Chapter 1: Encounter with a Weirdo

On the deep sea in the late night,

A wooden boat heading towards the island of Dorii, facing the terrifying towering waves head-on.

The sea water surging into the boat, passengers inside vomiting all over the place...

Amidst the violent rocking of the boat, mixed into a mess, emitting a more nauseating smell than durian stewed stinky tofu.

This made Gojo, who was already feeling dizzy in the corner, even paler.

"What a unsightly place..."

The one complaining was a white-haired teenager, about twelve years old, with a pair of sky-blue eyes resembling the ocean and the sky.

Looking at the chaotic passengers around him, and the white mist-like energy emanating from them...

While Gojo complained in his mind, he also calmly assessed the current situation—

He had traversed again.

...

Twelve years ago, he had experienced a similar encounter—

Due to a mud truck, he transmigrated to the parallel world of the manga "Jujutsu Kaisen," and was born into the Gojo family, one of the three great families of jujutsu, as a newborn baby.

And the name "Gojo saruto" was also decided at that time.

Although this was a world where various strange events frequently occurred, and it was exceptionally dangerous.

But the good news was, after traversing, he found himself incredibly lucky to have the same cursed techniques as the "strongest jujutsu sorcerer" in the original work, Satoru Gojo...

Possessing the same ability to see through the essence of "cursed energy" with his blue eyes, the "Six Eyes."

As a naturally talented individual who inherited both the Gojo family's "Limitless Cursed Technique" and the "Six Eyes," becoming a figure as powerful as the "throughout Heaven and Earth, I Alone Am the honoured one" was only a matter of time.

Such a wonderful start.

Definitely worth celebrating with a few bottles of champagne!

But now...

After many years of traversing again, Gojo woke up in such a crowded cabin.

His senses—sight, smell, hearing, and everything else—were tortured, completely a world of difference.

...

At this moment, Gojo finally digested the vast amount of information that flooded into his mind with the traversal, and he breathed a sigh of relief.

"The voices are finally not so chaotic..."

This information forced him to learn the common language of this world in just a short ten minutes.

But it also made his head feel like a scorching furnace, causing him to grimace in pain and turn pale, instead of being affected by the violently shaking boat like the others.

After a little adjustment, Gojo could finally understand the idle chatter of the passengers around him.

Next to him, a big uncle who vomited profusely happened to curse:

"Damn it! How much longer until we reach Dorii Island? Once I become a 'Hunter,' I'll never take this kind of crappy boat again!"

"Tsk, just you? If people like you can become Hunters, there'll be Hunters all over the streets in the future! Hahaha!"

"That's right! It's said... that there hasn't been a single qualified person in the Hunter Exam for three years! Let me tell you, no one will pass this year either!"

"..."

During the process of cooling down his head, Gojo hid in the corner, eavesdropping on the idle chatter of the passengers around him, and confirmed one thing—

This was the world of "Hunter x Hunter."

And the destination of this ship happened to be Dorii Island, where the Hunter Exam was held.

"So, the white mist-like energy scattered around these people is 'Nen.'"

Gojo glanced at the passengers around him, looking at the clusters of energy of various sizes on their bodies, and defaulted to this speculation.

"Well... most of them are ordinary people."

For the fact that he could see the existence of "Nen," Gojo did not show much surprise, his face was very calm.

After all, being able to control one's emotions properly and not showing obvious fluctuations is a basic skill that a qualified sorcerer must master.

And... it was the figure not far in front of him, dressed in a glamorous manner, that Gojo was more concerned about—

That was a red-haired man with makeup of teardrops and stars on both cheeks, with his hair standing wildly.

He had handsome features, wearing a white coat with playing card suit patterns, with his waist exposed, and wrapped around his slender waist were layers of pink bandages.

At this moment, this man with a strange temperament was quietly stacking a tower of playing cards in front of him, always with a hint of a smile at the corner of his mouth.

Exuding a dangerous aura.

"Hisoka..."

Gojo recognized the man in front of him.

After all, such a dress was very special, coupled with that unique temperament...

Not only in the "Hunter x Hunter" series, even in all Japanese animations, it would be difficult to find a second existence similar to him.

Facing such a person who exuded a perverted atmosphere from head to toe, Gojo felt a sense of unease rising in his heart.

"Encountering this guy at the beginning, it's really unlucky..."

You know, Hisoka, nicknamed the diligent "Apple Orchard Farmer," was good at discovering young talents with potential, calling them "green apples," and waiting for the "fruits" to grow to the point where they were worth killing, and then reaping them.

Once targeted by him, sooner or later, he would find you and engage in a life-and-death battle.

He was a dangerous and troublesome guy.

Honestly, if possible, Gojo didn't want to have too much involvement with such an existence. After hesitating for a while, he decided to tell the truth:

"Gojo saruto."

When pronouncing the name, Gojo deliberately distinguished between the surname and the given name to facilitate the other party's understanding.

"A strange name."

Hisoka chuckled lightly, continuing to pile up the tower of playing cards casually, and casually said:

"I am a magician, Hisoka. Nice to meet you~"

Since he already knew the other person's name beforehand, Gojo just responded with a calm "Hmm" and had no further response.

Gojo lowered his head, drawing circles on the wooden floor beneath him, obviously feeling somewhat resentful about the other party mocking his name, thinking to himself:

"Obviously, your name is even weirder..."

While contemplating, Gojo noticed that the cursed energy in his body was being disturbed by a "foreign object," causing some confusion.

He raised his hand and looked at the palm of his hand...

"This is... aura?"

A strand of energy resembling white mist continuously emanated from the fingertips of both hands, and then stuck to the skin, slowly enveloping his whole body.

Gojo realized with a start, "My body is actually starting to 'adapt' to this world..."