I Inherited 5,000 Years of Family Property-Chapter 1454 - 1458: Who Knocked Over My Tomato Hot Pot

"Brother Zhang, are you going to protect that person?" Zhang Menglong's idea left Hui and the others astonished.

Previously, although Zhang Menglong was disrupting the entire trial, he was still acting and completing tasks according to the rules set by the Nine-story Tower Administrator. This time, however, he wasn't just trying to disrupt the balance of the trial, he intended to destroy the entire trial!

"Brother Zhang, that's too dangerous," Qing advised, "If you really do this, you're not just setting yourself against the Nine-story Tower Administrator, but against all the challengers."

"Yeah, directly entering the Main World—isn't that a huge temptation? Honestly, I wish I could catch that so-called traitor right now. Haven't we been taking these trials for hundreds of thousands of years for this moment?"

"Let me just ask you, are you on my side?" Zhang Menglong said defiantly.

"We're certainly on your side! But... if you protect him, we may never get out."

"That's not necessarily true," Zhang Menglong laughed, "Did you just listen carefully? The Nine-story Tower Administrator said that traitor escaped to this world, which means this world is interconnected. Since that's the case, who can guarantee there's no other way to reach that world?"

"Besides, I don't like being restricted by others," Zhang Menglong stated, "Just in time for my rebellion stage, as long as I make them unhappy, I'm satisfied."

"Fine, whatever you say goes!" The group had known Zhang Menglong for a long time and understood his personality well; once he made up his mind, nothing would change it.

Moreover, no matter how outrageous or unconventional the matter, as long as Zhang Menglong did it, it would definitely be unique. Looking at it from another angle, it might not be a bad idea.

"Isn't it just stirring up trouble? We're with you!"

"Hahaha, if it weren't for you, we might have died in the first trial. Our lives were given by you, so we'll risk them alongside you."

...

The surrounding scene began to change at this moment, becoming an incredibly barren world, so desolate that there was nothing but an endless desert.

"This time it's finally a normal world."

The power of Zhang Menglong and the others had fully restored to its original level; this world no longer restricted their powers.

"No World Force?" Zhang Menglong let Gou Dan scan the area briefly—there were no signs of intelligent life within millions of kilometers, nor was there any World Force, seeming like an abandoned world.

"I've seen some residual information from other worlds before; in this world of the Nine-story Tower, there are plenty of barren worlds that the Main World people completely obliterated without leaving a trace. But generally, these worlds shouldn't be used as trial worlds."

"Indeed, there's not even the threat of any life forms or artificial creations, nor is there World Force—what kind of trial is this?"

"What if none of us find that traitor? Are we trapped here forever?"

"I suppose it's just because that person fled to this world, so they set the place up here?"

"But we don't have any basic information about this person—what they look like, their strength. Someone who can be wanted by the Main World and escape their siege is likely among the best of perfect life forms."

"Yeah, our strength is easily crushed even by ordinary perfect life forms. It seems only Brother Zhang could subdue him."

...

Everyone was discussing back and forth but couldn't reach any conclusions; they all felt somewhat at a loss—without any clue, how were they supposed to find this person?

"Since that so-called traitor is in this world, he should leave some traces. Let's search everywhere!"

Millions of people split into small teams, dispersing in all directions.

"Brother Zhang, we should also take a look around."

"Wait a moment!" Zhang Menglong said.

Everyone looked at Zhang Menglong in confusion as he suddenly sat down inexplicably, closed his eyes, and went into a meditative state, resembling a sham priest.

Zhang Menglong's hair visibly turned gray and brittle, as if his life force rapidly drained from his body, then instantly replenished again, his state wildly shifting between old and young.

Yet, others were not in a hurry and waited quietly beside Zhang Menglong.

After about an hour, Zhang Menglong stood up, exhaled deeply, and muttered to himself, "This Great Prophecy is really terrifying—if my life force weren't endless, even an ordinary Main God might not withstand such consumption."

"The Great Prophecy" is a predictive ability for past and future that Zhang Menglong learned from the Super God Academy's teacher; using it costs life force, with consumption depending on the prediction object and one's own power.

Earlier, he used it to seek information about the traitor, and due to having no clues, the life force consumption was highly severe. Additionally, it appeared the traitor's power was equally formidable.

If any present attempted to use this magic to find the traitor, no one might withstand such consumption.

"I roughly know where he is." Zhang Menglong looked in a certain direction.

"You figured it out?"

"Just roughly," Zhang Menglong said, "I have a secret technique that can predict the future and past to some extent."

"This… this ability is heaven-defying."

"This is a divine ability, isn't it?"

"Brother Zhang, quickly see if I can become a perfect life form in the future."

"Hahaha, you should check for me too!"

"Alright, stop joking," Hui laughed, "You saw Brother Zhang's state earlier; this must have great cost and many limitations."

"Let's go, let's find him!"

...

This barren world was expansive beyond measure. Zhang Menglong and his companions navigated in a spaceship for more than three days, finding nothing but desert—it felt utterly monotonous.

Yet, who would have thought that while others were busy searching for the traitor, Zhang Menglong was leisurely eating hot pot.

"How is it, my secret tomato pot is quite tasty, right?"

"Delicious! Brother Zhang, I didn't expect your hometown's cuisine to be so tasty."

"If you like, next time I'll make you a butter pot! I've stored plenty of SSS-grade monster meat, and the texture is marvelous..."

"Boom!"

Suddenly, a thunderous explosion sounded from ahead, followed by a powerful wave that rocked the spaceship back and forth.

Although this spaceship could withstand attacks from ordinary Saints, a mere wave had such terrifying power—it was unbelievable.

"Damn it! My tomato pot!" Zhang Menglong hurled away the bowl in his hand, "Who the hell is fighting here? Pay up!"