The Little Life of a Big Landlord

Chapter 219 Financing

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"Really???" Yang Ming felt a little ashamed.

"Master, don't listen to his nonsense. The highest level the Landlord Farm Space can reach is level 9. If you want to upgrade after level 9, you have to go to the Landlord Farm Space's production plant to upgrade..." Ya Ya jumped out at this moment, pointing at Megs, and said angrily.

"Huh??? You're kidding me???" Yang Ming's gaze towards Megs turned somewhat hostile.

"No..." Megs gave a wry smile, "What you just said was the highest level, of course I'm going to interpret it that way..."

"You're talking nonsense. If the farm space is upgraded again after reaching level 9, it won't be called the Landlord Farm Space anymore, but the Landlord Agricultural Universe Garden..." Ya Ya said angrily.

"Heh..." Seeing Yang Ming's increasingly unfriendly gaze, Megs's smile became even more bitter. "I really didn't mean to fool you. You should know that my level is just a level 4 landowner. Even if I gave you all my funds, I couldn't help you reach level 9, could I? Why don't you make a different request, like something in biotechnology, which is my specialty..."

"Hehe, it seems Your Excellency the Duke doesn't know what financing is..." Yang Ming chuckled, looking at Megs's wry smile.

"Oh??? I'd like to hear more..." Megs was good at biochemical research and really didn't know anything about finance.

"If you can't afford it by yourself, you can contact some friends. If everyone pools their resources and puts the money together, you can afford it, right? You should know that the creature I'm talking about is a creature even more advanced than the five-clawed snake..." Yang Ming laughed.

"Hmm??? That makes sense..." Megs' eyes lit up. "Then, we can use biotechnology to mass-produce this amazing creature..."

From the moment Yang Ming mentioned that dragons could control the weather of a planet, Meggs had already made up his mind that he absolutely had to obtain a genetic sample of this creature. As for the distribution issue, he figured he could simply give one to each person who participated in the financing, wouldn't that solve the problem?

In this way, they can obtain goods that are unavailable to those of their level at a very low cost. Who wouldn't take advantage of such a good deal?

"That's right, mass production is the key..." Yang Ming laughed.

"But can you guarantee, brother, that creature can evolve into that magical creature?" Megs asked.

"I can't guarantee it, but I can show you a video, and that might give you some idea..." Yang Ming smiled slightly and instructed Ya Ya, "Ya Ya, show His Excellency the Duke the video we recorded, the part where Xiao Bai evolves..."

"Yes..." Ya Ya quickly greeted her, and with a wave of her hand, another screen appeared in the space, displaying the part where Xiao Bai evolved into a dragon...

"My God, she evolved after eating an egg-laying dragon's egg..." Megs's eyes widened. "I've studied egg-laying dragons before. They're a degenerate form of a higher organism, but their eggs have very high nutritional value. However, they can't compare to this amazing creature. A single dragon egg can cause this ugly creature to evolve into this amazing one. This can only mean that this creature's genes are exceptionally perfect and have extremely high plasticity. I'd take it no matter the price..."

By the end, Megs' eyes had turned bloodshot, a grotesque, menacing red...

"Have you made your decision yet?" Yang Ming said, nodding to Ya Ya. Ya Ya understood, and with a wave of her hand, the screen turned into tiny specks of light and disappeared.

"Oh..." Megs, who was engrossed in the video, cried out in pain when the video suddenly disappeared. He glared at Yang Ming fiercely, but he couldn't say anything. After all, this was Yang Ming's territory, and the video data belonged to Yang Ming.

"Your Excellency, have you made up your mind?" Yang Ming asked again.

"I hope you can give me that video footage. I need it to convince my friend..." Megs gritted her teeth and made up her mind.

"You know, this kind of video is extremely valuable in the system..." Yang Ming smiled slightly, "And you need to understand one thing: I can't guarantee that just because you obtained the snake's genes, you'll be able to cultivate a dragon..."

"That ugly creature is called a snake??? A dragon??? So this magical creature is actually called a dragon??? It's related to the name of the egg-laying dragon..." Megs's eyes were glazed over, clearly, he was once again immersed in the beauty of the dragon.

"The names are similar, but our dragons have been around for thousands of years, and I have only been a landlord for less than a year. So, it's not because that python swallowed a dragon egg and evolved that we call her a dragon. Rather, she is our nation's totem beast..." Yang Ming explained.

"Indeed, indeed... this wondrous creature truly deserves to be called a divine beast..." Megs's heart was now filled with envy, jealousy, and hatred. He envied Yang Ming, he was jealous of Yang Ming, and even felt a deep resentment. Why wasn't this wondrous creature the totem beast of his own people? Why were some people born with such a high starting point? He had undergone countless genetic optimizations, incorporating the genetic arrangements of many strange races in the universe, to achieve a high genetic level. But some people were born with high-level genes...

"Let me reiterate, I can't guarantee that you can use snake genes to breed a dragon. Do you still want to buy it? If you really can't use snake genes to breed a snake, you can't sue me for deceiving consumers..." Yang Ming said.

"You just said that video also cost money. Our bio-planet is a planet that produces a lot of labor. If we give you bio-equipment, we'll be at a loss. How about this, I have a set of mechanical equipment that I'll give to you..." Megs came back to his senses, glared at Yang Ming fiercely, and said.

"Huh???" Yang Ming was somewhat surprised. "Isn't your bio-planet dedicated to researching biotechnology? As for your mechanical capabilities, are they up to par? Don't try to fool me with defective products..."

"You're judging others by your own petty standards..." Megs' face flushed red. "Our bio-planet's development direction is indeed along the path of bio-technology, and our mechanical equipment is indeed not up to par, but did I say that the mechanical equipment was produced on our planet??? Those were items that a wealthy landowner friend of mine used to exchange for mid-range bio-technology equipment. Their technological content has reached the mid-range level of the universe..."

"Oh??? Mid-range level in the universe??? My video doesn't seem worth that much, does it???" Yang Ming raised an eyebrow.

"Of course..." Megs glared at Yang Ming, her face flushing, "Now it's just a matter of you, the devil incarnate, getting off easy..."

"Hmph, most likely, the mechanical products produced using that so-called mid-range machinery are not recognized by the people in your area who are used to biochemical equipment, right? As a result, you are holding onto good things but are unable to create value..." Yang Ming said bluntly.

"I..." Megs blushed even more, and chuckled awkwardly, "Although you're young, you're certainly sharp..."

"Then why don't you sell the machines you produce through the system?" Yang Ming asked, puzzled.

"I was just praising you for being smart. There are countless mechanical products in the system. If we produce mid-range products, we can't compete with the professionals. If we produce low-end products, we can't keep up with the costs. It's just a waste of money..." Megs said through gritted teeth again.

He initially traded his mid-range biochemical instruments for mid-range mechanical equipment from a friend in a mechanical civilization, intending to produce a batch of mid-range machines on their planet, which lacked mechanical civilization, to profit from their scarcity and earn research funding. However, he never expected that the people, accustomed to biochemical products, would completely disregard mechanical civilization, causing him to seriously miscalculate.

"So it was just some junk that I had stuck with..." Yang Ming smiled slightly. "Can you guarantee that thing won't rust and affect its accuracy?"

"Are you kidding me??? That machine is made of cosmic alloy, how could it possibly rust??? Although I have made a series of modifications to it, it will not affect its precision at all. You know, I study genes, and my requirements for precision are even more demanding than those mechanical civilizations..." Megs said anxiously.

"You modified it???" Yang Ming raised an eyebrow, feeling that this old man was becoming increasingly unreliable. You, a graduate of human civilization, could modify the precision machinery produced by mechanical civilization???

"It's just a matter of switching to a bio-intelligent computer to suit my usage habits..." Megs said.

"Oh, you changed the software??? Then it's fine, okay, we'll change it..." Yang Mingdian nodded and said.

"Hehe, you said it yourself, you can't go back on your word..." Megs laughed.

No matter how good or valuable something is, it's no different from junk in the hands of someone who doesn't like it or can't realize its value. If he hadn't traded a mid-range biochemical instrument for that set of machinery, he probably would have dismantled it long ago and thrown it far away, out of sight, out of mind. As for Yang Ming's video recording, although it doesn't seem valuable, it allows him to explore the patterns within it. After all, he definitely needs to buy snake genes, and having a reference will save him a lot of detours.

And just like that, a video recording and a mid-range piece of machinery became synonymous...

Soon, the two completed the transaction. Yang Ming gave up a drop of his blood and a video recording, while he received a drop of Megs' blood, a state-of-the-art biochemical instrument, a mid-range mechanical device, a gene repair drug formula, and a contract to obtain the most advanced gene repair drug formula free of charge.

After exiting the farm space, Yang Ming still felt like he had been transported to another world: "Ya Ya, are you really sure he can't crack my genes??? And then cultivate countless copies of me??? And then be sold like slaves to every corner of the universe..."

The thought that in the distant universe, there were countless cyborgs who looked exactly like him, being driven around like slaves, gave him a strange feeling...

"Don't worry, sir. Advanced genes are extremely rare in the universe. If Megs really uses your genes to cultivate cyborgs, he will definitely protect them like treasures. You know, advanced gene beings are very rare in the universe. You were already assessed as having advanced genes without undergoing gene optimization, so what if you did undergo gene optimization? To what extent would you reach? You need to know that gene repair is not as simple as one plus one equals two. These batteries are different from ordinary batteries. After two of these batteries are connected, they may even generate the power of three or even four batteries. I even suspect that this old man Megs is very likely to risk being punished by the Cosmic Alliance to cultivate your genes into a cyborg with reproductive capabilities and combine it with their race to obtain your genes..." Ya Ya said.

"Oh..." Yang Ming nodded. "If we don't use reproduction, is gene fusion possible?"

"Absolutely impossible. In biological research, it is impossible to obtain perfect genes without any artificial intervention. So-called gene optimization is nothing more than linking one's own genes in the most perfect way, disconnecting the disharmonious ones, and making use of the idle ones..." Ya Ya said.

"That's good..." Yang Ming breathed a sigh of relief. "Don't tell Qingqing that Megs might make me a stud, or she'll get jealous again..."

After Yang Ming said that, he couldn't help but feel awkward about it. It was as if the person who might become a stud was just a cyborg created using his own genes...

"Master, I promise I won't tell Sister Qingqing..." Ya Ya smiled mischievously, "But Master must grant Ya Ya a request..."

"You dare to take advantage of our misfortune???" Yang Ming said, raising an eyebrow.

"Master, please agree! If you don't, I'll risk being punished by you just to tell the greatest, most jealous mistress in history, the beautiful Qingqing, about your infidelity..." Ya Ya's coquettishness was mixed with a threat.

"That's ruthless??? You're aiming for a lose-lose situation???" Yang Ming said in surprise, "Tell me then, what are your requests??? Make it clear beforehand, if your requests are too demanding, I'll pretend you didn't say anything..."

"Not at all, not at all. Ya Ya's request is that Master not upgrade the Landlord Farm space into the Landlord Agricultural Universe Garden..." Ya Ya said, looking pitiful.

"Why??? What's the difference between the Landlord Farm Space and the Landlord Agricultural Universe Park???" Yang Ming was quite surprised.

"Of course there's a difference, but not a big one. It's just the size of the space. The large landowner's farm is a space, like a continent, but the Cosmic Garden is different. The Cosmic Garden is a universe, like a folded space, with a planet inside..." Ya Ya said.

"That's about right. So why are you so opposed? Does it affect you?" Yang Ming asked.

"Of course, then Ya Ya will be formatted and disappear forever, Master, Ya Ya will miss you..." Ya Ya said with tears in her eyes.

"No way???" Yang Ming was somewhat surprised. "What good would it do to format you up??? You have experience managing farms..."

"Yaya's experience will remain, formatted, only Yaya's consciousness..." Yaya was already sobbing.

"If Yaya weren't in my life..." Yang Ming fell into deep thought.

"What will happen if we don't have it???" Ya Ya asked anxiously.

"It really takes some getting used to..." Yang Ming nodded. "It's decided then. We won't upgrade to the Cosmic Garden anymore. We'll just stay here as level 9 landowners..."

"Yay...Master, you're so kind..." Ya Ya was overjoyed, dancing happily up and down in the air, so beautiful that snot bubbles were coming out of her nose.

"Alright, alright, remember what you promised me. Don't let it slip in your excitement. If you do, I'll have to reconsider whether we should upgrade to the Cosmic Garden. After all, having a talkative girl around isn't a good thing..." Yang Ming said.

"Ugh..." Ya Ya quickly covered her mouth, shook her head vigorously, and mumbled, "I won't tell, I promise I won't tell..."

"Hmm, good that you remember..." Yang Ming nodded in satisfaction, a glint of light flashing in his eyes as he regained his composure, his gaze falling on the little doll on the table.

The little baby lay quietly on the table, sucking on a tiny finger, sleeping peacefully. Her fair and delicate skin glowed with a soft luster. Although her little face was wrinkled, the shape was perfect, and her features were exquisitely detailed, all perfectly matched.

"Hmph, when my son is born, you'll stay with him and be his playmate. Although you can't have children to carry on the family line, you can still be his maid..." Yang Ming smiled and hugged the baby, stood up, and said to Yang Guizi, who was standing quietly to the side, "Let's go out now. Follow behind me, lest the security system here shoot you full of bullets..."

"Yes..." Yang Guizi quickly replied.

So Yang Ming walked ahead, with Yang Guizi following closely behind, and the two headed outside.

"Yang Ming... that stinking farmer... the fourth brother..."

Zhao Dongge went out to look for Yang Ming, but after searching the house inside and out, he couldn't find any trace of Yang Ming. He tried calling, but the phone kept saying it was out of service area. He wanted to go to the back garden, but found that the gate was locked and he couldn't get in without the key. Just as he was standing at the back garden gate, wondering if he should climb over the wall, a hand suddenly patted him lightly on the shoulder.

"Who..." Zhao Dongge was startled and suddenly darted forward, pressing his body against the fence gate. At the same time, he turned around to see what was tapping his shoulder.

"Hehe, young man, how are you..." An old man with a white beard grinned lewdly, his ruddy old face close to Zhao Dongge's eyes.

"My God..." Zhao Dongge screamed, his whole body covered in a cold sweat, "What are you???"

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