Of course, these miners probably wouldn’t have to wait much longer here before being rescued by the Energy Department.

For them, the outcome was the same.

It was just a matter of being active versus passive.

Meanwhile, Loren was currently following the miner who was willing to lead the way, heading toward the storage room.

The miner who agreed to lead the way explained to Loren during the journey:

The excavated Spirit Stone Deposits would be immediately delivered to the storage room by the miners for cutting and polishing.

Only after being processed to look exactly like the Spirit Stones circulating on the market would these Spirit Stones be shipped out.

Loren nodded indifferently, not particularly concerned about these details.

He had come here simply to feed the raven something good, nothing more.

He also had no intention of putting these Spirit Stones into circulation.

Loren himself had very high demand for Spirit Stones.

Or rather, the raven’s digestive capacity for Spirit Stones was exceptionally good.

Over the years, any Spirit Stones Loren obtained would be completely devoured by the raven immediately.

And precisely because of this, it led to Loren’s increasingly crazy and flamboyant behavior.

When Spirit Stones were insufficient, any actions could be understood.

They soon arrived at the storage room.

Although the storage room’s main door was closed.

But obviously, Loren didn’t care about this matter.

“Aren’t there prison guards stationed inside the storage room?” Loren asked casually.

“Normally yes, but during today’s assembly, you killed all of them, sir.”

The miner lowered his head, answering cautiously.

I see, Loren nodded calmly.

Then, Loren turned and put down Evan, placing the unconscious man to the side.

After that, he calmly asked the miner who had been leading him:

“By the way, now that you’ve led me here, when exactly do you plan to make your move?”

“What? Sir, I don’t quite understand what you’re saying…” The miner’s response was somewhat stammering.

“Your eyes lack the lifelessness and dullness, they still have vitality.” Loren continued speaking to himself.

The revolver reappeared in Loren’s hand, its barrel mercilessly pointing at the guiding miner.

“Your disguise is too poor, sir.”

“Bang!” The bullet flew toward the miner’s head.

Surprisingly, the miner wasn’t eliminated.

He was also a Superhuman.

After realizing Loren had seen through his disguise, he no longer hid his true nature and chose to reveal his real strength.

He stretched out his palm and directly caught the bullet.

The explosion from the bullet in his palm didn’t cause him any harm.

His physical body was extremely powerful.

Immediately after, his figure burst through the flames created by the explosion, charging directly toward Loren.

“I originally planned to make my move after luring you into the storage room.”

“Didn’t expect you to discover it, looks like there’s no other way.”

Seeing his opponent physically block his bullet, Loren smiled calmly at the corner of his mouth.

A tough opponent has finally appeared, I thought this maximum-security prison was nothing special.

The wings behind him flapped gently.

Under the influence of the Black Wings, Loren’s figure instantly flickered into the distance, evading the opponent’s charge.

The other party was clearly a well-trained Martial Artist, and Loren definitely didn’t want someone like that getting close.

“Misfortune.” This was the ability Loren activated, accompanied by a snap of his fingers.

“Misfortune.” This was the ability the raven activated, its voice echoing in Loren’s mind.

Inside Loren’s body, now merged as one with him, the raven no longer pondered the philosophical question of why it felt fear.

Its master was in danger.

Two layers of Misfortune instantly attached themselves to the figure charging toward Loren.

The effect was extremely obvious.

The ground beneath the rapidly moving figure suddenly gave way, collapsing under his feet.

He stumbled.

The Martial Artist, upon realizing something was wrong, desperately tried to control his posture, making several adjustments in an instant.

But unfortunately, still under the influence of the mysterious force, he ended up falling to the ground.

Sending clouds of dust flying into the air.

After falling, he didn’t get up.

Instead, he continued lying in the pit where he had fallen.

His ribs were broken.

Just from that simple fall on flat ground, his ribs had broken!!

His mind was somewhat dazed – he was a sixth-rank Martial Artist, his physical body could withstand ordinary high-explosive landmines.

But he just broke his ribs from that fall?!

He found it somewhat unbelievable.

Looking at the figure in the pit, Loren secretly shook his head.

“He only got slightly injured?”

Loren walked to Evan’s side, lifted his body onto his shoulder, and directly left the area.

Seeing that the opponent only suffered minor injuries after enduring two layers of “Misfortune.”

At the same time, his bullets couldn’t penetrate this mysterious Martial Artist’s defense, so Loren decisively chose to leave.

Staying here served no purpose – finding the Spirit Stone Deposits remained the higher priority.

Wasting too much time here wasn’t ideal.

Moreover, the raven had also informed him in his mind that there were five other Superhumans secretly watching from the surrounding side paths.

After picking up Evan, Loren left very decisively.

He had no interest in being surrounded and engaging in a death battle with a thick-skinned Martial Artist.

Fortunately, according to the raven’s perception, the five Superhumans hiding in the shadows made no attempt to stop Loren after seeing him leave with his companion directly.

They allowed Loren to depart.

Loren’s figure thus disappeared from in front of the storage room door.

After Loren’s figure had left, the five Superhumans hiding in the shadows emerged from the side paths.

They gathered around the Martial Artist who still lay in the pit.

“Captain, you couldn’t win even at sixth rank?” One of them asked somewhat puzzled.

“Stop making sarcastic remarks and heal me quickly, damn my ribs are broken.” A roar came from the pit.

“Oh, oh… right away!”

After some frantic healing.

The Martial Artist, who was their squad’s captain, finally returned to normal.

After jumping out of the pit, he immediately looked toward the squad member who always carried a portable computer:

“Did you find anything? What’s the background of this mysterious Psychic?”

“Captain, after inputting his behavior patterns and combat style into the Federation intelligence database, the person that came up was someone named Las Loren.”

“However, Captain. According to the intelligence records, this person named Las Loren should only have suspected third-rank strength.”

The squad captain fell into thought upon hearing this, remaining silent for a long time before saying:

“Whatever, I was just testing him on a whim anyway.”

“Since he’s not working with the people stealing the mineral resources, we don’t need to concern ourselves with him.”

“Let’s report what we encountered here.”

“Headaches like this should be handled by the higher-ups.”

After speaking, the Martial Artist led his team members toward the underground space where the miners were gathered.

Their squad was going to take control of this place.

Because Loren had arrived first, those prison guards had already been completely dealt with by him.

And it was precisely after seeing how efficiently Loren handled those prison guards.

That he had mixed into the miners’ group on a whim to test Loren.

Unfortunately, the test results weren’t satisfactory.

After leaving the storage room, Loren didn’t immediately return to the surface.

Instead, he activated his “Fortune” state and plunged headfirst into the endless side paths.

If he couldn’t go to the storage room, he could go elsewhere.

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