I am Jinshan Youxia

The talents of each race are not particularly powerful in the vast universe, they have no power system at all, and their technology relies entirely on unique energy sources.

It's fair to say that the only interesting aspect is the entertainment value; there's absolutely nothing new about the power and rules.

Therefore, the Gintama world is meaningless, and it was abandoned even earlier than the Naruto world.

In fact, ever since the Doraemon world collapsed, Zhang Chengyi realized that his existence would cause the destruction of worlds with time travel due to the collapse of the timeline, and his focus had already shifted to saving the world.

Otherwise, he wouldn't have completely given up and even contributed all his computing power, but instead maintained a minimum level of activity to minimize the consumption of computing power.

If it weren't for the Yorozuya providing him with a lot of fun, he probably wouldn't have resorted to escaping from the police station.

As for the identity of the barbecue restaurant owner, to be precise, he should be the behind-the-scenes owner of more than five residential areas, three commercial centers and a large number of residential areas in Edo.

Don't be fooled by his constant efforts to improve himself; when it comes to making money, he's practically unstoppable.

The resources that can be swallowed are unlimited. In the context of the universe, there are too many precious plants and minerals in Gintama.

In addition, given Zhang Chengyi's honed communication skills honed across numerous worlds, it would be incredibly easy for him to use the God's Light Sphere to deduce a legitimate path to wealth by simply spending a little computing power, gathering sufficient intelligence through the cosmic network, and then devising a reasonable and legal way to make money.

Using the interstellar drug 'Reincarnation Village' as a starting point, he made contact with the space pirate Chunyu. Through money and his own strength, he used Chunyu as a springboard to contact more interstellar interest groups, obtain more information, and re-analyze events. He was adept at navigating between these groups, with money in one hand and intelligence in the other. After coming into contact with 'Celestial Beings', he quickly became a well-known Earthling among them in just over two months.

The universe is too vast. Perhaps many people have never heard of any anti-foreign patriots on Earth, but there is definitely no one in the Milky Way who hasn't heard of its cosmic behemoth, [Kingsoft].

When Zhang Chengyi returned to Earth, Night King Fengxian personally received him, and even a large amount of property was given to him in the name of Spring Rain.

The fact that they would be sent to the police station is simply because the Shinsengumi is too low-level. Even the Shogunate is, to be honest, a bit low-level. Earth is barely qualified. The main reason is that Earth has a large number of undiscovered dragon veins, which the Tendoushu people value highly. In addition, with the temptation of immortality, they cannot give up Earth.

Even if Zhang Chengyi, the owner of a giant corporation who can get whatever he wants in the universe, returns to Earth, he still can't say that he can take over the Earth.

Anyway, it doesn't matter. He just wants to maintain the lowest possible computing power, so he doesn't have to think too much normally, live a more relaxed life, save computing power, and occasionally provide computing power to other bodies.

The reason for establishing a world-renowned mega-corporation was simply to avoid being involved in too many things that required intervention.

In most worlds, he did this: relying on extraordinary deduction, he accurately grasped every intelligent being he encountered, and through a large amount of exchange of benefits, intelligence threats, and a certain degree of military support, he managed to enter the simplified mode.

"I'm not interested in money. I haven't touched money since I was born."

Zhang Chengyi spoke these words righteously to the two people from the Yorozuya.

When Sakata Gintoki learned that not only the yakiniku restaurant but the entire street belonged to the family, he was so envious that he wanted to rush over and cling to their coattails. After a brief moment of calm, he asked with some confusion, "How come someone as rich as you ended up in a police station?"

To open a shop, you could say you're doing business. To own a street, under the current rule of the shogunate, you would need a powerful figure as your backer and support, and you would also need to be extremely wealthy.

With a Celestial being as his backer, there's no way he could be arrested as a patriot to expel foreigners. Besides, that level of exaggerated swordsmanship, killing him in one move with a scabbard, is really a bit...

Zhang Chengyi yawned, stepped out, and casually said, "I have to go to another world to take care of something."

This was the absolute truth. A large amount of computing power had been drained, and his current body was simply too lazy to lie and waste time. Low-intensity battles could be left to instinct, but thinking required computing power. His brain was frantically analyzing the rules of the Inuyasha world, and thinking about lies, covering up lies, and observing others was too much work.

It's better to tell the truth.

Sakata Gintoki naturally didn't believe it. He was about to leave with Kagura when he noticed that the passersby on the street had disappeared.

One by one, the members of the Shinsengumi surrounded him. Hijikata Toshiro, with a band-aid on his face, and Okita Sougo, with a gloomy expression, stood together behind Kondo Isao, the commander of the Shinsengumi.

"Tsk, they really came out in full force."

Zhang Chengyi grinned as he gripped the knife. If he were surrounded by a law enforcement organization in space, he wouldn't have the slightest thought of resistance. Individuals in the Gintama world are nothing compared to the Dragon Vein weapons that can destroy planets at will. Even the so-called strongest fighting race is far from reaching the level of Dragon Vein weapons.

Unfortunately, the Shinsengumi were a group of samurai who fought with swords.

Unfortunately, the technological level of Earth in this world is quite low. After all, the setting is the modern era of Earth in another parallel universe. At most, there are some strange supernatural powers. With the Shogunate under control, technology cannot develop at all. Even if they leave Earth, they have to rely on the Amanto and earn money from the Amanto in a humiliating way. They are lucky if they can buy some civilian technology products.

Military equipment is not something that can be made available to people on Earth.

“Hey, just surrender.” Kondo Isao said with a serious expression. “With skills like yours, you’re definitely not some nobody. Since you’re not a member of the ronin group and you’re just carrying a sword, there’s absolutely no need for you to fight against the shogunate.”

How about joining the Shinsengumi?

Persuading them to surrender was inevitable. He knew perfectly well that the other side had not killed any Shinsengumi members. Simply using Okita's cannon to blow up the police station wall was definitely the act of a samurai with principles.

He admires people like that.

Chapter 511 [Give Me Face]?

The Shinsengumi was originally an organization of samurai who were unwilling to give up their swords because of the sword abolition edict.

Unwilling to give up their swords, yet unwilling to live in hiding, joining the Shinsengumi is the best option.

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Both Hijikata and Okita seemed very unhappy that their boss had invited such an annoying guy to join them, but Kondo Isao clearly held a high position in their hearts, so much so that in public, the two of them would not show any opposition to Kondo Isao's words, but would just stand behind with expressionless faces, trying to kill Zhang Chengyi with their eyes.

The other members of the Shinsengumi dared not speak.

"Ah~ Haha," Sakata Gintoki laughed awkwardly, raised his hand and walked forward, "Can we turn ourselves in now?" He frantically gestured to Kagura next to him with his eyes.

"Am I supposed to surrender too, Aru?"

Kagura uttered a soul-searching question.

Sakata Gintoki said with a straight face, "We are law-abiding citizens, we just happened to be out in public." He put down one hand and pulled Kagura along as they continued forward.

He truly has no intention of fighting the shogunate now. A man with attachments and ties cannot accept that the people he cares about will have to live a life of wandering.

Moreover, if they escape, strawberry milk, pachinko, and Weekly Shonen Jump will...

Kondo Isao said with a stern face, "Hijikata, take those two back."

He knew the whole process of the prison break. After all, Zhang Chengyi didn't think about erasing the surveillance footage when he escaped. Therefore, he knew that Sakata Gintoki, Kagura, and the guy with glasses didn't break out on their own initiative. But he still had to take them back and question them properly.

After all, they were a trio previously involved with dangerous figures like Katsura Kotaro.

"What do you think?" he asked. "Mr. Zhang, I am very sincere."

Even if an escaped prisoner had not committed any serious crimes before, and only carried a sword, he might be sentenced to death by the shogunate for organizing a prison break that led to the escape of a large number of radical anti-foreign activists.

His goal was not just to recruit a powerful warrior, but more importantly, to save his life.

In this era of the decline of samurai, there are those who are willing to carry a sword and have enough principles in their hearts to accept others.

“But I refuse.” Zhang Chengyi casually tossed out a sentence, without drawing his sword. Instead, he raised the sword and scabbard together, yawning as he said, “Come on, let me see the fighting skills of the Shinsengumi.”

In low-intensity combat, instinct is sufficient.

"What a pity." Kondo Isao slowly opened his palm, solemnly gripping the hilt of his sword. Facing a respectable samurai, he—

"Whoosh!" A white-haired, sunglasses-wearing man jumped down from the floating car in the sky and kicked him to the ground. "Hey, you stupid gorilla, do you even know what you're doing?"

"Old Man Matsudaira!"

Kondo Isao turned around and sat up in pain.

[Very good, I'll kill him!]

Okita Sougo thought that Matsudaira Katakuri had angered him by trying to persuade him to surrender, so he gripped the hilt of his sword and showed his fighting spirit.

"Click!" A familiar pistol was pressed against his forehead.

Matsudaira Katakuri said coldly, "Captain Okita Sougo, what are you going to do to the shogunate's most important guest?"

“?!” Xn

Shocked expressions quickly spread throughout the vicinity, and Sakata Gintoki's eyes narrowed.

[The most important...guest of the shogunate?]

Zhang Chengyi tossed the knife over with a bored expression, turned and left. There was no point in staying any longer if a fight wasn't going to break out. "Here you go."

"Shh!"

The katana and its scabbard flew over and stuck in the ground in front of Okita Sougo's feet.

Matsudaira Katakuri immediately trotted over, forcing a smile that could scare a child to tears: "Mr. Zhang, the General wishes to invite you to dinner to apologize in person..."

"No interest," Zhang Chengyi refused outright.

He's not Japanese, and he has no feelings for the shogunate. Why would he help the shogunate and bother him when he's having fun? It's probably because he showed up at "his" property to eat that he attracted the attention of Night King Fengxian and the Heavenly Guides. After they found out, they sent people out.

An indigenous nation completely controlled by celestial beings imprisoned the owner of a cosmic behemoth for a trivial matter; this was already a serious political issue.

But he really had no interest in chatting with people about trivial matters. He went to great lengths to build a huge interest group and used various means to ensure that the group could continue to operate normally even if he left without affecting his control. Wasn't it all to avoid a lot of trouble?

Getting involved with the shogunate, which was trying to fight against the Amanto, would definitely be the worst kind of trouble.

If Sakata Gintoki of the Yorozuya knelt before him and begged, he might agree to spend some time overthrowing the Tendoushu, which had already aroused the dissatisfaction of many forces in the universe.

The Shogunate? Get as far away from me as possible.

“Mr. Zhang, we—” Matsudaira Katakuri Tiger did not want to give up and humbly followed beside him, trying to say something more, but was directly interrupted.

Zhang Chengyi glanced at him sideways, his eyes half-open and half-closed, his voice casual and nonchalant: "If you want to go on and on, I think changing the country's leadership from the shogunate to some other political structure would be the same thing."

Controlling the Earth is difficult, and seizing the dragon veins would directly offend the Heavenly Guides, but changing the appearance of a puppet regime is something he can easily do.

The Heavenly Guide Clan will definitely give him face.

As a rapidly rising, mysterious figure whose race is impossible to determine, he can utter the phrase "Give me some face" throughout the entire universe.

This was a persona he had planned and strategized long ago, ensuring that no force would be willing to offend him easily before the actual war began.

Especially considering that his closest partner, the pirate crew Spring Rain, has invested heavily in Earth, even the Celestial Guides might not be willing to offend him on Earth.

Matsudaira Katakuri immediately stopped, bowed deeply, and remained silent.

After a long time, when even the sound of footsteps could no longer be heard, he still maintained his bowing posture.

“Old Man Matsudaira…” Kondo Isao walked over, his voice filled with complex emotions.

Is it acceptable to grovel before the gods? It is indeed ugly, but in this day and age, groveling is the easiest thing to accept if one wants to avoid destruction.

Someone has to be willing to grovel so that others can live with their heads held high within certain limits.

Matsudaira Katakuri's eyes, hidden behind his sunglasses, were filled with humiliation. He slowly raised his head and looked at the spaceships that filled the sky. "Kondo."

Kondo Isao stood to the side and asked calmly, "Dad, is that guy an Amanto?"

"I don't know." Matsudaira Katagiri's eyes behind his sunglasses had returned to their usual calm. "It must be someone that the Tendoushu take so seriously."

“I have a family to support, and my daughter is currently going through her rebellious phase.”

"If something like this happens again, then..."

"Understood, Dad," Kondo Isao said earnestly. "Next time, I will definitely keep my eyes open. No, there will definitely not be a next time."