Loren smiled as he glanced at Retab Collin. “Guess why I want a safe room?”

“What do you mean?” An ominous premonition rose in Retab Collin’s heart.

That’s right! Why would he need a safe room??!!

“Accurate intel: a Legendary-tier powerhouse from Gray Moon is currently on their way to this Association building, coming to attack me.”

Loren calmly stated something terrifying.

The moment his words fell, Retab Collin’s figure instantly vanished from the spot.

Smiling, Loren spread his black wings and followed the other’s figure.

The two returned to the elevator at an extremely fast speed.

After verifying Retab Collin’s identity, the elevator began its smooth ascent.

Retab Collin’s expression turned somewhat grave as he turned to look at Loren inside the elevator.

“Gray Moon should only have one Legendary. How dare that guy Longlair do this?”

“Who knows? The other party might have gone crazy…” Loren shrugged, a smile curling at the corner of his mouth.

“That is indeed a possibility. That guy’s brain has never been quite normal.” Retab Collin surprisingly agreed with Loren’s words.

Loren: “…”

Great, truly worthy of the Radiant Flow Star Domain, renowned for producing cult organizations.

“So, you plan to settle that little girl first, then go fight that guy Longlair?”

Loren nodded.

Seeing Loren actually nod, Retab Collin immediately seemed to have something to say but hesitated.

After struggling internally for a long time, he tentatively asked Loren:

“I know your ability is bizarre, but you haven’t reached Legendary, have you?”

Loren looked at Retab Collin with a smile on his face.

“If the other party and I fight inside the Association, the Association headquarters might get destroyed, you know. Rebuilding an Interstellar Hunter Association headquarters probably requires a lot of Spirit Stones.”

“Oh, and as the branch chief, if someone blocks the door and destroys the Association headquarters, you might be held accountable by the Interstellar Hunter Headquarters in the Central Star Domain…”

Retab Collin’s face immediately fell. He hugged his large belly in distress and let out a long, deep sigh.

“Although I always knew you were a troublemaker wherever you went, you’ve only been here a few days…”

“I’m just a branch chief muddling through my days…”

“Could you at least respect the wishes of this senior of yours…”

Smiling, Loren raised his hand and patted the other’s shoulder, saying with a beaming smile:

“Chief Collin, you know I don’t want this either. The other party is the one actively coming to attack me…”

“You can hide. It’s fine, I won’t blame you.”

“It’s just a matter of spending a few more Spirit Stones to rebuild the Association headquarters. This castle is too old anyway, it doesn’t even have an elevator…”

After hearing Loren’s utterly insincere suggestion, the expression on Retab Collin’s face became even more tragic. He silently hugged his large belly tighter.

Young people these days are so terrifying… I really want to retire…

“Ding!” The elevator returned to the castle’s top floor.

The elevator doors opened. Loren, smiling, and Retab Collin, looking miserable, walked out of the elevator.

Retab Collin pushed the half-pulled book on the bookshelf back into its original position.

The bookshelf closed, and the office returned to its original state.

With an expression of not wanting to work, Retab Collin slumped into his office chair and complained aloud:

“Although the Radiant Flow Star Domain has a lot of perks, this job is quite challenging…”

Loren ignored this strangely powerful bald, portly man. He walked over to the sofa in the office and sat down on his own.

He began to rest with his eyes closed, awaiting the arrival of that Legendary named Longlair.

Retab Collin glanced at Loren, who was peacefully resting on the sofa as if all was right with the world, and his forehead seemed to twitch.

Damn Loren! The internal Association intel was right, you are a complete and utter bastard!!

After cursing Loren vehemently in his heart for a while, Retab Collin glanced at the sky outside the window. It was already dark.

If that guy Longlair is coming to attack the Association, it should be soon…

Secretly calculating the Spirit Stones required to rebuild the Association headquarters, he stood up with extreme reluctance.

“Let’s go! We’ll wait for him outside the Association. Don’t even think about making me spend money to rebuild the headquarters!”

“Nobody gets to!! The funds are all mine!!”

Hearing this, Loren, who had been peacefully resting on the sofa as if all was right with the world, opened his eyes. A trace of barely concealed amusement flickered in them.

“As you wish, my dear Chief Collin.”

Upon hearing Loren’s form of address, Retab Collin once again silently hugged his large belly tighter.

Help, why does my heart feel even more tired…

———-

Federal Calendar 7708, October 20th, night.

Outside the Interstellar Hunter Association headquarters in the Main City of the Radiant Flow Star Domain, a tall figure wearing a hat and a short, spherical figure sat silently at the main gate of this war castle.

Yes, sitting!

Retab Collin, who disliked exercise, had very thoughtfully retrieved two genuine leather armchairs from his spatial storage device.

One genuine leather armchair each, sitting brazenly right in front of the main gate of this war castle.

Behind them was the castle’s outer wall. The protective shield above the castle had been activated at its maximum power.

Inside this Interstellar Hunter Association, the highest level of alert had also been entered.

Task issuance and handover were suspended. Interstellar Hunters below the high-rank Superhuman level were to find safe places to take cover.

As for high-rank Superhumans, it was up to individual discretion whether to participate in the battle.

Because Retab Collin was unwilling to spend Spirit Stones to issue a “Defend the Association Headquarters” commission, most of the high-rank Superhumans inside the Association were standing on the castle’s outer walls watching the spectacle.

Thrill-Seekers are everywhere.

“Is the one sitting next to Chief Collin that ruthless person with the 3 billion bounty on the black market? His aura is indeed ridiculously intense…”

“Obviously. Anyone who can sit so calmly and peacefully waiting for the enemy to arrive can’t be a simple character…”

“By the way, do any of you know who’s coming to attack the Association headquarters? So brave? This hasn’t happened in years.”

“No idea. His Excellency the Chief didn’t say either. Probably some big shot at the Legendary Tier. If it can make even the Chief, that slacker, take action personally, it’s likely no small fry.”

“Wait, what tier do you think that ruthless person ‘Night Raven’ is? The energy fluctuations from him feel a bit strange. He doesn’t have that sense of despair Legendary-tier beings give off.”

“Probably Ninth Tier. Probably not far from Legendary. After all, he’s the guy who took down a Titan-class Mecha.”

“Internal intel says he’s only 23 this year. Such visible talent!!”

“Don’t say anymore, I’m feeling a bit uncomfortable. A rule-system Psychic, a ruthless person with a 100% mission success rate, and so young. With all these traits combined, he’s destined to become a major figure. He’s different from us old-timers stuck at bottlenecks.”

“I heard that guy came from the slums? Really?”

“True. I specifically checked. On his public mission records, at the very beginning he took a bunch of small commissions from the slums.”

“Let me remind you all, don’t provoke him. That guy is extremely dangerous. When he goes crazy, he even kills his own clients…”

“Funny. A guy destined for the Association’s upper echelons, why would I provoke him? I’m not stupid.”

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