The first second passed-
The countdown had already begun.
When it came to fungi, the first thing Dio thought of was Cioccolata's Stand, [Green Day], from JoJo Part 5: Golden Wind.
Though both involved reproducing fungi, [Green Day] was not only far more lethal than the white fungus before him; its range and growth rate were on an entirely different level.
The condition for [Green Day] to grow was-descending, I think? That ability was much stronger than this fungus- Dio recalled carefully. These memories from his previous life were not particularly vivid to him. Some of the finer details had left less of an impression than what Cheadle liked to eat.
Although he had liked these works in his previous life, he had not been some obsessive fan who scrutinized every last detail of their settings. (Besides, the more you scrutinized many of that old monster Araki's settings, the harder they became to take seriously.)
Who could have known he would actually transmigrate? It was not as though he had had no schoolwork to do. Remembering this much already counted as an astonishing feat of memory for a humanities student like him.
So, all you potential transmigrators out there, make sure you remembered this bloody lesson!
Back to the matter at hand: the growth condition of the fungus before him was now essentially clear. The closer it was to the tissue Chrollo had left behind, the faster it grew.
That condition limited the ability's effective range.
With that thought, Dio's gaze sharpened, and his figure flashed as he bulldozed into the crowd like a monster of boundless strength.
At the same time, he released a little of his presence to prevent the people on the outside from squeezing in after him.
Finally, with a casual sweep of his hand, he