“Raven, remember to remind me, from now on, I need to maintain my humanity.”

“I will remember, Master.”

The conversation ended, and Loren quickly closed his eyes, beginning to rest his mind.

Having endured consecutive high-intensity battles last night, his spirit was clearly somewhat fatigued.

Raven, in its attached state, began its vigil.

Simultaneously, it pondered how it could cure its master.

The hovercar traveled quietly, speeding through the streets of the Main City within the Jadeite Star Domain.

Four hours later, the hovercar, which had been racing along the entire way, finally came to a stop.

Due to the considerable distance between the noble district and the Interstellar Hunter Association, it was already noon by the time the hovercar stopped.

“Sir, we’ve arrived. That will be 800 Federation coins.”

The driver’s voice roused Loren from his meditative rest.

Loren’s hand flipped lightly, and he handed the driver a Spirit Stone.

“Keep the change. I quite enjoyed your driving.”

With nearly 560,000 Spirit Stones lying within the “Crimson Tear,” Loren appeared exceptionally generous this time when paying the fare, not even asking for the driver to return any change.

To a certain extent, he could already be considered a wealthy man with assets worth hundreds of millions of Federation coins.

If you added the portion that hadn’t been transferred yet, Loren’s net worth had already exceeded one billion Federation coins.

Stepping out of the hovercar and gazing up at the sun hanging high in the sky, Loren unconsciously narrowed his eyes.

Only two days had passed, yet it felt like so much time had gone by…

After his moment of reflection, Loren walked into the Interstellar Hunter Association.

Federal Calendar, Year 7708, October 14th, noon.

Loren, now a sixth-tier Superhuman, had returned to his place of stay.

When Loren entered the main hall of the Interstellar Hunter Association, the noisy atmosphere within the hall fell silent.

Just as eerily as in the past on the Resource Planet, the atmosphere between Loren and these people felt distinctly incompatible.

In the past four hours, the well-informed Interstellar Hunter Association had clearly also learned about the events of the previous night.

This “newcomer” from another star domain, under the commission of the Security Bureau, had rather effortlessly wiped out three major noble families…

At the same time, the details of Loren instantly killing over a hundred Superhumans had also been circulated by certain individuals.

Last night, many people had witnessed that terrifying scene, and news always travels fast…

Sensing the strange atmosphere in the hall, a faint, almost imperceptible smile touched the corner of Loren’s mouth.

Such a familiar feeling…

Loren’s pace didn’t change at all as he calmly walked through a path the crowd had deliberately cleared for him.

He walked to the elevator and waited. After a short while, he boarded the empty elevator alone, heading for the restaurant.

Within this Association, there was no longer an Interstellar Hunter willing to share an elevator with Loren.

His danger had spread along with the news from last night.

For a long time to come, Loren would likely be riding elevators alone.

Inside the elevator.

“Master, do you feel lonely?” The voice in his mind sounded again.

“Not at all, Raven,” Loren replied calmly. Clearly, the scene in the hall moments ago hadn’t affected him psychologically in the slightest.

“Why? As far as I know, humans should have social needs, right?”

“Be quiet. You ask too many questions.”

Not knowing how to answer this question, Loren chose to avoid discussing it.

Interestingly, this time, Loren didn’t address the other as “stupid bird.” Even Raven itself hadn’t noticed this detail.

Raven was clearly still pondering the profound question of why its master didn’t feel lonely…

This question had evidently captured most of its attention.

The elevator doors opened, and Loren stepped into the restaurant.

After ordering a pile of expensive Sisi Fruits at the window, he also took some ordinary roasted meat.

Carrying this food, Loren walked alone to a table in the corner of the restaurant, sat down, and began to enjoy his meal.

Raven also released its attached state, hopping lightly onto the table and starting to peck at the Sisi Fruits.

“Master, wealth has made you generous.”

The Sisi Fruits, costing one Spirit Stone each, were clearly something Raven had been coveting for a long time.

“Quiet, Raven.”

Loren very much enjoyed quietly savoring roasted meat, a habit left over from his past on the Resource Planet.

He didn’t want Raven disturbing this wonderful moment…

In the main hall of the Hunter Association, the quiet atmosphere was only broken after Loren disappeared behind the elevator doors, gradually giving way to heated discussions.

“Is that him? That kind of aura, he really does look dangerous…”

“Hard to imagine he’s a Superhuman who came from the Rotten Star…”

“Do you think this big shot would want to form a team?”

“Probably not. He seems to have always operated alone…”

“True. People from an environment like the Rotten Star wouldn’t trust anyone…”

“What you’re all talking about are minor issues. The real problem is this big shot’s unique way of operating. It’s said most of his clients end up dying by his gun…”

“Outrageous. Is this big shot’s personality really that terrifying?!”

“What did you expect? He’s a ruthless character who fought his way out of the Rotten Star…”

“To be honest, I wouldn’t be surprised if this big shot ended up on a wanted list someday…”

…

In the main hall, a receptionist within one of the service windows frowned slightly upon hearing the noisy discussions of these people.

Then, she waved over a colleague and, after paying a few Spirit Stones as compensation, the other person agreed to take over her remaining duties.

The figure of Daisy Wendy Benjamin quietly disappeared from behind the service window, as if her form had been eerily erased by an eraser…

The colleagues around her, faced with this extremely bizarre scene, didn’t react in any particular way, as if they were already used to it.

And when Daisy’s figure reappeared, she had already quietly taken a seat opposite Loren, who was eating.

Loren looked up at the lady who had suddenly appeared before him. He wasn’t overly surprised. Instead, his eyes lit up as he asked:

“Space-type?”

Clearly, space-type abilities had always been an obsession for Loren. He had coveted such abilities for many years.

They were truly powerful, and truly convenient…

It’s just a shame that Loren’s coveting was useless. His advancement abilities could only be born from the foundation of his initial ability.

This fact had left him with regret for a long time in the past.

Until he met that unlucky leader of the Wild Dog Gang. The other’s haphazardly developed space-type ability finally gave Loren’s mind a sliver of comfort.

“Mhm.” Daisy Wendy gave a slight nod.

After answering Loren’s question, she simply stared at Loren with a strange look in her eyes, as if trying to stare a flower into blooming on his face.

And there was indeed a white flower on Loren’s chest. It’s just that this flower was made of some kind of plastic, not a real one…

“Although I always knew you were strong, I never imagined you were strong to this extent…”

Daisy Wendy sighed, her tone quite complex.

“Is there something you need, Lady Daisy?”

“If you only came here to express your amazement, then you’ve already accomplished that.”

Loren wiped the corner of his mouth. Clearly, he didn’t like, nor was he accustomed to, eating with others.

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