Villain: Ultimate Mutation System in the Alternate World

Reign listened to the engine sound of the pickup truck as it carried him away, helping him avoid the hassle of sneaking out of the station.

This saved him a lot of work, and whoever took him should get an award for bringing someone nearly as powerful as a Demon Lord into the city.

It would have been troublesome, considering the place was filled with CCTV cameras.

Plus, with the current threat of a sudden invasion, overall security had already quadrupled.

The only reason this truck was able to pass through without many questions was because of the corrupt guards under someone's payroll and the bald man's important status.

It wasn't the first time he had smuggled an art piece, so when the guards saw him, they just let it go.

The pickup truck drove through the exit and, after leaving the underground tunnel and passing the military camp, emerged into a bustling city.

The sights and sounds of city life immediately filled the air, with people hurrying along the sidewalks and traffic filling the streets.

The city's design and atmosphere were similar to Summit City, but there were noticeable differences.

The roads were wider, and the buildings towered higher.

Being closer to a Tier 3 city, it had access to more resources, which was evident in its infrastructure and development.

'I'll just escape after I get to wherever they're taking me,' he thought, planning to find an opportunity once his "egg shell" was delivered.

After all, a missing art piece wouldn't draw too much attention. At worst, they would report it to the police.

The truck took multiple turns before it finally stopped moving after reaching a gated mansion in the middle of high value real estate area.

Outside the high walls of the mansion, towering trees cast long shadows over the winding road.

The entrance gate, made of a special type of metal, stood tall and imposing, it has a simple horizontal lines design but just looking at it was enough to figure out that it was made of high quality materials.

As the pickup truck entered through the gate, the cobalt stones screech under its tires, echoing in the quiet surroundings.

The private road stretched out ahead, lined with well maintained hedges and vibrant flower beds.

Passing through the grand mansion entrance, the truck moved along a paved driveway bordered by lush gardens and bubbling fountains.

Finally, the truck drove down to the basement parking lot, which was also where all the packaged gets delivered.

"Is this the item?" A man wearing a white polo asked. He was one of the mansion servants tasked with receiving the delivery. Find adventures at NovelFiremp-y,r.

"Yeah, but it's heavier than I expected," The driver of the truck replied.

Next, he exited the vehicle and removed the cover in the back, revealing a large black-red egg. Its unique texture was a sight to behold

"Oh, this looks beautiful. I think the Governor will love this art piece," the servant replied.

Having worked for the Governor for five years, he was already well aware of his employer's love for collecting beautiful artworks.

And while the egg might look unique, within this mansion were art pieces even more imposing and oddly looking than this. So, the servant never thought that there was a monster inside it.

'Governor?,' Reign contemplated for a moment.

He knew that the Governor held the highest-ranking position in a Tier 4 city, an information he had figured out from reading articles during his free time in Summit City.

It was his habit of absorbing information from any available sources, no matter how insignificant it seemed at the time, that might—or might not—aid him in the future.

He firmly believed that trivial information was better than knowing nothing at all.

Reign began thinking of the pros and cons of the situation and felt that this could be an opportunity.

If he could reach the Governor, he'd access information he wouldn't normally have, like the number of powerful combatants available in the city and the arsenal of military weapons present following the increasing attacks of the corrupted that he had overheard from the chatter of military personnel.

Additionally, he could gather other details that would allow him to spy on the city's overall operation, providing insights into its vulnerabilities and weaknesses.

And after he was done with the Governor, he would dispose of him to create panic , and divide the attention of everyone.

After all, if the key governing figure of the city were to die, it would create sufficient distractions. And the more distractions he had, the better it would be for him

"Alright, I'll stay in this egg for a while," he chuckled softly, his voice echoing in the confined space. He didn't mind the tight space; if anything, it seemed to hug him in comfort.

Reign was doing the complete opposite of fictional novel and anime MCs, who spend their time doing things that make them stand out.

It wasn't that he was afraid of confronting the whole city; he just wanted to maximize his kills, and avoid having to deal with the aftermath .

An all out attack wouldn't serve his purpose well because it would allow humans to hide and evacuate, reducing his potential kill count.

Plus, the time he would spend searching for humans hideouts would provide enough opportunity for backup to track him down.

He didn't dare to underestimate the humans, knowing that what he experienced in Summit City was just the tip of the iceberg.

Reign wouldn't even be shocked if the military possessed technology that was at least 100-200 years more advanced than what he had seen before.

Even in his old world, governments would only reveal the bare minimum of technology to the public, especially when it came to weapons technology.

And as for the hunter Association, chances were that someone more powerful than Arc would be here with how serious the situation was .

"Okay, just put this egg in the museum room. The Governor is still in the meeting," another voice entered the fray, this time sounding calm and professional.

The order came from a tall, 60-year-old man with gray hair, dressed in a black formal coat.

Despite his age, he didn't exude arrogance; instead, he appeared easy to talk to and had a welcoming presence.

"Yes, Butler Alfredo," replied two more servants who worked in the mansion.

They carried the egg using a kind of roller, similar to the ones used to carry food, but much sturdier.

This one was designed to transport heavy objects in and out of the mansion. It wasn't the first time the governor had bought something big and heavy, so they had everything prepared.

The servants carefully pushed the egg into the grand hall, a huge space filled with various art pieces.

Massive paintings adorned the walls, and intricate sculptures stood on pedestals.

Chandeliers hung from the ceiling, casting a warm glow over the room.

They placed the egg in a prominent position, surrounded by other valuable items, and stepped back to admire the work.

When they left the place, Reign peeked through a tiny crack in the egg that he had created, taking in his new surroundings.

'Perfect,' he thought.

'Now, I just need to wait for the right moment to make my move.' He settled back into a comfortable position, his mind racing with plans for what was to come.