I Inherited 5,000 Years of Family Property-Chapter 1381 1385: So What If I Help You Score Big

"Watch where you're going, dammit, my milk tea is about to spill!" Zhang Menglong kicked the head of the large combat machine fiercely, and the movement of the machine became much more stable.
"Who is that?" The two Main Gods looked at the mechanical troop, whose uniform appearance had been freshly painted, looking brand new.
"Don't any of you move, or if I accidentally hit you, it's not my problem!" said the teenager on top of the giant combat machine.
Suddenly, hundreds of combat machines raised their arms, and all their weapon compartments opened. In an instant, they unleashed a barrage of firepower forward.
The attacks astonishingly bypassed them precisely, targeting those five combat machines besieging them!
Even though those combat machines had incredibly powerful computing capabilities, able to effectively dodge crossfire from dozens of other machines,
facing hundreds of combat machines, with their computing power upgraded by Gou Dan, they instantly analyzed all routes of evasion for the five combat machines and perfectly intercepted every route, leaving almost no room for dodging.
The intense and powerful firepower immediately tore those five combat machines apart, reducing them to mere fragments as they hit the ground.
"Done!" Zhang Menglong snapped his fingers, "You guys, go patrol around and don't let any of those uncontrolled hunk of irons get near here."
A squad of combat machines immediately dispersed to various directions to stand guard.
The two Main Gods were dumbfounded by the scene. The teenager could control an entire troop of combat machines? How is this even fair? While they're here struggling for their lives, he's lounging on top of a combat machine acting like a big baby. Is he cheating?
"Seems like it's him! That Zhang Menglong guy!"
"Is it him? The one who can operate perfect bio-soldier remnants?"
Finally, the two recognized Zhang Menglong.
"I remember when he first arrived, he was just at the Saint level, and now he's already at the True God Realm," they recalled the time Zhang Menglong bought 10 buckets of perfect bio-soldier blood. "Did he really absorb all the energy from that blood? How long has it been?"
At that moment, Zhang Menglong approached them, "How are you guys holding up?"
"Alright, just some minor injuries, a couple of days rest, and we'll be fine." Although puzzled by Zhang Menglong's ability to control the combat machines, it didn't affect their gratitude towards him, since if not for his sudden appearance, they would feel lucky if even one of them survived.
"Okay," Zhang Menglong nodded, "Go search this area for me, bring back anything good you find, and if you encounter similar types, find a way to infect them for me."
Indeed, Zhang Menglong was leading this troop of combat machines to scour relics across cities. Now that they're here, they can't just idly waste time, can they? Since this was once a battlefield with the Main World, there must still be plenty of valuable finds.
On his journey, Zhang Menglong had quite a harvest, collecting 12 pieces of perfect bio-soldier remnants and various other oddities.
"Would you like to come rest at my place first?" Zhang Menglong asked, "In your current state, you'd probably get wiped out facing just two or three combat machines. My place is quite safe."
The two exchanged glances of gratitude, knowing they desperately needed a quiet place to recuperate.
As for why Zhang Menglong helped them... honestly, with those hundreds of combat machines, if he had any ill intentions, there would be no need for tricks.
"Thank you," they expressed gratefully, "Mr. Zhang, here's two million Starstones. We know it's too little for saving our lives, but it's a small token of our appreciation."
"Hahaha, why are you doing this, I'm embarrassed?" Zhang Menglong chuckled while fluidly accepting the items.
Embarrassed? Would he really feel embarrassed?
Under the protection of these hundreds of combat machines, encountering any danger was hardly possible, as they swaggered down the street, traversing half the city to reach Zhang Menglong's current base.
They were astounded; the area transformed by Zhang Menglong seemed like a military base. They initially thought the hundreds of combat machines were impressive enough, almost unbeatable in this world.
However, they realized they underestimated the scale.
At the base's entrance, hundreds of combat machines stood in two rows, welcoming Zhang Menglong's return, even playing quite thrilling music.
"Welcome home, Master!" The combat machines greeted Zhang Menglong in unison, bowing respectfully.
"Thank you for your hard work!" Zhang Menglong beamed, waving his hand.
"At your service, Master!"
Passing through the entrance like a parade, they were dumbstruck by the sight of tens of thousands of combat machines forming combat formations!
The ones accompanying him earlier were just a small detachment.
With such a large army, who could possibly pose a threat to Zhang Menglong?
"Boss, one fried rice noodle, light on the spice, extra scallions, and add a hot dog!" Zhang Menglong casually ordered from what appeared to be a food stall.
"And another fruit barrel with seven-tenths sugar and pudding, please."
As they moved slightly, there was actually a combat machine standing at the stall.
And now, the combat machine was holding a spatula and pan with both hands, cooking!
This is supposed to be a combat machine, not a chef robot, right? Who taught you to use it like this?
Continuing to look down the street, there were milk tea shops, fried chicken shops, board game shops, and so on, all managed by combat machines. Can you imagine a pitch-black robot with cannons all over shaking a cup of pearl milk tea? This surpassed their understanding!
"Make way!" A massive combat machine squeezed them aside. This big guy had eight arms, a structure surely terrifying in combat, yet now those arms were all holding cleaning tools.
"This... I suddenly want to kill him."
"Me too..."
"Yo, back already, Menglong?" Nado and Hui, dripping with sweat, approached from a direction.
Following Zhang Menglong, they had nothing to do; after a year, they could easily pass the first level of the Nine-story Tower. However, knowing others were fighting desperately while they enjoyed luxuries didn't sit right.
So Zhang Menglong generously built them gyms and combat rooms, where the combat machines became their best trainers, providing battle experience and ensuring absolute safety.
"You can rest here for now; nothing will threaten your safety."
"Mr. Zhang, if you don't mind, we'd like to follow you closely in this trial!" The two were intelligent, knowing they were still at the first level but feeling that Zhang Menglong might lead them into the Main World!
"It's not impossible," Zhang Menglong considered, knowing having a group with him could be quite convenient when reaching the Main World. "As long as you're loyal, how about I take you to a big score?"