The job change is a bizarre and calamity; the nation begs me to tone it down.

As a watcher who travels all over the world of stars year-round.

Even if Lorian were the most aloof person, there was absolutely no way he hadn't heard of these legendary names.

The Ark Merchant Guild is one of the most financially powerful and influential super trading giants in the entire Starfall Divine Realm and even several surrounding star systems!

This ship, the Golden Olive, is a legendary starship in the merchant guild, comparable to a mobile fortress.

And its owner...

Lorian's gaze fell once more on the blonde woman in the black dress, and he couldn't help but gasp.

Isn't that Evelyn Furmyn, the infamous "Business Witch" feared throughout the business world?!

It is said that this woman is extremely shrewd, decisive and ruthless in her actions, and dares to dance on the edge of a knife for profit. She is the top candidate to become the next head of the Furming family.

I was actually saved by the Ark Merchant Guild?

Evelyn had already reached the bedside.

She looked at Lorian, her face expressionless, and asked in a cool voice, "Judging from your condition, you seem to be recovering quite well."

"How are you feeling?"

Evelyn paused, her gaze sweeping over Lorian's tattered ranger's cloak, before continuing, "When we pulled you out of the water, your vital signs were almost completely gone."

"Conventional treatments simply won't work for you."

"In order to prevent you from completely disappearing, we used some special methods to pull you back from the clutches of death."

Upon hearing the words "special means," Lorian couldn't help but let out a rather bitter smile.

He is the most outstanding Star Ranger of Ashmerkrin's generation.

Even those who are potential candidates for Star Hunters naturally have extraordinary vision.

They knew it perfectly well.

The effects of that artifact left behind by the ancient god are definitely not something that ordinary healing magic or high-level potions can handle.

The resources required to rebuild life from such terrifying rule-level destruction would be absolutely unimaginable.

It must be at least a [Cosmic Spirit Level] or even a higher-grade, heaven-defying divine artifact!

The Ark Merchant Guild actually spent a fortune that would make even the most powerful figures in the divine realm envious, just to save a complete stranger like him!

Merchants are driven by profit; this favor, and the price they pay, is indeed quite high.

"Thank you, Miss Evelyn, and thank you all for saving my life..."

Lorian took a breath and struggled to stand up and bow, but his weak body only allowed him to sit on the bed with difficulty. He said solemnly, "If it weren't for you, Lorian would surely have perished in the starry sky today."

"I will forever remember this kindness that has saved my life!"

However, before he could finish expressing his gratitude, Lorian was suddenly struck by a thousand bolts of lightning.

He remembered!

Zogra, the Lord of Devouring Dimensions, has descended upon the Rift!

"No...it's too late! There's no time!"

Lorian jerked himself up from the hospital bed as if he'd been electrocuted, the movement so violent that it nearly snapped the instruments monitoring his vital signs.

His expression instantly turned serious. He looked at Evelyn in front of him and said urgently, "Miss Evelyn! I am so grateful to everyone for going to such lengths to save me!"

"But now, I no longer have time to recuperate here!"

"I have obtained extremely important intelligence! This intelligence concerns the absolute safety of the entire Starfall Divine Realm, no, it concerns the safety of hundreds of surrounding star systems and countless living beings!"

"If we're even a step too late, everything will be irreversible!"

"I beg you, could you immediately activate the Golden Olive's emergency warp jump to get me back to Ashmerkrin, or any outpost, as quickly as possible?"

"As long as the intelligence is delivered, I, Lorian, will repay today's kindness and the cost of the leap in the future!"

After he finished speaking, the entire bridge fell into a brief silence.

After saying those words, Lorian felt his face burning with embarrassment.

I felt extremely embarrassed.

That's a warp jump for a starship, and it's a behemoth like the Golden Olive!

Each time a space-tearing jump is made, the rare energy crystals consumed and the load on the ship's engines are worth no less than buying half a rich resource planet!

Although he, Lorian, has the aura of a Star Ranger and a candidate for Star Hunter, which sounds impressive, he is still a very prestigious figure.

But he knew in his heart that the meager wealth and merits he had accumulated were nothing compared to the immense wealth of the Ark Merchant Guild, which was comparable to the wealth of a god.

He just said "I will repay you handsomely in the future," but that was just making empty promises.

If he were now a renowned Star Hunter, then perhaps his promise would still be worth that price.

But right now, he's just a candidate "with potential for promotion," an unlucky guy who was just saved by an exorbitantly priced miracle drug.

To demand an expensive leap in the fleet's flagship in exchange for a worthless check with no guarantee, in the eyes of a shrewd businessman, such a request is probably no different from outright robbery.

Thinking of this, Lorian lowered his head with a bitter feeling, even preparing himself for a harsh rejection or sarcastic remarks.

After all, the other party had already saved his life and had no obligation to risk such a huge amount of profit for him.

However, to Lorian's utter surprise, Evelyn, known as the "Witch of the Business World," did not object to his almost unreasonable request.

She showed no anger or disdain; instead, a profound meaning appeared on her stunningly beautiful face.

"Initiating warp drive to send you back to Ashmerkton is not a difficult task."

Evelyn slightly raised her chin, her tone very calm: "After all, you are someone we rescued at great cost, and naturally I don't want you to die on the way out."

"The costs of the jump are something the Ark Merchant Guild can afford. As for your generous reward, I can wait until you are able to fulfill it."

Upon hearing this, Lorian looked up, his eyes filled with surprise and joy, and blurted out, "Miss Evelyn, you...you're serious? You really want to..."

"Don't thank me yet, I haven't finished speaking."

Evelyn interrupted Lorian's excitement with her words.

She gracefully took half a step forward, then leaned slightly forward, her golden eyes meeting Lorian's, and said calmly, "The Ark Merchant Guild has always valued equal exchange in business."

"I promise to send you back, but I have one very small condition as interest on this."

At this point, Evelyn's lips curled into a slight smile, and she asked softly again, "Mr. Lorian, could you please tell me now which ancient god... has been resurrected?"