I work as a sorcerer in the US, and my side hustle is building Gundams.

"So, you killed that Roman?"

The imp returned to the distorted space, and when Lynn summoned it again, it was already beside him.

It was such a convenient trip that Lynn was incredibly envious.

"Yeah, otherwise why keep him around? That guy is really evil. He eats human flesh so easily, and he even roasts it so deliciously. To be honest, I'm a little... a little tempted! Ah, no, I didn't mean that. I never thought about eating human flesh! I was just saying! Anyway, that guy is evil and disgusting, and he's been scheming against you. I think if we kill him, the middleman and the hitman won't have a supplier, and you won't be in danger anymore!"

Naztim ate the KFC chicken leg that Lynn had rewarded him with while hopping on one foot and the other on the other, showing off his achievements.

"But actually we could keep Roman around and then follow the trail to find out who's above him... Sigh, never mind, it's already pretty good that we've managed to trace him back to this guy. Anyway, we know it's a follow-up to the Marshall drug trial incident..."

Lynn rubbed his face haphazardly, sighing as he acknowledged that this was indeed the extent of the investigation.

The supplier that Dr. Roman reported to earlier could only be someone from Johns Hopkins Medical School. As for who exactly that person was...

It wasn't a single person, but a whole criminal system; otherwise, it wouldn't have been possible to continue doing this cannibalistic thing for so many years.

Symbolic meaning, and cannibalism in its true sense.

If Lynn hadn't heard the little devil vividly describe what he had seen with his own eyes, he would never have believed that there really were "foodies" like Hannibal Lecter in real life.

"Before I left, I knocked over his candlestick and set his house on fire. I also took his gun and the spent cartridges and threw them into the Twisting Nether... That way, people will just think it was a normal fire and won't suspect anyone."

This news disgusted him for a while, but Naztim's words put Lynn at ease, so that the other party would not suspect that his death and the burning of his house were related to him.

When Roman reported to them in his last phone call, he said that he had hired a professional assassin, a retired special forces soldier, to kill him, and that they didn't need to worry. So, he figured the matter was probably settled with those big shots, and he didn't need to scare himself anymore.

……

"Ah~"

Lynn had already rented a proper apartment in an apartment building next to Pioneer Square. It was 50 square meters, with windows, air conditioning, a bathroom, and a shower.

The landlord was originally unwilling to rent to him because he didn't have a regular job.

But since two SPDs of sergeant rank were willing to vouch for him, the chubby landlady was happy to pay 50% more than the original rent and rented the apartment to Lynn and Mike.

At that moment, Lynn stood in front of the window of her new apartment, stretched lazily, and let out a long yawn.

Now, almost 20 days after arriving in this world, he finally found that relaxed feeling he had back at Tokyo University.

Lynn felt a chill run down her spine just thinking about how she had managed to get through those past few days.

"But it's finally all better now."

He took two steps back, walked to the soft sofa next to him, and plopped down on it. He felt a heavy, enveloping sensation coming from behind and beneath him. He hadn't felt this kind of comfort in a long time.

"What are your plans next, Lynn?"

Mike, who was sitting at his desk with his legs crossed, leisurely drinking coffee and reading a report in the Seattle Times about a local luxury clinic that had suddenly caught fire, turned around and looked at Lynn, who was leisurely yawning.

"What else can we do? Keep developing our business, make more money, and then..."

Lynn remembered the restrictions the system had placed on him.

He has now raised another $1, and with the $5 promised by Perez, he will soon become a "tycoon" with $6.

He originally intended to take the money directly back to Dongda University and live a peaceful and happy ordinary life.

But this period of time also helped him understand some things.

He was now a sorcerer with extraordinary abilities, able to make a name for himself and thrive in the chaotic underclass of American society.

However, once back in Dongda University, which emphasizes the rule of law and social security, it would be like putting handcuffs and shackles on oneself, making it impossible to perform one's duties.

Besides, I'm a foreigner now. What can I do after returning to Tokyo University? I can't get a green card or permanent residency anytime soon, and I can't even find a job there. Am I just going to sit around and do nothing? How long can $6 last?

The first step of the main quest is to "Redeem Stratholme".

Stratholme naturally refers to the city of Seattle.

But how do we "redeem" someone? What standards must be met for "redemption" to be considered "redemption"?

The system didn't say.

Therefore, both emotionally and logically, I cannot leave this place now.

"Does this mean that establishing your own gang and ruling the underworld is the first step in completing your mission?"

Lynn wasn't sure.

But no matter what, he has to stay here; it's a path he's destined to take.

Since that's the case, let's take a look at our current data panel; it's been a long time since we've looked at it.

"System, bring up my attribute panel."

"Alright, host, I'll demonstrate for you now."

[Class: Warlock, Level 4, Talents: Not Selected]

Titles: "Cataclysmic Resistant" (gain more favorability from the Survivors faction), "Voodoo Healer" (this stuff is believed on the streets of America, increasing your mystique).

Stamina: 14

Intelligence: 18

Spirit: 20

Agility: 8

Power: 8

HP: 140/140

Magic: 180/180

Experience points: lv4 250/400

Wealth: $10248

Common Skills: Excellent Eloquence (lv3, 40%), Dagger Combat (lv3, 30%), Surgery (lv2, 10%), General Practitioner Skills (lv2, 20%), Pistol Skills (lv3, 30%), Rifle Skills (lv2, 30%), Chemical Production Skills (lv3, 50%), Management Skills (lv3, 20%), Animal Communication Skills (lv2, 30%), Violin Playing Skills (lv1, 80%), Lockpicking Skills (lv2, 30%), Portuguese Skills (lv2, 20%), Spanish Skills (lv2, 30%).

Warlock skills: Curse of Weakness (lv2 40%), Corruption (lv2 20%), Shadow Bolt (lv1 30%), Summon Imp (max), First Aid (lv3 max), Alchemy (lv3 30%).

Craftable items: Antidote (2 remaining), Lion King's Power Potion (1 remaining), Linen Bandages (3 remaining)

Status: Normal.

Looking at the huge list of skills in his skill list, Lynn felt like he was an all-around genius.

However, there are still too many skills to use. It would be better to use them to fuse and strengthen some useful and urgent skills.

Especially excellent oratory skills.

To know that all this time, whether it was persuading Perez, or Carib to get the two corrupt cops, Geller and Vincent, to do what he said, or even getting Francisco to become a double agent and persuade the middle-aged woman guarding Antonio to open the door...

These skills are all very useful.

Otherwise, why would those gang leaders, corrupt cops with the rank of sheriff, and high-ranking officers be so easy to talk to a homeless man like me?

But after looking at them, the newly acquired pistol skills, rifle skills, and chemical manufacturing skills all seemed quite useful, and Lynn couldn't bear to merge any of them.

I also find the art of management and animal communication very useful, and I can't bear to let them go.

I don't need Portuguese and Spanish for now, but they will definitely come in handy when I deal with Latinos in the future, so I can't ignore them.

It seems the only option left is to work on violin playing techniques.

He felt that his surgical skills were no longer of any use, as his first aid skill had already reached level 3, which allowed him to make thick linen bandages that restored 114 health points in 6 seconds. Not to mention, he could also buy healing potions from the shop.

For an average human whose maximum skill level is only around 100 points, this is more than enough to save their life. They can then use this experience to improve their eloquence skills.

After thinking it over, Lynn ultimately decided to combine these two skills into excellent oratory, so that more people would understand and listen to what she said in the future.

Excellent eloquence (lv3, 40%) → (lv4, 100%).

Okay, Lynn hasn't leveled up yet, so all her skills can only be upgraded to level 4 at most.

When this skill reaches level 3, almost everyone around him listens to him without question.

Now that I've reached level 4 (the maximum level), I wonder how much of an improvement I'll see.

As for this management skills (lv3 20%)... well, you can keep them.

Unlike excellent speaking skills, which can be effective for anyone, this skill will be very effective for managing subordinates and organizations in the future.

Lynn is very satisfied with his current skill set, which includes support skills, damage skills, magical attacks, and physical attacks.

It can attack and heal, and can also weaken the opponent and strengthen your own side.

All that's missing is the ability to absorb souls and craft soul stones to revive. I wonder how many more levels I need to level up to get those two skills.

"Next, it's time to make money, make money, make money! Then we can expand the gang, making the Fountain Gang a major force in Seattle, and maybe then we can complete the first step of the system's mission for me!"

"But where am I supposed to get the money? Building and developing the gang requires a huge amount of funds, and the little money I earn on a regular basis isn't enough!"

Now, I'm steadily carrying out my psychic services, helping people detoxify, healing injuries with linen bandages and basic healing potions, and making Lion King's Strength potions and Agility potions to sell to physical education teachers and underground boxing fighters—all of which provide a steady stream of income.

If you really want to get rich quick, the only way is to hope that Perez keeps his word and sends the $5...

What else can I do?

Suddenly, a bright lightbulb went off in Lynn's head!

"Oh right, how could I forget about that? It's something I said I'd do after I gained the ability to summon imps and create clones!"

"DB Cooper and his fortune—there's been so much going on lately, how could I have forgotten about this!"