A Bizarre Adventure Starting with One-Punch Man

That night.

After finally managing to get Chi-Chi to sleep, Goku cared for her until she fell into a deep sleep. Then, he tiptoed out of the room and found Piccolo and Johnson, who had been waiting outside Master Roshi's house for a long time. He said urgently, "Johnson, Hayaku Hayaku! I'm all ready!"

Qiao Sen blinked and suddenly realized that the Sun Wukong in front of him and Saitama rushing to the supermarket for a sale were unexpectedly overlapping.

The two have quite a few things in common, such as being exactly 1.75 meters tall and being exceptionally good fighters.

The only difference is probably the amount of hair!

Polite Saitama: Damn it!

"Huh?" Thinking of this, Johnson couldn't help but smile and said, "Are you really ready? Did you bring Bulma's capsule?"

Sun Wukong paced anxiously, lowering his voice and saying urgently, "I brought it! Don't waste any more time. If Chi-Chi finds out, I won't be able to leave!"

"What about the Senzu Beans I gave you during the day?"

"I brought it too, I brought it too!"

“Alright,” Johnson nodded and stopped teasing him. His spatial power spread out and enveloped the two of them. “Then let’s set off.”

As they spoke, the three figures blurred as if moving at high speed, and when they reappeared, they had already arrived at the Temple of the Gods.

"Johnson, Goku, and..." Kami, accompanied by Mr. Popo, came forward. Upon seeing himself, who resembled a younger version of himself, he gripped his staff tightly. "Piccolo!"

Seeing that both the gods and Mr. Popo looked as if they were facing a formidable enemy, Piccolo crossed his arms and snorted coldly, his expression and body language conveying hostility and disdain.

You are old, God!

The advantage is mine!

Strictly speaking, the first Piccolo Daimaō was the true evil half-god.

The current second-generation Hikari is actually an inheritor with a completely new personality.

This inheritance is indeed comprehensive. The current Piccolo and Kami are still two "splits" that split off from the same Namekian, but upon closer examination, there are still differences.

This time, Goku stepped forward and said, "Sage, Piccolo is now also one of Earth's warriors. In order to fight against the invaders from space, let's put the past behind us for now, okay?"

Since Johnson was an outsider, he was only responsible for guiding the way.

He doesn't intend to get involved in Earth's internal affairs, so it's most appropriate to let Sun Wukong handle the negotiations.

The old god hesitated for a moment, then looked deeply at Wukong, seemingly moved by the sincerity and determination in his eyes.

Piccolo didn't refute Goku's words, after all, he was the one asking for a favor, and not starting a fight right away was already giving him face.

The current silence is an admission of consent.

Piccolo, who was not even eight years old, was actually very simple-minded. He just wanted to kill Goku to avenge the original Piccolo.

Sun Wukong's power has now far surpassed his own, and he will absolutely not let go of any opportunity to become stronger.

After a long internal struggle, the old god finally nodded slowly and said, "Alright, since that's the case, you two touch each other's bodies, and I will take you to see Lord Yama."

"Wait a minute, God," just as the God was about to lead the two away, Qiao Sen suddenly raised his hand like a primary school student and said, "My world probably doesn't have an underworld, so could you take me along this time so I can see it for myself?"

The Heavenly God: "..."

The original two-person group plus Bick was already crowded enough, and then suddenly Johnson showed up to hitch a ride, leaving the god speechless.

It felt like I'd inexplicably assembled a small underworld tourism team.

After a moment's thought, the old deity made a decision: "Normally, without exceptions, living people are not allowed to go to the underworld at will. However, this is an exception, so taking you along, Qiao Sen, is not out of the question..."

Upon hearing that there was hope, Johnson quickly expressed his gratitude, saying, "Thank you very much, God!"

"Hmm," the god nodded, placing a hand on Sun Wukong's shoulder. "When you get to the underworld, you must stay close to me. Many places there are connected to the deeper levels of hell. If you fall in, you'll never be able to come back."

Chapter 257 Journey to the Underworld

Piccolo glanced at Kami, then, not to be outdone, reached out and grabbed Goku's other shoulder forcefully.

Sun Wukong: ?

Why are you using so much force? Don't you want to eat fried dough?

Johnson put his hand on Piccolo's shoulder and assured the god, "Don't worry, I promise I won't run away!"

"Then hold on tight!"

The old god nodded.

Before the words were finished, the four figures blurred for a moment and then disappeared into the temple in a flash.

Mr. Bobo was left alone, quietly waiting for his god to return.

……

Hades.

Amidst the boundless yellow clouds, stood clusters of ancient-style palaces, and countless spirits with halos above their heads and no legs were lining up to enter the most magnificent hall.

Because there were underworld devils with blue or red faces and fangs everywhere, holding loudspeakers to maintain order, the long line was very orderly thanks to their hard work.

"See those buildings over there? That's the underworld."

"What you see are ghosts who have just fallen into the underworld. Their fate, whether they go to heaven or hell, is decided by King Yama."

Walking on the road to the underworld, the old god explained some common knowledge about the underworld to the three people behind him.

Sun Wukong looked around curiously, Piccolo remained silent, while Johnson focused on the countless ghosts in the underworld.

Most of these ghosts are flickering, eerie blue flames, occasionally showing their faces from when they were alive, before quickly disappearing again.

Clearly, the vast majority of spirits are unable to maintain a physical form. After death, they are in a daze and are forcibly drawn to the underworld by the rules and forces of this world.

Only those who have achieved great feats, such as Goku and Krillin, or notorious villains, such as Frieza and Cell, can retain a complete consciousness after death and even continue to use their living bodies.

Of course, it's also possible that there are just too many other characters besides the main characters, and the veteran artist was too lazy to draw them.

Although the position of the Earth God is a bit low, he is still a god.

Thanks to this, the gods and their party still received some preferential treatment.

They traveled smoothly through the underworld and quickly cut in line to enter the Yama King's palace.

"What? So many living people want to see King Kai?"

The image of Yama is like a larger version of the Bull Demon King, also wearing a bull-horned hat, with a rugged, bearded face and an expression that looks somewhat impatient.

"This Goku has quite a few achievements, so we can make an exception for him, but Piccolo... well, let's forget about him too," He frowned as He glanced at Goku, Piccolo, and Johnson, his gaze lingering on Johnson, and said, "But Earth's Kami, why did you bring a living person from outside this universe to the underworld?"

"I'm so sorry, Your Majesty..." The old god nervously wiped his sweat and said ingratiatingly, "The matter happened suddenly. We just learned that Earth is about to be invaded by the Saiyans. This news was brought to us by Johnson, so we took the liberty of coming to see you. Please forgive our rudeness and help the billions of living beings on Earth!"

"Hmph, they'll all have to come down here to report sooner or later anyway," Yama snorted, then said, "Since that's the case, let them walk the snake path by their own abilities. Just remember to be careful not to fall off. If anything happens, I won't be responsible, especially..."

“Especially you,” he said, turning his gaze to Johnson with a malicious sneer, “if you die, your soul will be under my control.”

Johnson nodded, his expression unchanged: "Okay, I'll be careful."

The old god wiped his sweat profusely: "Haha... Your Majesty, you still love to joke around..."

"Do you think I'm kidding?"

Yama's face darkened, and a powerful aura emanating from his divine position enveloped the entire hall. The ghosts waiting at the party were like candles flickering in the wind, and even the old gods felt their hearts leap into their throats, trembling with fear.

The only ones who remained unchanged were Qiao Sen and his two companions. Sun Wukong, because of his pure heart, sensed that Yama had no murderous intent, so he was naturally not afraid.

Piccolo, on the other hand, was determined, had extreme confidence in his own strength, and did not yield to the King of Hell.

As a transmigrator, Qiao Sen was even less afraid. He knew that although the King of Hell held a high position, he always followed the rules and often suffered setbacks, having to seek help from powerful deceased figures.

Knowing these little-known secrets, Yama's towering figure suddenly became as harmless as the Bull Demon King.

It's even kind of cute after watching it a lot.

"Tch," Yama's imposing aura suddenly vanished, and the entire hall seemed as if nothing had happened. "You have no sense of humor. Hey you, take these Earthlings to the Snake Path."

"Yes, my lord."

A little devil wearing a shirt and tie next to Yama adjusted his glasses and respectfully replied.

If it weren't for the two devil horns on its head, this little devil, whose face was no different from that of an ordinary person, would look no different from any other ordinary office worker on Earth.

The kid who received the task put down the documents in his hand, stepped down from his workstation, and said politely, "Those of you who are going to see Lord Kai, please follow me!"

The old god solemnly instructed, "Goku, you must learn the real skills from King Kai! The battle a year from now will depend on you!"

Ignored, Piccolo snorted and secretly vowed to become the world's number one again before Goku!

"Don't worry, I'll definitely do my best!" Sun Wukong said with a smile as he walked away. "Please tell Chi-Chi that I'll be home as soon as my training is over!"

"Uh...ok."

Outside the Hall of the King of Hell.

The little devil asked the three to wait a moment, and then an old-fashioned Beetle-style car drove up from the parking lot next to him, its exhaust fumes still spitting out.

This move left Sun Wukong dumbfounded, and even Piccolo was starting to lose his composure.

As Sun Wukong got into the car, he asked, "I was just about to ask, how come there are so many things in the underworld that exist on Earth?"

"Since everyone comes to the underworld after death, there's no shortage of tech-savvy people here," the little devil replied with a smile. "Since it's useful technology, our underworld should naturally keep up with the times!"

"All right……"