"Dean, it looks like that Lord's youngest son has taken a liking to you."
"Taken a liking to me?" Zhang Menglong instinctively performed a kegel exercise.
"Not in that way," Gou Dan said with an exasperated tone, "he seems to be trying to cozy up to you."
"Cozy up to me for what?" Zhang Menglong asked curiously, "I'm just a penniless guy right now, can't even afford to park a spaceship."
"Dean, you just released some of your own power, I guess that Ireel must have felt it," Gou Dan said.
"Just that? And he wants to cozy up to me because of it?"
"Dean, you have no idea," Gou Dan explained, "even a Level Two civilization's Lord, at best, would be Level Four life forms, and according to some data I just collected, in the entire Izek civilization, there's only one Level Four life form—the Civilization Lord, that is."
"That weak?" Zhang Menglong couldn't help but show a look of disdain. And this is an Advanced Civilization?
