JOJO hiding in the hunter world

The faint morning light shone into the room through the light blue curtains. The curtains softened the light, turning it into a gentle blue hue. The room wasn't large, but the light filtering through the window illuminated it perfectly. The wooden floor had a light brown tint from age. A boy of about twelve or thirteen sat motionless on the bed, his expression blank, like a simpleton.

He was Lu Youguang, a young man from Hua Country, who had just graduated from university. He'd spent four years at a third-rate university to get a diploma. There were plenty of graduates like him, and 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'd lost some. After drinking a little wine, he'd passed out and ended up here. Fortunately, he had a younger brother, so his parents' care shouldn't be a problem.

The boy's bed wasn't far from the mirror. Sitting on the bed, he could clearly see his reflection. Five minutes ago, he had merged with the memories of this body. His name was Jon Bellosovich, male, twelve years old, black hair, black eyes, five foot five, looked pretty good, healthy with no bad habits, not an orphan, parents alive, no house, no car, no sister, and no star-shaped birthmark on his neck. No broken engagement, no taunting, 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 mafia, but Jon wasn't clear on the specifics. Perhaps it was intentional concealment, as Jon knew very little about him. Jon had only seen him once in his memories.

His mother was also very mysterious, said to be a major shareholder in some company. She had married his father for the sake of profit, so she rarely cared about him. As for the real situation, it was unknown. She was only slightly better than Jon's father, at least visiting Jon once a year.

Jon was fostered in the home of his mother's former housekeeper. Jon had grown up in the old housekeeper's home since he was a child. He also took the housekeeper's surname. The housekeeper and his wife treated him well, raising him like their own son, never skimping on his allowance.

"Jon, why did you get up so late today?" The housekeeper turned her head to look at Jon and then turned back to put away the dishes.

Jon picked up the mouthwash, walked into the bathroom, unscrewed the cap, poured two mouthfuls of mouthwash, grabbed the wet towel on the side, wiped his face haphazardly, and turned to eat.

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

Jon's face stiffened, then he put on a warm smile. "Nothing's wrong, I didn't sleep well last night. By the way, are we having apple pie again today?"

"Of course, go wash your hands." The housekeeper's attention was instantly diverted. "Hey, we've had apple pie for two days now." He breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, thinking, 'Thank goodness I was witty, I almost got found out on the spot.' To be discovered less than an hour after transmigrating would truly be the shame of transmigrators. Although he had inherited the memories of the original owner, some habits were still difficult to change.

"Jon, I'm going out now." The housekeeper picked up a small basket, preparing to leave. "Also, there's ice cream in the refrigerator, but don't eat too much."

Jon rolled his eyes. "I'm not a child anymore." Jon only breathed a sigh of relief after watching the housekeeper leave.

Jon ate a few mouthfuls haphazardly and went upstairs. Because it was summer vacation, the twelve-year-old Little Jon had time to learn about the world. From his memories, this world was definitely not Earth. Not a single country on the world map was one he had heard of in his previous life. And those strange continental shelves, Earth couldn't produce them even in another hundred million years.

Little Jon was still young after all, and his understanding of the world wasn't 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 housekeeper's son and was quite old. Based on the principle of making use of waste, they had given it to Jon.

The server took more than a minute to load. Looking at the recommended and pinned posts, he quickly typed a few words and clicked.

Looking at the answers given by the search engine, Jon was directly stunned. '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. Combining that with the fact that the occupations of the wealthy on the rich list he just saw were inexplicably filled with 'Professional Hunter,' Jon was now certain 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 kind of safe world was this?

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

Suddenly startled, Jon remembered the novels he had read on Qidian in his previous life. Under normal circumstances, the protagonist of a transmigration would have a golden finger. He muttered in his heart, "Old Grandpa, System-kun, Main God, if you're there, give me a shout."

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

What? System, I really am the chosen one. God still loves me after all. Jon suddenly became ecstatic. This definitely wasn't a dream. Thinking that he could also start a road of forced cool like other protagonists, slaughtering all sides 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, next was the time for forced cool. Thinking of this, his smile gradually became perverted.

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

"JOJO's Bizarre Adventure is activated."

Seeing this name, Jon 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 to piggyback on the popularity of Golden Wind. It had most of the Stands and items from JOJO Part 1 to 7. Because everyone was a JOJO fan, they made it very carefully, which led to an incomplete mall system, so the game was a money-loser. This game was similar to NetEase's games, where no matter how much you spent, 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 the system's intelligence wasn't high. He heard that some people even had romances with system AIs, and he was a little envious. But Jon was still quite fortunate that at least the system wouldn't kill him at the drop of a hat, and there wouldn't be a system spirit constantly chattering for no reason.

Seeing that the system hadn't responded for a long time, Jon skillfully clicked open 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% get you a Stand, as for what you got, it completely depended on luck.

emmmmmm...

Depended on luck.