Villain: Ultimate Mutation System in the Alternate World

"Maybe because you're not smart enough?" he asked sarcastically, making fun of her for not being able to figure it out.

Too bad she didn't have a system like his, which allowed for quick translation of any type of language.

And since the text was not as foreign as the one used by Satoshi, it cost him almost nothing to run the analysis.

Her eyes narrowed, and a flash of frustration crossed her face. She took a deep breath, forcing herself to remain calm.

Her hands clenched at her sides. She maintained her composure, determined not to let him see how much his comment had stung

"I don't need your sarcasm," she replied, clearly insulted. "If you're so clever, how about you tell me what to do next?" she added, trying to manipulate him into helping her again.

He smirked, clearly reading through her again.

'She really doesn't learn,' he chuckled inwardly, finding her tricks futile against someone with his intelligence.

Maybe it was her Devilish pride that made her try these tricks from time to time.

Nevertheless, he was not kind enough to let it slide.

"I could do that, but it would just make you feel worse, so I'll leave it up to you," he added with an arrogant tone, crossing one leg over the other while he clasped his hands on his knee to emphasize his confidence.

"So why did you really call for me? Don't tell me this was just about this silly ancient text?" he immediately shifted the conversation, not allowing her to dwell on the topic.

Her expression twitched slightly, realizing she needed to change her approach when dealing with someone as unpredictable and erratic as Reign.

"Fine. You're right," she admitted. "This ancient text are important, but there's more. I've received top secret information about a new threat in Brentwood. Maybe you'd like to know about it before you go there?"

He leaned forward, curious. "Tell me more."

She took a deep breath, collecting her thoughts. "Have you ever heard of a unique type of Corrupteds?"

"I might have. I killed a couple of them while I'm on my way here. One was a giant humanoid the size of a skyscraper, a big three headed dog, and the other was a huge snake. They were too easy to kill, so calling them unique doesn't really fit," he replied with a nonchalant tone.

Lilith nodded after hearing him. She could already tell what those things were, but what amazed her was the fact that he encountered so many of them.

It was as if he was a magnet for these dangerous monsters.

"You seem to attract these creatures," she said, a mix of curiosity and concern in her voice. "It's like they're drawn to you."

He shrugged, unfazed. "It's not like I go looking for them, but I hope they keep coming at me," he replied with a smirk.

In his opinion, the most challenging part of collecting Dark Dust Points was finding a suitable farming spot.

So them coming to him would be like free supply airdrops.

Lilith shook her head, half-amused, half-annoyed. "You really do have a death wish, don't you?" she said with a sigh.

"I've already died too many times; adding one more wouldn't be a big deal" he remarked nonchalantly.

Lilith shook her head, her expression unchanged as she continued, "It's alright to be arrogant, but this unique monster is different. It's a Numbered "

He raised an eyebrow, "Numbered? What does that mean?"

"Numbered are elite types of corrupted, each with unique abilities that make them almost impossible to kill. They're so problematic that they even earned their own numbers because, despite being well-known, they can't be easily hunted down."

She paused, her expression thoughtful as she considered her next words carefully.

"The one in Brentwood right now is called Corrupted No. 17, a double-digit enemy with the strength of a Middle Demon Lord," she added. "But its fighting power isn't the only reason it earned its number."

"Wait, if this information were confirmed, what the hell is the government doing?" He raised an eyebrow, unable to believe they would just sit and do nothing.

They even sent a couple of hunters and even a Demon Lord to hunt him down, showing just how important they prioritized their cities.

"They've sent a couple teams of Tier 2 Hunters and military to handle the situation. But the issue with No. 17 is its ability to comeback as long as other similar creatures are in the area," she explained.

"How does it work exactly?" he inquired, curious about such a cheating ability.

Lilith began to clarify, "No. 17's ability is linked to the presence of other similar creatures nearby. It has a way to embed some of its cells in other creatures, so when one body dies, it can regenerate itself using another. No. 17's combat power isn't that great, but its ability is troublesome."

'That's like an overpowered version of my Seed,' he thought to himself. He had considered his Seed to be powerful, but now he realized it was comparatively weak.

This showed that he could not underestimate the corrupteds; what he had faced before was just the tip of the iceberg.

"Is there any drawback to its ability? Like a weakness or a particular habit?" he inquired further, now curious about its other abilities just in case he had to actually fight it.

She took some documents from her table and handed them to him while explaining the information she had gathered.

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He flipped through the documents and saw some top-secret files and pictures.

No. 17 was relatively small, maybe only around 10 feet in size, and it looked like a deformed human.

Its sharp, jelly like features and hands were so long that they touched the ground even when it was standing. This combination of attributes made it appear both disgusting and menacing to looked at.

"You're really good at getting information. It must have taken you a lot of resources to get all of this… Nice " He commented, impressed by her resourcefulness, and attention to detail.

Lilith was flustered for a moment after hearing something so positive from him.

His compliment was barely passable, but because she was so used to his rude attitude, it felt more important and satisfying than it actually was.

At this point, even a simple thank you from someone like him would have a bigger impact on her.

'He's more cunning that I thought, I need to be careful,' she made a mental note to be wary of his manipulative habit, assuming that he was doing all this on purpose.

The funny part was that he wasn't intentionally doing it. He was basically acting on impulse and would insult others just to alleviate his boredom.

While he read the documents, she decided to speak and provide a summary.

"One of its weaknesses is that it can only regenerate within a 1 km radius," she began. "The Hunter Association tried to isolate it before but failed because it can control other creatures like it, and they always follow it."

"Is that all?" he asked.

"They even tried extreme measures like using a powerful bomb to kill No. 17 , but it still managed to come back."