140: Chapter 140 Two Su Jies

He didn't know how many Infected he had killed, nor how long he had been walking.

When the Bronze Bell Tower, steeped in the vicissitudes of time, fully appeared in his field of vision, Li Taiping finally came to a halt.

The air here carried the dusty scent of ages past.

He looked up at the towering structure that pierced the clouds.

The main structure of the bell tower was built from dark blue-green megaliths, covered in traces of weathering and dried moss.

The giant circular clock had long since stopped ticking, its hands frozen forever at an unknown time.

The entire bell tower exuded an ancient and mysterious aura, looking completely out of place amidst the surrounding modern ruins.

Li Taiping suppressed the agitation in his heart and prepared to turn back and call out to Su Jie.

However...

The moment he turned around, the hair all over his body stood on end, and his pupils suddenly constricted to the size of pinheads.

What did he see?

Two Su Jies!

Two identical Su Jies.

They stood less than five meters behind him, with the same ponytails, the same expressions, the same clothes, carrying the same hiking backpacks, and holding the same AK-47s in their hands.

If one were to check carefully, even the number of bullets remaining in their magazines was exactly the same!

Even the positions of the burn blisters on their hands were identical.

Two women, two identical peach-blossom faces—they looked more like twins than actual twins.

At this moment, they were both looking at him with gazes filled with confusion and bewilderment.

"Hubby, what's wrong?"

"Hubby, why are you looking at me like that?"

Their voices overlapped, sounding like stereo audio with its own echo.

Li Taiping only felt his head buzzing.

What kind of hellish plot is this? Buy one, get one free?

System dungeon, you're really playing some fancy tricks!

Before Li Taiping could even speak,

The atmosphere instantly dropped to freezing point as the two Su Jies finally realized the situation and noticed each other's presence.

They whipped their heads around, their gazes colliding.

Shock! Absolute shock!

Immediately following that was a bone-deep wariness.

"Who are you?!"

The Su Jie on the left let out a scream, her AK-47 snapping up.

"Why do you look just like me?!"

The Su Jie on the right moved even faster, her muzzle locking onto the other's brow, her voice trembling yet fierce.

"003 Ghost Virus Infected—Mimic Ghost!"

The Su Jie on the left turned pale and shouted to Li Taiping:

"She's fake! Hubby! She's a monster! A monster that specializes in mimicking others' appearances!"

"Liar!" The Su Jie on the right's eyes instantly reddened, tears welling up. "You're the fake one! You despicable monster, how dare you mimic my appearance to get close to my husband!"

"I'm the real one! I am the real Su Jie!"

"Bullshit! I am!"

The two Su Jies broke into a fierce argument right there under the desolate Bronze Bell Tower.

Both claimed to be the real one.

Both accused the other of being a monster.

Even the scratches on the stocks of the guns in their hands were identical.

Li Taiping stood in the middle, his palms sweating slightly.

His head throbbed.

This damn dungeon didn't plan on giving him a second of peace.

Before he could even solve the philosophical question of "Who am I?", it had thrown him a test of "Which one is my wife?"

"Both of you, shut up!"

Li Taiping roared, his voice like thunder, echoing through the empty street.

The arguing stopped abruptly.

Both Su Jies turned their heads at the same time.

They looked at Li Taiping with aggrieved, pitiful, and slightly expectant eyes.

"Hubby..."

"Hubby..."

The voices, the expressions—it was as if they were cast from the same mold.

Li Taiping could even sense that the aura emanating from both women carried that familiar, faint fragrance.

How could he tell them apart?

A blood test? Secret codes? Would that work?

This "Mimic Ghost" could perfectly replicate appearance and voice, and perhaps, following the usual tropes, it might even know many of her memories.

Perhaps... it even knew more than the "amnesiac" Li Taiping!

How could Li Taiping have the patience for a game of "spot the real one"?

He only sought efficiency!

His brain worked rapidly, like an overloaded computer.

He was reminiscing, recalling every moment and every action since entering the dungeon.

Suddenly.

A flash of light crossed his mind.

It was when he had just woken up.

Due to extreme distrust and mental trance, he had once pushed Su Jie away forcefully.

At that time, his strength wasn't great, but that was only relative to his former peak performance. Compared to an ordinary person, he could smash a head into a chest cavity with a club—was that strength considered small?

At that time, Su Jie had been pushed and stumbled to the ground.

Her lower back, yes, her lower back!

Her lower back had happened to hit the sharp metal corner of the bed frame.

He remembered.

He had seen with his own eyes dark red blood seeping out from under her pajamas.

That was a real wound.

It was a record of his "atrocity" in this world.

Thinking of this, Li Taiping's gaze darkened, and he felt confident.

He looked at the two Su Jies before him, a very kind, even somewhat gentle smile appearing on his face.

That smile was like a hunter who had seen through the fog.

"Alright, since you both claim to be the real one, identifying you is quite simple."

Li Taiping spoke softly, his tone brook no argument.

"Turn around."

"What?"

Both Su Jies were stunned, staring at him blankly.

"Turn around, put your backs to me."

Li Taiping repeated, his eyes filled with an inexplicable seriousness and expectation.

The two Su Jies exchanged a glance.

A faint blush crept onto both of their cheeks.

They seemed to have thought of something.

Such a request, in broad daylight, was indeed a bit embarrassing.

But in this desperate post-apocalyptic world, Li Taiping was Su Jie's only reliance.

This trust was etched into her bones.

Even if one of them was fake, at this moment, it could only choose to trust.

Because any hesitation would mean an unspoken confession.

Li Taiping had no interest in what naughty things Su Jie's little head was thinking.

What he wanted to see was that wound.

Just in case.

What if this monster could only mimic the external appearance but couldn't replicate such real-time dynamic damage?

The two Su Jies slowly turned around.

The wind blew through their ponytails.

Revealing two identical, slender, and fair necks.

Two graceful figures stood defenseless before Li Taiping.

Li Taiping did not hesitate and strode forward.

His shoes crunched on the gravel, making a crisp sound.

He walked behind the Su Jie on the left.

Amidst her slightly shy exclamation, Li Taiping reached out his right hand and abruptly lifted her top.

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