JOJO hiding in the hunter world

The faint morning light shone into the room through the light blue curtains. The curtains softened the light, casting a gentle blue hue. The room wasn't large, but the light filtering through the window illuminated it brightly. The wooden floor had a light brown tint due to age. A boy of about twelve or thirteen years old sat still on the bed, his expression blank as if he were simple-minded.

He was Lu Youguang, a young man from Hua Country. He had just graduated from university after muddling through four years at a third-rate institution, barely earning a diploma. There were plenty of college students like him; it would be difficult to find a job with this worthless piece of paper. He and his roommate had been working on a game, but instead of making money, they lost some. After drinking a bit of wine, he woke up here. Fortunately, he had a younger brother, so taking care of his parents shouldn't be a problem.

The boy's bed wasn't far from the mirror. Sitting on the bed, he could clearly see himself in the mirror. Five minutes ago, he had assimilated the memories of this body. His name was Jon Bellosovich, male, twelve years old, black hair and black eyes, 1.65 meters tall, decent looking, healthy with no bad habits, and not an orphan. His parents were alive, but he had no house, no car, and no younger sister, nor a star-shaped birthmark on his neck. No broken engagements, no provoking of powerful figures, no magic. This seemed like a safe world.

"Jon, come down for breakfast!"

The boy withdrew his gaze, got up, quickly tidied his clothes, and hurried downstairs.

His father was a member of some kind of gang, but Jon wasn't clear on the specifics. Perhaps it was deliberately concealed, as Jon knew very little about him. In Jon's memories, he had only seen him once.

His mother was also very mysterious. It was said that she was a major shareholder in some company and had married his father for the sake of profit, so she rarely cared about him. The real situation was unknown. She was only slightly better than Jon's father, but at least she would visit Jon once a year.

Jon was fostered in the home of his mother's former butler. Jon had grown up in the old butler's house since he was a child. He also took the butler's surname, and the butler and his wife were good to him, treating him like their own son and never skimping on his allowance.

"Jon, why did you get up so late today?" The butler's wife turned her head to look at Jon and then turned back to clear the table.

Jon picked up the mouthwash, went into the bathroom, unscrewed the cap, gargled twice, grabbed the wet towel on the side, wiped his face a few times haphazardly, and turned around to eat.

"Hey, Jon, is something wrong? You seem strange today." The butler's wife looked at Jon with a suspicious expression.

Jon's expression stiffened, then he revealed a warm smile. "It's nothing. I didn't sleep well last night. By the way, are we having apple pie today?"

"Of course, hurry up and wash your hands." The butler's wife's attention was instantly diverted. "Hey, we've been eating apple pie for two days now." He breathed a sigh of relief, secretly thinking that he was lucky to be quick-witted, otherwise he would have been exposed on the spot. To be discovered less than an hour after transmigrating would truly be the shame of a transmigrator. Although he had inherited the memories of his predecessor, some habits were still difficult to change.

"Jon, I'm going out now." The butler's wife picked up a small basket and prepared to leave. "Also, there's ice cream in the fridge, but don't eat too much."

Jon rolled his eyes. "I'm not a child anymore." Jon breathed a sigh of relief when he saw the butler's wife leave.

Jon ate a few mouthfuls haphazardly and went upstairs. Because it was summer vacation, the twelve-year-old little Jorno had time to understand the world. From his memories, this world was definitely not Earth. None of the countries on the world map were ones he had heard of in his previous life. And those strange continental shelves... Earth couldn't have created them even in another hundred million years.

Little Jon was still young and his understanding of the world was not mature. He couldn't determine which world he was in from his memories. Jon turned on the computer to search for information. This old computer belonged to the butler and his wife's son. It was quite old, but they had given it to Jon based on the principle of making use of waste.

The server took more than a minute to load. He looked at the recommended and pinned posts. His hands quickly typed a few words and clicked.

Looking at the answers given by the search engine, Jon was directly dumbfounded. 'Whale Island, surrounded by the sea on all sides, residents mainly engaged in fishing, beautiful scenery, with a large number of rare animals.' Whale Island is the birthplace of Gon Freecss, the protagonist of Hunter x Hunter. Combined with the fact that the professions of the wealthy on the rich list he just saw were inexplicably filled in as Professional Hunter, Jon was now convinced that this was the world of Hunter x Hunter. This world could be considered a mid-level martial world, with an extremely high level of danger. What a safe world this is!

"I thought it was a slice-of-life world, but I didn't expect it to be the Hunter world." Jon lay on his back on the bed, recalling the bits and pieces of his previous life. A fear of not being able to return home and a fear of his life being out of his control intertwined. He recalled his homeland in his previous life. Although he was a wage slave, at least there was a government to stand up for you; you wouldn't be casually killed at any moment. In this world, if you were casually killed by the Phantom Troupe, who would you cry to?

Suddenly, Jon was stunned. He remembered the novels he had read on Qidian in his previous life. Generally, the protagonists who transmigrate would have a golden finger. He silently recited, "Old Grandpa, System-kun, Main God, if you're there, make a sound."

"System is activating..." A heavenly electronic voice came from within his brain. Even the window outside...

What? A system! I am indeed the chosen one. God still loves me. Jon suddenly became ecstatic. This definitely wasn't a dream. Thinking that he could also start a path of showing off like other protagonists, killing in all directions, and reaching the pinnacle of the world. No, as the King of the World, how could he not have a harem of wives and concubines? The golden finger had arrived, and next was the time to show off. Thinking of this, his smile gradually became perverted.

"Detecting the energy system of this world, synchronizing..."

"JOJO's Bizarre Adventure is starting."

When Jon saw this name, he fell into a moment of silence. This familiar interface, this familiar feeling... This seemed to be the failed game that he and his roommate had made in order to ride the coattails of Golden Wind. It had most of the Stands and items from JOJO Parts 1 to 7. Because everyone was a JOJO fan, it was made very carefully, which led to an incomplete store system, so the game was a money-losing product. This game was similar to NetEase's games; you could spend as much as you want, but you'd still get beaten into a little brother.

"System, are you there?" Jon tentatively asked.

The system didn't answer. Jon understood in his heart that this system wasn't very intelligent. He had heard that some people even had romances with artificial intelligence systems, which made him a little envious. But Jon was quite grateful that the system at least wouldn't kill him at the slightest provocation, and there wasn't a system elf constantly chattering for no reason.

Seeing that the system didn't respond for a long time, Jon skillfully opened the newbie gift pack. Still the familiar recipe, still the familiar taste. Inside were three covered cards: an item card, an ability card, and a Stand card. Flipping the Stand card would 100% guarantee a Stand, but what you got completely depended on your luck.

Emmmmm...

Luck.