I Just Wanted to Be a Galactic Hunter—Why Am I on the Wanted List?

Looking at the coin in his hand, Loren’s lips curled into a dangerous smile.

After waiting for so long, they were finally here...

”Raven, get ready to work.”

”Yes!” Raven swiftly flew onto Loren’s shoulder, merging into his body, activating the Possession State.

Once Raven had merged with him, Loren tossed the coin in his hand again.

”Is someone about to launch an attack on me? If yes, heads.”

The coin landed, heads!

Interesting. To be able to make me feel this sense of unease, seems like a dangerous fellow.

”If the opponent’s Tier is below Legendary, the coin shows heads.”

The coin landed, tails!A Legendary or Demigod? A real big shot has come...

”Is the opponent’s Tier at the Legendary level? If yes, heads.”

Heads!

Finally, going to face a Legendary? I’m really looking forward to it...

”Did they come for Ayla Morningstar? If yes, heads.”

Heads!

They came for the little one!

”Are they from Gray Moon? If yes, heads.”

Heads!

They are from Gray Moon. Mr. Marcus Rhine, for this commission, I’ll be asking you for extra payment.

”Will the opponent’s strength pose a life-threatening danger to me? If yes, heads!”

Heads!

Will pose a life-threatening danger to me!

The rapid beating of his heart accelerated the flow of blood in Loren’s body, giving him a somewhat feverish, adrenaline-pumping sensation.

Loren stroked his chin, beginning to ponder.

After a long while, he tossed the coin again.

”Can I withstand the opponent’s attack head-on? If yes, the coin shows heads.”

Tails!

Cannot withstand head-on... that’s a bit troublesome.

”Can the opponent withstand my Misfortune attack head-on? If yes, the coin shows heads.”

Tails!

The opponent also cannot withstand my attack head-on, seems like a fragile fellow...

After getting this answer, Loren put away the Federation Coin with satisfaction.

Through the means of his ”Lucky Coin,” Loren had already roughly figured out the enemy’s profile without even seeing them.

After a brief moment of contemplation, he stepped out of Lounge 105 and arrived outside the door of Lounge 104.

He raised his hand and knocked on the door.

”Big brother, what’s wrong?” Ayla Morningstar asked after opening the door.

”Come with me,” Loren said with a calm expression, offering no further explanation.

”Okay.”

Ayla Morningstar glanced at Loren’s face, seeming to sense something, and without asking more, she directly walked out of Lounge 104’s door, habitually taking Loren’s hand.

Loren led the little one towards the stairwell of the building.

After climbing the stairs, Loren, still holding the little one’s hand, knocked on the door of Room 001.

”Come in!”

Loren led the little one into the office.

”Something the matter, Loren? And bringing this lovely little girl to see me,” Retab Collin asked, looking up from behind his desk.

”I need a relatively safe shelter room, one that can defend against most attacks and perception methods,” Loren stated his requirement calmly.

”We have one. Since you have Level 9 clearance, you can apply for a safe room at a discounted rate. The original price is 5,000 Spirit Stones per hour. After the discount, it’s 3,000 Spirit Stones per hour.”

Retab Collin said with a beaming smile, his expression resembling an old acquaintance of Loren’s from the past—the smile of a shrewd merchant.

”Of course, a very reasonable price,” Loren replied with a mysterious smile. Hope you won’t regret it later...

Loren directly and generously took out 30,000 Spirit Stones from the ”Crimson Tear,” piling them onto the carpet in the office.

”For ten hours.”

This extra expense, I’ll have Mr. Marcus Rhine reimburse me...

Seeing Loren being so forthright, Retab Collin instantly felt he had somewhat shortchanged himself. If only he had quoted a higher price earlier...

Since Loren had already paid, Retab Collin couldn’t very well raise the price again. He picked up the Spirit Stones piled on the carpet with considerable regret.

Oh well, earning a little is still earning. Using the Association’s facilities to earn my own Spirit Stones is profit nonetheless...

Pure profit!

Retab Collin walked over to the bookshelf located behind his desk and partially pulled out a book.

The bookshelf slowly slid open to both sides, revealing a somewhat old-fashioned elevator door.

”Follow me.”

As Retab Collin’s words fell, the old elevator door opened, and he stepped inside first.

Seeing this, Loren privately guessed the safe room’s location. Was it underground?

Holding the little one’s hand, he also stepped into the elevator.

Under Retab Collin’s operation, the elevator door slowly closed.

”Identity confirmation complete. Operator: Retab Collin. Clearance level: Highest Level—Chief Level.”

After a mechanical voice sounded inside the elevator, it began a smooth descent.

The descent process was quite lengthy, lasting a full ten minutes.

The elevator door opened, and the three stepped out into pitch darkness ahead.

Retab Collin walked at the front, turning on the light switches on the wall as he went.

It was a tunnel forged from an unknown metal.

”Master, outside the tunnel, my psychic senses cannot penetrate,” Raven’s voice suddenly sounded in Loren’s mind.

”Expensive things only have one drawback: they’re expensive,” Loren replied telepathically in his mind.

The three walked a bit further in the metal tunnel, arriving before a heavy metal door. Intricate black patterns were etched on the surface of this metal door.

”We’re here,” Retab Collin said as he placed his palm on the metal door.

The black patterns on the metal door gradually lit up.

A rumbling sound of metal friction echoed as the door slowly opened from within.

”This safe room’s door was specially commissioned by the Association. It’s enhanced with the miraculous methods of those mages from the Land of the Gods.”

”Only I can open it from the outside. From the inside, anyone can open it.”

”It can withstand most attacks at the Legendary Tier.”

Retab Collin explained with a face full of pride.

Loren gave a faint smile, ignoring the greedy, bald, portly man before him. Instead, he gently raised his hand to ruffle Ayla Morningstar’s little head, comforting her:

”Little one, go on in. Go get some sleep. When you wake up, I’ll come to pick you up.”

Hearing Loren’s words, a somewhat nervous Ayla Morningstar forced a smile onto her face.

”Okay, big brother.”

She skipped and hopped into the safe room, fumbling to turn on the light switch on the wall.

Bright lights illuminated the safe room.

Inside were two very small rooms: a washroom and a bedroom.

In the middle of the bedroom was only a large bed, with a dining table beside it.

The layout was quite cramped. The corner of the bedroom was piled with things like compressed biscuits and water.

”Lovely little girl, there’s no network here. I hope you won’t be bored,” Retab Collin reminded her from outside the door.

The metal door covered in black patterns slowly closed.

Retab Collin looked at Loren beside him. ”Seems you’re quite fond of this little one...”