Hero Hack: Reversing Heroes and Raising Harem-Chapter 148: Branded Girls, New World Order

Zain and Velra walked into their new base.

A large underground facility hidden beneath the broken ruins of BD-3.

The air was clean, the lights low, and the floors smooth black metal with glowing red lines that pulsed softly.

Zain looked around, eyes scanning every detail.

"Wow," he said, clearly surprised. "This place is actually... good."

Velra smirked, walking beside him. "Of course. I styled it myself."

Zain raised an eyebrow. "Really?"

She nodded.

"And I designed it to match your style too."

"Dark. Sharp. Heavenly Demon style, like you call yourself."

Zain chuckled. "I see. So you’ve been paying attention."

Velra stopped near a side table and picked something up.

"And also," she said, holding it out to him, "take this."

Zain looked at the object in her hand.

A sleek black and red bracelet with faint markings.

"What is it?"

Velra smiled. "Your suit. The Heavenly Demon Suit."

Zain raised an eyebrow. "A suit?"

"Try it," Velra said.

Zain slipped the bracelet onto his wrist.

Instantly, dark energy surged around him.

Thin, tight armor formed across his body, covering him from neck to toe.

Sleek plating locked in around his shoulders, chest, and legs.

The entire suit glowed faintly with black and red lines, like veins of living power.

Zain looked down at himself, turning his arms.

"Whoa. This is... really cool."

Velra smirked. "Of course."

She circled around him, admiring the suit.

"It’s made by one of the branded slaves."

"She has a mid-tier ability related to production."

"Her talent is crafting armor and weapons directly with energy and material memory."

Zain flexed his fingers, admiring how the suit moved smoothly with him.

"Fits perfectly," he said.

Velra nodded. "It’s smart armor."

"It adapts to your energy level. The stronger you are, the more it hardens."

Zain looked in the mirror nearby.

Black and red. Sleek and sharp.

It matched him exactly.

"Now I really look like a demon," he said, grinning.

Velra stepped beside him. "Good. Because you are one."

Zain smirked and turned to face her fully. "Alright then. Let’s stop playing around."

He crossed his arms. "Let’s get to the point."

Velra nodded. "Of course."

Zain looked her in the eye. "So how are you doing now? Tell me the full situation."

Velra’s lips curled into a confident smile.

"I’ve taken control of all the slaves that used to belong to Valcair."

"All of them?" Zain asked.

"Easily," she said.

"Most of them were broken already."

"They only needed a stronger will to follow. And I gave them that."

Zain raised an eyebrow. "Did you take everyone?"

Velra shook her head.

"No. I only kept the female ones. They were faster to train, cleaner, easier to direct."

"The beast-like males and the ones too wild?"

She smirked.

"I sent them loose. Left them to handle the hero teams."

Zain chuckled. "Let them be the bait."

"Exactly," she said.

"They’re causing just enough chaos to keep attention away from here."

Zain nodded slowly. "Good. That’s smart."

He stepped closer, voice dropping just a little.

"The hero teams already know about Valcair."

"They know he was the one behind the slave operations."

"They’re hunting the remnants."

Velra tilted her head. "But they don’t know I’m the one who replaced him."

"Not yet," Zain said. "But they will."

Velra’s smile returned.

"Let them come."

Zain raised an eyebrow. "You ready for that kind of attention?"

Velra took a step forward, her voice low and clear.

"Don’t worry, Master. I will show them the new me."

She gestured toward the halls filled with her loyal slaves.

"They’ll think they’re facing scattered leftovers."

"They won’t realize I’ve made something stronger. Smarter. United."

Zain looked around the base.

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Some testing moves. Others waiting silently for orders.

He nodded with approval. "You’ve done well."

Velra smiled softly for a moment, then added, "And I’ll keep doing more. For you."

Zain smirked. "Then let’s begin the next phase soon."

Velra nodded. "Just say the word, and I’ll move."

Zain looked around the base once more.

He turned back to Velra, his voice casual.

"Just make them know about your existence."

Velra blinked. "You mean... go public?"

Zain shrugged. "Not full broadcast. Just enough to shake things up."

Velra crossed her arms. "You want me to draw the heat?"

Zain smiled. "Exactly. Let the heroes know someone new is rising."

She tilted her head, watching him carefully. "And what about you?"

Zain waved a hand. "I’m not really the ruling type."

Velra raised an eyebrow. "You’re not?"

Zain chuckled. "No. I don’t want to sit in a chair giving orders all day."

"I just want to play around. Hunt monsters. Crush idiots. Test my power."

Velra smirked. "So I’m your chaos manager?"

Zain pointed at her. "Exactly. You’re good at it. I’ll leave the ruling part to you."

Velra nodded slowly. "If that’s your wish... then I’ll do it."

Zain stepped closer, lowering his voice.

"But don’t go soft. Anyone who gets in your way—"

"Dies," Velra finished with a smile.

Zain nodded. "Good."

She looked at him seriously now. "So, from now on, I move openly?"

"Not too loud," Zain said. "But enough to send a message."

Velra tilted her head again. "And what will the message be?"

Zain grinned. "That the Vantess line didn’t end... it evolved."

Velra’s eyes gleamed. "I like that."

He turned to walk out again. "I’ll be watching. From the shadows."

She called out behind him, "And when they ask who’s behind me?"

Zain didn’t stop walking. He just raised a hand.

"Tell them I’m just someone... who gave a demon her wings."

then she asked what about our new group

Zain only smirked Heavenly Demon Sect.

Velra smirked, but then asked, "What about our new group? What will we call it?"

Zain paused at the doorway, then looked back with a grin.

"Heavenly Demon Sect."

Velra raised an eyebrow. "But... won’t that make people think you’re the leader?"

"They’ll think you’re a hero following me."

Zain chuckled. "Let them think what they want."

She frowned. "That could bring trouble. They’ll tie your name to mine."

Zain waved a hand lazily. "Don’t worry. I’ll just pretend I’m angry about it."

Velra tilted her head. "You?"

Zain smirked wider. "Yeah. I’ll say, ’I don’t support them."

"They’re using my name without permission.’"

He laughed. "Easy excuses. Let them chase lies while we move freely."

Velra grinned. "I see. Clever, as always."

Zain turned back toward the exit.

"The world’s not ready for us yet."

"And I like it that way."