"One piece of good news, one piece of bad news."
"Go on."
Lu PingAn sat in the dining hall, drenched in sweat. It was the break during lunch, and also the time when he gathered intelligence from Wang Hai, whom he had commissioned.
Having just been in the middle of a final sprint to "temper" his body, he had neither the mood nor the time for guessing games. He only wanted the answer.
"The good news is that you have two matches left, not three. One of those brothers withdrew."
This time, Lu PingAn laughed outright.
It was not because he was glad to have one fewer opponent. It was because he knew.
"That's also the bad news, isn't it?" Lu PingAn said with a smile, voicing his guess.
"You knew?"
"Mm, more or less. Life-type stuff is troublesome, and I happen to know a little secret or two."
Lu PingAn held out his fingertips, indicating that he did know something about the trouble posed by "twins."
Within the Life-type system, certain things were exceptionally troublesome due to conventions that had gradually become established.
Beyond their basic physical existence, some concepts also possessed special "meanings." The most obvious example was the so-called "twins."
In mysticism, they were innately linked by Karma. In the Life-type system, they were two fruits on the same tree—another self in this world.
"Genetic-level replicas, combined with mystical connections, can easily be linked to each other..."
In the field of life, identical twins came from exactly the same source, and their bodies were often replicas of one another. Setting aside intangible things like souls and consciousness, they could truly be treated as "one person" within the life system.
Even without supernatural factors, their bodies had the lowest degree of rejection toward each other. They could even