My SuperVillain System: Building Legion of SSS-Ranked SuperHeroines
Chapter 68- Nano’s Mistake

Chapter 68: Chapter 68- Nano’s Mistake

The basement was silent except for the soft hum of machinery and the rapid clatter of keys.

Fluorescent tubes flickered overhead, casting harsh, clinical light over the disorganized chaos—half-built tech sprawled across workbenches, schematics pinned to rusting walls, and empty cans of caffeine shots scattered across the floor.

Nano sat hunched forward, her eyes locked on the stream of code scrolling down her primary monitor.

Her breathing was steady, but the tension in her shoulders betrayed a storm beneath the surface. She had just received a call from the Villain Syndicate’s strongest member in Zone 3.

The phone lay beside her, speaker on.

Then—

:: What did you just do, Nano?! ::

The voice shot through the room like a whip crack. Male. Controlled. Cold with authority. But beneath that icy tone was fury, barely leashed.

She didn’t pause and kept typing, her fingertips hovering.

Normally, she would have flinched—offered some half-mumbled excuse or shut down altogether.

But this time something was different. There was no fear or hesitation that her past self carried due to being a supervillain clearly weak enough to be crushed by anyone.

"Why does it even matter to you?" she snapped, her voice sharp, unrecognizable even to her own ears.

There was silence on the other end.

’!’

Stunned.

:: I’m asking :: the voice returned, slower this time, disbelieving.

:: why did you target Blac Corporation? ::

She smirked bitterly, though there was no humor in it.

"Mind your own damn business."

The silence deepened.

In that moment, it was clear that the person on the other side of the call was hearing such a response for the first time.

Nano was someone who typically feared confrontation, made excuses, and tried to be as humble as possible.

The response didn’t come for a long while, as if the individual on the other side of the call was still processing.

For a second, Nano thought the call had disconnected.

But then—

:: I would have—if you hadn’t dragged the entire Villain Syndicate into this mess! ::

This time, the individual yielded, his voice sharp yet clearly not threatening or trying to appear dominant over Nano, as if he was already aware that she may seem humble but was not unprotected. Yet, the situation this time, caused by her, had messed things up, making his voice loud enough to cause her fingers to stop in mid-typing.

The words hit her like a brick to the chest. Her fingers dropped from the keyboard.

"...What?"

:: Check the news :: he growled.

:: You made an official announcement. The Syndicate has claimed responsibility for the attack on Blac Corporation. It’s everywhere. You’ve lit a fuse under a city that was already ready to burn. Are you out of your mind? Zone 7 is already about to be targeted by the Hero Association! ::

Her breath caught.

"No... I never..."

Her mind raced.

She hadn’t submitted any declaration, any signal. She was careful. Always. Especially after all the hard work she put in to hack their network, doing everything without sleeping for 48 hours.

She now heard that all her hard work had been flushed down the drain.

’!?!’

’N-no....’

Then, a cold chill slithered down her spine as a face emerged from the depths of memory—sharp features, a twisted grin, eyes that seemed to hold fake sympathy and love, while inwardly holding the darkest dagger.

’Cruxius.’

She inhaled sharply, every muscle in her body going taut.

That bastard.

He must have accessed her Advanced Ranking AI System, which is designed to provide internal authority to each of the high-ranking supervillains, and used her infrastructure to make it seem as though her hand pulled the trigger.

Eyes fluttering closed, she forced her heartbeat to slow.

"I’ll handle it," she said tightly.

:: You’ll handle it? :: the voice exploded.

:: You’ve already screwed us over—do you even know what kind of war you’ve started—::

"Shut up," she hissed, cutting him off with venom in her tone. "Don’t disturb me again... or I’ll leak everything."

She ignored him, again focusing on the computer, instantly logging in to the web of her AI system, knowing that her own weapon was being used against her and that she needed to neutralize them soon enough.

The line went quiet.

::...What? ::

There was hesitation in the voice as it inquired about what Nano was discussing.

"I know about your little affiliation with the heroes," she said, her voice like ice. "Keep pushing me, and your precious alliances go public. Including your identity. Including every classified Syndicate transaction you’ve tampered with."

’!’

There was a pause.

The voice—so confident just moments ago—now whispered, stunned:

::How do you kno—::

Click.

The line went dead.

She exhaled slowly, her head throbbing.

"Cruxius," Nano muttered, her hands still poised over the keyboard, "with the setting down of the AI system, you would not be able to play with me. And this time, I will make sure to destroy you."

Her voice was a cold promise.

Her fingers began to type again—targeting core nodes of the AI Ranking Control System, preparing the emergency protocol to reclaim admin access.

She knew Cruxius must have used this as the sole source for him to do something against her, but she was far sharper than him when it came to these mind games.

Her screen flashed red for a split second—

::X3—ERROR, the systems have been shut down.::

The robotic voice crackled through the phone’s speaker placed near the ears of a man now forming a grin, a smile stretching into clear amusement which was akin to a hunter seeing its prey fall into the trap.

Cruxius leaned back into the leather seat of the black, bulletproof sedan, his fingers resting loosely on the steering wheel.

Outside, rain drizzled against the windshield, and city lights blurred like melting stars through the tinted glass.

"...As always, you are so naïve, Nano," Cruxius murmured, amused as he rested his chin on his hand, looking towards the glass.

"...Who is this Nano?" Ytrisia called out inquiring. As she was already seated with her hands folded, she seemed to have yet to know any clue regarding the one who harmed so many civilians.

"...Hm." Cruxius glanced towards her, the tight latex making him doubt how she kept her body cold within but ignoring as he knew that she was hot, so he just added, "Ytrisia, you promised me dates. How about for our first date we go to Nigeria?"

’!?’

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