I am Jinshan Youxia

“It’s Shinpachi! Shinpachi!” Shimura Shinpachi retorted.

"Stop arguing!" A member of the Shinsengumi, who was in charge of supervising the detainees at the police station, walked in and loudly stopped the two people's nonsensical argument. His gaze fell on the motionless man, and his expression became serious: "He really isn't breathing."

Sakata Gintoki watched as he looked around, then pulled out a handful of small coins, picked one up, and threw it at the corpse, saying, "Hey, hey, hey, why don't you come in and take a look!"

"What a joke! What if the guy inside is just faking his death?!" the Shinsengumi member replied confidently.

The man, who hadn't been breathing, suddenly raised his hand and swatted away the flying coin, his voice thick with drowsiness and nasal tone: "Stop fooling around."

The Shinsengumi members glared at Sakata Gintoki with long faces, then turned and left.

"Ha~ Ah," the man swayed as he stood up, yawning groggily. He turned his head and his gaze fell on Sakata Gintoki. Looking at his very distinctive attire, he perked up and said:

"Hey, buddy, how did you end up locked up here?"

Sakata Gintoki continued picking his nose with his little finger, his dead fish eyes wide, and said, "Probably... we accidentally ended up in the same room as terrorists, but we did our best to prevent a bombing!"

"We are innocent!" he declared emphatically, completely forgetting that it was one of the Yato clan members who was with him who detonated the time bomb.

"I see." The man nodded thoughtfully. "Is it just the beginning? Tsk."

"I am Zhang Chengyi, the Kingsoft Ranger Zhang Chengyi."

"It sounds like the name of a neighboring country," Sakata Gintoki said, stroking his chin. "Wow, his Japanese is actually that good!"

“Talent, it’s all talent,” Zhang Chengyi said shamelessly. “By the way, want to grab a drink together?”

Sakata Gintoki sat down, touching his hair, and sighed, "Ugh, we just got in here, and we don't know how long we'll be locked up. And those Shinsengumi—what are you doing?!"

Zhang Chengyi gripped the cell door, turned around, and asked with a puzzled look, "Of course, we're going out for a drink?"

His body belonged to a Japanese samurai who died somewhere, his identity unknown. After being resurrected and briefly learning that he was in the world of Gintama, he ran to Edo. Because he forgot about the strange "Sword Abolishment Order," he was arrested by the police on the street.

Normally, he should have run away with the knife, but the computing power of Doraemon's body in the Naruto world wasn't enough, and the computing power of many of his world clones had also been borrowed. So he simply volunteered to be 'arrested,' came in safely, and lent his computing power to speed up the Naruto world—

It's all done now, and Doraemon's body has embarked on a journey to save other worlds. Unfortunately, after completely mastering the Naruto world, he didn't gain any authority to create worlds or anything else. He only gained the authority to link to other 'Naruto' worlds around him, such as theatrical versions, anime versions, Boruto versions, fan-made versions, and so on.

Originally, it didn't matter, but after a complete failure, the white dumpling world that swallowed the Inuyasha world gained the ability to create worlds, which made the ability to replicate reality from illusion a highly sought-after commodity.

As long as it's brought into the White Dumpling World, it can take on the effect of a [virtual machine], allowing for the testing of different rules merging in advance within the virtual world. If successful, it can be rewritten; if it fails, it can be erased. Even if some problems arise within the world in the future, cleaning up the mess won't be so troublesome; just rewrite it using the rules of the Naruto world.

Moreover, chakra is highly compatible; it can be created by combining physical energy and mental energy. What was originally a weakness of not being able to be easily preserved becomes an advantage when faced with a large number of power systems. It can be extracted whenever needed without hindering the mastery of other power systems.

It was a stroke of luck, albeit by a twist of fate.

Sakata Gintoki exclaimed in a trembling voice, "This is clearly a prison break!"

"Oh, you mean this?" Zhang Chengyi grinned. "The famous White Demon wouldn't be afraid of something so trivial, would he?"

He doesn't care about being wanted or anything. The upper limit of samurai in the Gintama world is very high. Just think about the significance of shattering a spaceship. It's not some mysterious power system. It's just about being strong enough to send bricks flying. There's no ki or anything like that. Just being physically strong is the easiest thing to increase your stats on.

Of course, there's no upper limit; once you max out your Constitution points, it's over.

The advantage is that he can instantly become one of the top experts among humans. With the help of various top-tier combat skills from all over the world and the disguised [Time Control] that temporarily accelerates the flow of matter in his body, he doesn't need to fear individual opponents as long as he has a knife in his hand. He is very strong even when he is empty-handed.

This is the confidence that being cheated gave him.

Oh right, the reason it looks like it's not breathing is because it contributed its computing power to adjust the world's rules, causing its body to forget how to breathe. Luckily, its body is strong enough to be superhuman, otherwise it would have suffocated.

Sakata Gintoki's deadpan expression vanished instantly, replaced by a cold, stern voice: "Seriously, one after another, these guys living in the past keep popping up. It's really going to be—"

"If you don't want to go out, then forget it. You're such a nagging old man." Zhang Chengyi had already walked out of the cell halfway through his sentence.

"#"

Anger veins appeared on Sakata Gintoki's forehead.

"Gin, what is it you want?" Shinpachi Shimura said from next door. "That Mr. Zhang has already gone over there."

"Wow, that's amazing! They took down the Shinsengumi samurai in an instant!"

"He's a swordless warrior, truly remarkable," he exclaimed.

"Shinpachi, how do you see that so clearly?" Sakata Gintoki asked loudly.

Shinpachi Shimura stood in the corridor outside the cell, scratching his head, and said, "It's probably because Mr. Zhang opened all the other cells along the way."

"Kagura has already run out."

Sakata Gintoki's expression immediately changed. "Find that guy quickly! I don't want to become a wanted criminal!"

"Wait, you're saying he opened all the other cells?!"

The Edo police station detained specific individuals in specific locations; these individuals were suspected of being anti-foreign patriots, so…

"Oh no!" He revealed his pained expression.

Chapter 508: Prison break successful!

Are the Shinsengumi members really that bad?

When Sakata Gintoki brought Shimura Shinpachi to the cell, Okita Sougo, the captain of the Shinsengumi's First Division, was already lying on the ground.

"You bastard—"

Shinsengumi Vice-Commander Hijikata Toshiro, wielding his katana, led his men over and saw several members of the First Division fighting a large group of anti-foreign patriots who were supposed to be imprisoned. Okita Sougo, who was at the entrance, had already fallen, and an anti-foreign patriot who had been brought in some time ago was taking Okita Sougo's sword and immediately began to charge.

"What are you going to do to my men?!" he roared, casually slicing down two anti-foreign activists who attacked him, kicking another away, raising his katana, and then—

He turned and ran.

Damn it, Okita's cannon has been confiscated!

"Get out of the way!" Zhang Chengyi shouted with a strong voice. The Shinsengumi and the anti-foreign patriots who were originally entangled immediately scattered and fled. He pulled the trigger.

"Whoosh! Boom!"

With the sound of an explosion and a bright flash of light, the walls of the police station were blown apart on the spot. Due to the wooden structure, burning debris flew everywhere, causing the entire wall to quickly catch fire, which continued to spread towards the building.

In the flickering firelight, Sakata Gintoki's expression was completely blank, his mouth agape, his eyes rolled back, as if he had been completely burned out.

He felt he couldn't explain why, as soon as he went in, the anti-foreign activists immediately started breaking out of prison and even bombing the police station.

"Charge! As long as we can get there!"

A bearded man shouted, and the anti-foreign activists immediately echoed his cry:

"Charge! As long as we can get there!"

Even Kagura stood in the crowd and shouted along—

Ok? !

Sakata Gintoki turned around shakily, only to be grabbed by Shimura Shinpachi: "Gintoki, where are you going?"

"Time machine, time machine, let's hurry and find the time machine!"

"What a joke! Doraemon is just a comic book. Don't try to find fantasy in reality!"

Just as Sakata Gintoki was about to say something more, he caught a glimpse of Zhang Chengyi walking leisurely away with Okita Sougo's sword and scabbard. He glanced at Hijikata Toshiro, who had been blasted away and was unconscious, and chased after him without hesitation.

Kagura ran away without even realizing it; how could he possibly stay behind to turn himself in?

The two quickly followed behind and arrived at the road near the police station.

"If you are patriots who oppose foreigners, is your leader Katsura Kotaro?"

Zhang Chengyi shook his head from side to side, looking at the anti-foreign patriots with a curious expression, and asked, "Could you take me to see him?"

"..."

The anti-foreign patriots looked at each other in bewilderment. The bearded man who had been the first to shout for a charge hesitated and said, "Sir, we are not Mr. Gui's subordinates."

“We are the Ronin Group,” he said with some pride.

They were those radical anti-foreign activists.

Sakata Gintoki thought to himself.

Of course, none of the anti-foreign patriots were not radical; they all wanted to use violence to drive away the harm caused by the Amanto and uphold the dignity of the samurai nation. Katsura and his group of anti-foreign patriots were relatively peaceful and had some brains; they did not directly kill all the Amanto and shogunate officials with a single blow.

The Ronin group was simple and brutal; anyone associated with the Amanto had to die, including the Shogunate. Assassinating officials was a common tactic.

"Oh." Zhang Chengyi's interested expression vanished instantly, and he waved casually, "Bye-bye."

Then, right there in front of everyone, he patted his behind and left.

He doesn't seem like a powerful samurai who led the anti-foreign patriots in their prison break at all.

The bearded man hesitated, then could only watch Zhang Chengyi leave. There was nothing he could do; Zhang Chengyi had specifically asked to meet Katsura Kotaro, and even after they introduced themselves, the man wasn't interested. Continuing to approach him would only embarrass the Ronin Group.

"Bye-bye~" Kagura waved goodbye happily.

"Wait, who are you?" The bearded man was stunned. Was this little girl one of their members?

It doesn't look like it.

"Excuse me, excuse me." Sakata Gintoki walked politely through the group of clueless anti-foreign activists, grabbed Kagura, looked around, and shouted:

"Run!" He then grabbed Kagura with his arm and started running.

If the Ronin Group discovers that Kagura is an Amanto, something terrible is definitely going to happen.

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Five minutes later, in a small alley.

"Hu! Hu! Hu!"

Sakata Gintoki leaned against the wall with one hand, panting heavily.

Kagura, who was tucked under her armpit, stood as straight as a stick. She looked up and said, "Gintoki, I want to eat vinegar seaweed, aru."

"It seems you've been following me all this way, White Demon."

Zhang Chengyi's voice came from the alley entrance, "What's the matter?"

Sakata Gintoki suddenly looked up, held his breath for a moment, then rhythmically adjusted his breathing. His sharp eyes turned into dead fish eyes in less than a second. "Yeah, I wonder if your invitation from earlier still counts?"

He was very concerned about this guy, who was powerful, knew him and Gui, and was even imprisoned in a cell suspected of being an anti-foreign patriot.

The fact that the other party was looking for Gui was enough for him to 'get to know' this guy.

"Sure," Zhang Chengyi said with a smile. "It's my treat. What would you like to eat?"

"I want to eat barbecue, aru!" Kagura raised her hand high, which normally resembled raising her hand to answer a question in class, but with her arm tucked under her armpit and her head as the reference point, her arm was raised at a forty-degree angle, like some kind of etiquette that couldn't be said directly.