!

He spent hundreds of trillions of cosmic currency without even batting an eye. What kind of God-level spendthrift was this?