“That’s truly regrettable. It seems the Federation will find it hard to forgive me…”

Loren’s tone was still thick with playful mockery and sarcasm.

After hearing Loren’s tone, Vic fell silent for a long while before speaking again with a firm voice, “Loren, please don’t give up hope on the Federation yet. People like us are still trying our best to save it.”

“As for your special pardon, we old-school agents will keep pushing for it.”

Loren, located in the dark, damp forest, shook his head mockingly upon hearing this.

Another naive fellow…

So, Loren considerately changed the subject, not wanting to verbally crush the other’s spirit.

For Loren, such naive individuals deserved respect, but that was about the extent of it.

“By the way, which faction does Agent Abel Norton belong to?”

“Agent Norton is from the neutral faction. Logically, he should have remained silent on this matter. However, this time, having just been promoted and transferred to the Central Star Domain not long ago, he has surprisingly spoken up for you…”

“Alright, boring. Hanging up now. I need to get moving.” Loren shrugged.

“Very well. Wishing you a safe journey, Mr. Loren…”

The blessing from this Agent Vic came through the portable computer in Loren’s hand.

After ending the call, a smile tinged with mockery appeared at the corner of Loren’s mouth.

“The old-school and neutral factions within the Security Bureau… This is truly fascinating…”

After this brief reflection, Loren looked down at the portable computer in his hand and sighed softly, “What a pity…”

A strange sound echoed through the night forest.

*Crunch!*

Loren’s right hand exerted a slight force, crushing the portable computer in his grip into a ball of mechanical dust!

At that moment, a gentle breeze happened to blow through the night forest, carrying the mechanical dust from Loren’s hand and scattering it onto the slightly damp forest floor…

“Raven! I’m commandeering your portable computer for now!” Loren’s voice held a trace of amusement.

“Ahhh!! No, Master, don’t…” Raven’s wail resounded in Loren’s mind.

“Unfortunately, resistance is futile.”

After smilingly pronouncing the fate of Raven’s portable computer, Loren once again continued his journey through the night forest…

——–

Federal Calendar 7708, December 1st, late at night!

Radiant Flow Main City, Security Bureau outpost, an office deep underground!

Agent Vic, who had just ended the communication, calmly looked up at a light screen rising in the center of the room.

A cross-star domain video conference was underway!

Interestingly, this cross-star domain video conference had only two participants.

“Minister, the attitudes of the old-school and neutral factions within the Security Department have been fully conveyed to that Mr. Loren.”

Agent Vic, having put down his communicator, calmly reported what he had just done.

“You’ve worked hard, Agent Vic. I need you to forget what happened tonight. Can you do that?”

The mysterious Minister, whose face was unclear on the light screen, asked.

“Your command is my will.” Agent Vic nodded calmly.

“Excellent. You are one of the Federation’s most loyal agents.”

The figure in the light screen praised Agent Vic once before proactively ending this video conference with only two participants.

The light screen in the office center quietly vanished.

Agent Vic, sitting behind his desk, sighed, then lowered his head to look at the stack of intelligence reports on his desktop. Like a stone-carved sculpture, he remained silent for a long time.

Mr. Loren, for someone like you, does the Federation really still have a reason to exist…

Such a sensitive question was one this Legendary Agent codenamed “Vic” dared not voice aloud.

Even though he was currently in his own office, he still didn’t dare even mutter it under his breath, only daring to silently ask himself in his heart.

Of course, a question no one hears also means: no one can answer him…

———-

Federal Calendar 7708, December 2nd, early morning hours.

Outside Radiant Flow Main City, within the vast, uninhabited nature reserve.

A somewhat slender figure finally reached his destination after a long, hurried journey.

Deep within this vast, uninhabited nature reserve, a starship with a somewhat dull exterior hull was parked.

As Loren arrived here, the starship’s hatch slowly opened from the inside.

Hans, clad in a black trench coat, stood smiling in the shadows of the hatchway, welcoming Loren’s arrival.

“Very pleased to reunite with you, Mr. Loren. Your new disguise is quite good.”

Hearing this, Loren raised his hand and snapped his fingers, canceling the disguise from the Pure White Mask.

Loren, wearing a refined hat and a black overcoat with a plastic white flower pinned to his chest, was back.

“Likewise, Mr. Hans.”

Looking at Hans before him, a smile unconsciously appeared at the corner of Loren’s mouth.

Loren’s psychic perception told him that this “Mr. Repairman” had undergone a world-shaking change in demeanor…

This Mr. Repairman, whose past demeanor was somewhat sleazy and adorably clueless, had transformed into a rather dangerous individual during this period of not seeing Loren…

The environment of the Radiant Flow Star Domain really nurtures people… Loren mused inwardly.

Loren walked up the lowered hatch into the starship, coming to stand beside Hans. He said with a smile, “I imagine the stories from your time here must be quite captivating, Mr. Hans.”

Hans gently shook his head, replying with a humble expression, “But clearly not as thrilling as your experiences.” After saying this, Hans even gave Loren a rather witty wink.

Simultaneously, smiles appeared on both their faces, like old friends reunited after many years, with no sense of unfamiliarity.

After this tacit, understanding smile, the two walked side-by-side into the starship’s cockpit.

Loren once again entered this somewhat familiar cockpit.

The pilot’s seats were still occupied by those twelve robots with shiny exteriors.

Interestingly, two of the robots even took the initiative to greet Loren upon seeing him!

“Mr. Loren! We finally meet again!”

“Mr. Loren, I’m looking forward to gambling with you again. This time, I will definitely win!!”

These two robots were precisely the two Wisdom robots who had gambled with Loren last time and lost 450,000 Spirit Stones to him…

It seems they still haven’t quite forgotten about Loren…

Facing the greetings from the two robots, Loren lightly tipped his hat and spoke with a smile, “Of course, if the opportunity arises. By the way, I’ve missed you all quite a bit during this time as well…”

Such high-quality card-playing buddies are not easy for me to forget…

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