Loren led the little girl into the relatively shorter building next to the castle.

This building, resembling an annex to the castle, had an exterior that seamlessly blended with the old castle’s aged style. However, when Loren stepped inside, he discovered it was a completely different world inside, distinctly modern in style.

The shopping area was fully equipped with all kinds of facilities, and its decor was entirely different from that classical castle, as if they had stepped into another world.

Leading the little girl to a shop selling tech products, he bought a standard model portable computer, costing ten thousand Federation coins.

This money came from the little girl’s own small savings.

Regardless of what kind of father Marcus Rhine was, at least he had never shortchanged the little girl materially.

After leaving the tech products shop, Loren took the little girl to a store selling combat-style clothing. He bought three combat-style black coats for himself, to use for regular changes and washing.

Water-repellent, quick-drying, slash-resistant, and heat-resistant, they cost 170 Spirit Stones.

After finishing their purchases, Loren, holding the hand of a delighted Ayla Morningstar, walked out of the shopping area.

The moment the two figures, one tall and one small, stepped out of the shopping area, a seductively dressed female Superhuman walked up to Loren, blocking their path.

“Mr. Loren, shall we find a quiet place to talk?” she said, looking pointedly at Ayla Morningstar.

Loren glanced at her with an indifferent expression, meeting the gaze of this sexy Superhuman for a brief moment.

“Three.”

“What?” The female Superhuman was somewhat puzzled.

“Two.” Loren continued the countdown, his expression unchanged.

“Wait! Mr. Loren, I’m with ‘Gray Moon’! We can talk!”

“One.”

After Loren’s calm countdown voice fell, he no longer paid any attention to this uninvited female Superhuman.

Holding the little girl’s hand, he walked around the person blocking their way and calmly headed towards the main castle building.

The ignored female Superhuman watched the retreating backs of Loren and Ayla Morningstar, her face grim as she pulled a communicator from her bosom.

“Sir, the other party shows no willingness to talk at all.”

“Alright, I understand.”

“And, Sir… I think he did something to me?”

“Stay where you are. Someone will come to get you.” A cold voice came from the communicator before it was abruptly cut off.

After the connection ended, this female Superhuman stood rooted to the spot, not daring to move a muscle, waiting for someone from her organization to come for her.

As time passed.

A strange scene unfolded in front of this combat fortress: a sexy female Superhuman stood rigidly in place. No matter who came to hit on her, she was in no mood to respond, her mood growing increasingly irritable instead.

She was convinced Loren had done something to her, yet she couldn’t detect anything abnormal about her own body.

The fear of the unknown tormented her, and to make matters worse, some lustful individuals kept harassing her incessantly.

Finally, a comrade from the Gray Moon Alliance came to her aid.

An utterly unremarkable-looking male Superhuman quickly walked up to her side and whispered,

“Sir sent me to get you. What should I do?”

“Take me to see the organization’s doctor in charge of treatment. I don’t feel right. I need a full-body checkup. Now, pick me up gently and slowly walk out of the Interstellar Hunter Association.”

The female Superhuman spoke extremely fast.

Upon hearing this, her companion gently bent down, picked her up, and slowly began walking towards the area outside the castle.

This romantic scene prompted some Interstellar Hunters who had been watching to whistle.

Among them were some who had been rejected while hitting on her, now loudly mocking.

“Sweetheart! Your taste really isn’t great, huh?!”

The mocked male Superhuman offered no response, silently walking towards the exit of the Interstellar Hunter Association.

Both of them looked tense.

The information on that 3-billion bounty target, “Night Raven,” clearly stated he was a blood-soaked madman.

“Under these circumstances, would he really just let us leave?”

“Damn it! What exactly did he do to me?!”

The female Superhuman being carried couldn’t help but think, cold sweat gradually beading on her forehead.

As the male Superhuman moved his feet, the two of them nervously crossed the square filled with parked Mecha and small Warships, heading towards the outer wall beyond the square…

In this tense atmosphere, the two of them safely walked past that tall Perimeter Wall behind them, arriving outside the Interstellar Hunter Association.

Once they passed through that main gate, both of them let out an unconscious sigh of relief, their worries diminishing somewhat.

It seemed that Night Raven didn’t intend to offend “Gray Moon”…

The two got into a Hovercar parked by the roadside. The male Superhuman started the Hovercar, which then sped towards one of Gray Moon’s bases.

Thirty minutes later, the two returned safely to their organization’s base.

The Hovercar stopped in front of a somewhat old-looking row of townhouses.

The male Superhuman, carrying the sexy female Superhuman, got out of the car and violently kicked the door shut with his foot.

The villa’s front door opened from the inside;
someone inside was welcoming their return.

After entering the villa, the two quickly made their way to the basement below.

In the basement.

Gray Moon’s doctor in charge of treatment was already fully geared up, and various medical devices were all powered on.

The sexy female Superhuman was carried to the medical equipment, and a series of examinations began.

Lasers scanned the female Superhuman’s entire body, and mechanical voices sounded one after another.

“Examination complete. Blood normal.”

“Examination complete. Cells normal.”

“Examination complete. No traces of foreign energy detected within the body.”

“Examination complete. No damage detected inside the brain. Hypnosis possibility eliminated.”

“Examination complete. No foreign energy fluctuations detected around the body.”

“Examination complete. Mental fluctuations normal.”

…

“Full-body examination results as follows: all indicators are fluctuating within normal ranges.”

“It is recommended to monitor the examinee’s emotional state. She is experiencing some nervous tension. Providing appropriate comfort can effectively alleviate her tension.”

Hearing these results, the three people in the basement let out a sigh of relief.

The doctor sitting in the center of the basement turned off the various medical devices, looked up, and said to the air in the room:

“Thank you, ‘Moon.’ You can reclaim your computing power now.”

“You’re welcome. We are partners. For any needs, feel free to call upon me again. I am always watching over you.”

A pleasant mechanical female voice sounded from the air, filled with intelligence and emotion.

Hearing this, the three in the basement exchanged glances, then each revealed a smile.

“It’s fine, relax. ‘Moon’ has never been wrong.” The doctor comforted the somewhat tense female Superhuman.

“Sorry, I was too nervous. The intel on the other party was too terrifying, leading me to a misjudgment.” After the checkup, the female Superhuman also relaxed and began a self-critique.

“Honestly, I don’t mind holding you a bit longer. To be frank, the feel is quite nice…”

The utterly unremarkable male Superhuman blinked his eyes, attempting to dispel the other’s guilt in this way.

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