After realizing he might have stepped into a conspiracy, Loren’s eyes lit up!

This was just too interesting!!

“What do you think would happen if I actually succeeded in the assassination? What would the mastermind behind it think?”

At this moment, an involuntary, dangerous smile crept onto Loren’s face.

If you like political grandstanding, if you like manipulating public support rates with conspiracies, then you have to bear the corresponding risks of failure, right?

After all, many things in the Star Realm are full of surprises, aren’t they?

Retab Collin’s mouth twitched silently upon hearing Loren’s words.

This guy Loren… without that little girl accompanying him, he really has become more dangerous, hasn’t he……

“Uh… do as you please. You’ve already accepted the commission. How you execute it is your business, unrelated to the Association.”

Retab Collin slumped back into the chair behind him once more.

Not my business, I’m just an emotionless slacker…

Seeing Retab Collin return to his slacker state, Loren let out a light chuckle. He rose from his seat, gave his hat a slight adjustment, and spoke his farewell at just the right moment:

“As you wish, my dear Slacker Chief.”

“I must say, I’m starting to like you a little…”

Retab Collin, slumped in his chair, gave a perfunctory wave towards Loren.

“Please don’t. I’m more used to you looking at me with disdain…”

My extensive experience in slacking off tells me that being liked by a dangerous Interstellar Hunter like you is no good thing…

I’d much rather slack off in my office for a few hundred years, occasionally embezzling a bit of the funding the Association sends down would be even better…

“What a pity. I’m starting to discover your shining points, Chief Collin.”

After saying this with a smile, Loren turned and left the office…

As for Retab Collin, upon hearing Loren’s final words, his eyebrow involuntarily twitched.

Slumped in his chair, he muttered helplessly under his breath:

“I’d be perfectly satisfied if you just didn’t cause me any trouble…”

——–

Federal Calendar 7708, November 27th, noon.

After leaving Retab Collin’s office, Loren followed the stairs back to the third floor of the castle.

He returned to his own Room 105.

Even though he hadn’t been back for a long time, this lounge was still reserved for him.

After all, according to the internal information of the Interstellar Hunter Association in the Radiant Flow Star Domain, Loren had never left the Main City of the Radiant Flow Star Domain from start to finish.

Under Retab Collin’s deliberate cover-up.

Loren had simply gone to the “Nature Reserve” outside the Radiant Flow Main City to contemplate nature, and would return to stay from time to time.

And in everyone’s eyes, it was a perfectly normal thing for Loren, this suspected God’s Favored One of the Nature Sect, to go to the “Nature Reserve” to experience nature.

No one doubted it, and no one wanted to track an extremely dangerous, crazy Powerful Individual.

Especially since this dangerous powerhouse belonged to the Nature Sect…

The persona and fabricated identity Loren had created clearly made most people want to steer clear of him…

Even the nearly omnipresent Security Bureau agents maintained a rather bizarre attitude towards Loren.

An attitude that was both intimate and distant…

Not provoking, not trusting, yet always maintaining a faint, tenuous connection.

On Loren’s portable computer, he even received motivational articles shared by that Agent Abel Norton and that Agent Vic from time to time.

Articles like “The Federation isn’t in decline, it’s just sleeping,” “A momentary setback is nothing, just pick yourself up,” and “After intense labor pains comes rebirth!” and such…

And the absurd part was, offline, when Loren was acting with his true appearance, he couldn’t see any trace of Security Bureau agents anymore.

It was as if all the Security Bureau agents had vanished from Loren’s perception range…

Loren didn’t know whether those Security Bureau agents had gone deep undercover or had truly disappeared.

Anyway, within his spiritual perception, he no longer detected those well-trained Superhumans.

As is well known, those who understand you best are often your enemies.

After killing many Security Bureau agents, Loren had become able to accurately identify which people in a crowd were Security Bureau agents.

That energy fluctuation, that inherent demeanor, and that pure cultivation system shone like a beacon in the perceptive eyes of Loren…

Of course, the main reason was, ever since Loren made it onto the Federation’s most-wanted list.

Every time he appeared in the Radiant Flow Star Domain using his true appearance, he would first use his Ninth Ability to confirm whether there were any hidden Security Bureau agents nearby.

[Are there any Security Bureau agents nearby?]

After Loren actively activated his Ninth Ability—Guidance of Fate, all those golden, illusory threads pointed into the distance.

There wasn’t a single Security Bureau agent around him, as if they were deliberately avoiding Loren’s true appearance…

Faced with this situation, a completely baffled Loren could only attribute it to “his own Fortune.”

Maybe the other side had imagined something terrifying again…

Back in his lounge, Loren closed the door and lay down on the large bed in the bedroom with Raven.

The man and the raven planned to rest for four days.

Four days later, on December 1st.

That Liberal Party candidate for parliamentarian would hold a public speech in the city center of Radiant Flow Main City.

And that time, when the population was quite dense, would be the perfect opportunity for Loren’s assassination.

Since this commission didn’t have any special requirements, Loren was feeling very relaxed.

For the current Loren, the difficulty of this assassination wasn’t high…

Lying on the large bed, Loren took out two portable computers.

After tossing one portable computer to Raven, he lay back on the bed extremely relaxed, a look of anticipation on his face as he logged into the Interstellar Hunter Forum.

Loren missed the people on the forum; he hadn’t been online for a long time.

“ALuckyPetKeeper,” connecting!

Suddenly, Loren remembered something. He turned his head to look at Raven on the other side of the large bed.

Seeing that Raven was also about to log into the Interstellar Hunter Forum, a mischievous smile appeared on his face, and he reminded:

“Stupid bird, don’t forget, you still have Federation network technology to learn, and that pending task of learning the Elven language…”

Raven’s claw manipulating the screen visibly froze for an instant. It immediately looked at Loren with a pitiful expression.

“Master, I’ll just play for a little while…”

Loren suppressed the smile on his face and nodded slightly. “That’s good~”

Hearing this, Raven’s claw resumed its original speed.

“I take my owner flying every day,” also connecting!

Loren logged into the Interstellar Hunter Association forum. After bestowing several layers of Fortune upon himself, he began searching for the Security Bureau account.

Fortune-blessed Loren found his old friend—”FederationSecurityBureauAlwaysHiring”—in just one minute.

An all-too-painful fact proved once again:

Blocking Loren’s forum account actually didn’t have much effect on Loren.

The Security Bureau’s account was too active.

Of course, so was Loren’s.

And on the forum, interesting souls always find each other…

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