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Supervillain Idol System: My Sidekick Is A Yandere

After being wrongfully accused and killed, a young man reincarnates into a superhuman society as a third rate villain named Don, whose biggest asset is his side-kick with mental issues. With few options available to him, Don accepts the mantle of his predecessor and must now not only survive in a new and dangerous world, but also conquer it.... **Congratulations, you have died and awakened the Supervillain Idol System.** **The path to fame, fortune and world domination is yours is take!!** **Disclaimer**: This work of fiction is set in an alternate reality and is purely a product of the author's imagination. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or events is entirely coincidental. The author has taken creative liberties with historical, cultural, and geographical elements to craft a unique and fictional world. Names, characters, businesses, places, events, and incidents are either the product of the author's imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental

System_Department · Fantasia
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301 Chs

Chapter 261: Plans In Motion (Part 7)

The heavy glass doors swung open silently as Don and Donald stepped into the facility's lobby. The space was modern and pristine, with polished marble floors reflecting the warm LED lighting from above. 

Sleek metal and glass dominated the décor, while scattered potted plants added touches of life to the otherwise sterile environment. What struck them immediately was the unusual emptiness – the vast lobby, designed to accommodate dozens, stood eerily vacant.

Don's superhuman senses kicked in automatically as he surveyed the space. His supernatural hearing detected no footsteps echoing through the corridors, no distant conversations, not even the usual bustle of a working facility. 

His heightened sense of smell picked up only the faint traces of cleaning supplies and the subtle fragrance of the indoor plants.

He turned to Donald, his expression puzzled. "Does this mean we're early?"