Two Supergirls were fighting. Which one should he help?
Russell did not even have to think about such a childish question before decisively replying, "Definitely you. Really, there's no room for any accident."
"Pah, you scumbag!"
Supergirl turned her head aside. "She loves you so much, yet you'd help another woman beat her up!"
(Profit)
I should fucking slap—
After thinking it over, Russell placed a palm against his own face, scratched it, and said, "I really can't answer a question with no solution. After all, you know that the two of you... are no different to me."
Supergirl buried her head against Russell's chest. "But I'm fake, after all. And once the mission ends, I might..."
"Ahem!"
Russell coughed into his fist and directly cut off what Supergirl was about to say. Pulling her tightly into his arms, he said, "Believe me, even if we have to part, it'll only be temporary. Just like this time, we'll reunite in the end."
He knew what Supergirl was worried about. Once the mission ended, she was merely a duplicate and could not return to the real world. The two of them would part ways and never see each other again.
For other Reincarnators, this truly would have been an unsolvable problem. But Russell was different. His power was not restricted by the Main God. There would always come a day when he surpassed it. What other Reincarnators could not do, he absolutely could.
Moreover, Russell firmly believed that his original self in the original fate could control the Main God. There was no reason why he, now far stronger, could not do the same.
Once he controlled the Main God, forget a duplicate of Supergirl—even bringing all...
Ahem. In any case, Supergirl did not need to worry about this. Russell would