Max Stats in the Apocalypse

As Roger picked up Mighty's body, and as he inspected it, he then learned that he had already died. What a shame for him that he wasn't able to torment him, but still, killing him was like plucking a bad weed in a plantation.

And so, just after it, he put it back and went to his pockets. He searched for the pill that Mighty had taken and noticed an oval-shaped pill in pink.

Roger assessed it with his senses, and there he learned that it was addictive, starting with the scent of it, which has some addictive chemicals.

"Hmmm... Not bad for them, but I am sure that it only has a one-time use." Roger concluded, then stood up and left Mighty's body, confiscating the pills from Mighty's corpse.

And just like that, in a brief time, Roger had killed Mighty, as if he was a hitman tasked with disposing of someone. Roger also knew that he had never left any fingerprints, and even if he had, he was careless since he was sure that he could have had some help.

"So, may I ask, why did you help me?" Roger asked as soon as he arrived at the huge door, facing the person in bandages.

The person in bandages lowered his head and introduced himself instead. "I am Pherkas, Sir Roger Wyles."

Roger's eyebrows raised by what he had heard. It seems like this person just didn't feel any hatred towards him for killing Mighty.

"Was Mighty the boss of the gang?" Roger asked, and Pherkas nodded. "So, who are you? What's your position and how were you able to open Mighty's door?"

"Before I answer that, Mighty's room is tremor proof, so you can be assured that no one heard your fight from below the floor. Also, if you ever leave some fingerprints, I will take care of it."

Roger then again became intrigued, and suspicion raised inside his system, looking at Pherkas with narrowed eyes.

"Why are you helping me?" Roger asked once more, but Pherkas didn't answer. Instead, Pherkas spoke away from the topic.

"If you know who I really am, you won't punish me?"

Roger contemplated it by just hearing it. Punish? A unique pick of words... It felt like Pherkas sees Roger as someone who is higher or the authority between them.

"I won't punish you, so at least let me know why you are helping."

Pherkas let out a sigh, then, later on, revealed the reason behind it.

"I had discovered that you would move to kill Mighty in a convenient way if your family is included. So, I pulled some strings to let it happen."

Roger's eyebrows met as he felt that Pherkas was intending to drag the conversation out of context.

"Just tell me what the fucking reason is," Roger said and moved forward slightly, intimidating Pherkas.

"Calm down." Pherkas uttered, then continued, "I am the spy in the Red Bulls, also the boss of the Green Falcons, Kaspher."

When Roger heard it, he then realized that his voice appeared to be familiar and the same as Mr. K.'s. And as he was curious about it, he raised a question.

"What did you say? Mr. K?"

Kaspher nodded, then removed some of the bandages he had on his face. When he totally removed it, it revealed his entire face, which looked similar to Mr. K.

"So you really were Mr. K... I see... Don't worry about it; I won't punish you." Roger mumbled, but then he cast a glance at Kaspher, lifting a strange pressure in the air.

"I won't punish you, but I am warning you: if this happens again, fundamental or not, I won't let it slip away. Understood?"

Kaspher nodded immediately as the pressure became stronger around them. And when the pressure disappeared, he panted and chased his breath.

"Understood. I apologize again, Sir."

Roger just ignored his and moved his way out of the building using the same method by which he entered. And when he was totally out, he let out a sigh.

"So... it is time for the Green Falcons to take over the Red Bulls."

***

"What happened to Mighty? Why is he like that?" asked Lindo, who was devastated as soon as he saw Mighty's dead body. His body was in a vegetative state. Some of his skin was layered on the floor as if it was excess skin.

Kaspher didn't answer; instead, he only looked at Lindo's face.

"Why...? Who did this? Who did this?!"

Kaspher continued observing Lindo, but when he was sure that he was already stable, he answered his question.

"The person who did this was Roger Wyles... The same person who we wanted to be dead because of some fight with the Green Falcons. And thinking that a gang with no leader would put the Red Bulls down, I guess Roger Wyles wasn't a normal high schooler."

Lindo only clenched his fist and faced Kaspher.

"Pherkas, let's initiate and retaliate. This time, we will commence a full-scale war against the Green Falcons. Mighty's death won't be in vain."

Lindo was determined and also desperate. However, Pherkas only gave him a short reply.

"I am sorry, but without Mighty, I won't continue managing the gang. The gang only works because of him, and without him, it is useless. I will be leaving the gang, Lindo. I'm sorry."

And there, Lindo was left totally depressed and disheartened. How should he take revenge for Mighty? Now that he is dead, should they continue the gang, or at least finish what he wanted, to take over the Green Falcons.

However, he was already dispirited. "It's impossible. Without him and Pherkas, the gang is nothing..."

***

In Kaspher's room in the base of the Green Falcons, Roger was only intently staring at Kaspher, who was in the meantime nervous about what to say to his boss. He just did something wrong there, and he plotted things as if Roger wasn't even a person to bother thinking about.

"Why aren't you talking? I am here for a plan to take over the Red Bulls. I already killed Mighty for you, so, create a plan." Roger suddenly said.

Kaspher flinched in surprise and then lowered his head, "I would like to apologize again, Boss."

"Nevermind. I already said that it was your warning. I did say that you were important, but I didn't expect that you would extort that much. So... how should I say this... you still underestimated me, Kaspher."

What Kaspher could only do was gulp a mouthful of saliva. He really did plot too badly. As he thought of it, he wished that Roger would be gravely injured in his fight with Mighty since he knew that Mighty had pills to amp up his strength higher than an S-Rank hunter.

However, he calculated things wrongly. It appeared that Roger was something higher than an S rank, so he has to choose what he plots now. Or maybe it is safer to just follow Roger and reject any other crazy idea.

Well, it is better than dying. He only experimented there since, at that time, he still didn't fear Roger. But now that he is afraid of him, he should think about not offending Roger in some ways.

He cleared his throat and started talking about his plan. However, Roger wasn't expecting that the plan was too simple.

"We gather your people and mine and attack the most crucial part of the gang, the warehouse where the drugs are. In that way, we can take over their source of income and also weaken their resources."

Roger raised his hands to give an idea, "I don't care about their resources. I wanted the fight to end immediately, so why are you making a plan as if you are invading another territory?"

"Because it is, Boss. The base of the Red Bulls is a fortress to think of. And that is why I resorted to infiltrating their circles since they only have brutes, but they don't have heads."

"Hmmm... So, these Red Bulls were only able to survive that long because of their human power? But why did you need to get into the circle? Isn't investigating them more convenient than spying?" Roger asked.

"Well, because I was thinking of claiming their businesses myself in the future, now that it turned out like this, I don't have any choice but to give it to you since it is more convenient for me."

The main reason why Kaspher had to infiltrate their inner circle was to learn their system. He has most of the brains, so if he only investigated them measly, he wouldn't be able to claim the Red Bull's property if he only had a little information.

And being crucial, he wanted to learn Mighty's weaknesses. That is why he intended to be close to him without being discovered.

As he used his brain, in a course of five years of undercover, he then learned the weakest point of the gang.

The people there aren't that close or strong holders of kinship. They were there because of fear of Mighty and also of the money that they could get from extortion. More power, more money.

And so, if they got fewer resources and learned that Mighty was gone, they would let go of the name as part of the Red Bulls and act individually. However, in that crucial moment, to make use of their number, Kaspher intends to use that to bring them back to him if they ever win.

'So, it was like that? I guess I am still processing being indulged in Earth's system. After all, I had more experience in dealing with Murim people than those who are only watching people from the bottom.'

Murim people had more individual power than gangsters, who are only strong because they all have the same skin.