Dual Transmigration: Starting from being captured and brought to the Hehuan Sect!

A woman with dyed red hair screamed, threw down her weapon, and ran wildly in another direction. Her speed mutation was indeed much faster than that of ordinary survivors, and she ran dozens of meters in a few seconds.

She thought that as long as she ran faster than her companions, she could survive, but she didn't know that the mutated beast was much faster than her.

The pangolin, with its limbs on the ground, suddenly leaped up, its massive body soaring several meters into the air, leaving a huge shadow in the sky, before crashing heavily onto the ground in front of the red-haired woman.

The woman was thrown to the ground by the shockwave. Before she could get up, the pangolin's giant claws stomped her into the mud.

A sickening sound of bones shattering came from beneath my feet, leaving only a flattened mass of flesh and a few strands of red-dyed hair on the ground.

At the same time, several screams came from the direction of the hillside.

Several survivors who tried to run up the mountain were intercepted from the side by the pangolin. The mutated beast moved much faster than they expected, and in just a few breaths it circled around to the front of the hillside, blocking their way.

It swung its tail and smashed a rock the size of a truck to pieces. The rubble rained down on the group of people like cannonballs. One unlucky middle-aged man was hit squarely in the chest by a rock and died instantly.

The remaining people scrambled back, only to be snatched up one by one by the pangolin, tossed into the air, and then swallowed up like toys.

The last tall, thin man was the fastest. He had already reached the edge of the bushes at the top of the hill when his ankle was suddenly caught by a scaled tail that sprang up from the ground. He was lifted up and slammed hard against the rocks. His head hit the stone with a dull thud, and after his limbs twitched twice, he stopped moving.

The entire massacre took only a few minutes.

From the tunnel entrance to the hillside, from the open space to the withered forest, dozens of survivors were hunted down and killed by this SS-class mutated beast. Limbs and severed arms were scattered among the scorched earth and dry bushes, and the air was filled with a strong smell of blood and the stench unique to mutated beasts.

The pangolin stood in the center of the ruins, licked the blood-stained scales from the corner of its mouth, and slowly turned around.

There were still two people in that grove of dead trees, the two humans who had run the fastest and were the most annoyed by it.

It could smell their scent when it was in the warehouse.

It let out a low growl, crouched down on all fours, and pounced towards the dead forest.

Lin Mo led Han Yue in a frantic run through the withered forest, with the faint growls of pangolins and the cracking sounds of trees breaking behind them.

After clearing out the weaker survivors, the mutated beast finally set its sights on them.

Lin Mo grabbed her wrist as he ran.

The sound of the pangolin breaking the trees behind them grew closer, and the mutated beast's breath was almost hitting their backs.

Just as the pangolin opened its blood-red maw to bite down, Lin Mo moved his mind, and the two figures vanished into thin air in the withered forest.

The pangolin snapped its jaws shut, but only managed to bite into air.

It stopped on the ground, slid for several meters before coming to a stop, and circled around angrily in the same spot countless times, sniffing the ground intently.

But all traces left by those two people vanished at the same instant.

It raised its head and roared a few times, its voice echoing through the valley, filled with deep confusion and anger, startling a flock of crows that had already mutated in the distance.

Finally, it could only drag its heavy body slowly back to the base, crawl into the tunnel, find a dark corner to lie low, and wait for the next batch of unlucky prey to come to it.

The two appeared in the warehouse of World One. Han Yue staggered to her feet, panting heavily. Before her chest could catch its breath, her gaze was drawn to the surrounding environment.

The incandescent light overhead, the smooth cement floor, the military supplies piled up in the corner, and the not-too-hot wind blowing in through the cracks in the warehouse door.

Everything here is completely different from the apocalypse.

Lin Mo raised his hand and glanced at his watch. There were still nearly five hours before the transport plane arrived, which was still plenty of time.

He took her to his mansion and told her to take a bath first.

Han Yue looked down at her tactical uniform, which was still covered in the pus of irradiated zombies. Without asking any questions, she obediently nodded and turned to walk towards the shower room.

Lin Mo stood alone in the bedroom, listening to the sound of water coming from the shower, when an interesting idea suddenly came to mind.

What would it feel like if Han Yue from the second world and Han Yue from the main world came together?

The exact same face, the exact same body, just thinking about it is terrifying!

Once the thought popped into my head, I couldn't suppress it anymore.

With a thought, he returned to the main world, took out his phone, and dialed Han Yue's number.

The call was answered quickly, the voice sounding somewhat flattered, asking why he suddenly thought of calling her.

Lin Mo asked her to come to his house now, as he had a task to assign her.

After hanging up the phone, he leaned back on the sofa and waited for a while before the doorbell rang.

He opened the door, and Han Yue from the main world stood there, wearing a simple white T-shirt and jeans, her hair casually tied in a ponytail, her face slightly flushed from her journey.

Before she could even ask what the mission was, Lin Mo grabbed her hand and, with a thought, transported her to World Number One.

The two Han Yues stood facing each other in the bedroom, both stunned.

Han Yue from World Two had just finished showering; her hair was still wet and stuck to her cheeks, and she was only wrapped in a bath towel, with water droplets sliding down her collarbone.

In the main world, Han Yue was wearing a white T-shirt and jeans, with her ponytail tied neatly.

For a few seconds, the air seemed to freeze when the two looked at each other.

At the same time, I wondered if my father had ever donated...

It was Han Yue from the main world who spoke first, her voice tinged with uncertainty:

"Who are you?

How come you look exactly like me?

Han Yue from World Two frowned and slowly spoke:

"My name is Han Yue, what's yours?"

Her gaze swept over the face that looked exactly like her own.

"My name is also Han Yue."

The two of them turned to Lin Mo at the same time.

Lin Mo sat on the sofa by the bed, arms crossed, and calmly explained the relationship between the two worlds to them.

It took Han Yue from the main world a while to process what was happening before she spoke, her tone tinged with disbelief:

"So I'm a mutant in another world?"

Killing zombies in the apocalypse?

Han Yue from World Two was even more shocked to discover that a parallel world existed and had not yet entered the apocalypse!

Lin Mo walked between the two and put his arm around each of them:

"Don't worry about that for now."

I'm very curious about the differences between the same person in two parallel worlds.