The twelve robots left amidst the clamor, returning to the starship's control console. They resumed operating the vessel, bringing it back to full-speed flight.

Left behind in the same spot, Loren shrugged quite leisurely and let out a contented yawn.

His asset situation had increased once again!

Two million, seven hundred and thirty thousand Spirit Stones now!!

As for the reason Loren yawned, it was because he had known the outcome of this card game even before it began.

He was purely just playing along with these adorable robots for fun. It was just a shame he hadn't expected robots could also get carried away and tilt from losing too much.

Loren's knowledge had increased a little bit more...

After the twelve robots returned to the control console, Hans, who was standing to the side, sidled up to Loren with a fawning expression, quietly opening his mouth to ask:

"Mr. Loren, can I learn your gambling skills?"

Loren turned his head to look at the sincerely inquiring Hans beside him and spoke earnestly:

"I'm afraid not. I was just luckier than usual..."

Hearing this, Hans looked utterly disappointed and muttered under his breath, "Stingy..."

Seeing Hans's reaction, Loren unconsciously let a smile tug at the corner of his lips.

Telling the truth, yet no one believes it...

Trust between people is becoming increasingly fragile...

"Don't lose heart, Hans. The Jadeite Star Domain has many legitimate casinos where you can hone your skills," Loren suggested thoughtfully.

What Loren didn't expect was that his words provoked vehement opposition from all the robots in the cockpit.

"Please stop talking, Mr. Loren! The Repairman would gamble us all away!!"

"Exactly! This Repairman fellow must not go to a casino, no matter where it is!!"

"What a terrible suggestion, Mr. Loren! He'd lose even this starship we're standing on!!"

...

A chaotic chorus of criticisms and protests rose and fell...

Faced with this spectacle, Loren was also taken aback.

He silently turned his head, sizing up the somewhat embarrassed Hans beside him, and spoke with a teasing tone:

"Mr. Hans, it seems you must have lost quite a few Spirit Stones..."

"Uh... actually, not that many..." Hans's voice sounded a bit hollow.

Twelve synchronized, mocking sneers came neatly from the direction of the control console.

"Don't believe his nonsense, Mr. Loren!"

"According to incomplete statistics, Mr. Repairman has lost a total of 3,825,473 Spirit Stones to us, and has shamelessly reneged on nearly ten million more through various underhanded methods!!"

"If it weren't for Mr. Repairman's excessive poverty and shamelessness, I believe we would be among the wealthiest robotic lifeforms in the Star Realm!"

After hearing the robots' explanation, Loren looked at the Hans beside him with a deeply meaningful expression.

Tsk tsk... To be despised to this extent by your own robots...

Mr. Repairman, you are truly outstanding...

Loren shrugged, showing an expression of helpless sympathy. He patted Hans's shoulder heartily and spoke in a faint, drifting tone:

"Good luck to you."

Instantly, Hans's face looked on the verge of tears.

It's my only hobby... you're all being too harsh...

After patting Hans's shoulder, Loren prepared to turn and leave.

He intended to return to the lounge on the starship to try out his newly acquired portable computer.

Although Hans's gambling luck was somewhat poor, his technical skills were still something to look forward to.

"Mr. Loren, wait, I have a question I'd like to ask for your advice..."

Hans's voice came from behind, sounding extremely formal and serious.

Loren's footsteps halted. He turned back to look at Hans and spoke in an even tone:

"Go ahead. Although I don't know everything, I can at least hear what your question is first."

Hearing this, a look of joy appeared on Hans's face.

"It's like this. I originally wanted to stay within the Ferros Family, using their resources and status to secretly develop my own power..."

"But recently, the Ferros Family has been facing many troubles. Their smuggling operations have drastically shrunk under pressure from various factions."

"Even my covert plans have been somewhat affected..." 𝐟𝗿𝐞𝚎𝚠𝐞𝚋𝕟𝐨𝚟𝐞𝕝.𝕔𝕠𝚖

"What I want to ask for your guidance on is, should I continue staying with the Ferros Family?"

"Or should I break away from the Ferros Family and try to make some changes..."

After voicing his confusion, Hans looked at Loren with an expectant expression.

This was the only Major Figure he knew, and the only one who had shown him genuine kindness...

Hans, who only understood technology, clearly had little grasp of the overall landscape of the Star Realm and the Federation.

But even he could keenly sense that some unknown change was occurring within the Ferros Family...

Therefore, he could only turn to Loren for help, hoping Loren could offer him a piece of sincere advice.

After listening to Hans's confusion, Loren lowered his head in contemplation, unconsciously stroking his chin.

Had the Ferros Family already reached this state? Interesting...

Right at this moment!

Loren's special intuition appeared once again.

His powerful heart began to beat silently!!!

At the same time!

Loren's Ninth Ability also activated autonomously!

An illusory golden scene suddenly appeared before his eyes!!

The scene showed a Hans clad in black robes, accompanied by his twelve robots, cornering a humanoid energy entity that glowed all over in a somewhat dimly lit room!

Behind the head of the humanoid energy entity were countless strands of hair composed of energy, each strand emitting a pure white light.

And the most bizarre thing was, the face of the humanoid energy entity had no facial features at all...

"What is this?" Loren softly inquired within his heart.

[Moon.]

Loren's Ninth Ability—the Guidance of Fate—clearly provided the answer.

Unfortunately, Loren did not yet understand the meaning represented by this scene...

After a long while.

Loren calmly raised his head.

"Hans, my intuition tells me the Radiant Flow Star Domain is a place very suitable for you."

"Perhaps you should establish your own organization, take those twelve Mr. Robots, and do something you truly want to do..."

"By the way, I hope you remember a word—'Moon'. This word might hold some special significance for you."

Upon hearing Loren's suggestion, Hans silently lowered his head and murmured softly:

"Moon... I'll remember it."

After hesitating for a moment, Loren spoke again in a soft voice:

"Hans, have you heard of an organization called 'Gray Moon'? A Legendary powerhouse I once eliminated was the leader of this organization."

"And this notorious organization created an artificial intelligence, and the name of that AI happens to be 'Moon' as well..."

After saying this, Loren gave a slight tip of his hat to Hans and turned to leave.

After turning around, Loren's brow furrowed slightly.

Based on his understanding of the "Gray Moon" organization from the forum, and the illusory guidance just provided by his Ninth Ability...

He strongly suspected that the Gray Moon organization's god-creation project had undergone some unknown change...