I Just Wanted to Be a Galactic Hunter—Why Am I on the Wanted List? Chapter 57: Assessment Passed

The basent on the negative first floor was extrely quiet.

Although located underground, it didn't feel oppressive at all. Instead, due to the sparse number of people, it felt incredibly spacious.

Loren walked for a while but only encountered a handful of individuals.

However, it was worth noting that the Tier of these Superhumans was never below the Fifth Tier.

At the sa ti, after seeing Loren, these few people deliberately released a wisp of their aura.

It was as if they were specifically showing off their strength in front of Loren.

"Master, should I enter the possession state?"

The Raven also sensed sothing off about this situation.

"No need."

"It's just a habitual flexing of muscles to make the 'newcor' more obedient."

"Such tactics are very common." Loren said quite casually.

After hearing Loren's explanation, the Raven nodded silently, a thoughtful look in its eyes.

Humans truly are complex...

The human mind is always used to do such aningless things.

After pondering for a while, the Raven finally reached the above conclusion.

And while the Raven was lost in thought, Loren had already arrived outside the examination room.

Area F, Room 69.

Loren looked at the thick, heavy alloy door before him, raised an eyebrow, and softly uttered two words:

"Possession."

"As you command, Master." The Raven's figure instantly vanished from Loren's shoulder.

After preparing himself, Loren reached out and silently stroked this sowhat exaggerated tal door.

In Loren's initial assessnt, this door could withstand several missile hits.

Interestingly, this tal door also lacked any "handle" or similar feature.

Loren pushed hard against the tal door. It didn't budge an inch.

Silently increasing the force in his hand, the tal door still showed no sign of opening.

Is the Fifth Rank hunter assessnt this difficult? Loren thought silently.

Loren silently withdrew his hand from the door and quietly took twenty steps back.

Seeing that the distance between himself and the door was sufficiently far.

Then, Loren snapped his fingers.

"Misfortune."

At the sa ti, the word "Misfortune" also echoed in Loren's mind.

The Raven, in its possession state, also activated its ability at the opportune mont.

A black feather appeared in Loren's hand.

Light flashed.

A black and gold Revolver was held in Loren's hand. He raised his arm, aiming the muzzle at the wall beside the door.

The tal door was indeed very sturdy.

Then, I wonder if the wall next to it can block my bullet?

Loren looked at the wall beside him, thinking evilly.

"Bang!"

A bullet shot from the Revolver's muzzle, heading straight for the wall next to the tal door.

Upon contact with the wall, the bullet caused a massive explosion.

The dust and flas generated by the explosion obstructed Loren's view.

Sensing the power of the bullet's explosion, Loren silently took two more steps back.

It seems that after reaching the Fifth Tier, the power of the energy bullets has also increased.

Loren was quite satisfied with the current power of his bullets.

The dust slowly cleared.

The tal door remained completely unscathed.

However, on the wall beside it, there was now a hole large enough for an adult to pass through.

Loren looked through the hole in the wall into Room 69.

Inside the room, a pair of eyes filled with anger also happened to et Loren's gaze through the hole in the wall.

And after the two locked eyes, the corner of Loren's mouth unconsciously turned upward...

"Hello, I'm here to take the assessnt."

Loren stated his purpose calmly, as if completely unaware of what he had just done.

"Why did you blow a hole in the wall?"

The owner of those eyes inside the room stared into Loren's eyes and asked furiously.

"Couldn't get in, so I used a little thod. Do you have a problem with that, sir?"

Loren's tone remained calm, without a trace of self-bla or guilt.

The voice from inside the room remained silent for a long ti before finally speaking slowly:

"Assessnt passed. Co in."

The other party's tone had also returned to calm, as if the previous unpleasantness never existed.

Loren put away the Revolver in his hand and walked towards the direction of the large hole in the wall.

"Use the door!" The voice from inside the room ca again.

After the other party said these two words, that sturdy tal door slowly opened from the inside.

The corner of Loren's mouth curled into a smile once more.

Adjusting his direction of travel underfoot, he entered the room through the main door.

Stepping over the wall debris scattered at the entrance, he calmly walked to the other party's desk and sat down.

After sitting down, Loren turned his head to survey the other party's office.

The brown bookshelf was half destroyed by the explosion. A chunk of the wall also rested on the gramophone in the corner of the office.

The exquisite red carpet was similarly littered with debris from the exploded wall.

The sofa in the middle of the office was also covered in wall fragnts. Its leather surface was full of various scratches.

A complete ss.

The only things that survived were the chairs the two were sitting on and the desk piled high with various docunts.

It seems the other party protected them after the explosion occurred.

Loren glanced at the neat surface of the other party's desk and guessed internally.

"I never thought a battle-damaged decoration style could be unexpectedly good..."

After surveying the ssy office, Loren said this to himself internally.

Clearly, Loren's unique aesthetic sense was quite different from ordinary people.

"Dear Master, I must say, even as a bird, I think your aesthetic sense is problematic."

"You just don't understand this kind of chaotic and unique beauty." Loren silently retorted in his mind.

The Raven in his mind fell silent and said nothing more...

And while Loren was surveying the office.

The other party also leaned back calmly in his chair, examining Loren with a scrutinizing gaze.

Seeing that Loren showed no intention of speaking, the other party took the initiative to break the silence:

"I am the branch chief here, Sebastian Benjamin."

Loren stopped his appreciation of the battle-damaged decor style and turned his gaze towards Benjamin.

"Hello, Mr. Benjamin."

He didn't address him as "Chief," but used "Mr." instead.

Loren didn't want too much association with a Chief who seed to have such a strong desire for control.

Interstellar Hunters are free.

Ever since entering the negative first floor, Loren could sense that the other party was an ambitious person, the kind with an extrely strong desire for control.

Whether it was the sowhat heavy decor style of the basent or the muscle-flexing behavior, it all indicated that the other party was such a person.

He still preferred the style of that money-grubbing old man on the Resource Planet.

"You've just arrived in the Jadeite Star Domain. What are your plans?" Benjamin asked.

"My assessnt has been passed, right? So, can I leave now?"

Loren didn't answer the other party's question but calmly countered with one of his own.

"You know what? It's been a long ti since anyone dared to speak to like that."

After saying this, Benjamin's sitting posture also beca aggressive.

His body, which was leaning against the chair back, leaned slightly forward. His right hand rested on the desk, and his eyes stared directly at Loren.