Loren stared at those two usernames for a long time, silently committing them to memory.

Afterwards, he browsed the Interstellar Forum for a while, replied to the greeting from his friend “WannaCatchADruidAsPet,” and then quietly logged off.

Lights off, time to sleep.

He had to go to the casino tomorrow, better rest early…

To fully recharge his energy, Loren chose to “go to bed early.”

Even though it was almost dawn, and the sky was about to lighten.

But by sleeping now, Loren could sleep through the entire day.

“Stay alert, stupid bird.” After turning off the lights, Loren said coldly towards the quilt on the other side of the bed.

Receiving no response, the corner of Loren’s mouth in the darkness unconsciously lifted slightly.

A little while later.

The raven’s small head cautiously poked out from under the quilt, looking in Loren’s direction…

Seeing that Loren was truly asleep, the raven then wriggled its entire body out from under the covers.

It skillfully opened its portable computer.

While logging into its Interstellar Hunter Forum account, the raven kept glancing back towards Loren, checking if its master was really asleep.

After confirming Loren was indeed asleep, it quietly clicked back into its own post.

After reading Annie Bell’s reply, the raven silently exited that thread.

The Central Star Domain… maybe there’s a chance to take master there someday…

But according to master’s way of doing things, he probably won’t go until he reaches Legendary…

Stupid master, such a hassle!

Wait, I can learn some psychological therapy knowledge myself!!!

Thinking of this, the raven quietly logged off the Interstellar Hunter Forum.

It opened a search page and typed in the eight big characters: “Psychological Therapy Beginner Basics.”

It found the most recommended video, muted the portable computer’s sound, and clicked on it with its claw.

“The title of Psychological Therapy Master, here I come!” the raven silently declared in its heart.

It even flapped its wing a little, quietly cheering itself on…

Federal Calendar 7708, October 12th.

Evening.

Loren woke up on his pillow, opening his eyes.

Having rested the entire day, Loren felt refreshed again.

As a Psychic, his spirit was inherently strong.

Coupled with his Superhuman physique, Loren had already grown accustomed to this day-for-night lifestyle.

Seeing Loren wake up, the raven very naturally closed the video it had been studying all day, pretending nothing had happened.

Believing itself to have already mastered the basics of psychology, the raven began advising the newly awakened Loren:

“Master, I think you shouldn’t stay up late anymore in the future.”

Loren: “?”

“Long-term sleep deprivation can lead to endocrine disorders in humans, thereby affecting human health. Severe cases can lead to mental exhaustion, which can trigger emotional instability, and may even cause symptoms like depression or mania.”

The raven spoke fluently and professionally, its tone carrying a mix of self-satisfaction and steadiness, like a master of psychological science.

“What on earth did you learn all day today?”

Loren’s face darkened as he looked at the portable computer under the raven’s feet.

This stupid bird is really a handful…

“*Advanced Studies in Human Psychology*, *The Relationship Between Human Cyclical Emotions and Health*, *The Impact of Human Hormones on People*, and *A Detailed Explanation of Eastern Star Domain Medical Arts*.”

The raven proudly displayed the fruits of its daytime studies to Loren.

“Shut up!!”

Stupid bird, what weird knowledge have you been learning on the Federation network??

“Master, I don’t think you should reject my professional treatment,” the raven retorted.

“Clearly, you’re a quack doctor, and I am a Superhuman.”

After uttering this helpless complaint, Loren got up from the bed and walked into the bathroom to wash up.

Obviously, in Loren’s understanding, the physique of a Superhuman is different from that of an ordinary human.

Hearing Loren’s words, the raven looked down at the portable computer under its feet and muttered softly to itself:

“What if… Superhumans are still human too, it should still work, right…”

Looks like I need to find a suitable opportunity, can’t let master stay up late anymore, the raven thought silently.

When Loren came out of the bathroom,

The raven, having sorted out its thoughts, was already waiting for Loren at the door.

Loren walked to the door, skillfully put on his hat, donned his black coat, and then tucked the raven’s portable computer into his inner pocket.

As usual, the man and the raven walked out the door together.

The man and the raven arrived at the Interstellar Hunter Association’s restaurant and ordered some food and fresh fruit.

Since coming to the Jadeite Star Domain, Loren often forgot to eat.

The physique of a Fifth Tier Superhuman made him less dependent on food.

Eating once every two or three days wasn’t a problem at all.

In fact, Loren felt that after advancing a few more times, he might become someone who could live on energy alone.

Finding a seat in a corner of the restaurant,

Loren and the raven each began to enjoy their dinner, which was also their breakfast.

The raven ate its favorite fresh fruit, while Loren savored foods like grilled meat.

Just as the man and the raven were halfway through their meal,

A beautiful figure carrying her own tray walked straight over and sat down opposite Loren.

“Good evening, Mr. Loren.” Daisy Wendy Benjamin greeted Loren with a smile, then also sat down across the table.

“Good evening, Ms. Daisy.” Loren gave her a slight nod.

“Good evening, human female.” The raven also tilted its head to greet her, indicating its presence.

“Sorry, I forgot about you, little one.” Daisy smiled apologetically at the raven who had also greeted her.

“To make up for it, you can have the fruit from my tray.” Daisy picked up the fruit from her tray and placed it in front of the raven.

The raven looked at Daisy’s face, then turned to look at its master’s face, seemingly conflicted.

This was different from that time with the reporter’s interview. That time, its master had agreed to the interview first, and only then did it eat the fruit the other party offered.

This time, its master hadn’t agreed yet, but the fruit was already placed right in front of it.

“Go ahead.” Loren’s voice came from the side.

The raven dropped its conflicted expression, abandoned the half-eaten fruit it was working on, and began pecking at the fruit Daisy had offered.

This was the premium stuff in the restaurant—Sisi Fruit, produced in the Beastkin Star Domain, costing one Spirit Stone each.

Stupid master would never spend that kind of money on high-end treats just for my craving… the raven grumbled inwardly.

Glancing at the somewhat overeager raven, Loren silently cursed “stupid bird” before turning his calm gaze to the smiling Ms. Daisy opposite him and asking quietly:

“Ms. Daisy, did you need something from me?”

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