Cook P. Jones's shadow explosion was quite swift.

The area affected by the shadow explosion was also very large.

Loren, who was walking behind Cook P. Jones, was thus smeared all over with that "mud-like shadow"...

Although Loren had reacted at the first moment, clearly, his intuition had not detected any danger, so he wasn't mentally prepared in advance...

Judging that he couldn't avoid the large expanse of shadow, he only had time to use his own hands to protect the "plastic white flower" on his chest.

And after Cook P. Jones's shadow suddenly exploded, he himself collapsed weakly and in disarray onto the street ground, unable to get up...

The darling of the dark night is despised when daylight arrives...

Cook P. Jones, who had just advanced to the Legendary rank and had eagerly shared out a hundred thousand portions of dark night power.

Clearly had not fully mastered his newly obtained power. Nor did he quite understand that he was in a weakened state under the daylight.

Under daylight conditions, he is weakened in every aspect.

Now, Cook P. Jones truly understood the meaning of that sentence on the legacy stone slab:

"Night Hunter is an ancient and extreme hunter legacy. Those who accept this legacy must think deeply and consider carefully."

This sentence meant that in his night state, he could exchange blows with Demigod-level powerful individuals, even with weaker Gods!

But in his daylight state, being in a state of all-around weakening, he would be the weakest kind of Legendary, only able to bully Superhumans below the Legendary rank...

After resting for a few seconds and getting used to his weakened state during daylight, Cook P. Jones, looking rather embarrassed, recalled all those shadows that had spread over the entire street...

He let out an awkward, sheepish chuckle.

As for the other intelligent beings present.

Loren: "..."

Don't get angry, don't get angry, I haven't gotten that stone slab yet!!!

A merciless laugh echoed in his mind.

Raven: "HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA..."

The large black dog that had silently retreated to a corner to hide.

Huck: "Can't see me... can't see me..."

Respected Mr. Loren, if you hit my master, you can't hit me, okay...

After the two men, one dog, and one raven remained silent on the spot for a while.

They all very tacitly chose to forget what had just happened... pretending nothing had occurred...

Cook P. Jones: "Can you help me up? I'm a bit drained."

Loren: "Okay."

The two men and the dog silently resumed their journey...

As for the raven deep within Loren's soul, it was thinking about when it could find an opportunity to secretly draw that scene from earlier...

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Federal Calendar, Year 7708, December 4th, morning.

Inside the Illusionary Night's Dream tavern, Jadeite Main City.

Cook P. Jones sat quietly in front of the bar counter, not looking sideways, his expression serious.

Ever since his shadow exploded, he hadn't dared to look directly at Loren's face.

He couldn't beat him...

Even last night, having just achieved the Legendary rank, upon sensing the threatening aura emanating from Loren, he still felt an icy, piercing cold.

Just like when he first met Loren, even after advancing to Legendary, nothing had changed.

The warning in his intuition about Loren's danger had never diminished.

As if the Legendary-rank Night Hunter profession he had taken up was fake...

And Loren at this moment was sitting silently in front of the bar counter, also with a serious expression, savoring the free drink in his hand.

He was contemplating whether he should change into a different black coat...

That mud-like shadow... should just be energy, right... Loren thought with a serious face.

After a long while.

Loren silently put down the glass in his hand. He released his spiritual power, and after finding the place he wanted to find.

He directly stood up and quickly walked towards the tavern's restroom.

Somewhat disgusted by that shadow, he decided to change into a black coat after all.

Anyway, those black coats were bought and placed inside the "Crimson Tear"—it was time to wear them...

Otherwise it would be a waste.

Those three combat-style black coats, with their quick-drying when wet and cut-resistant, heat-resistant properties, had cost Loren a full 170 Spirit Stones.

Finally, it was time to use them.

5 minutes later.

Loren, wearing a brand new black coat, walked back to the bar counter in a rather good mood.

After changing out of the black coat that had been smeared with shadow, the awkward feeling in Loren's heart finally dissipated.

He returned to sit in front of the bar counter, picked up the glass he had left on the counter, and began savoring it carefully again...

At this moment, Anna, the bartender behind the counter, also returned holding an exquisite box.

She was explaining the functions of the "Illusion Dream Ring" and the precautions for being a tavern shareholder to Cook P. Jones.

After Cook P. Jones put on the "Illusion Dream Ring" set with a deep yellow gemstone and began studying it carefully.

Anna subtly moved a few steps. She came to sit opposite Loren and reminded him with a smile:

"Mr. Destiny, have you forgotten something?"

"Huh? What?" Loren was stunned.

Hearing this, Anna's eyes curved into smiling crescents. She reached out a hand to cover her mouth and laughed:

"Your disguise. You forgot your disguise."

"Although your real appearance is quite handsome, I think it's better to remind you..."

"That 60-billion bounty, many people would be tempted..."

"I never thought I'd really recruit someone like you, such a Major Figure, for the tavern."

"It seems my year-end bonus should be doubled~"

After listening to Anna's musings about her year-end bonus, Loren silently snapped his fingers, activating the Pure White Mask's disguise.

After a flash of light.

A curly-haired young man wearing thick glasses and looking somewhat thin and weak once again appeared in the Illusionary Night's Dream tavern.

Due to the psychological damage caused to the group by that "suddenly exploding mud-like shadow."

This group of intelligent beings had all forgotten about Loren's "disguise"...

This accident also allowed Anna to unexpectedly witness Loren's true appearance.

So Mr. Destiny was actually that newly wanted fugitive of the Federation, the extremely dangerous individual with a 60-billion bounty...

After disguising himself as the curly-haired young man, Loren stared seriously at Madam Anna behind the bar counter without saying a word.

My cover's been blown for the first time. Waiting online, what should I do? Loren silently mocked himself in his heart.

Seeing Loren's extremely oppressive gaze, the corner of Anna's mouth twitched.

She silently held her forehead, feeling a headache coming on.

What does that look in your eyes mean? Do you want to kill me to silence me?!

So, you didn't intentionally reveal your true form...

Hey?! Your memory! Is way too bad!!

Mr. Destiny, I'm having a hard time taking the cold and aloof demeanor on you seriously anymore...