A person in Tokyo becomes a demon god

Chapter 30 Experiments by the People

"Comfortable!"

In the medical room of a Tokyo detention center, an elderly prisoner reluctantly gets up from his hospital bed.

The island nation's prisons also suffer from a serious 'aging population,' so prisoners over 75 years old are required to participate in 'elderly welfare courses' every day: various exercises, health care, and even hot spring services, in order to prevent diseases such as cerebral infarction and paralysis.

It can be said,
Prisons are much more cost-effective than nursing homes.

"Brother Qiuyue, your acupuncture skills are simply unparalleled!"

The old prisoner started speaking in the style of island nations, almost as if he were about to give Akizuki Ritsu the title of "Acupuncture Master".

"Those acupuncturists from before were completely useless!"

"That's because they only know how to recite from the book. Real acupuncture involves applying needles to relevant acupoints based on the individual's pathology."

Qiu Yuelu's words were not entirely nonsense: in addition to using the 'Hormones Fruit' to create hormones, his silver needles could precisely pierce the lesions and kill them, thus curing the disease instantly.

"How did that young man determine the pathology?"

When the old prisoner asked him curiously, Akizuki Ritsu smiled but remained silent.

"Ah, it's my fault, please don't mind; I'm so sorry!"

The old prisoner realized that this must be someone else's 'secret knowledge,' and that he had already broken a taboo by asking about it rashly.

"It doesn't matter,"

He waved his hand, since the other party was just a test subject anyway.

If it weren't for the fear of being 'shocking', Akizuki Ritsu could have completely dismembered these 'patients' and then slowly studied how to treat them: with the power of the 'Op-Op Fruit,' even if their hearts were ripped out and their heads severed, they could still be lively and energetic.

While continuously experimenting with various therapeutic fruits, Akizuki Ritsu also kept an eye on the outside world.

Island nation government and America,
Sure enough, they began researching how to acquire 'supernatural powers'.

Ritsu Akizuki knew everything that had happened to the short-haired girl, Yamoto.

With modern science and technology, scientists are unlikely to encounter supernatural forces, cry out "physics doesn't exist," and then bow down in worship, burning talismans and chanting incantations. Analyzing and acquiring this power using scientific methods is what they would do.

Ritsu Akizuki was also quite curious about the scientists' research.

have no idea,
Could we create something like an 'artificial Devil Fruit'?

"Brother Qiuyue, are you going back?"

In the corridor, the prison guards greeted us warmly.

"Okay, I'll go back and read."

"Oh dear, it's such a pity that someone as hardworking as this young man is so talented."

The prison guards were also filled with regret. Qiu Yuelu's looks were undeniable, and he was calm, capable, and, apart from his occasional sharp tongue, practically the male lead in an idol drama. Yet, he ended up in prison, which would be a pity for any normal person.

"There's nothing to regret, because—"

He waved his hand and walked towards his cell, while Qiu Yulu waved his hand behind him.

"I'm not a good person."

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"Hmm, let's see what surprises that 'Sword Saint' has in store for us next."

Back in his cell, Akizuki Ritsu began to read a book against the wall, while in reality he was controlling his 'clones' to cause trouble everywhere, and at the same time keeping his attention on Machii Isao.

Boom boom boom,

With a deep exhaust note,
The bald boy riding the motorcycle stopped in front of a dojo.

This dojo is located in the suburbs of Hachioji City: Tokyo is composed of 23 wards, but if we say 'Tokyo Metropolis', it also includes the 26 cities in the Tama area, as well as the remote island areas: the Izu Islands, the Ogasawara Islands, etc.

I rode a motorcycle for two hours.
Arriving at the dojo located in the woods, Eguchi parked his motorcycle and knocked on the door.

"Hello--?"

Ga,

Unexpectedly, just one tap...
The door opened inward, startling the boy.

This ancient martial arts temple, located in the woods on the outskirts of the city, gives people a mysterious, cold, and eerie feeling.

Since we're already here...

The boy, who hadn't slept well all night, reached out and pushed open the door.

Upon entering the dojo, one is greeted by a scene of rustic rockery courtyards, swaying cherry trees, and lush green grass, all meticulously maintained and tidy. It is clearly a dojo belonging to a wealthy family. The main hall door, directly opposite the entrance, is open, silently telling the bald-headed boy, Eguchi, that he has not come to the wrong place.

"excuse me."

He closed the door, walked straight to the main hall, took off his shoes, and stepped inside on the wooden planks, wearing only his socks.

Bang!
next moment,
The world in my eyes suddenly spun and tumbled.

Knock knock knock,

After rolling around on the ground seven or eight times, the cold floor pressed against his cheeks gradually brought Jiang Kou back to his senses.

Was I attacked?

I subconsciously raised my hand to touch my other cheek: it was completely numb and swollen.

puff,

Open your mouth,

He spat out a mouthful of blood.
There was also a broken tooth among them.

???

"Too lax,"

A cold voice came from behind, causing Jiang Kou, who was shaking his head in confusion and getting up from the floor, to look in the direction of the voice.

"Master Ren?"

A figure dressed in black, with a black mask covering his face, stood by the door.

Except for the fact that not an inch of skin was exposed around the eyes, this outfit and this voice undoubtedly belonged to the person who had "become an apprentice" last night.

"You must always be vigilant, or you won't even know how you died."

Machii Isao's cold reprimand from beneath the black cloth.

When he was nineteen, he was hit by a truck and thrown several meters while crossing the road. The doctor gave him a notice of paralysis.

Unwilling to admit defeat, Machii Isao devoted himself to swordsmanship and practiced iaido every day. With the help of modern medical technology, he miraculously stood up again. His swordsmanship even improved, making him a sword saint in the Heisei era of Japan and earning six Guinness World Records, which is truly terrifying.

"If you want to learn 'ninjutsu' from me, you must be prepared to get injured, or even—"

The black-clad ninja extended his right hand.
"The risk of death!"

As he spoke, he raised his hand and gestured towards the door.

"If you don't have this awareness, then leave." In the form of a corpse.

He got up, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and stood at attention with his hands on his trouser legs, bowing at a ninety-degree angle!

"Master is right!"

Yes,

If you want to learn the 'skill' of moving high and low, how can you expect to get it easily?

"Master, what should I do next?"

In response to Eguchi's question, the black-clad ninja adopted a karate stance.

"Get beaten up."

Ah? ?

Seeing that his 'master' was not joking at all, Jiang Kou also adopted a fighting stance.

"Master, please enlighten me."

After saying that, he swallowed a mouthful of bloody saliva and charged at the other party first!
Based on the strength demonstrated by the 'master,' even if he were empty-handed;

Jiangkou could only take the beating.

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"Hey?"

Qiu Yuelu, who was reading a book in his cell, let out a soft exclamation.

"Is that so?"

It's funny, absolutely hilarious.

He was watching the actions of the 'Heisei Sword Saint' and naturally saw him beating up his 'disciple'.

On the surface, the poor bald boy was almost beaten into a pig's head; but this was only an appearance. In Qiu Yuelu's perception, the sword saint's 'qi' was penetrating into the opponent's body bit by bit through the blows.

That's right, it's anger!

Domineering presence is a unique power in the world of One Piece.

Armament Haki represents the physical body, Observation Haki represents the mind, and Conqueror's Haki represents aptitude!

The powerful individuals have their bodies covered in Armament Haki, allowing them to withstand cannon fire without their hair getting messed up, ignore storms, flames, and ice, and even resist Devil Fruit abilities.

However, it's not that only being "black and tough" counts as domineering: many people don't have that level of domineering power, but their intangible domineering aura still enhances their attack and defense.

For example, the Doflamingo arc, and the elites in the Dressrosa Colosseum.

They can be domineering, but they're still in the early stages.

It can't even be 'black and hard'.

So, before Armament Haki, is there a more fundamental power?
The answer is: Yes.

气、

This is the name given by Akizuki Ritsu.

A strong physique will generate 'qi' during battle.

These 'qi' are very weak and uncontrollable, but as they circulate throughout the body, they naturally improve physical fitness: simply put, the people in the One Piece world have a high-energy compound in their cells that is different from ATP, more advanced, and more active.

If Machii Isao were thrown into the world of One Piece, he might not even be worth as much as a grunt in a major pirate crew.

But he was, after all, a 'sword saint' who had studied swordsmanship for decades. His control over his body, if not unparalleled, was at least as precise as his own arm: he had even figured out the existence of 'qi'.

So it's not hard to understand what he's doing now.

Through the attack, he injected his own "qi" into the bald boy's body;
They tried to see if this energy could be integrated into his body, thereby forming a new 'supernatural being'.

What consequences such a brutal approach would cause is another question: then again, the strong in the One Piece world were basically beaten up by three kids a day and beaten up by one person every three days when they were young; in a sense, this is also a way of becoming stronger?
Whether it's true or not, just keep reading.

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Bang bang bang!
The dojo is located in a suburban forest.

A form of instruction, or rather, a one-sided beating, is underway.

The black-clad ninja's fists rained down on Eguchi, forcing him to cross his arms and retreat again and again.

Will die!
I'll die! I'll die!!

Aside from tensing his muscles, the bald boy couldn't do anything else.

Jiang Kou could only see the afterimages of the fists coming at him; he could only hear the thuds of his body being hit; as if he were in a storm, he couldn't even think about fighting back—as soon as his master stopped punching him, he would immediately collapse.

Is this really teaching?
Even that thought only flashed through my mind.

I wouldn't be surprised if I were forced to retreat in a sorry state, or even killed on the spot in the next second.

"fight back,"

"Or die."

? !
"Aaaaaaaaaa!!!"

The cold voice echoing from the dojo made Eguchi roar in grief and indignation, using all his strength—perhaps just a desperate punch, trying to retaliate, or rather, to carry out his master's orders.

Snapped,

His outstretched fist was clenched by five fingers.

The next second, Jiang Kou collapsed, his eyes rolled back, his body convulsing, like a tattered rag doll.

Passed out directly.

Only fists,

It was still being held in the hands of a ninja dressed in black.

really,

Just now—

The bald boy's fist, though filled with despair and powerlessness, carried a trace of 'qi' fluctuation.

This is Machii Isao's own aura: so faint as to be almost imperceptible, yet undeniably present, meaning:

气，
It can be passed between two people, even for a brief period of 'attachment'.

The next experiment will see if one's own 'qi' can remain permanently within this boy's body, or even—

grow!

As a result,
New supernatural beings have emerged.

Just like how the 'Grandmaster' used swords to grant himself power!
(End of this chapter)