Madam, I like you.

　There are three camps. Justice represents standing on the side of the protagonist, evil represents associating with the people in the pillars, and freedom is the plundering mode. In the free mode, the plot of the entire world will deviate from the original. You may find that the whole world is full of vampires as soon as you enter.

　As a dimensional traveler, in order to pursue more rewards, Mo Yankong of course chose...

　"You have chosen the Justice side (Simple)."

　"The mission is issued."

　"World Foundation Value: b

　Main Mission 1: Eliminate the Pillar Man Kaz, which requires a rating of C or above.

　Reward: 2000-3000 Dimension Points

　Optional main mission 2: Eliminate two or more people in the pillar, requiring a rating of C or above.

　Rewards: C-B Level Reward Card

　Side quest 1: Eliminate the vampire Stretz, which requires a rating of D or above.

　Reward: 100-500 Dimension Points

　Side Quest 2: Sign a contract with a dungeon character and create a character card.

　Reward: 10-20 bond points."

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　After sorting out the information in his head, Mo Yankong began to think about how he should act. Excluding the factor of mission rewards, Mo Yankong had three purposes for coming to this world.

　One is to learn Ripple. Now Mo Yankong is not afraid of sunlight and can perform cell mimicry like a parasitic beast. He should be able to learn Ripple Qigong. Ripple Qigong has countless wonderful uses, similar to the internal strength in the world of martial arts, and it is also the ultimate development of cell capabilities.

　The second is to obtain the stone ghost mask inlaid with perfect Ai Zhe red stone. This thing can work on the people in the pillar. Maybe it can further strengthen Mo Yankong's body. If not, he will die a few more times at most.

　Third, get a Stand! A Stand with excellent abilities is more valuable than a natural fruit! However, in the second part of "JoJo's Bizarre Adventure", the Stand ability has not yet been fully developed. If you want to get a Stand ability, you have to rely on chance.

　"Logically speaking, choosing the Pillar Man faction should be the easy difficulty. Judging from the original work, the Pillar Man possesses the power to almost crush the protagonist's team."

　"But this world isn't that simple. The foundation value of the world is B, so the people in the pillars are still okay. But if a weird Stand user appears, it might be a disaster."

　"Leaving aside the will of the universe (Araki the old demon), there's the concept of luck in this world. Dio is a natural savior of evil. I remember a supporting character saying he possesses luck far beyond that of ordinary people. The golden spirit inherited by the Jojo family might also have a similar effect. The setting of the Children of the Planes is real in this world."

　“There is no big scale for the second part yet.

　A substitute will appear in the model, but as for the method of obtaining a substitute, it cannot be forced."

　The easiest way to obtain a Stand is probably to go to the Arizona Desert in the United States. As long as you get close to the quicksand area called "Devil's Palm" by the Indians, your Stand ability will naturally awaken.

　However, the Devil's Palm moves several kilometers every month. Apart from some Stand users who have gained special abilities by visiting the Devil's Palm and some Indians, virtually no one knows when and where it appears.

　Mo Yankong couldn't just go out into the desolate desert blindly.

　Then, the first goal of coming to this world becomes clear. First, learn the ripple breathing method. Only by knowing how to use the ripples can you fight against the people in the pillars.

　Mo Yankong was sure that even if he possessed the Dead River, he would not be a match for the Man in the Pillar.

　It's not the difference in strength, nor the difference in speed. In Dio's words, monkeys will never be able to surpass humans.

　Mo Yankong could metalize all his cells, while the Pillar Man could rapidly devour a living being's entire life energy at the cellular level. Apart from the ripples, any physical attack other than the Pillar Man was virtually ineffective against him. Without the ripples, all of Mo Yankong's current methods would be incapable of harming the Pillar Man.

　Originally, the Ruler's destruction and decomposition mode might have killed the Hashiraha, but the Ruler had already been destroyed by Goto.

　The only weapon Mo Yankong has to deal with the Pillar Man is the ultraviolet radiation device he brought from the world of "Parasyte". Without specifically testing its effectiveness, Mo Yankong dare not assert that it will have any effect on the Pillar Man.

　The early 1930s, New York, USA.

　This prosperous city has begun to take shape as a modern international metropolis. The streets are spacious and clean, with old cars driving on the road. The pedestrians on both sides are dressed in classic British style. Most men wear black suits, while women wear elegant evening gowns.

　The buildings were distributed in an orderly manner, and many skyscrapers could be seen. Under the setting sun, the glass windows of the buildings reflected a rich honey-colored light. Mo Yankong felt as if he had walked into an old-fashioned American movie.

　"Sure enough, even the style of character painting has changed." Mo Yankong stood in an alley observing the busy street and was unable to complain. The most intuitive feeling that this world gave Mo Yankong was probably that men were generally strong, and strong men over two meters tall could be seen everywhere, with an astonishing amount of life energy.

　"Even taking hormones and protein powder can't make me grow like this. My appetite for men actually exceeds that for women." Mo Yankong shuddered and quickly suppressed his urge to suck blood.

　After becoming a vampire, Mo Yankong's "aesthetic" (appetite) standards gradually changed from appearance to life energy intensity. He didn't know whether it was a good thing or a bad thing.

　We can't use the standards of ordinary people to judge the people of this world. Take the first Jojo for example, he was a tough guy who could withstand the force of a steel spear with a bent wrist and fight Dio head-on in a vampire-like battle.

　Even an ordinary person without ripples could easily surpass an Olympic champion in physical fitness and strength. If they were skilled in combat, their combat power might even reach the level of an ordinary parasitic beast.

　Chapter 99 Joseph Joestar

　Mo Yankong closed his eyes and used his vampire sensing ability to search the people coming and going, looking for a needle in a haystack for a human with active life energy.

　The life energy of humans who can perform ripple qigong is usually several times that of ordinary people, and Mo Yankong has just been teleported into this world, so the teleportation distance will not be too far from the main characters.

　Mo Yankong is looking for Joseph Joestar (the second generation Jojo), who is a natural ripple messenger.

　Unexpectedly, before he found the person, trouble came first. Several tall and strong white men in simple clothes sneaked into the alley. They left one person to guard it while three surrounded Mo Yankong, loudly mocking and threatening him: "Monkey! How strange! Why would a monkey appear in a human city! Oh my God!"

　"Hey! You yellow monkey over there, how dare you steal our white people's property! I think you are tired of living!"

　"Fuck Asians, get out of our city! Go back to your poor Asian countries."

　"But before that, hand over all the valuables on you."

　In the 1930s in New York, discrimination against race was the correct social trend, and no one would feel strange or complain about it. Asians were relatively okay, and their status was even higher than that of blacks in that era, but they were still not welcomed.

　Mo Yankong was wearing a modern suit, which would definitely be considered formal attire in this era. In the eyes of white people, Asians in this city were not worthy of wealth, let alone such beautiful clothes.

　It was assumed that the black suit Mo Yankong was wearing was stolen from somewhere. It didn't matter if Mo Yankong called the police after the robbery. This era was far from peaceful. The police officers had to deal with many cases, and there was absolutely no place for Asians in them, even in murder cases.

　"Wow--" Mo Yankong glanced at these tall and strong white men. Although their bodies were leaning against the wall without moving, the shadows under their feet twisted strangely a few times.

　Sensing Mo Yankong's strange attitude, the temperature in the alley suddenly dropped a few degrees. The white man in the lead felt an inexplicable chill in his heart. He pulled out a dagger and put it to Mo Yankong's neck, threatening him fiercely: "What, you want to fight? This is our mafia territory. What can a yellow monkey like you do? Even if you die, no one will help collect your body."

　"Kneel down, give me the money and clothes

　Take it off! "

　"Damn it! Did you hear that?"

　Mo Yankong raised his head and stared calmly at the white man who was threatening him. He sneered in fluent English, "Dagger? I thought you could at least use a gun or something like that! Is this the American Mafia? How despicable!"

　The white man waved the dagger in his hand in frustration and said, "Yellow monkey, do you believe I will cut a few holes in your body right now?"

　"Jack, don't talk too much. Let's teach him a lesson first. Just take whatever he wants. Otherwise, those rotten police officers will see us and force us to pay protection money."

　The man in charge of looking out came over and lectured him, "Idiot! Don't use the knife. This suit is quite nice, it looks like a high-end custom-made one. It would be expensive to sell it to Devil Charlie, and blood will stain your clothes."

　Mo Yankong's right hand quickly turned into metal, and he was about to deal with the few small fry in front of him, but suddenly his expression changed slightly and he looked towards the entrance of the alley.

　While the four white men were still arguing about what to do with the handsome suit, a muscular young man struck a pose at the alley entrance and quipped in a bright, cheerful voice, "What's going on? What's going on? Why is this dark alley so bustling? Aren't rats used to living in sewers these days?"

　Four white men who claimed to be mafia members looked at the young man at the entrance of the alley, exchanged glances, and had smiles on their faces. Another fat sheep was caught.

　"What did you say!"

　"British accent, don't be so cocky just because you're British, this is America!"

　"That's perfect. You like to meddle in other people's business, don't you? Then hand over the money you have on you."

　The young man, who was at least 1.9 meters tall, stretched out a finger and shook it, asking helplessly, "I don't understand why you are doing this."

　"Why do you do this? For money of course, idiot!" The mafia laughed.

　The muscular young man sighed and looked at them as if they were idiots. "No, no, no, I mean, why would you provoke a lion? Are you so happy to seek death?"

　The mafia members were stunned and amused by the young man's naiveté.

　"Lion, you think you are a lion, hahaha! It's hilarious!"

　"Teach him a lesson! Let him learn about himself!"

　"Go back, Englishman."

　A white man walked forward, weighing a dagger, and considered which part of the young man's body to injure.

　The young man's face was calm, but his voice was filled with anger as he shouted, "You are the ones who are getting carried away!"

　With that, he rushed forward without thinking, his fists emitting golden ripple energy. With just three punches and two kicks, he knocked down all the white men and drove them out of the alley. The embarrassed mafia left in disgrace after saying a few harsh words.

　At this time, the tall and strong young man turned to face Mo Yankong, his expression gradually becoming serious and he snorted coldly: "What a bunch of ungrateful people, they can't even recognize who the real lion is."

　Mo Yankong spoke fluent English and introduced himself with a smile: "Mo Yankong, this is my name."

　The young man stared at Mo Yankong without blinking and asked slowly, "Joseph Joestar, so next is Mr. Mo, right? Could you answer a few questions for me?"

　Mo Yankong smiled and said, "Please speak?"

　"Why aren't you breathing? Why is your body temperature so cold? And..."

　"How come you, a vampire, can move around during the day!" Joseph Joestar deliberately asked loudly the last sentence in order to suppress his emotions, but he still couldn't hide the fear in his voice.

　Mo Yankong's smile persisted: "You understand it very clearly. You are indeed worthy of being Jonathan Joestar's grandson."

　"You know my grandfather, where do you come from?"

　Mo Yankong didn't answer. Instead, his bright red eyes stared at his neck and asked leisurely, "Joseph Joestar, you interrupted my dinner. How do you think I should be compensated?"

　Joseph Joestar spread his hands and said cheerfully, "Those who offended you have already received the lesson they deserved. Do you still want to eat them, vampire?"

　"Is there something wrong?"

　"No, not at all. Isn't it normal for vampires to eat humans? Hahaha." Joseph Joestar put his hands on his hips and laughed as if he had told a great joke.

　Mo Yankong laughed awkwardly: "Hahaha!"

　While Mo Yankong was laughing, Joseph Joestar ran away without saying a word, running towards the sunshine at the speed of a 100-meter sprint.

　"Slip away!"

　Chapter 100: Ripples, Vampires, and the Man in the Pillar (Update!)

　Seeing Joseph Joestar walking away, Mo Yankong was not in a hurry. His feet under his suit turned into metal and he jumped over the roof of the building with a light leap. He shook his head and laughed: "Golden Spirit, the second generation Jojo is a complete gangster."

　The adjective "hooligan" didn't seem very accurate. After thinking about it, Mo Yankong touched his chin and added, "A hooligan with a sense of justice."

　"Whoohoo-"

　Joseph Joestar ran for several blocks, and after he had used up all his strength, he fell to the road and gasped for breath without paying attention to the eyes of others. After a while, after recovering some strength, he looked in all directions to confirm that Mo Yankong had not caught up with him, and then he breathed a sigh of relief. With lingering fear, he patted his chest and said to himself in horror: "Who is that guy? Standing in front of him..."

　It feels more dangerous than standing in front of a lion. Is this a vampire?"

　Joseph Joestar had heard about vampires from his family. It was said that his grandfather, Jonathan Joestar, was killed by a vampire. And the strange power he was born with was the same power his grandfather used to fight vampires.

　But Joseph Joestar had also heard that vampires were extremely afraid of sunlight, and their bodies would instantly turn to ash if exposed to it. But just now, Mo Yankong had been active during the day, even in the sunset. Even in the alley where the sun didn't reach, he felt a sense of disharmony.

　Mo Yankong gave him the feeling of being in a bottomless devil's cave, as if something would pop out and swallow him at any time.

　He just happened to pass by and had no preparation to fight the vampire, nor did he dare to use ripple qigong to test it rashly.

　Moreover, there was no need for him to conflict with Mo Yankong, so the thing to do was obvious - turn around and run.

　"Damn, if only I had a gun!" he complained to himself.

　"What's wrong? Keep running. Aren't you a good runner?" Mo Yankong's voice sounded above Joseph Joestar's head. He looked up in horror.

　Mo Yankong folded his arms, slowly walking towards him from the wall, step by step. The terrifying aura emanating from him completely suppressed him, as if squeezing all the air out of his lungs.

　can not breath.

　Joseph Joestar felt like even breathing was becoming difficult. He swallowed hard, smiled bitterly, and shook his head: "You must be kidding."

　He regretted intervening in that matter and protecting those mafia members.

　"Take my move! Ripple stone bullet!" Joseph Joestar picked up the gravel on the roadside and activated the ripple energy. The small stone suddenly trembled and turned into a bullet, which shot towards Mo Yankong's head.

　"boom!"

　The stone containing ripple energy successfully hit Mo Yankong's head, and the small stone exploded into stone powder.

　"Great! I heard that this wonderful ripple energy can kill vampires!" Joseph Joestar cheered.

　The stone dust dissipated, and Mo Yankong's head was intact: "Ripple energy can indeed kill ordinary vampires, but I am an exception."

　Mo Yankong had just used his metallization to strengthen his facial muscles, blocking the impact of the stone. The impact of the small stone, strengthened by the ripples, was no less powerful than a bullet. The ripple energy entered Mo Yankong's body, but was neutralized one by one by the wonderful balance of his cells.

　If the scarf woven from the intestines of the Satibrahia beetle has extremely high wave conductivity and functions as a lightning rod, then the wave conductivity of Mo Yankong's body is equivalent to that of an insulator.

　Now, Mo Yankong was certain that the ripple energy had no effect on him, which was not good news. If Mo Yankong's body was an insulator, then it would be difficult for him to practice ripple qigong.

　"Why! Why are you safe and sound? Are you really a vampire?"

　Mo Yankong stood on the wall, smiled and nodded: "Don't worry, Joseph Joestar, I have no intention of killing you for the time being. If I wanted to kill you, you would not be able to escape from the beginning."

　Joseph Joestar didn't buy it at all and warned, "What nonsense are you talking about, vampire? I won't be fooled by you, and I will never believe in vampires! You are monsters, the natural enemy of mankind!"

　"Vampires are indeed the natural enemies of humans, but you humans are not the natural enemies of us vampires. Humans are just bread, Joseph Joestar, you will soon understand." Mo Yankong took out a piece of white paper from his pocket, threw it in front of him, and said meaningfully: "If you encounter any problems that cannot be solved, just come to this hotel to find me."