The Inheritance That Fell From the Sky (Revised)

A blood-red stamp had already been placed on the page in the Dominator of Time and Space Log containing the wanted notice for the Unlicensed Transmigrator.

The photo of the thirty-year-old Wang Hao had turned black and white the moment the red stamp was applied, and the status beneath it had been changed to Eliminated. This indicated that, like the three otherworldly monster killers, he had been completely erased, becoming a file preserved within the Log.

The future Wang Hao had probably known his fate long ago. Before transmigrating, he had made all kinds of preparations and plans. He must also have known that the moment he reset his own destiny, his future self would inevitably be reset along with it.

Yet Fang Xiu felt that his being able to come to this era must have had the approval of his future self. Otherwise, he could not possibly have transmigrated to this time.

So does the future me also feel deeply dissatisfied with his life? Is he full of regret and remorse over his past and the choices he made? Is he trying to secretly tell me something through this method?

When Fang Xiu left Central Hospital, his feelings were complicated. He stood at the entrance and smoked for a long time.

He suddenly felt that his identity as a dominator of time and space was terrifying. Could someone capable of casually altering fate and the River of Time still be considered human? Not even the gods of legend could possess such horrifying power.

Fang Xiu had never thought too deeply about his identity before. In his eyes, he was merely an ordinary person who had accidentally gained some unusual abilities and encountered some strange events. He was not some lofty god, nor did he possess any sense of mission to rule time and space or guide and save the world.

Even his pursuit of Wang Hao had only been because he hoped to obtain some advanced information from the future, make a fortune, and get rich. All he wanted was to earn a pile of money, live happily every day, do whatever he wanted, and buy whatever he wanted.

As for being a dominator of time and space, he had only thought it sounded impressive. He had never truly grasped any real meaning behind it.

"Forget it. I'll live however I'm supposed to live. Even a dominator of time and space has to eat and make a living." Fang Xiu finished his last cigarette, stood up, and headed home.

"Tch, what a huge loss. I didn't get anything, and I even got a mouthful of dog food."

At that moment, Officer Lin Shu, who had just walked out of the hospital carrying a thermos container, looked at Fang Xiu's retreating figure in confusion.

"Why is he here too?"

The next morning, Fang Xiu's front door was knocked on. Since he had quit his job and did not need to go to work, he had been sleeping very late these past few days. When he opened the door, his eyes were still bleary with sleep.

He wore a pair of blue striped plaid casual shorts and a black T-shirt. The front read, "I Seek Immortality," while the back read, "My Power Knows No Bounds."

Fang Xiu immediately saw a man and a woman carrying briefcases standing before him. Both were dressed smartly, wore glasses, and had immaculately groomed hair—the typical appearance of elite professionals.

They wore professional smiles as standard as those of flight attendants, with a faintly deferential air. "Hello, are you Mr. Fang Xiu?"

Fang Xiu lazily scratched his hair and nodded. Without any politeness, he said, "That's right, it's me. What do you want?"

"We are from Tiancheng Law Firm. I am Zhou Hongshen. Because your cousin Wang Hao unfortunately passed away from a terminal illness, he entrusted us a few days ago with handling his estate," said the man, who looked to be in his thirties and was very well groomed. His face seemed genuinely grief-stricken as he spoke, though Fang Xiu had no idea what he had to be sad about.

"Wang Hao? My cousin?" Fang Xiu froze. Since when had that guy become his cousin? The two of them could not have been more unrelated.

"May we come in and talk?" Lawyer Zhou Hongshen asked.

By then, Fang Xiu had figured it out. This was probably something Wang Hao had arranged before he vanished. Though he did not know how Wang Hao had done it, someone from the future—especially a future hacker—could easily use the internet to find unclaimed illicit assets, then transfer assets whose original owners might be dead or missing into the name of a newly registered identity. Fang Xiu did not find it particularly surprising.

"Sure, come in. What exactly happened? Wang Hao died?"

Fang Xiu opened the door and ushered the two of them into the living room. The three sat down on the sofa.

Lawyer Zhou Hongshen took out a thick stack of documents. "Hello, Mr. Fang Xiu. We are primarily here to assist you in handling the estate inheritance procedures. Your cousin Wang Hao entrusted us with transferring all assets under his name to you."

Fang Xiu nodded. "All right, go on."

Zhou Hongshen laid out documents and photographs one by one across the coffee table in front of Fang Xiu. "The primary assets under your cousin Wang Hao's name are a residence on Xinhe Road in Harbor District, ownership of the entire seventeenth floor of Hongxuan Building in Harbor District, as well as the famous paintings and antiques within the residence. All of these will be inherited by you."

Zhou Hongshen remained composed as he spoke, but Fang Xiu could see the flickering look in the eyes of the uniformed female assistant beside him. He could practically feel the flames of jealousy burning in her gaze.

Such a windfall was practically like winning the lottery, but Fang Xiu knew this was not luck. Wang Hao had arranged it all long ago. Though Fang Xiu did not know why Wang Hao had done this, perhaps he was expressing his gratitude in this way.

Fang Xiu did not know how much the assets Zhou Hongshen mentioned were worth, but he knew that Harbor District was the most prosperous district in Wei Port City. Land there was worth its weight in gold, and Hongxuan Building was also a landmark in Harbor District.

Fang Xiu had only been a dominator of time and space for a few days, and he had not yet reached the point of treating money like dirt. At that moment, he practically felt as if money were raining down before his eyes.

Fang Xiu swallowed. "How much is it worth?"

Zhou Hongshen politely produced a document. "We have conducted a preliminary valuation, though it may not be entirely accurate. The total value of the assets Mr. Wang Hao left behind is approximately 1.036 billion yuan. However, since most of it consists of fixed assets, the actual price could differ considerably if they were sold."

Fang Xiu was wildly excited, yet he still nodded with feigned composure and looked up at the other man. "So what do I need to do?"

Lawyer Zhou Hongshen immediately replied, "You will need to sign a series of documents, then accompany us to various departments over the next few days, as some procedures require your personal presence."

After a series of discussions, Lawyer Zhou Hongshen left with his assistant. Fang Xiu closed the door, and in an instant, all traces of sleepiness vanished.

The moment the door shut, Fang Xiu flung himself onto the sofa. Still wearing his striped plaid shorts and black T-shirt, he kicked and flailed wildly across the cushions.

"Holy shit! Holy shit! What the hell is this?"

"I'm going to be rich!"

"Why bet on games? Why buy lottery tickets? Why watch stocks and futures? Who needs a damn bicycle?!"

Fang Xiu suddenly flipped over and sat upright, unable to conceal the excitement and fervor in his heart.

Sitting at one end of the sofa, Fang Xiu coughed twice. "Ahem! How much was it again? Ten billion and how many million?"

Then he immediately moved to the other end of the sofa. Usually, he had a poor memory and needed to write down important matters, but this time he remembered with exceptional clarity. Beaming with delight, he shouted in a loud voice, "1.036 billion yuan!"