Robert Walker shook his head, then collected himself and said, “Oh, it’s nothing, I just haven’t seen such a beautiful view in a long time. I’m really amazed!”

Charles nodded in agreement, “Yes, this really is a beautiful sight. I’m just as amazed. By the way, you said you haven’t seen scenery like this in a long time? So you’ve seen it before?”

Robert Walker nodded. Charles looked at him expectantly, and then he said, “I’ve seen it in my dreams.”

He was telling the truth, but Charles clearly didn’t believe him—no normal person would.

To be honest, this was just a stretch of wasteland, at best a slightly prettier wasteland. The land was covered in wild grass and forests, with no roads, no power lines, and certainly no internet. Within a thousand square kilometers, there was only one castle. Calling this place the middle of nowhere would be more accurate.

He asked Charles what was going on. Charles shrugged and said that the previous lords of this land, the Roberts family, were all rather odd. They refused to develop their territory, and since the land was privately owned, no one else could set foot on it.

So, while Queenstown—known as the world’s most beautiful town—was just 150 kilometers south of the Sun Never Sets Territory, here there was only wasteland.

Chapter 6 Becoming the Mayor

“In fact, as you can see, the land of the Sun Never Sets Territory is very fertile, the scenery is beautiful, and the location is excellent—right behind it is the famous Twin Lakes. If this territory were properly developed, turned into a small town, it might just become the next Queenstown,” Charles said with some regret.

Robert Walker felt even more regret. If the Roberts family had turned the territory into a thriving small town, he’d be thrilled. Inheriting a mature town would be so much better than a piece of wasteland.

On the way, he had already learned that because this was a noble’s territory and not just private land, he didn’t have to pay a cent in inheritance tax to the New Zealand government to take it over. In other words, he was getting a thousand square kilometers of fertile land and a noble’s inheritance for free!

Thinking of the inheritance left by Sir Roberts, Robert Walker got excited again and asked eagerly, “Besides this territory and the castle, did the Sir leave anything else?”

Charles shrugged and said, “Maybe just a few hundred thousand in bad debts, nothing else. The Sir’s finances weren’t good in his later years. In fact, for the last two or three generations, the Roberts family just held onto the land—they didn’t have much money.”

After circling above the Sun Never Sets Territory for a while, the helicopter flew off. Charles needed to take Robert Walker to the courthouse in Omarama to sign for the inheritance; otherwise, staying here would be illegal. Because the land didn’t yet belong to Robert Walker, and in New Zealand, private property is sacred and inviolable—they couldn’t enter someone else’s private land.

Omarama was a small city, with only twenty or thirty thousand people. You could even call it a large town. In fact, apart from a few big cities, most areas in New Zealand are sparsely populated.

This small city was the closest one to the Sun Never Sets Territory. Robert Walker asked if there were any formalities needed to sign for the inheritance. Charles replied that as long as the court approved it, that was enough. Since he didn’t have to pay inheritance tax, the tax office didn’t need to get involved. So as long as the court verified his identity, he could receive the inheritance.

“I’m Chinese, not a New Zealander. I can still inherit?” Robert Walker asked in surprise.

Charles nodded as if it were obvious, “Of course you can. What does inheriting have to do with whether you’re a New Zealander? Besides, you’re just inheriting a piece of wasteland. Foreigners can freely buy property in New Zealand, let alone a piece of wasteland.”

The Sun Never Sets Territory and Omarama are adjacent. The latter is a city in the northwest of the Canterbury region.

On the map, New Zealand’s South Island is mainly divided into the Marlborough, Canterbury, Otago, West Coast, and Southland regions. Administratively, the Sun Never Sets Territory is in Otago, but in reality, it’s in a sort of no-man’s-land, straddling Otago, the western mountains, and the Canterbury region.

It was about a hundred kilometers from the castle to Omarama, and the helicopter arrived quickly.

Robert Walker looked down at the small city from above. Apart from the relatively numerous British-style buildings in the city center, it was no different from a small county town back home—maybe even smaller, with shorter buildings.

The helicopter landed at the courthouse, but it was already late and the court was closed. Charles found him a hotel room and then, mysteriously, said he had something to discuss.

After closing the door, Charles said, “Wang, I have to remind you, if you accept Sir Roberts’ inheritance, you’ll be responsible for the Sun Never Sets Territory. For example, maintaining the castle—you should know how much manpower, resources, and money it takes to maintain an old castle, right?”

Hearing this, Robert Walker was startled. He remembered reading news before about some medieval castles in Europe being sold cheaply but with no buyers, because whoever bought them had to maintain them, and the cost was so high that even the super-rich couldn’t afford it.

Seeing this, Charles suddenly broke into a warm smile. He put his arm around Robert Walker’s shoulder and said, “Wang, my friend, although we haven’t known each other long, as the saying goes, ‘a new acquaintance can be as close as an old friend.’ I feel like we hit it off at first sight—don’t you feel the same way?”