After Oliver had figured everything out, he stared blankly at the notebook in his hand.

Could he bear the weight of this huge news? Should he write his speculations into it?

Should he report it?

He was deeply worried that his actions would send the Stellar Daily to the chopping block.

Oliver remained dazed for a long time.

It wasn’t until Loren spoke up, interrupting the other man’s reverie.

“Mr. Oliver, you seem distracted?”

“Oh… apologies, an old habit of mine. I get like this when I encounter valuable news, a kind of occupational hazard. Let’s continue the interview, Mr. Loren.”

Oliver pulled back his wandering thoughts.

He looked at the calm Interstellar Hunter before him.

He somewhat suspected that the other man might not realize what this all meant.

Forget it, just ask a few unimportant questions and end this interview. I’ll fill in the rest myself…

Oliver said this to himself in his heart.

“Mr. Loren, what were your thoughts after you infiltrated the heavily guarded Heavy Prison all by yourself?” Oliver had regained his composure.

Upon hearing the question, Loren replied with complete calm:

“First, I don’t consider it a heavily guarded prison.”

Loren paused here, recalling how he had managed to slip inside.

“They didn’t even have any detection methods in place to prevent outsiders from getting in.”

“My infiltration process was extremely smooth, with almost no resistance at all.”

Of the three major disguises I prepared, only the “Skin Mask” ended up being useful. The prepared “Colored Contacts” and “Genetic Testing Finger” weren’t even needed.

“If infiltration difficulty were rated out of ten, I could only give that prison a 1.”

“Oh, their cafeteria was pretty good though. I’d give that a 9.”

Loren calmly finished recounting his impressions of the prison.

Oliver took out his notebook again, pretended to jot down Loren’s words, and then stood up to take his leave.

Oliver extended his hand to Loren for a farewell handshake.

“Thank you very much, Mr. Loren, for cooperating with my interview.”

After releasing Loren’s hand, Oliver retrieved 500 Spirit Stones from the spatial equipment he carried and handed them to Loren.

“I hope we have the chance to work together again in the future.”

“Of course, I’d be very willing as well.” Loren accepted the bag containing the Spirit Stones and nodded.

An interview that earns you 1000 Spirit Stones in just ten minutes, who wouldn’t be willing? Loren thought silently to himself.

“I hope by then you have become a great Interstellar Hunter.”

“I hope by then you have also become a top-tier journalist across the stars.”

Loren also offered a blessing to this generous reporter.

“Goodbye, adorable Mr. Raven.”

“Goodbye, Mr. Oliver.” The Raven also spoke up in response.

Oliver made a dignified and polite farewell.

His departing steps were hurried, clearly eager to return and organize his notes.

Loren watched Oliver’s retreating back and murmured to himself:

“He actually has spatial equipment. Are people from other star domains that rich?”

On the black market of the Dusk Star Domain, spatial equipment costs tens of thousands of Spirit Stones.

“Dear Master, shall we go rob him?”

The Raven, having finished its fresh fruit, flew back to Loren’s shoulder and asked.

Loren glanced sideways at the Raven.

“We are proper Interstellar Hunters, not interstellar pirates.”

Then, Loren added:

“He’s probably a sixth-rank Superhuman, not some frail, delicate reporter.”

This was the fundamental reason Loren gave up on robbing him.

Even if they could successfully rob him, the commotion it would cause would be too great.

A sixth-rank Superhuman isn’t easy to deal with.

Currently, the entire Upper District was in a state of high alert.

Loren had just shaken off the Energy Department’s attention; he had no desire to step back into their sights.

At least, not now.

Loren leisurely returned with the Raven to his own room on the third floor.

Might as well take a vacation during this time.

Back in his room, Loren lazily sprawled on the sofa and thought.

With the entire star domain under high alert, there wasn’t much Loren could do.

Three days later.

Loren lay on the sofa, holding a portable personal computer, browsing the Interstellar Hunters’ forum.

This portable personal computer was something Loren bought out of boredom from staying in his room.

He had gone to the shopping mall on the fifth floor and, after spending 200 Spirit Stones, bought the latest model available on the market.

Of course, Loren also wanted to see the content of the interview about himself on the Stellar Daily.

After all, this was Loren’s first time being interviewed, and by an interstellar media outlet like the Stellar Daily, no less.

Nowadays, within the Federation, very few newspapers were still in circulation; only the Stellar Daily maintained a limited print run.

But even the Stellar Daily’s newspaper update speed lagged far behind the update speed of the Stellar Daily’s online version.

Thanks to the great inventions of the Federation Science Department, many star domains within the Federation had achieved a certain degree of network interconnectivity.

Of course, such infrastructure came at a cost. Only organizations of considerable scale could establish a cross-star-domain signal receiver within their own territory.

Cross-star-domain signal receivers had a coverage range, and it was quite narrow.

For example, if Loren wanted to use his personal computer to connect to the Federation network covering many star domains, he could only do so within this Interstellar Hunter branch.

Once he stepped outside the Interstellar Hunter branch, he could only connect to this Resource Planet’s network. He couldn’t even connect to the networks of other planets within the Dusk Star Domain.

This was also the reason the Investigator who died in the alley had hoped Loren would help transmit the intelligence.

Only by coming to the Interstellar Hunter branch could the intelligence be sent out, because only here was there a cross-star-domain signal receiver.

Loren hadn’t considered buying a portable personal computer before because it was useless if he didn’t stay long-term at the Interstellar Hunter branch.

Now, due to the high alert situation forcing Loren to stay at the Interstellar Hunter branch for an extended period, he had the idea to buy a portable computer.

After all, 200 Spirit Stones, for the Loren of the past, could have fed the Raven as snacks for quite a while.

Of course, there was another reason: he also wanted to learn about the situation in other star domains through this Federation-wide star network.

Oliver’s lavishness made Loren realize that earning Spirit Stones might be quite easy in other star domains.

Loren started wanting to go take a look around other star domains.

Loren naturally understood that his recent search for fun might have caused a bit too much of a stir.

Staying within the Dusk Star Domain any longer might bring him considerable trouble.

And Loren only liked causing trouble for others; he didn’t like others causing trouble for him.

In the room.

Loren, lying on the sofa, was engaged in “friendly conversation” with Interstellar Hunters from other star domains on the Interstellar Hunters’ forum.

The people here spoke quite pleasantly.

The people on the forum didn’t know Loren’s background and held no rejection or wariness towards him.

In just three short days, Loren had made the acquaintance of many “interesting” Interstellar Hunters on the forum.

Suddenly, while casually browsing the forum, Loren scrolled past a post that was directly pinned to the top.

“Go check out the latest report released by the Stellar Daily, something big has happened!!!”

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