"Mr. Zhang, rest assured, not only does the planet you bought not require taxation, but the ten Level Two civilizations you gave to your friends also won't need to pay taxes in the future. I'll personally arrange it."
O'Lawrence wasn't a fool. Although this would cause him to lose some benefits, in the long run, it was definitely a very worthwhile trade. Their civilization now had someone who could command a Level Five fleet. Who in the entire Twin Whales Cosmic Empire would dare mess with the Milky Way in the future?
"Well, thank you very much, Mr. O'Lawrence," Zhang Menglong said. "I'll be residing in the Milky Way from now on. If there are any threats to the Milky Way, let me know in advance!"
"Yes!" A smile appeared on O'Lawrence's face.
This big shot was going to permanently reside in the Milky Way! That meant his fleet would always be stationed there. He's practically a Guardian God!
"Someone, come!" O'Lawrence immediately ordered.
