Immediately after leaving the nightclub, Leon snuck into an alley where he finally removed his mask and kept it on his bag.
He slipped through the alley and emerged in another lower street.
Only when Leon confirmed that he was not being followed did he take a deep breath. It was already night but down here in the Lower Streets, it was impossible to tell because of the neon lights illuminating the streets.
Leon also noticed that the bioluminescent fog that always engulfed the world at night in Neo-Tokara was not in the city.
'They have technology in place to filter out the fog and ADE corruption?'
After that idle thought, his eyes quickly became sharp.
'Over 168 Neo Credits in a single night,' he thought. 'That's more money than I've ever seen in this world, but it's not close to being enough to fund my ambitions'.
Leon finally understood why Brad was always crying for funding. 'To be a creator in this world no matter the field is expensive as f*ck'.
