Simultaneous Transmigration: We Level Up Alone Across Multiple Worlds

It was afternoon when we landed.

The air in Okinawa is more humid than in Tokyo, and when you step out of the plane, the heat and the smell of the sea hit you.

Riko stood in the airport arrival hall for a moment, looking at the word "sea" and the arrow on the sign, then looked back at the three of them.

"...It's really here."

"You think we're lying to you?"

"No." She pulled her backpack strap up a little.

"I just think... never mind, let's go."

The beach is not far from the airport.

The car was parked on the side of the beach road, and the driver was a local who was helping to supervise the arrangements.

Riko pushed open the car door and ran onto the beach without even taking off her shoes.

The sand, warmed by the afternoon sun, seeped into the soles of her shoes. She ran a few steps, then stopped and glanced back at the black well.

Kuroi was taking off his low-cut leather shoes, while Riko bent down, kicked them off, and stepped barefoot into the sand.

Sand grains squeezed out from between her toes, and the wave line repeatedly advanced and receded dozens of meters away, leaving a thin film of water on the sand each time... Then she ran towards the wave line.

"Hahaha~~!"

Gojo Satoru changed into a summer outfit, staring at Riko's back with his shoulders still hunched.

Behind his sunglasses, Liu Yan's gaze swept across the sea, the bushes on both sides of the beach, and the vehicles passing by on the road.

His techniques have never stopped since he left the office building.

The constant harassment can easily make one feel tense.

Xia Youjie walked to the breakwater at the edge of the beach and looked out at the energetic figures on the beach.

Tian Zechen was carrying a coconut when he got out of the car.

I bought the coconut from a stall on the beach. I inserted a straw, walked to a piece of dead wood on the sand, sat down, and placed the coconut on the sand.

He pulled out his biology book from his pocket and started reading.

Riko's voice came from above his head.

"bookworm."

She was tired from running, with a thin layer of sweat on her forehead and a few strands of hair sticking to it.

Standing barefoot in the sand, wet sand grains clinging to the backs of my feet.

Riko took three seashells out of her pocket.

They are all intact, with clear patterns and smooth edges.

She placed the seashells in his palm, arranged them neatly, and then turned and ran away.

"Keep this safe for me..."

They continued running towards Kuroi.

Tian Zechen looked down at the three seashells in his palm.

Nothing happened on the beach in the afternoon.

Evening came quickly.

The sunset in Okinawa is more intense than in Tokyo, stretching the sea into a band of orange-red light that extends from the coastline to the horizon in the distance.

Riko and Kuroi were on the beach some distance away, their shadows stretched long and thin in the setting sun.

Tian Zechen stood up from beside the dead tree and walked to the breakwater.

Gojo Satoru had been sitting there for a while... The straw was replaced with a new one, but he didn't drink the coconut.

"Turn off the 'no limits' policy."

"Um??"

Gojo Satoru had some doubts, but still agreed to Tenze Chen's request.

Tian Zechen placed two fingers on Wu Tiaowu's wrist, channeling warm and powerful positive energy and a little bit of spiritual power into him.

Gojo Satoru looked down at his wrist, and a cool sensation suddenly flooded his mind.

"I'm not hurt... What is this?"

"You're too nervous."

"..."

Gojo Satoru didn't answer. He tossed the bent straw into the coconut shell and twisted his wrist.

Keeping the procedure running continuously puts too much strain on the brain, but replenishing mental energy can alleviate the burden somewhat.

Tian Zechen withdrew his hand and sat down on the cement block next to him.

Xia Youjie walked over from the other end of the breakwater.

The three people were facing the sea, with the setting sun directly in front of them.

There was a moment of silence.

Then the conversation started with Riko.

"The little girl is still very happy."

Gojo Satoru snorted.

"pity……"

The topic veered toward assimilation.

Like something blown in by the sea breeze, what else can we talk about on the breakwater if not this?

"Lord Tengen's barrier covers all of Japan. If assimilation fails, the barrier will break down, and the cursed spirit disaster will spiral out of control."

However, Xia Youjie's expression was very unpleasant when he said this, as if he was expecting Tian Zechen and Wu Tiaowu to refute him.

Tian Zechen did not respond immediately.

"How many years has Tengen lived?"

"At least a thousand years ago," Xia Youjie said, somewhat puzzled.

"Over a thousand years...that's a bit of an exaggeration. Okay, let's just say a thousand years."

Tian Zechen looked directly into Xia Youjie's eyes.

"He is the strongest barrier master in all of Japan. In the past five hundred years, no one has been able to match his skill in barrier techniques. His barrier covers the entire archipelago and operates stably every single day, every single second..."

"And then you tell me... this person, after a thousand years? hasn't even figured out a way to stop assimilation?"

Xia Youjie didn't reply, his hands clenched tightly.

"Okay, let's compromise."

Tianze Chen turned his head and looked at Tianlizi in the distance.

"Even if he can't do it and is a 'mediocre talent'... let's take a step back and ask ourselves, has he not found a successor in five hundred years?"

Xia Youjie's gaze shifted from the sea to Tian Zechen.

Wu Tiao Wu leaned against the concrete block, his sunglasses pushed up to his forehead, his six eyes fixed on Tian Ze Chen's profile, his expression turning serious.

"A barrier covering all of Japan, maintained for five hundred years. In those five hundred years, was there not a single barrier master of that level in all of Japan? Not even one below that level? Did he ever try to cultivate successors… hundreds of people to take over his mantle? Did he?"

"Let's take another step back. If we can neither stop the assimilation nor find a successor, both paths are blocked... Did he ever say to the higher-ups in the sorcery world, 'I can't do it, you'll have to figure it out yourselves'? Did he ever reveal this fact? Did he let the entire sorcery world know that maintaining the barrier isn't solely dependent on Tengen... What if they were willing to invest resources to research alternatives?"

Gojo Satoru and Natsume's expressions became uncertain.

"No," Tian Zechen said coldly.

"He made everyone accept that sacrificing the stardust was the only way. He made everyone think that it was only natural for Riko to be sent to the Death Star Palace. He made her fate determined from birth... not just determined, but made everyone think 'this is a necessary sacrifice'."

"This isn't called having no other choice. This is called being afraid of death."

The breakwater remained quiet for a long time.

The waves crashed against the concrete wall below the breakwater several times, the sound as rhythmic as a slow clock.

The sun sank a little lower, and the orange-red band of light narrowed into a line.

Xia Youjie stared at the sea, the sound of the waves reaching his ears.

How could he not have thought of that?

But the phrase "forced by circumstances" was the biggest excuse he could give himself... He wasn't defending Tianyuan; he was defending himself.

A young girl was sent to the Palace of Death Stars... 'Sacrifice'

If this mission wasn't out of necessity, then what is Xia Youjie?

Gojo Satoru did not interrupt at all.

This outrageous idea was very much to his liking.

Tian Zechen stood up and patted the sand off his pants.

"It's utterly absurd that an immortal being who has lived for a thousand years needs an innocent young girl to sustain his life!"

Xia Youjie turned to look at Wutiao Wu.

Gojo Satoru pulled his sunglasses back up on his nose, stood up, and walked to the edge of the breakwater.

He stood facing the sea for a moment, the sea breeze blowing his white hair, making the ends of his hair flip back.

"Let's do it!"