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Blood Pupil's footsteps halted, but he didn't turn around, standing in silence. Robbie didn't urge him. After a long while, Blood Pupil finally spoke.

“I want that 'Mystic' Beast.”

“You mean this?” Robbie pointed to the little thing on his shoulder, his expression unsurprised. “It's useless to you.”

The cub of a Starry Sky 'Mystic' Beast was precious, but for this world, it was not only worthless but also extremely dangerous. Once a Starry Sky 'Mystic' Beast grew up, it would be a disaster for the entire planet. “I can't give you this. It's very important to me. But if you're willing to tell me why you need it, maybe we can think of another way.”

“I'm interested in its meat.” Blood Pupil answered bluntly. He knew there was no need to beat around the bush with Robbie.

“Eat it?” Hearing Blood Pupil's words, Robbie couldn't help but chuckle. “I've heard of people keeping 'Mystic' Beasts as pets or studying them, but this is the first time I've heard of someone wanting to eat one. Do you know the composition of a Starry Sky 'Mystic' Beast's meat? Aren't you afraid of dying if you eat it?”

“That's my business. I just want to eat it.” Blood Pupil insisted stubbornly. Seeing his persistent gaze, Robbie understood that Blood Pupil wasn't joking. He fell into contemplation.

“You helped me and saved my life. I was originally planning to get you an auxiliary quota after I become a trainee mercenary. You should know that this is the best way for you to leave this low-level world.”

“……” Blood Pupil didn't speak, just quietly watched Robbie, knowing that Robbie had more to say.

“But if you make this request, my mission completion rate won't reach 100%. Although I can still become a trainee mercenary, I'll have to complete at least a few official missions to be equipped with an auxiliary. That will take at least a year. Do you understand?”

“Understood.” Blood Pupil nodded, feeling the increasingly intense desire deep within his body. He still answered seriously, “I still insist on my original request.”

Robbie didn't waste words. Seeing Blood Pupil's persistence, he smiled slightly, reached out, and took out a small, pen-like gadget. With a light press, a section of blade popped out from the tip of the pen, emitting a strange buzzing sound.

“Starry Sky 'Mystic' Beasts need to hide underground, so their skin is extremely tough and heat-resistant. Ordinary blades can't hurt them, not even lasers. So, you need to use this…” Robbie explained. “High-frequency cutter. The blade vibrates tens of thousands of times per second, giving it unparalleled sharpness. Only it can cut through the skin of a Starry Sky 'Mystic' Beast.”

Before the words finished, Robbie swung the device, immediately carving out a chunk of meat the size of a bowl from the Starry Sky 'Mystic' Beast. The Starry Sky 'Mystic' Beast was heavily anesthetized and didn't react at all. The muscles at the wound wriggled for a moment, instantly turning into a pitted scar.

“Here.” Robbie threw the chunk of meat to Blood Pupil, then shouldered his bag and walked back the way he came without looking back.

Without transportation, the journey back was especially difficult for the two. Not only was movement slow, but they also had to constantly deal with harassment from various mutated beasts. Fortunately, neither of them was simple. Dealing with these mutated beasts only took a little effort. Blood Pupil also took the opportunity to obtain a lot of mutated beast materials needed by the Hunter Guild. These materials were useless to Robbie, but they were enough for him to live a better life.

Without the cargo space on the motorcycle, Blood Pupil's accumulated possessions almost disappeared by more than half. But this adventure was still a huge gain for Blood Pupil. Because he not only obtained spoils of war sufficient to make up for the losses but also obtained a piece of Starry Sky 'Mystic' Beast tissue. But he didn't eat it immediately, and “It” within him seemed to understand that there was no need to rush, and actually calmed down temporarily.

The two walked for more than half a month. When the dark clouds in the sky once again poured down black snowflakes, the two finally returned to Tak. This time, Blood Pupil didn't hide his face. He went directly to the Hunter Guild's hall with Robbie. Seeing Old John busily accepting prey, Blood Pupil revealed a happy smile.

“Uncle John, hello.”

“It's you, kid.” Old John, with his exaggerated pipe in his mouth, squinted and sized up Blood Pupil for a while. “You've been gone for more than a month. It seems like you've gained a lot.”

“I encountered a little danger, it was more difficult than I imagined. So…” Blood Pupil placed a cloth bag on the table in front of Old John. “This is all I have, Uncle John.”

Old John picked up the cloth bag and took a look. His dim old eyes suddenly widened. “Hey, what do I see? Two mutated Tyrannosaurus Rex claws and alien cores? Are you sure these are genuine?”

“What? Mutated Tyrannosaurus Rex?” Old John's voice immediately attracted the attention of the hunters in the hall. People's gazes immediately converged.

Mutated Tyrannosaurus Rex was just a nickname. Its name in the Hunter Guild was Cleft-Claw Tyrant Beast. It was a very powerful mutated beast, living only in the depths of the Tak Grand Canyon. This mutated beast was extremely aggressive. Generally, no single hunter would hunt it. Only hunters in small groups would try. The materials of the Cleft-Claw Tyrant Beast were very valuable. Because it was an advanced mutated beast, its body mutated very perfectly. The claws contained energy pipelines of biological tissue, which could be processed into various advanced weapons, and the alien core, after being stimulated, could extract extremely strong biological energy. This was extremely rare in the energy weapon-deficient Seventh World. Blood Pupil's bag contained two alien cores, indicating that he had killed at least two Cleft-Claw Tyrant Beasts.

For a time, the hall was filled with surprised voices from hunters, and many people showed greedy eyes towards Blood Pupil. Blood Pupil was very uncomfortable with this feeling of being watched and frowned slightly.

“Uncle John. Do you think we should change places…”

“Haha, look at me, I'm really old and muddled. Let's go, let's talk in my office.” Old John patted his bald head with a smile, beckoned a waiter to take over his work, and then pulled Blood Pupil inside. Behind the two, Robbie smiled politely and followed.

The three entered a room in the back. Old John glanced at Robbie behind him and asked Blood Pupil, “This is…”

“He's a friend I met during this mission.” Blood Pupil replied. Then he said politely to Old John, “Uncle John, I encountered trouble during this mission, and even my motorcycle was destroyed. My supplies and registration card were on it. What do you think…”

The registration card was something that a new hunter in Tak must have. It was a hard card that integrated functions such as mission records, money, and material applications. The prey obtained by hunters was converted into money and materials and automatically recorded on the card. Hunters could freely spend money in Tak with the registration card. The materials Blood Pupil obtained from hunting in Tak some time ago would be worth at least a thousand gold Vicks if converted into money. If the registration card could not be reissued, he would suffer a great loss.

However, obviously, someone had encountered such a thing before him. Hearing this news, Old John just smiled. “This is a small matter. I have your records, you just need to reissue one later. But I said, kid, with this harvest, do you still care about so few resources? The claws and alien cores of two Cleft-Claw Tyrant Beasts. Enough for you to exchange for the best equipment.”

“It's always good to save a little.” Blood Pupil said with a smile.

“You guy.” Old John chuckled. Then he happily registered Blood Pupil's harvest one by one. Then he asked someone to put all these prey into the warehouse. Only then did he turn his head and seriously look at Robbie.

“Your friend Blood Pupil? Are you here to be a hunter too? Ha, let me see your hand. Not bad, you should be a guy who is good at firearms. Blood Pupil has found the right person to help him. I told him to find a ranged attacker as a partner a long time ago, but he just wouldn't do it. How about it, let me register you? Don't worry, with Blood Pupil's face, I will definitely increase your hunter level a little.”

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“No need, Uncle John.” Robbie gave a very polite chest-touching salute. That special leisurely temperament immediately made Old John's eyes light up. “I'm not here to be a hunter. I just happened to be passing by here. I want you to introduce me to someone.”

“Who?” Old John frowned and asked suspiciously.

“The president of the Hunter Guild.”

“What?” Old John was taken aback. “You want to see the president? Why? I said Robbie, the president is not someone that anyone can see. It is difficult for ordinary hunters to get an audience with him, even with Blood Pupil's face, it is difficult for me to open my mouth.”

“This is not a problem.” Robbie smiled and took out a badge and handed it to Old John. “Uncle John, as long as you give this badge to him, I don't think he will refuse to see me.”

“This…” Old John suspiciously took the badge and glanced at it, his eyes suddenly widened. “This is!?”

“You just need to know.” Robbie smiled slightly. What he took out was the auxiliary mark of the universe mercenary. Of course, Old John would be surprised. In fact, don't look at him as just an auxiliary, but in this low-level world, he is a very high-end existence. Even if he wants to see the planet leader, he will not be refused. The reason why he wants to see the president here is because the Hunter Guild is actually an affiliated organization of the universe mercenaries. He can help him contact the mercenary headquarters.

“Okay!” Old John was also a shrewd person. He immediately agreed to Robbie's request, and there was a hint of awe in his eyes. He called a waiter to arrange Blood Pupil's affairs and then hurriedly left.

Watching the waiter go to help Blood Pupil with the reissue of the registration card, Robbie said to Blood Pupil, “I'm leaving. It was a very pleasant cooperation, but unfortunately, because of the mission completion rate, I can't help you for the time being.”

“I know.” Blood Pupil replied seriously. “But I still want to thank you.”

“Don't thank me, this is what you deserve.” Robbie shook his head with a smile. “I owe you one. But I didn't really help you with anything. But as long as you wait for me for a year, I will definitely come to you. By the way, what are you going to do next? Are you still going to hang out in the Hunter Guild? If so, maybe I can use a little authority to get you some benefits.”

“I don't plan to stay in Tak for the time being.” Blood Pupil moved the corner of his mouth. His eyes turned to the sky outside the door. “I have something to settle. I originally thought my strength was not enough, but now I think it's time.”

“Understood.” Robbie's eyes flickered, then he reached out to Blood Pupil. “Then goodbye.”

“Goodbye.” Blood Pupil's hand was clasped with Robbie's.