Crossover Anime: Starting from Jobless Reincarnation

Crossover Anime: Starting from Jobless Reincarnation

Author: Kiss Li

Summary:

Jiang Feng transmigrated to the world of Musou Reincarnation.

Good news: He stole the God's wool.

Bad news: He's been blacklisted by the main god.

Thus began his journey through the myriad worlds.

[Worlds include: Jobless Reincarnation, Sword Art Online, Demon Slayer, Seirei Tsukai no Blade Dance, Konosuba: God's Blessing on This Wonderful World!, DanMachi, and The World's Top Assassin Reincarnated as a Noble in Another World, etc.]

Chapter 1 Preface

That night.

The lights in the distance flickered.

A gentle night breeze caressed the boy, who calmly gazed at the distant moon.

The hazy moonlight shone down, casting a sliver of moonlight on the street before the boy's eyes.

He took out his phone with some worry. It was a phone he had just bought not long ago, but now two lines of clear small text were displayed on the screen.

Do you want to understand the meaning of life? Do you want to truly live?

Yes

The boy's name is Jiang Feng. He is eighteen years old, from China, and has just finished taking the college entrance examination. He is waiting for his admission notice. Although his family is not wealthy, they are considered well-off. His parents are alive and well, and although they are always away working, their life is quite good.

In short, he felt fine as he was, and he didn't want to understand the meaning of life or become a lackey of the Lord God.

But these two options really left him speechless.

He himself enjoys surfing the internet, and these two sentences have been overused on a certain Chinese website.

He had fantasized about this scenario, but hesitated when it actually came to reality.

Jiang Feng had also suspected that it might be a virus sent by a hacker, just waiting for that chuunibyou (middle school syndrome) to click on it, so that he could take away the chuunibyou's WeChat and bank cards.

After much hesitation, I ultimately didn't light it.

No matter how you look at it, it's always better not to click.

Then, the phone has been on since last night, and thanks to it, Jiang Feng hasn't used his phone all day.

He tried to take someone else's phone, and then he found that the screen, which was originally lit, went black and the two lines of text reappeared.

Jiang Feng fell into deep thought.

He pondered silently.

He had no clue.

Let's return to the question at hand: What are the key points?

I have a feeling that ordering this will lead to something really bad.

After all, these two options, one is yes and the other is yes, are like signing a contract of servitude.

Lost in thought, he found himself walking on the quiet, dark street.

But the next moment, he no longer had to worry.

A portal to another world hurtled toward him at incredible speed. He barely had time to react. The immense inertia and impact shattered the scene, and with the sounds of metal scraping and tearing, Jiang Feng was sent flying like a kite with a broken string.

The excruciating pain shot through him, and almost instantly, his consciousness was overwhelmed by the agony.

Then he lost consciousness.

Jiang Feng had no idea where the car came from. It was as if the car appeared out of thin air. Logically speaking, such a high speed should be quite ear-piercing in such a quiet night.

But he clearly didn't hear a sound at all; the car seemed to have suddenly appeared from the side.

When Jiang Feng opened his eyes again, he saw a world of white.

He looked around in confusion. All around him was a gray mist, hazy and indistinct, making it difficult to see clearly.

Feeling his body, with all four limbs intact and without the tragic aftermath of the car accident, Jiang Feng tried to take a step forward. His feet touched the white world, and ripples spread across it.

Jiang Feng frowned in thought; barring any unforeseen circumstances, he was probably dead.

It's really strange. First, there was that text message, and this time they came directly to pick someone up by car.

Are there so many ways to travel through time in this world today?

And they were afraid he wouldn't agree; how could they still make a living doing time travel these days?

But what should we do now?

He tried to speak, but found that he couldn't make a sound at all. To be precise, he opened his mouth to speak, but no sound came out.

It's as if this region is a vacuum zone.

He looked around in confusion, and after waiting for a while, no god or the goddess of wisdom who called herself Aqua appeared. He became a little irritated.

Jiang Feng muttered to himself: You forced people to come here, and now that they're working here, there isn't even a single person who calls themselves a senior.

And so he simply began to wander aimlessly.

A vast, boundless white world, with no end in sight.

In this vast, white world, only this young boy walks alone.

There is no one else, only yourself.

I don't know how far I've gone, or how many steps I've taken.

Finally, as a sense of loneliness began to spread in the boy's heart, loneliness and solitude transformed into fear and assailed him.

From initially looking around anxiously to now remaining silent, he simply walked on calmly.

The journey was long and lifeless; not a sound could be heard, nor a sign of life could be seen.

There was no color, just a vast expanse of white, and only silence.

This is?

Jiang Feng smiled bitterly.

He came, but there was no god; all that was left for him was this vast, white world.

He was somewhat tired and weak.

He wanted to sit down and rest for a while.

So Jiang Feng sat on the ground, and the white world rippled once again.

He began to look up at the world around him.

A world of white, devoid of color and warmth, just a vast expanse of white.

This vast white world is like a painting waiting for an artist to splash ink, or a brand new book waiting for an author to write.

A bold idea inexplicably popped into Jiang Feng's mind: there is no supreme god, nor a goddess; perhaps, he himself is the author of this world?

He began to recall the quiet night before he was hit by the car.

Night fell over the city, and bright neon lights flickered in the darkness. Fewer and fewer pedestrians were on the streets, with only a few drunkards staggering along. The night breeze rustled the leaves, making a soft whispering sound.

The brightly lit skyscrapers in the distance resembled a giant castle standing in the darkness. The shops lining the streets were closed, with only a few late-night eateries still open. Enticing aromas wafted from them, making mouths water.

Suddenly, a cat slipped out from the street corner and quietly approached the trash can. It sniffed it, then stuck out its tongue and licked it, making a slurping sound. A dog nearby also started barking, breaking the tranquility of the night.

He walked through the city under the cover of night.

The stars twinkled in the sky, like countless diamonds adorning the black canvas. The moon peeked out, casting a soft glow. A nightingale sang in the distance, its clear voice echoing through the air.

The city under the night sky seemed like a mysterious world, full of unknowns and imagination. It made Jiang Feng feel refreshed, but also lonely and isolated.

The world began to change. The once white world was turned upside down. Jiang Feng looked up and saw that the sky was no longer a white world, but a pitch-black night. The bright moonlight shone down with silver light, and the streets began to become lively. A black and white cat appeared in front of him. Scenes began to spread rapidly from Jiang Feng as the center. Jiang Feng stood there, just standing there quietly.

The loneliness disappeared, the fear of the unknown dissipated, and it was replaced by a strong sense of novelty.

P.S.: Please read to the end, please! It's so hard to create derivative fanfiction. Without reading, you can't get any initial approval, and without approval, there are no results. Without results, the book won't be published, and the author will starve.

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Chapter 2 Beginning

Jiang Feng began to unleash his imagination, painting a series of magnificent pictures. The boundless ocean, with its rolling waves, seemed to want to devour everything; the starry night sky, like Van Gogh's "Starry Night," displayed the profundity of the universe; the towering Mount Everest, reaching into the clouds, stood tall and majestic, revealing a solemn and tranquil beauty.

Jiang Feng transforms the world in his heart into vivid paintings. His world, from the delicate depictions of flowers, trees, and shrubs to the grand scale of rivers and mountains, all evoke awe at the wonder and beauty of nature. Even the smallest insects are rendered with lifelike realism.

A vast and boundless ocean, a star-studded night sky, and snow-capped mountains that reach straight to the heavens.

He was like a quick-witted painter, engrossed in painting one world after another.

From the vastness of rivers, mountains, and the universe; to the smallest things like flowers, trees, and mosquitoes.

It can be hazy or incredibly detailed.