Marvel: All My Incarnations Are S-Class Villainesses

Chapter 86: Chapter 86: No Russian

Ding.

The crisp chime of the elevator reaching its floor interrupted the clamor inside the inventory.

The Russian brothers and their subordinates turned their heads one after another, raising their AK-47s and shotguns to aim at the slowly opening iron elevator doors.

”Who is it?!”

As the iron grate was pulled open.

There was no large squad as they had imagined.

Only two seemingly slender female figures appeared.

The first to walk out was a purple-haired girl wearing a hoodie and a choker around her neck.

It was Reze.

But today, her face didn’t wear the sweet smile from her usual part-time job at the cafe, nor was she pretending to be a helpless, frail girl.

Instead, she had her hands in her pockets, chewing gum, her turquoise eyes filled with indifference and annoyance.

One could even say her resentment was currently heavier than her killing intent.

After all, in the middle of the night, anyone would be annoyed if they were dragged out of Sumire’s bed by that wicked woman Makima to work overtime, especially with a ”newcomer” partner.

”Seriously... why did I have to come too?”

Reze muttered under her breath, kicking a pebble aside. ”It should have been enough to just leave it to this person alone.”

As her voice trailed off.

A second figure slowly stepped out from the shadows of the elevator.

As for who it was—

Actually, at this point in time, Sumire’s assets were already terrifyingly substantial; her simulation value, in particular, had broken the 6,000 mark!

So, here was the question.

How should she spend so much simulation value?

Should she spend it on attribute-enhancing potions for Sumire’s main body?

Sumire looked at her own thin arms and legs and decisively shook her head.

Forget it. She didn’t plan on engaging in hand-to-hand combat herself. Increasing her level by just one or two wouldn’t do much; things that could threaten her would still be a threat even if her current attributes doubled. With Kumashi as a bodyguard, the cost-effectiveness of buying attributes was too low.

She would wait until she had a complete surplus of simulation value to jump to level five or six in one go and achieve physical transcendence.

It wouldn’t be too late to start chugging potions then.

Since she didn’t need to strengthen her main body for now, she could only buy new summons.

6,064.

This was a huge sum, enough to buy almost most of the limited-time summons currently appearing in the shop.

Although these summons only lasted for an hour after being called out, they could be summoned again once the 24-hour cooldown passed.

In most cases, battles rarely lasted more than an hour, so considering it, the price was quite reasonable.

So, whom should she buy?

The Typhoon Devil? Gecko Moria? Or perhaps the Colossus of Justice, Galio?

Sumire rested her chin on her hand, her gaze finally landing on the section for Makima’s exclusive shop.

Since she was going to help Fisk clean house, she had to choose someone ”professionally suited” for the task.

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