(Author's note: The system was added later and barely had any presence. Its main purpose was to record the number of crossings and automatically adapt to the local language to prevent communication barriers. Surely you handsome readers wouldn't want to see the protagonist enter a new world every time like a headless fly and have to learn how to speak, right? Lastly, thank you all in advance for your support!!!)
"Damn you, thieving heavens!"
Zhu Mang stood at the entrance of a house, looking up at the enormous sphere of light slowly approaching him overhead, and cursed furiously at the sky.
All around him were people like him, with tails growing from their backsides. Some stared blankly upward, while others looked on the verge of a mental breakdown.
That was right. He had crossed over—and become a Saiyan, a member of the warrior race.
Though he was merely a low-class Saiyan warrior with a power level of one thousand, he had already mapped out his future.
First, he would find an opportunity to escape Planet Vegeta and head to Earth to study how to use ki. If he worked hard enough, perhaps he could become a Super Saiyan. At worst, he could find some remote planet; with a power level of one thousand, he could still rule it like a king.
Just like King Piccolo, who had once terrorized Earth—his power level had really only been a few hundred.
Yet before he could finish dreaming or begin putting his plan into action, he heard people outside shouting and yelling.
The Saiyan female warrior lying beside him irritably tossed an energy blast outside, then kicked Zhu Mang off the bed.
"What the hell is going on out there? It's so damn noisy! Go take a look!"
When Zhu Mang stepped outside, he saw that little bastard sitting in a baby carriage, hurling a massive sphere of light straight at his head!
And then...
Then he knew nothing at all.
When he woke up again, he found himself lying in a forest.
"Huh? What kind of place is this? Did I cross over again?"
Zhu Mang scanned the surroundings, which were completely different from Planet Vegeta, and felt how light his body was. That meant the gravity here was far weaker than Planet Vegeta's.
As an old hand who had already crossed over once, he quickly realized this.
"What a shame about that delicious Selina."
The image of the Saiyan female warrior he had spent a passionate night with surfaced in Zhu Mang's mind. She was a high-class warrior with a power level of five thousand. Zhu Mang had gone to great lengths to win her over, intending to use her connections to get a spaceship and find a chance to run away.
Who would have thought that after offering up his looks, before his plan could even proceed to the next step, Frieza would kill him.
Fortunately, the outcome was the same.
He really had escaped successfully!
He had just escaped a little too far...
"So where exactly is this? What world is it? A parallel universe in Dragon Ball? Another universe in the main cosmology? Or did I travel back into the past like Bardock?"
At that thought, Zhu Mang shuddered and began to worry.
After all, he was just a pathetic nobody with a power level of one thousand.
Forget the later stages of Dragon Ball, where power levels had gone completely off the rails and were measured in hundreds of millions or even astronomical figures—even in the early stages, his one thousand power level was nothing impressive.
At best, he was just an oversized minnow.
"Huh? What's this thing?" Zhu Mang rubbed his eyes.
He noticed what looked like a tiny black dot in the center of his vision.
No, more accurately, it was a tiny line of text.
As he stared at it, the line began to grow larger.
[Would you like to start the game?]
"What the hell? A game? Did that naked little runt blast me into a game? Could it be... Bulma's Adventure, or Master Roshi's... hehehe... No, no, this must be my golden finger, right? Why didn't I see it before?"
"Whatever. Since it's my golden finger, then... yes!"
[Game started!]
Caw, caw, caw—
Zhu Mang waited with his eyes wide open for a long time.
Yet nothing happened.
???
Was this messing with him?
Where was the game?
The system?
The customer service representative?
Where was his gift pack?
At least give him a beginner's gift pack or something!
At Zhu Mang's summons, an extremely crude "panel" finally appeared before him.
----------------- Host: Zhu Mang Number of crossings: 2 Current world: Unknown, awaiting discovery Available crossings: 0 -----------------
So Dragon Ball had been the first world, and this one was the second...
Zhu Mang was rather speechless.
His system might have been the most bare-bones system in history. Forget rewards—it looked like it only had the ability to let him cross worlds.
Yet he could not even figure out the conditions for using that one and only function.
Who the hell knew how these "available crossings" were obtained?
Caw, caw, caw!
Just then, birdsong suddenly rang out above his head.
Huh?
Zhu Mang's eyes lit up.
After spending the whole night battling that high-class Saiyan female warrior, he had not even had time to get up and eat today before King Frieza sent him onto the path of crossing worlds with a single blast. His stomach was growling by now.
That stupid "game" could do whatever it wanted. He did not care anymore!
Nothing mattered more than eating.
He would roast a little bird first!
Zhu Mang abruptly looked up toward the sound.
His fierce gaze landed on the bird that had deliberately slowed down and was lazily flying over his head.
The bird was immediately startled. Realizing that he was not a friendly customer, it hurriedly flapped its wings to fly away.
Whoosh!
Zhu Mang appeared in front of it, directly cutting off its path.
"This bird... Why does its appearance seem so familiar?" Zhu Mang grabbed the bird by the neck with one hand and studied it thoughtfully.
That was because this was clearly no wild bird. It wore a cap on its head and carried a mailbag around its neck. Inside the open mailbag was a thick stack of papers.
Zhu Mang reached in and directly pulled the stack from the mailbag.
"Caw, caw, caw!" His freeloading behavior obviously angered the bird, which raised its wings and cursed him furiously.
Unfortunately, Zhu Mang could not understand a single word.
"This is..."
[Kid, captain of the Kid Pirates. Bounty: 315,000,000 Beli. Dead or alive!]
[Basil Hawkins, captain of the Hawkins Pirates. Bounty: 249,000,000 Beli. Dead or alive!]
[Trafalgar Luo, captain of the Heart Pirates. Bounty: 200,000,000 Beli...]
"Th-this-this..."
Zhu Mang's face first turned stunned. Then he rapidly flipped through the thick stack of papers in his hands and soon found the most familiar one.
The wanted poster showed a boy in a straw hat with an enormous grin.
[Monkey D. Luffy, captain of the Straw Hat Pirates. Bounty: 300,000,000 Beli. Dead or alive!]
"Holy shit, hahahaha! It really is this world!!! Hahaha!!!"
The shock on Zhu Mang's face turned into wild ecstasy.
One Piece!
This was One Piece!
It was not that he loved One Piece that much. Although he had indeed enjoyed reading the manga for a while before crossing over, once the story entered the New World—especially after the Wano Country arc—the power scaling had begun to collapse dramatically. Combined with all the pressures of being an office worker, he had no desire to keep reading.
But now, this was absolutely an unexpected delight!
He had been worried that with his power level of one thousand, no matter which parallel universe of Dragon Ball he had crossed into, things would not be easy.
After all, Dragon Ball was full of godlike figures. Even if he really found a place to hide, the Androids, Zamasu, or even that all-powerful king could still get him killed.
But now things were different.
This was One Piece!
What was the peak of power in the One Piece World?
People always said Admirals and Emperors were on the same level. In truth, whether it was an Admiral or one of the Four Emperors, even their full-power attacks could only destroy an island.
In Dragon Ball terms, that was probably around King Piccolo's level?
Zhu Mang remembered that when King Piccolo threatened that dog king, he had destroyed more than half a city in an instant with a shockwave released from one hand.
Considering that Dragon Ball had modern cities while One Piece was far more primitive, they were probably about the same.
In other words, Admirals and the Four Emperors probably only had power levels of around two or three hundred?
Holy shit!
Then with his power level of one thousand...
He had struck it rich, struck it rich! This was a god-tier starting hand!
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