Marvel: All My Incarnations Are S-Class Villainesses

Chapter 89: Chapter 89 Although she had never met Reze

”The Soviet Bomb...” Quanxi’s voice remained flat, as if she hadn’t just killed dozens of people.

Although she had never met Reze, she had heard rumors in that circle about the’Soviet-made Weapon Human’.

She walked up to Reze, fished a pack of cigarettes out of her pocket, put one in her mouth, and lit it with a lighter.

A smoke after the deed is better than being a god.

”Are you also being controlled by that Makima person?” Quanxi looked at Reze, a hint of shared sympathy in her eyes.

In her view, Weapon Humans like them were either treated as tools by governments or as dogs by Makima; it seemed to be an inescapable fate.

”Huh?” Hearing this, Reze stopped tossing the grenade.

She looked up, but felt a secret surge of smugness in her heart.

”Of course not.” Reze jumped down from the wooden crate and puffed out her chest.

”I am Sumire-chan’s Incarnation. Makima has no right to control me.”

”Is that... so?”

Quanxi bit her cigarette filter, frowning slightly as if contemplating the logic behind this.

”Is there any difference?” She pointed at Reze, then at a certain direction in the void. ”Is there any essential difference between your relationship with that Sumire and my relationship with Makima? You both follow orders; you’re both weapons without freedom.”

That was indeed true.

To an outsider, Sumire’s abilities and Makima’s abilities were somewhat similar in nature.

”Hmph, superficial,” Reze snorted.

”The difference is huge.”

Reze pulled a brand new, warm little card from her bosom and waved it in front of Quanxi. ”Here, see what this is?”

It was the New York State Motor Vehicle Driver’s License that Natasha had given her earlier.

The photo on it was Reze, and the name column read: Reze.

Quanxi fell silent.

She stared at that small driver’s license for a long time without speaking.

Because this was also something she dreamed of.

Of course, she didn’t mean the status of a U.S. citizen, but the status of being a human.

The reason Quanxi wanted to assassinate Denji and fight Makima head-on was for the education and human rights of her girlfriend... her girlfriends.

In other words, a legal and safe identity.

Now Reze already had one, and it was given to her by Sumire.

Both Makima and Sumire were indeed selfish, but the difference was that Makima’s selfishness lay in control and exploitation, while Sumire’s selfishness... lay in protecting her own.

To Makima, no matter how many people she controlled, they were just tools. But Sumire truly pampered her Incarnations as if they were herself.

Take the citizenship status, for example.

To Sumire, this thing was basically useless, but since Reze liked it, she would negotiate terms with S.H.I.E.L.D. for it.

Even if Sumire were unwilling to give it, Reze would still listen to her.

The difference between these two scenarios couldn’t be greater.

Of course, besides these, there were many private bedroom matters that couldn’t be told to outsiders. Could... Makima do those?

That’s very unlikely!

Although Quanxi was only a temporary summon, her life experience was enough for her to view all of this objectively.

The relaxed and vivid aura emanating from this girl, who was once a ’killing weapon’ in the Soviet Union, could not be faked.

”Heh...” Quanxi suddenly let out a light chuckle and shook her head. ”A Soviet-made Bomb has actually become a legal U.S. citizen.”

”The immigration bureau of this World is truly lenient.”

Reze couldn’t help but chuckle a few times as well.

”However...” Quanxi rested her finger against her chin, seemingly recalling the image implanted in her mind when she was summoned.

Even though she hadn’t seen her in person, she knew what that so-called ’Sumire’ looked like.

”That girl named Sumire.”

A rare look of interest appeared on Quanxi’s World-weary face as she gave a fair evaluation: ”She’s quite cute.”

”She’s my type.”

”...?”

The smile on Reze’s face instantly vanished.

Alarm bells rang loudly!

Dammit, you want to snatch her too?

She narrowed her eyes, staring at Quanxi like a cat protecting its food, as if to say—

”What kind of talk is that?”

”I don’t like it. Take it back!”

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