[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-i-just-wanted-to-be-a-galactic-hunter-why-am-i-o":3,"chapter-i-just-wanted-to-be-a-galactic-hunter-why-am-i-o-i-just-wanted-to-be-a-galactic-hunter-why-am-i-o-chapter-18":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"english","I Just Wanted to Be a Galactic Hunter—Why Am I on the Wanted List?",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":20,"prevChapterSlug":21,"totalChapters":22,"novelImage":23},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":16,"volume":17,"translator":18,"content_hash":19},990720,1292,"Chapter 18: A Favor","i-just-wanted-to-be-a-galactic-hunter-why-am-i-o-chapter-18",18,"\u003Cp>When Loren stared at that staff member for a while.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>By this point, the staff member was huddled behind the window, practically scared to tears.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Don't trouble her anymore, come to my office to talk.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A somewhat helpless sigh came from behind Loren.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Finally showed up, thought you'd keep playing turtle.\" Loren chuckled lightly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He then picked up the silver metal case, put away his license, and turned away from the window.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The person he really wanted to see had already appeared.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>An elderly man with full silver hair was looking kindly at Loren approaching him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Chief!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Chief...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Greetings rose and fell throughout the hall.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hearing these sycophantic words, Loren curled the corner of his mouth upward.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If he hadn't shown up, you probably wouldn't have dared to speak at all.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Loren came before the old man.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The old man nodded helplessly at Loren.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Follow me.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In a spacious office on the second floor.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Loren and the silver-haired old man sat opposite each other, gazing across the distance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After entering the office with Loren, the silver-haired old man had been looking at Loren with complex emotions, not speaking.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As if he didn't know where to begin.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing this, Loren wasn't in a hurry to speak either.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He smiled mockingly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After sitting on the sofa, he placed the heavy case beside his feet.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then, Loren casually plucked a feather from the crow on his shoulder, transforming it into a revolver.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He began playing a little game - disassembling the revolver, then reassembling the parts back into a revolver.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If it was about patience.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Loren always had plenty of time to spare.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After Loren had disassembled and reassembled the revolver in his hands three times.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The silver-haired old man finally lost some composure and broke the silence in the office.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"This matter is more complicated than you imagine, involving many things.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The old man's tone carried admonishment.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Were you involved too?\" Loren's gaze toward the silver-haired old man held a trace of confusion.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>According to common sense, as a branch chief of the Interstellar Hunter Association.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With his prestigious reputation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He shouldn't be associated with trivial matters like missing persons.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Not exactly, but they... offered too much.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I accepted a commission, the content being not to leak any information about this matter.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You know, our association's intelligence is, at times, second only to Federation Agents.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"So, someone paid hush money in advance.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After saying this, the old man fell silent again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Waiting for Loren to digest his words.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Loren played with the revolver in his hand and chuckled lightly:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Funny coincidence, I accepted a commission too.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Can you give it up?\" The silver-haired old man sighed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"My client paid with something very precious, I can't let her down.\" Loren's tone turned somewhat dangerous.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Finally getting exciting, really gets the blood pumping...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The revolver in Loren's hand began spinning on his fingertip.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"If that's the case, I understand.\" The silver-haired old man's expression turned grave.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The silver-haired old man fell silent again, the atmosphere in the office growing heavy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Would Loren go crazy here? That would cause quite some damage to the association...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The silent silver-haired old man suddenly thought of something and spoke again:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You still owe me a favor, don't you?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Four years ago, I personally recommended you to join the Interstellar Hunter Association.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The tension in the office eased.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The revolver spinning on Loren's fingertip also stopped.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Dear Chief, are you sure you want to use up the favor I owe you for something like this?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Loren's tone turned lazy, no longer dangerous.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Can't let you cause a scene here.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Both you and I know what would happen if you didn't get the information you wanted.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"There's no extra budget here for renovations...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The silver-haired old man spread his hands somewhat helplessly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You really know me well, Chief.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I'm getting curious now, how many Spirit Stones did you receive?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"That made you willing to use your personal favor.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Loren looked curiously at the silver-haired old man before him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"As an Interstellar Hunter, when you take money, you deliver the service.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I'm about to retire, I'm old.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I still want to keep a good reputation and enjoy my remaining years in peace.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The silver-haired old man's tone carried some melancholy, appearing quite sorrowful.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hearing this, Loren scoffed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Tell the truth.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He didn't believe a single word the old man said.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This old man opposite him was no benevolent character.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"My grandson is studying at a good university in another star system, Mecha major.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You know...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Mecha majors burn through Spirit Stones quite a bit.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing he couldn't fool Loren, the silver-haired old man resentfully told the truth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Having satisfied his curiosity, Loren shrugged and said nothing more.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>People with attachments always act irrationally.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Putting away the revolver in his hand, Loren picked up his case and prepared to leave.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"What a pity, I never expected this would drag you into it.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I have a feeling I'll regret using up this favor.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing Loren preparing to leave, the silver-haired old man's tone also softened.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Although somewhat regretful, today's matter was essentially over.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When this kid Loren went crazy, he had no desire to stop him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"There's a famous saying among Interstellar Hunters: Once you've chosen, don't regret it.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You taught me that yourself.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Loren, standing up, replied with a smile.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After taking two steps, Loren suddenly smiled at the corner of his mouth, remembering something.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Oh yes, wish your grandson success in his studies.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Hope he doesn't run into me someday under certain circumstances.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hearing Loren's words, the silver-haired old man frowned.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Although he thought it unlikely Loren would target his grandson, he felt Loren's words carried hidden meaning.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Watching Loren's dashing departing figure, the silver-haired old man's heart suddenly stirred.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Can you give me one of your revolvers?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The silver-haired old man stood up and called out to stop Loren.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This old man chose to trust his long-dormant intuition.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I remember giving you one four years ago.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Mind telling me what you want it for?\" Loren turned back to ask.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"To give to my grandson.\" The silver-haired old man stated his purpose directly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Loren chuckled lightly and generously plucked another feather from the crow on his shoulder.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After a flash of light, it transformed into a revolver.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He raised his hand and tossed the revolver to the silver-haired old man.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Seems you really love your grandson.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Tell your grandson to remember to feed it plenty of Spirit Stones.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Also, stopping me from causing trouble at the Interstellar Hunter Association only used up part of the favor.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"There's still a bit left.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"And this revolver makes you use up the favor completely.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After saying this, Loren headed toward the door without any attachment.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The silver-haired old man looked down at the brand new revolver in his hand, sighed, his thoughts inexplicable.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This sigh contained both relief and regret.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Loren, if you keep investigating, even you might die.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The silver-haired old man didn't know what he was thinking, but still chose to say this somewhat abrupt statement.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Is that so? Then I hope I die spectacularly.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Loren didn't look back, leaving with his heavy case, leaving only these words behind.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The office door opened and closed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Only the silver-haired old man remained in the spacious office.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Looking at the brand new revolver in his hand, he murmured quietly:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Had I known earlier, I wouldn't have taken that commission...\"\u003C\u002Fp>",1235,"2026-06-03T08:20:30.964Z","2026-06-03T08:20:39.668Z",1,"novelbin.me","37fc7dd2be859efc331e78e42fa0fbd4067cdd5612101a9ee0b1b1645bf95204","i-just-wanted-to-be-a-galactic-hunter-why-am-i-o-chapter-19","i-just-wanted-to-be-a-galactic-hunter-why-am-i-o-chapter-17",388,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fi-just-wanted-to-be-a-galactic-hunter-why-am-i-o-cover.jpg"]