I Inherited 5,000 Years of Family Property-Chapter 621 - 619: The Entire Super God Academy Mobilizes

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"California's relevant departments have already confirmed Hu Bufan's actions in Huaxia and, according to local laws, sentenced him to 10 years imprisonment!"

Under California's legal process, it usually takes at least six months for an offender to go from being sued to the end of the trial, and some drawn-out cases could even drag on for three years.

How could Californians have the nerve to drag it out? Zhang Menglong was ready with a trillion US dollars, ready to crush them at any moment. Forget dragging it out for three years, three months, they'd probably overturn the heavens if they dared to drag it out for three days.

Gathering evidence, verification, sentencing, all completed within three days—something that even Hu Bufan himself wouldn't be able to conclude so quickly in Huaxia under related procedures.

The moment he was handcuffed, Hu Bufan's mentality collapsed completely. Hadn't he already returned home? Given his family's background and influence in California, even if they couldn't keep him completely out of jail, dragging it out for a year or more to minimize the issue wasn't supposed to be difficult, right?

He thought he had escaped from the jaws of death, only to find out he had jumped out of the frying pan and into the fire—his mentality was completely shattered!

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"That's how it should be!"

"Fuck, only sentenced to ten years? He seriously got off easy."

"Not bad, not bad, California is a country with a great landscape."

"One frail young master, one California eel, with these two visionaries, let's see who dares to pull this kind of stunt in the entertainment industry again."

This sentencing had netizens exhilarated. A ten-year sentence meant that by the time he got out, in an entertainment industry that changes so quickly, a person like Hu Bufan who lacked any significant works would quickly be forgotten.

Years later, once his name came up again, the only labels attached to him would be California eel, California Cannon King, Hu sign, Hu painful acupuncture—these humorous terms.

Seizing the opportunity, relevant departments began to wield a broad sword, reshuffling the entertainment industry, with a sweeping tax evasion investigation that dragged down a large number of celebrities.

An office specifically for whistle-blowing against the entertainment industry was also directly established—provided you had sufficient evidence, you could report anyone on this platform.

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"Not bad, not bad, Californians do seem to know the bigger picture," Zhang Menglong saw California's official announcement, not just about Hu Bufan's arrest, but also the judge who presided over the case and Hu Bufan's father were all implicated, awaiting their punishment under California law.

"In the future, if anyone wants to report these artists, as long as your evidence is sufficient, you can come directly to me. Even if it might affect your career and prospects later on, don't worry, I'll support you!"

Zhang Menglong updated a message on Weibo again, and in just a few minutes, the comments soared into the tens of thousands.

Who could withstand this? Many people chose to swallow their anger and stay silent when faced with these issues out of fear for their career and prospects, right? Zhang Menglong's "Don't worry, I'll support you" seriously caught them off guard!

Suddenly, everyone in the entertainment industry felt endangered. There used to be a very strong bond between everyone, but with Zhang Menglong stirring things up like this, who would dare to cause trouble? Several stars who had been involved in such matters before were now in a state of panic, some even fell into depression.

In the following month, relevant departments not only received a myriad of complaints from people working within the entertainment industry but also received several voluntary surrenders.

When the departments asked for the reasons behind their surrender, even the staff members were dumbfounded.

For any artist with a history of indiscretions, providing Zhang Menglong with leads that proved to be true could earn a reward of 1 million Huaxia currency, and for those with more serious charges, this reward could even multiply tenfold!

Seeing this news felt like being on a wanted list, living in constant fear, unable to eat or sleep—who could withstand this? The torment of such suffering was even worse than coming forward to surrender!

Man, that's a full deterrence meter right there!

Who is actually in charge of the supervision department? How about you, Zhang Menglong, take the head position?

Even though the head of the relevant department was somewhat frustrated, this was, after all, good news. As they say, heavy rewards lead to brave deeds. Under such strict monitoring measures, the entire entertainment industry suddenly became pure and adorable.

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"Okay, let's play again next time!" Zhang Menglong took off the equipment and stepped out of the Esports room at home.

"Menglong, come quick!" Seeing Zhang Menglong finish his game and come out, Lu Yiyao hurriedly called out loudly.

"What's up?" Zhang Menglong leaned over to Lu Yiyao's phone screen, "What happened?"

"Menglong, the typhoon's impact is severe this year, huh?" Lu Yiyao said, worried as she looked at the information on her phone, "The extreme weather is getting more and more severe. Several places around the country are experiencing heavy rain, and some have even surpassed historical highs."

"This really is serious," Zhang Menglong looked at the series of reports and immediately showed a worried expression.

Actually, regarding typhoons, Zhang Menglong had never felt too much about them, having grown up in Dongji City, an island city, where they experienced several typhoons every year.

Being by the sea, although the wind and waves were strong, they rarely caused disastrous consequences. After all, even with the heaviest rainfall, the water would simply run off into the sea, avoiding flood disasters.

Zhang Menglong still remembered that during typhoon days were his happiest times because school would be closed, and he loved running around in the wind.

But for inland cities, such typhoons causing intense rain could be fatal. Once the city's flood drainage system had issues, it could lead to a disaster.

In some cities, due to the sudden surge in rainfall, the streets were already severely waterlogged, and even the subway systems didn't escape the calamity.

"Menglong, many people in the affected areas are trapped by the torrential rains and floods," Lu Yiyao said.

"I didn't expect the disaster to be this severe," Zhang Menglong hadn't heard about such disasters for a long time and had almost forgotten that typhoons were also very dangerous extreme weather events.

"Let's help these cities," Lu Yiyao said.

"Mm," Zhang Menglong nodded. Even if Lu Yiyao hadn't mentioned it, with such a situation, he felt he should contribute whatever little he could.

"Hong Yi! Donate 1 billion in my name to the local Red Cross for flood relief!" Zhang Menglong immediately arranged, "Wait!"

"Mr. Zhang, is there anything else you'd like to order?"

"Don't donate money," Zhang Menglong said with a cold laugh, "They charge a 10% management fee."

Zhang Menglong was well-informed about certain organizations' systems, knowing that this 10% management fee was extremely flexible and could breed corruption.

"Let's do this. Donate the money to the Han Hong Foundation; I trust this foundation," Zhang Menglong stated, "And purchase 1 billion worth of emergency supplies. I don't care by what means, but get them to the local Red Cross at the fastest speed possible."

"Understood," Hong Yi went to carry out the orders.

"Ye Yin!"

"Mr. Zhang, I'm here!"

"Immediately gather everyone at home and initiate a rescue operation in the disaster-stricken areas. Try to keep a low profile, and unless absolutely necessary, try not to expose your powers in front of ordinary people. Go there as volunteers!"

"Yes, Mr. Zhang!"

With a thought, Zhang Menglong, along with Lu Yiyao, entered the space of the Super God Academy.

Now, the Super God Academy had grown to have over a thousand people, each with their exceptional skills.

The Zhang family was formidable in combat, but their abilities were too singular. The members of the Super God Academy could be even more useful at times like this.

"All students of the Super God Academy, assemble!"

At Zhang Menglong's command, all the students arrived in front of him within seconds, through the teleportation feature of each building.

"Dean!"

"Students, this typhoon has caused severe damage to many places, and a vast number of residents are in distress. Local rescue manpower is severely insufficient, and I need your help."

"Dean, it's a small matter for us!"

"Dean, we can volunteer!"

"Dean, take us with you for the relief work!"

"Good!" Zhang Menglong nodded in satisfaction. Those admitted to the Super God Academy truly met the grade in character, "Super God Academy, mobilize all forces!"