Back in my office, I double-checked my phone.
Training was effective, but I couldn't afford to get lazy. My guild would be the backbone of my plans for the future.
Samantha sent a message through a safe channel, praising my work and how quickly I handled everything.
Thankfully, she didn't ask how I did it.
Next, I skimmed through the news. The explosion had been completely covered up. No headlines. No footage. Nothing.
It was disappointing.
I half expected Master Cheng's face to be plastered all over the screen, a massive bounty beneath it—three billion berries.
Guess reality was less dramatic than anime.
Well, I really shouldn't be asking for that much attention.
It wasn't like I enjoy being the center of the universe or anything—being hunted, talked about, and stared at all day sounds exhausting.
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