Simultaneous Transmigration: From Japanese Anime to American Comics

"I understand, but I still suggest—"

"Then I quit. Who cares if curses come my way? Even if I die, you sorcerers will have to clean up after me anyway."

Chu Yang's firm attitude made Gojo change his tone, "Actually, going to Curse Technical College isn't strictly necessary. If you pass my trial, I'll let you intern with Nanami."

"Trial?" Chu Yang frowned.

Gojo spread his hands, "If you don't even agree to this, then there's nothing left to discuss. If it weren't for your rare talent, I wouldn't give you this much leeway."

"Besides, I quite like your personality. There's no one else as interesting as you at Curse Technical College."

From Gojo's tone, Chu Yang sensed this was the final offer. So, he nodded in agreement. It was hard to pass up a dangerous job that also offered great rewards.

Half an hour later.

Gojo led Chu Yang to an abandoned development zone, with rows of half-finished buildings standing before him.

Though it was early in the morning, the biting cold in the air chilled Chu Yang to the bone.

"As someone who's been a corporate slave for years, you should understand how much blood and tears of ordinary people are buried behind these half-finished buildings," Gojo said, looking around with emotion. Because of his job as a sorcerer, he often faced the ugliness and darkness of humanity, witnessing countless tragedies.

"Hatred, anger, regret, greed… Even if I couldn't see it, I can feel the negative emotions saturating this place."

Chu Yang asked, "In a place like this, curses are more likely to form, right?"

Gojo chuckled bitterly and replied, "Exactly. The suffering of ordinary people is the best fuel for curses."

Chu Yang sighed softly, "So, what do I need to do?"

Gojo explained, "Originally, I planned for the students at Curse Technical College to cleanse this area. Now, this task is yours. If you complete it successfully, the bonus is yours as well."

Chu Yang nodded without further questions. After doing some warm-up exercises, he walked into the abandoned site hidden within the city.

Watching Chu Yang's back, Gojo was somewhat expectant.

Since this task was intended for students of Curse Technical College, the difficulty level wouldn't be too high.

Curses or cursed spirits have ranks just like sorcerers, typically starting from the lowest at grade 4 and increasing from there.

Grade 4, grade 3, grade 2, grade 1, and special grade.

Between grades 2 and 1, there are semi-grade 2 and semi-grade 1.

Though it seems like there are only five ranks, for sorcerers, there are effectively seven.

The abandoned buildings had been evaluated, and no cursed spirits exceeding grade 4 were expected, which is why Gojo used it to test Chu Yang's combat abilities.

In any case, with Gojo present, no cursed spirit of any rank could threaten Chu Yang's safety.

The cursed energy in this area was like a hazy fog, dispersing with each gust of wind. But for this reason, Chu Yang found it difficult to pinpoint the curses through their cursed energy.

He could only wander around aimlessly.

The buildings ahead were mostly intact, needing only minor repairs to become livable.

But as he ventured deeper, there was more crumbling concrete, exposed steel bars, and collapsed roofs, all adding to the atmosphere of decay.

Suddenly, a steel pipe fell from above, and Chu Yang caught it mid-air, crushing it into an irregular ball with his bare hands.

He then tossed it aside like a crumpled piece of paper.

Thud!!!

The steel ball hit the ground just as Chu Yang glanced at the third-floor window of the abandoned building beside him, where a shadowy figure stood.

"A ghost? I thought it was a curse…" Chu Yang remarked.

"Looks like he was driven to jump off the building, powerless to resist. Now he's just making small noises to scare people. Should I pity him or feel sad for him?"

With a long sigh, Chu Yang shook his head and quickly left the area. A ghost that he could obliterate with a single punch would never grow into a curse.

With the lack of human presence in the area, there were no consistent negative emotions to provide the cursed energy it needed to grow.

In the distance, Gojo, who had been observing, suddenly laughed, though this time it wasn't his usual carefree chuckle. His smile was warm.

"Not bad, he's got a good heart. No wonder Nanami takes care of him," Gojo murmured, stretching lazily. "Let's hope he can always hold onto that kindness, unlike that other guy…"

Unknowingly, Chu Yang had reached the final section of the abandoned zone.

Surveying his surroundings, he realized that there weren't even any half-finished buildings here, only a completely desolate construction site.

The halted construction indicated that the funding had completely dried up.

At the center of the site, a cursed spirit emitting an aura of doom paced around, holding an engineering blueprint while muttering to itself.

"Why did it fail?"

"How could such a good project possibly fail?"

"Impossible…"

Seeing this, Chu Yang immediately thought of a gaunt manager from his own company and felt a pang of sympathy.

The boss took all the money, and the workers took all the blame.

"Rest in peace."

Chu Yang slowly walked forward.

The cursed spirit suddenly stopped, its mumbling ceasing.

It turned around sharply, its hollow eyes fixed on Chu Yang, black mist pouring out from its eye sockets, as if it were crying.

In the next second, the cursed spirit charged at Chu Yang with insane speed, growing larger with each step.

In the blink of an eye, the man who resembled a manager transformed into a hulking monster!

The cursed spirit's wide shoulders burst open with several bloody holes, from which massive arms sprouted, rapidly growing into four thick, muscular limbs.

Chu Yang stopped, the sympathy on his face vanishing, replaced by irritation. "Couldn't you just wait to die peacefully?"

With Gojo watching, Chu Yang couldn't fully unleash his power—at least techniques like Wood Release weren't suitable for use here.

This is why he felt annoyed; it meant he'd have to engage in hand-to-hand combat with the cursed spirit.

The cursed spirit, now with six arms, looked as imposing as the Hulk, exuding a powerful aura.

In just a few strides, it was upon Chu Yang, raising one arm to smash him.

Chu Yang wrapped his fist in cursed energy and punched back.

As the two fists collided, Gojo had a sudden illusion that it was an egg crashing into a meteor.

The cursed spirit was the egg, and Chu Yang the meteor.

In the next second, after the collision, the cursed spirit's arm exploded into pieces, crumbling like tofu.

Undeterred, the cursed spirit roared in anger and continued throwing punches at Chu Yang.

In the blink of an eye, it swung three more punches.

And then...

Three of its arms exploded.

The six arms that looked so oppressive turned back into two in an instant.

The cursed spirit was stunned.

It began to tremble uncontrollably.

Belated fear consumed its heart.

It wanted to turn and flee, but its legs felt like they were filled with lead, nailed to the spot, unable to move.

An indescribable aura, like a towering mountain, loomed over the cursed spirit's head.

In the end, it could only watch helplessly as Chu Yang's punch landed on its body.

Boom!!!

Chu Yang's fist struck the cursed spirit's abdomen like a bomb, blowing its upper body apart!

Gojo Satoru, who had been leaning casually on the railing, suddenly stood up straight and even lifted his blindfold, gazing at Chu Yang with his strikingly beautiful eyes.

"He only wrapped his fist with a very small amount of cursed energy. The power came entirely from his physical body."

"Terrifying."

"If he had a Heavenly Restriction, his physical strength might surpass Toji Fushiguro, and his zero cursed energy body would still grant him natural resistance to cursed energy."

"But with his overwhelming cursed energy, he can completely destroy curses without using cursed tools."

"At this rate, he could become a Heaven and Tyrant without any weaknesses."

At the same time, the mist-like cursed energy surrounding the unfinished building quickly dissipated, and Chu Yang emerged from the ruins.

Gojo Satoru pulled his blindfold back down and smiled, "I'm really looking forward to it..."

The next day, Chu Yang's bank account received a large sum of money, ten times his previous monthly salary.

Having worked for many years in this world, Chu Yang couldn't stop grinning.

"Being a jujutsu sorcerer is truly a good job."

...

In the world of One Piece.

Standing on the deck, feeling the sea breeze, Chu Yang frowned.

His mind was preoccupied with Vinsmoke Judge's lineage factor technology.

Aside from him, only Vegapunk was qualified.

Caesar, that fool, was just a half-baked scientist.

"Where the hell am I supposed to find the Germa Kingdom?"

As the only nomadic maritime kingdom in the world, broken down into dozens of large ships, they were no different from pirates wandering the seas.

Finding them was like looking for a needle in a haystack.

"All I know is that Germa is in the North Blue, but I have no other information."

Just as Chu Yang was wracking his brain, a seagull's call suddenly came from the sky.

A newspaper dropped onto Chu Yang's head. Without thinking, he casually tossed it aside.

The newspaper landed right in Yasopp's lap.

"Today's news?" Yasopp grinned and spread the paper open, reading it carefully. Apart from holding banquets, there wasn't much entertainment on board.

Newspapers were a good way to kill boredom.

"The news has been pretty dull lately..." Yasopp's eyes roamed over the paper, trying to find something interesting.

His patience was finally rewarded when he flipped to the next page and found something that caught his eye.

"The Vinsmoke family and the Donquixote family are at war again in the North Blue?"

"They're really going at it."

"Such a shame. We should've taken the North Blue route back to the New World when we left Windmill Village. Then we could've joined the fun."

Yasopp's face was full of regret.

With the Red Hair Pirates' current fame, fewer people dared to provoke them, so even if they wanted a fight, they rarely got the chance.

While Yasopp was lamenting, Chu Yang's expression suddenly changed.

He remembered something important.

The reason the Vinsmoke family had been wandering the New World was because they had lost their power struggle in the North Blue to the Donquixote family. They were originally the rulers of the North Blue!

And now the Vinsmoke family was still fighting for control of the North Blue!

"Thanks, Yasopp!"

Excited, Chu Yang gave Yasopp a hard slap on the shoulder and rushed into the ship's cabin.

He had to go to the North Blue!

At that moment, everyone was in the dining hall on the first floor.

Shanks and Benn Beckman were munching on meat while discussing the next leg of their voyage.

Chu Yang walked up to them and solemnly said, "Captain! I need to leave for a while."

Shanks looked at him in surprise. They had been sailing together for a long time, and this was the first time Chu Yang had made such a request.

In fact, it wasn't uncommon for crew members to request to leave temporarily, especially in large pirate crews that sailed for long periods.

For example, the infamous Whitebeard Pirates never forced their members to stay onboard.