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"Found you!"
Upon hearing the sound, Xia Yan felt his neck stiffen instantly, and his whole body trembled uncontrollably as if he had suffered a stroke.
He suppressed his fear and turned his head trembling toward the source of the sound.
A pair of dull yellow pupils, horizontal like a goat's, met Xia Yan's gaze.
Xia Yan's thoughts went blank.
"..."
"grass!!!"
He frantically crawled out using both his hands and feet.
Snapped!
The next second, a sharp claw with pointed nails grabbed his neck at an odd angle, forcibly pulled him out from under the bed, and lifted him into the air.
His limbs were bleeding profusely from the friction against the rough ground as he was being dragged, but he couldn't care less about the minor pain now.
This was the first time Xia Yan had ever seen what this man-eating monster looked like.
Pulling him out from under the bed, the person holding him in mid-air was actually a boy who looked about his age!
He looked to be about thirteen or fourteen years old, and was even half a head shorter than Xia Yan. Overall, he looked no different from an ordinary person, but his muscles were unusually developed.
She wore two short, pointed horns on her forehead, and her skin appeared paler than that of an average person.
His face had several horizontal ghost lines that matched his hair color.
Thanks to him, Xia Yan no longer needs to worry about what time and place he has traveled to.
He has confirmed the world he is in!
Demon Slayer: Kimetsu no Yaiba.
The underlying logic is full of tragedy, and the author keeps adding angst. When they finally release some fan service scenes, the videos on the exclusive video websites are all modified versions of the animation.
Thinking back to how he used to have to pay for a premium membership just to watch an animated film and still have to go to pirated websites to find the uncensored version, Xia Yan felt a wave of annoyance.
"Found you! Hehehehe..."
"Hahahaha—"
This distinctive green-haired ghost looked at Xia Yan, its mouth splitting to its ears, revealing two sharp fangs. Its face resembled a Halloween pumpkin head, and it didn't seem very intelligent.
"Hiding it under the bed is way too obvious, kid! I hid it much better than you did back in the day..."
"Could it be that you actually let me find out on purpose, and there's another younger brother or sister hiding in the room?"
As he spoke, the green-haired turtle, holding Xia Yan in one hand like he was carrying an IV drip, began rummaging around the small wooden house like a madman.
"Where are you? Where are you hiding?!"
Damn it, I can't breathe!
Xia Yan, who was being held in mid-air, was foaming at the mouth and struggling.
The other person wasn't pinching very hard; it was just the right amount of pressure that made Xia Yan gasp for breath, but not enough to compress the blood vessels in his neck and cause him to lose consciousness due to cerebral ischemia.
It allows Xia Yan to clearly feel the entire process of his suffocation.
Xia Yan subconsciously tried to pry open the green-haired ghost's fingers, but the other's fingers wouldn't budge like they were in a vise.
Instead, her fingernails left scratches on her neck.
As the suffocation lasted longer, Xia Yan's consciousness gradually emptied, and his lips turned a purplish-brown. Pain and despair slowly seeped into Xia Yan's heart like a swamp.
At this moment, Xia Yan had only one thought in his mind—
"Damn it! Where's my cheat code? Where's my system? It's been fourteen years! If they don't come back soon, I'm really going to die!!!"
At this moment, time stood still.
Chapter Three: Xia Yan and his companions from another era meet here.
In that instant, time seemed to stand still; the air stopped flowing, and the firelight ceased flickering.
The green-haired ghost, who was rummaging through drawers and cabinets in this small room of less than 20 square meters, stood frozen in place with a grotesque expression on his face.
The drool that was originally sliding down his lips was hanging in mid-air, making his ferocious face look somewhat dazed.
At the same time, Xia Yan felt as if his soul had left his body, switching to a third-person perspective to look at everything in front of him.
"My cheat code has arrived!?"
At this moment, Xia Yan's heart was filled with endless anticipation.
After all, no matter what changes occur, there will be no danger of being eaten by evil spirits as if they were still alive.
Next second,
His gaze rapidly stretched outwards, and the speed continued to increase.
Everything around Xia Yan left a long afterimage in his eyes, before turning into an indistinguishable long line.
The world has been transformed into a passageway made of colorful threads.
Xia Yan's consciousness traveled through the tunnel, with countless universes and dazzling starry rivers appearing before his eyes, and the theme song from interstellar travel seemed to play in his ears.
However, Xia Yan soon realized that he was not hallucinating.
Rather, there is indeed music echoing in this starry sky.
"I give up. Not only are you so many years late, but your system even has a startup sound effect, huh?!"
"Is this a legitimate system?!"
"Why does the system have background music when it starts up? And what's with this background music that makes me want to use my brain?"
"If it's a system, it should play background music like 'Wind Spirit Moon Shadow,' music that makes you feel incredibly safe! I'm about to die! Playing this weak and powerless background music doesn't give me any sense of security at all! Bastard!!"
As Xia Yan's吐槽 (tu cao, meaning to complain or criticize) voice rang out, the background music that resounded through the starry sky stopped, and he traversed the entire galaxy and arrived in a pure white space.
"One thing to say, one thing to say, indeed."
A voice of agreement rang out behind Xia Yan, clearly indicating that his previous complaints and grumbling had been heard.
Xia Yan has nothing to be afraid of now. He's already here, so the worst that can happen is he'll die.
With a "let's just give up" mentality, he looked back.
She is not the person I imagined.
Four handsome faces that looked very familiar came into his view.
These four handsome men look like brothers. At first glance, they seem to look exactly alike, but upon closer inspection, they each have their own unique characteristics, just like different artists drawing the same character.
If I had to point out something, it would be the difference in art style, age, and attire.
The leader was 197cm tall, with broad, muscular shoulders like tires.
He looks to be only in his early twenties, but anyone who sees him would think he is a mature, steady, and very reliable adult.
The three people standing next to me were also quite distinctive.
One of them was a bird-man with black skin, white fur, and a pair of black wings on his back. He had a ball of flame burning on the back of his head. He looked to be about seventeen or eighteen years old, but he was already more than two meters tall, half a head taller than the burly man in the lead.
He looks like he grew up on hormones; I wonder if he'll develop osteoporosis from being so tall.
The other one had long, straight black hair and looked to be the youngest, only five or six years old. His eyes looked like he had white eyes.
The third one looks quite normal; he appears to be an ordinary college student, about 197cm tall. However, he is wearing a hospital gown and has a very gloomy demeanor.
"I was quite disappointed that it wasn't the guide girl who showed up, but seeing you guys, I roughly know what kind of trick this is..."
These four handsome faces, which he saw in the mirror almost every day, made Xia Yan understand what his system was all about.
"As you can see, I'm traversing countless worlds at the same time. Welcome to the [Xia Yan Mutual Aid Space]. My name is Toujou Natsuhiko, from the world of JoJo's Bizarre Adventure."
JOJO Natsuhiko spoke very naturally, clearly indicating that this wasn't the first time he had introduced himself this way.
Birdman Xia Yan: "In the world of One Piece, the Lunaria race, my name is still Xia Yan."
Byakugan Natsuhiko: "Naruto World, Hinata Natsuhiko."
Patient Xia Yan: "Ajin, still with the same name, Xia Yan."
“Natsuhiko Narukami, from the world of Demon Slayer.” Seeing that all of Natsuhiko’s eyes were focused on him, Natsuhiko shrugged.
"Indeed, both your name and hair color are very characteristic of the Pillar Slayer. Just based on your name and hairstyle, you must be at least a Pillar or one of the Twelve Demon Moons."
"Calling me Narukami Tsuki is so cringeworthy. If someone called me that on the street, I'd want to roll on the ground in frustration."
"And with this kind of highlighted hair color and exaggerated hairstyle, it seems you are destined for great things."
Several Natsuhikos teased Natsuhiko from Demon Slayer.
Chapter Four: The First Xia Yan Mutual Aid Council
Indeed, as the other Xia Yans said, although Xia Yan's parents in the Demon Slayer world had very ordinary black hair, it was as if he had undergone a genetic mutation.
It became a gradient hair color that transitioned from gray and white to dark blue, with some indigo patterns in between, making it look like a tornado carrying thunder and lightning.
Moreover, his hair is extremely stiff, so stiff that he can create the same hairstyle as Nurarihyon without hair wax.
With that cool hair color and exaggerated hairstyle, this person looks like he's a real card player.
"Is this the time to criticize my hairstyle?! I'm practically dying right now. If I couldn't confirm that you're all me, I'd think I was hallucinating before I died!"
"And with One Piece and Naruto all here, why isn't Bleach here!? Are you looking down on me, the great poet of '98?"
The overly silly atmosphere even made Natsuhiko from Demon Slayer start to complain.
None of these people are serious; I really don't know how they developed these kinds of personalities.
Before he transmigrated, he was clearly a very mature and composed person, and now he is a model of cold and noble temperament. How come he became a silly goose in other worlds when he was also Xia Yan?
At this moment, a teenager who had a very poor understanding of himself sighed inwardly.
Demon Slayer Natsuhiko: "By the way, what's the use of this system?"
JOJO Natsuhiko: "From what I can see, this system has three functions!"