Enter Me! The Skillionaire Says In Parentheses

"So you're in a Mana Gathering Whatever Stage, and you and your dead fella weren't deemed as a Usurper?" Robert playfully sneered while giving Culo a friendly treatment with a scimitar on his throat.

"Y-yes! Only by reaching the Golden Orb phase, one could call themselves a Usurper!"

"Huh, this wushu things seems to be more of a maze than satan's scrotum. How strong is this Golden Balls phase thingy person?"

"T-they are able to fly and strengthen themselves with intermediate spells!"

"What are these intermediate spells?"

"I don't know man! Do I look like a Golden Ding Dong to you!? Urgh—!?"

Robert took a quick jab at Culo's face before spitting at him. "I don't want any bullock, kiddo."

"I seriously don't know!"

"Well then, I got what I asked for and I have no need of your stinking face in front my shit again."

"W-wait, will you spare me or nah!?"

"Do I look like a guardian angel or something? I might be lacking the common sense of this Citadel but you're clearly lacking a brain on what attitude you need to use when speaking to a person who holds a bloody knife!"

Robert yanked his so-called 'knife' that was actually a scimitar onto the pitiful man's skull. The toxin seeped into Culo's brain, rendering him lifeless permanently.

"Despite having magic in this world, this government didn't put any kind of wide security in an obvious nest of crime called the 'alley'.

The lanky man looted all of the dead thugs' belongings. He changed his tattered clothes with the leather jacket and strapped the handy holster belt that Culo wore. He got three medieval-like leather pouches and all of them contained 37 low rank mana crystals in total.

"Sweet, seems like I can purchase some skewered treats on the street tomorrow."

He then looked at the naked body, trying to think of the possibility of him getting caught. He then tried to emulate one what the former thugs would do if they were the one who killed him. He did see some suspicious vial that was so out of place in one of the orb user's belt pouches.

"This one." The liquid was chaotic green. He then took out the plug and saw something similar from his past life with the liquid substance. He then dropped a strain of hair into the vial and saw that the strain had evaporated. "Holy moly, is this a sulfur acid!? Well, obviously not with that green color. It's a little different and it had that horrible smell."

Robert poured a single drop onto the body and the acid immediately engulfed the flesh and skeleton with. After a few minutes, there was not a single trace of them left.

"This is definitely more potent than that of those pesky organizations used." Robert coughed. "It smells extremely bad though."

Robert's mind was still on the track of completing his mission. The Usurper's description from Culo leaned onto a more superhuman spectrum and there was in no way that Robert wanted to face those kinds of people face to face.

'Just to be cautious, I'll deem them to have some kind of super sense and probably a bulletproof body. Stupidly strong is given and they probably have some kind of wizardry to deflect some random shit if I ever going to throw some.'

His eyes were glued to the moon.

'Normal human brain can only focus on three or four things in their conscious mind at one time. I'll regard them to be twice as much, just in case. With all of that in mind.

'How will I kill them?'

With new uniforms and a new way of corpse disposal, Robert tried to use the entire night for surveilling the area. He only brought one of the scimitars in him for easy concealment. To his surprise, the main road was still as crowded as ever despite the moonlight.

"This feels like London with an extra dip into the tomfuckery, where the scenery of the crowd is filled with those whose ancestry might come from weirdly possible beastiality. Or else, I don't get why those people have antlers and animal body parts to that certain extent."

He got back to the alley maze and walked around the dim path with only his focus on the darkness guiding him. After circling around, he found a path where it had no usefulness whatsoever where some of the intersections and paths lead to somewhere and some place in one or another.

Robert darted around to look for a psychological pattern even within the dark, he looked for every wall, doors, intersection and streetlight to map the walking pattern of the people in this Citadel into what and why they even go to this alleyway.

"The housing was far. This is the back of an abandoned big structure, and there is no reason why people even go here unless they were the thugs that I've just killed. Heh."

Robert marked this location in his head.

He got back to his former place and found that none of his artifacts got stolen. Sneering, the lanky man brought all of the scimitars and the rest of the useful materials that were laid bare on the road to the marked alley.

But he didn't stop there, Robert got out of the alley and explored the marketplace until he found some kind of tool shop. Using the looted mana crystals, he bought a cheap master set with a couple of nails from the box within the showcased product of the store.

Robert noticed a person in need. Putting a fake tender smile, he helped a group of merchants handling their carriage. They tipped him a pouch of 50 mana crystals.

He then used it to buy a bag of flour and cooking oil in a 24 hours store before bargaining for more shady material to make himself an improvised explosive at small scale. Robert also found out that he could get more illegal stuff downtown but he didn't want to garner more attention than he already did.

"Phew, time to get that Rebate Token, I guess."