"Apologies, Mr. Loren. The thing I've been pursuing for so long was placed right before my eyes, and I lost my composure for a moment..."
Taylor quickly reacted, sincerely apologizing to Loren.
He rapidly recalled the intelligence on Loren circulating in the black market.
Born in the slums, most likely an Interstellar Hunter who never even had the chance to complete basic education...
And yet he, just now, had been flaunting his own...
In that instant, cold sweat broke out on his forehead.
His companion's divinations had never been wrong before...
And Brother Gu's reaction tonight wasn't quite right either...
Thinking of this, he cautiously looked up at Loren, whose expression remained uneventful.
"Let's start inspecting the goods as soon as possible. I have other arrangements later, and I've already wasted too much time here."
Loren didn't say anything more, directly urging the other party.
Hearing this, Taylor's hands tore open the "Top Secret" label used for sealing with incredible speed and unscrewed the white metal canister in his hand.
Immediately after, he took a fine needle from his bosom and gently pierced the thin sealing membrane at the canister's opening.
Then, he directly manipulated his mental energy, slowly probing it into the opening of the canister, meticulously sensing something.
Taylor carefully screwed the metal canister shut.
Verification complete. This mecha coating, capable of identifying, isolating, and teleporting away any malicious attack, is simply the perfect crystallization of technology!!!
Then, Taylor, holding the white metal canister with both hands, spoke to the Interstellar Hunter with an extremely poor reputation standing before him, his face full of caution:
"Verification complete, it's genuine, Mr. Loren."
"The price I can offer is 2.16 million Spirit Stones, plus some services unique to our organization."
"Due to our recent purchase of that piece of mecha coating you sold a few days ago, our liquid funds are somewhat tight."
"This is the highest price we can currently offer, but I can guarantee it's the highest price available in the Federation's underground market."
"I wonder if you are satisfied with this price..."
Upon hearing "2.16 million Spirit Stones," an unconscious smile appeared on Loren's face.
Under the strange gazes of everyone, Loren silently used his hand to fish out a Federation Coin from his bosom and tossed the coin into the air.
"Is what the other party said true? If yes, heads."
The coin fell, heads! Truth!
Seeing this, Loren nodded slightly in satisfaction, then asked with keen interest:
"Can you introduce to me the services unique to your organization?"
Hearing Loren's question, Taylor felt a surge of joy in his heart. This kind of inquiry often meant the deal was already half done!
"Our main business service is handling the disposal of stolen goods in the Gray Zones of the vast majority of star sectors. At the same time, we occasionally take on intelligence and intermediary work on the side."
"Intermediary?" Loren expressed his confusion.
"Yes, many people within the Federation have troubles. Among these, a significant portion are troubles that clients cannot conveniently announce to the world."
"Those kinds of tasks that are inconvenient to post in the Interstellar Hunter Association are our source of business."
"We help clients resolve their troubles, using an anonymous method for both parties, connecting them with some suitable candidates."
Loren gently stroked his chin. An organization similar to the "Shadow Brotherhood"?
"Do you have any connection with the Shadow Brotherhood?" Loren asked.
"Well, not exactly. Strictly speaking, we are also one of their competitors. However, our main business is still focused on disposing of stolen goods."
Loren nodded, then spoke again: "Explain in detail the services you can provide me."
"First, if Mr. Loren has any items he wishes to sell, our organization will prioritize fulfilling your needs with the fastest speed. As you know, for some goods with special significance, the speed of disposal is crucial."
"If our funds are insufficient to cover the goods Mr. Loren wishes to sell, then our organization will also recommend buyers with good reputations to you."
"Second, for the next three months, all intelligence Mr. Loren requires will be free. Any intelligence."
"Third, if Mr. Loren wishes to take on some covert commissions, our organization will prioritize selecting tasks suitable for you."
"However, it's worth noting that our function is somewhat different from the Interstellar Hunter Association. The tasks that reach us are often very bloody and most likely violate Federation laws."
"Of course, the rewards for these tasks are quite substantial."
Taylor explained the services he could provide Loren with considerable professionalism.
After listening, Loren pondered for a moment.
It seems their intermediary business is quite suitable for him...
"Mr. Taylor, I wish us a pleasant cooperation. So, may I ask, how should I contact you in the future?"
Hearing Loren's words, Taylor, this man with a somewhat weathered face, revealed a rather unsightly smile.
"Pleasant cooperation! Mr. Loren."
Then, Taylor pulled out a small communicator and a somewhat worn spatial ring from his bosom and handed them to Loren.
"This is my private communicator. When you need services, please contact me."
"If you require intermediary services, I will then give you a private website that updates every 30 seconds."
"On that anonymous website."
"I won't know what services you enjoyed, and you won't know who served you."
Loren took the private communicator and the worn spatial ring.
Upon hearing Taylor's introduction about the intermediary service, his brow unconsciously furrowed. He asked directly:
"Then how do you pay me the reward after I complete a task?"
Taylor smiled mysteriously.
"Learn about the new model."
"A new feature recently launched in the underground black market, the underground black market's unique 'Stellar' digital currency, the absolutely encrypted kind."
"You just need to go to the digital currency bank on that website and register an account anonymously."
"After receiving the reward, you can directly go to the digital currency bank in the underground black market to cash out."
"Don't worry, the person behind the digital currency bank has strength like a bottomless black hole; they absolutely won't renege."
"In the past, without such a massive force backing it, even if there were digital currencies on the Federation network, people like us wouldn't dare to use them."
"But now, with this digital currency bank, everything is different."
"This is the new trend across the entire underground black market, and our organization happens to know a little insider information."
Hearing this, an extremely complex expression appeared on Loren's face.
Have I fallen behind the times? Or have all the demons and monsters within the Federation started jumping out?