I'm a Good Person

Thud! Thud! Thud!

Russell forcefully pinned the clone down, grabbing its neck with one hand and preparing to punch its handsome face with the other.

I clenched and unclenched my fist repeatedly, struggling with the decision, and couldn't bring myself to do it.

He's so handsome, he can't bear to part with him!

But then I thought, if I could just scratch that handsome face that even 3,000 idioms couldn't describe even a fraction of, he could keep the title of the most handsome all to himself, without having to share it with his clone.

Thinking of this, Russell no longer hesitated and punched the clone in the face one after another. The effect was minimal; the clone, like him, had Hui Tailang Tattoo, and with the flow of Magic Power, the bruises on its face disappeared instantly.

"It's useless. You can never kill me with this kind of painless attack." The clone grinned, the pain gone, and sneered mockingly.

"Then what are you waiting for? Just strike first and kill me." Russell sneered and punched the clone twice, leaving it with a black eye.

"Do you think I wouldn't dare?" the clone said, its killing intent palpable.

"Come on! Let's hurt each other!"

"Damn it, don't push me. I'm scared of myself when I go crazy!"

"Stop talking nonsense, who's afraid of who? Do you think you're the only one who's crazy?" Russell retorted without backing down.

"Fine, you've got guts! Go ahead and go crazy first!"

"Pah, you coward. A fake is a fake. Without me, you wouldn't even be able to go crazy." Russell sneered, having already seen through the clone.

"What do you mean?" The clone's face was gloomy and its expression was ashen.

"Stop pretending with me! How could you possibly not understand what I mean!"

Russell slammed down with a punch, arcs of Electric Arc crackling around his fist. The punch struck the clone, which automatically absorbed it and then retaliated, rushing into Russell's body. Both of them possessed lightning Lightning Rod constitutions; the lightning swirled around them, yet neither of them was injured.

"The Bronze Divine Tree replicated you, but a mere replica is still just a replica..."

Russell looked down at the clone's abilities and slowly explained that the Divine Tree could replicate him perfectly, but it could not replicate his system.

During the copying process, the Divine Tree discovered that Russell's strength was average, neither particularly strong nor weak, and it couldn't understand why he seemed to know a little about everything. Thus, this bizarre copy was created.

Whatever ability Russell uses, his clone will possess that ability; all their data will be updated synchronously and will always remain consistent.

This was Russell's conclusion after several attempts, and the result was just as he had guessed: as long as he didn't use the cards, the clone would behave just like him in his daily life, unable to unleash any fancy special moves.

"Hehe, as expected of me, you saw through it so quickly." The clone revealed a fierce look, punched Russell in the nose, and then turned around to subdue him.

The clone grabbed Russell by the neck and said coldly, "It doesn't matter that you saw through me. I never expected to hide it from you anyway."

"We're all equally skilled, you can't kill me!" Russell said calmly.

"That's right. Neither of us can kill the other, but if we keep at it, I can wear you down." The clone said confidently. His current life form is outside the realm of normal humans. With the Bronze Divine Tree as his backing, he can go without food, water, sleep, or rest, and will never die a normal death.

"I can't kill you, but..." Russell suddenly grabbed the clone's arm, holding it tightly so it couldn't move. "I'm not the only one here!"

"Oops!"

The clone stared wide-eyed, as if it had thought of something, and struggled to break free from Russell's grasp.

Whoosh!

Pfft!

The clone froze, looking down at the straight blade protruding from its chest, a look of understanding on its face. "It really was her. Fatalism, huh?"

Jian Shaoxin Teleportation behind the clone, feeling an inexplicable urge to stab its back...

The straight blade pierced through his heart. The clone roared, unleashing Electric Arc that blasted at Russell with all its might. Due to the extremely large area of effect, Jian Shaoxin was also caught in the crossfire, her body trembling violently from the electric shock. She exhaled a puff of smoke, her hair turning into an afro, and she passed out.

Suddenly, Russell reached out and gripped the blade, forcefully shredding Blade clone's heart. The clone coughed up blood, channeling its Magic Power to accelerate its own repair, but because Russell was holding the Blade, its life force began to dissipate.

"I never imagined, I never imagined, that I would actually die from being backstabbed..." Blood trickled from the clone's mouth. In the original timeline, Russell's final fate was to die from Jian Shaoxin's backstab.

"There's nothing we can do, that's just fate!"

"Don't be too smug. My life is your life, and my current appearance is your future." The clone looked at Russell with a half-smile.

"No, you took a knife for me, so there's nothing more for me to do after that." Russell shrugged. As expected of himself, no one else could match his virtues of public-spiritedness, selflessness, and willingness to sacrifice himself for others.

"Is that so? But I don't think I died at her hands. That stab didn't kill me. Your fate hasn't changed because I died at your hands." The clone's face gradually turned ashen; it was already nearing its end.

"You're right, your words have reminded me." Russell stroked his chin in agreement, and sighed, "A dying man's words are good; I never thought that saying would apply to me!"

After expressing his feelings, Russell helped the unconscious Jian Shaoxin up, squatted down in front of the clone, and pressed her hand against the Blade.

"Holy crap, what are you doing?"

"I don't really believe in fate, but in the past, I've wronged you." Russell grasped Jian Shaoxin's hand, twisted the Blade a few times, and grinned. "You've shown me the good side of myself. I'm a good person!"

"Pfft!" The clone's face turned red, as if it were experiencing a final burst of energy before death. It spat out a mouthful of hot blood and immediately exhausted its life force.

"As expected of me, I'm still so handsome even in death!"

Russell drew the straight sword from the replica's chest and stored it in his Space Ring. He didn't put the corpse away; such a dangerous object naturally had to be destroyed on the spot. With that thought, Electric Arc crackled around him, transforming him into a Silver-white Giant Wolf. He snatched the replica in his jaws and leaped into the deep darkness in a few swift movements.

Rumble!!!

"Idiot, fate has changed a long time ago, how can you still believe that! In this version, I'm a good guy, not the big bad guy."

After glancing at the dazzling fireworks, Russell muttered to himself, grabbed Jian Shaoxin and hoisted her onto his shoulder, leaping back and forth on the divine tree before returning to the Flying Carpet in no time.

"It's done, the enemy is dead, let's continue on our way!" Russell placed Jian Shaoxin on the Flying Carpet, and when no one responded, he looked up and saw Ying Yingying and the others looking wary.

Russell thought for a moment and understood what they were afraid of. He clapped his hands and said helplessly, "Don't be like that. It really is me. If I were an enemy in disguise, would I need to waste my breath talking to you?"

"We need to confirm it, since you all look alike and have the same memories," Ying Yingying said with a dry laugh.

"Sigh, I've told you so many times, that person isn't me, why won't you believe me?" Russell said with a headache, scratching his face covered by black mist. "Now that things have come to this, to prove myself, I'll stop hiding it and tell you the truth!"

"Show your hand! Show what hand?" The women looked puzzled, judging from Russell's tone, it seemed like he was about to reveal some earth-shattering revelation.

"I've kept this from you for so long, and seeing you all acting like idiots, I've felt a little guilty..." Russell said, taking Ying Yingying's hand and placing it on his chest.

How are you feeling?