JOJO: Possessing Diavolo at the Start

Diablo summoned the Crimson King and gently traced the blade of the insect arrow with his finger.

Sure enough, the moment it was pierced by the insect arrow, the Crimson King began to change, steam rising from its entire body as if it were about to evolve.

This is a real insect arrow!

However, just as the evolution was about to begin, Diavolo suddenly removed the Stand Arrow, put it back in the box, and closed it.

Without hesitation, he put the box back on the table and said, "Return the item, cancel the transaction."

This action was unexpected even by the "Unequal Exchange" system, which quickly typed a line of text on the screen.

You don't need to pay any price; someone else has already paid it for you.

“I know, so return it and get your money back!” Diablo said without the slightest hesitation.

Seeing this, [Unequal Trade] had no choice but to withdraw the insect arrows and cancel the transaction.

"By the way, can the virus I carry be used as a bargaining chip?" Diablo suddenly wanted to take advantage of the situation.

Yes, everything that belongs to you can be used as your bargaining chip.

Although one transaction was forcibly cancelled, the rules remain the rules and will not affect the next transaction.

"Then let's use the virus on my body to exchange for something else."

As soon as he finished speaking, Diablo instantly felt refreshed.

The goods have been placed in your pocket. Happy shopping next time!

After saying that, Diablo instantly appeared on the street, and the convenience store was gone.

Diablo checked his pocket and found half a piece of candy inside, which made him feel a little nauseous. "Could it be that someone ate it?"

He wrapped the candy up, intending to save it for Pucci. He was truly a rare and wonderful friend.

A friend as good as him is hard to find even with a lantern.

Despite missing the chance to obtain the insect arrow, Diablo felt no regret whatsoever. An insect arrow delivered to one's doorstep for no apparent reason could hardly be free.

Although the "unequal trade" stated that he wouldn't have to pay any additional price, Diablo still sensed something was wrong.

How could the insect arrow possibly be bought?

The only explanation is that someone spent a huge sum of money to buy the "discounted" insect arrow and give it to him!

If the insect arrow could never truly belong to him, the cost of forcibly buying it would be unimaginable—definitely not a simple matter of life and death.

The way to make it "lower its price" is to make it no longer important, or in other words, no longer a necessity!

This means that the insect arrow will definitely come into our hands in the next few years.

Diablo also had a guess about the person who paid such a heavy price...

"Cough cough... Diablo, you idiot." Xin Yuan lay on the bed, shaking her head helplessly.

He proactively contacted [the organization/organization] regarding the unfair trade practices.

Because he also foresaw the future of something—that the insect arrow would inevitably end up in Diablo's hands—the price of the insect arrow for Diablo was relatively lower.

Xin Yuan mortgaged everything he had to the "Unequal Trade" to pay for Diablo's acquisition of the Insect Arrow and to stop Ahriman.

"I finally made up my mind to give everything..." Xin Yuan smiled helplessly, and the timeline reappeared in the hand of the Confessing Twilight beside him.

"Since you've returned it to me, then I won't give it back."

"Diavolo, you must stop that guy, or the whole world will be doomed!"

World: Should I just change my name? Why do people keep tagging me every day?

At this moment, his energy seemed to be running out, but his eyes were still slightly bright, and he was still making arrangements...

Chapter 309 The Choice of Weather

Back at the hotel, the weather forecast had apparently fallen asleep sometime earlier.

Seeing this, Diablo was no longer in a hurry.

Tomorrow will be the day when the truth comes out.

the next morning.

Diablo and the weather forecaster arrived at the hospital ward very early.

At this moment, the White Snake was brushing Pucci's teeth and washing his face. Seeing them arrive, she told them to wait a moment.

"Your Stand with its own consciousness is pretty good. It can even take care of you," Diablo joked with Pucci. "That way, when you become paralyzed in the future, you won't have to worry about who will take care of you."

Pucci wasn't pleased. "Can't you say something nice?"

"Then I wish you boundless happiness and a long life like the ephemeral beauty of the night-blooming cereus?" Diablo, of course, was not about to admit his mistake and change his ways.

The White Snake didn't find anything amiss and nodded in acknowledgment like a welcoming doorman, saying, "Thank you, thank you, you're too kind."

White Snake has his own independent thoughts. Although the Stand is also another manifestation of the original body, White Snake is more like Pucci who did not choose the path of becoming a priest.

Pucci gave up when he realized that his own stand-in couldn't distinguish between good and bad words.

"Have you thought it through? What about the weather?" Pucci glanced at the weather forecast beside him, eager to see what choice this guy would make.

And the weather forecast did not disappoint him.

A person who is confused cannot make a choice.

But if your beliefs are firm, any choice can be considered the right one!

The weather forecaster stood firmly before Pucci, saying, "It's decided. I'm taking Pera away, away from this place of sorrow."

Diablo and Pucci were not surprised by the result.

Or rather, they had already made preparations for both possibilities.

Although he was happy that his younger brother had made a choice, Pucci was already hesitant. "Are you really sure about this choice? This is against human ethics!"

Pucci's question is not without merit.

The weather system has to pay a price for making this choice.

Pucci's words also caused the weather forecaster to hesitate slightly.

But fortunately, our Diablo is here too.

Although he didn't know how to make the weather forecast choose, he was very good at making firm choices!

“Don’t think about that, the weather!” Diablo said. “Your answer already reflects your heart, don’t be confused!”

"Assuming you give up this option, what about Pella? Is the reason she won't wake up simply because she's ashamed to face this matter?"

Seeing the weather forecast wavering, Diablo pressed his advantage, "No, she's waiting for you! She's waiting for you to make a brave choice!"

"Your weakness may prevent this girl from ever waking up, leaving her immersed in her own world and indulging in endless suffering."

These words made the weather forecaster steel himself, determined to protect Pella.

At that moment, he didn't care about bloodlines, worldly matters, or even the weather forecast! He only wanted to save Pera and stop her from suffering!

Seeing the weather forecast rekindle a determined flame in Diablo's eyes, Pucci greatly admired him.

This guy may not have a kind mouth, but his talent in this area is exceptional!

“Weather, stand firm in your choice!” Pucci said at this moment. “I will pray to the gods to hold me accountable for all your mistakes.”

"Consider this my atonement for you and Pera!"

Upon hearing this, the weather forecaster's lips trembled, "Brother, you..."

This was the first time in twenty-six years that he had called Pucci "brother".

Pucci shook his head, interrupting him, "Don't feel guilty. Someone has to bear the consequences of any mistake. For you, I have no regrets!"

Seeing this scene, Diablo would be lying if he said he wasn't moved, and the White Serpent even stood beside Diablo wiping away tears with a handkerchief.

"I'm so touched! Waaaaah, Pucci, you're my god, waaaah..."

Now that the decision had been made, the White Snake brought the weather forecast to Pera's room.

Upon seeing that it was Mr. Pucci's double, White Snake, the two caregivers tactfully left the room, knowing that something was about to happen.

Weather came to Pera's bedside, and looking at that familiar face, Weather finally reached out and gently stroked her.

"Pera, wait for me..."

The white snake had the weather forecast lie down next to Pella, and then activated its power.

hallucinations!

Strictly speaking, it dissolves the mind and spirit.

The weather forecast has gone into a coma.

Seeing this, the White Snake stepped forward and pulled out their memory discs, then pressed the weather forecast and Pera's forehead together.

"Weather forecast, wake Pella up!"

After saying that, the White Snake inserted two discs into their foreheads—this was his new ability!

The two discs, like a link, were each inserted half into their foreheads, thus connecting the weather forecast with Pera's memories.

The connection between their memories and spirits allows them to have a subconscious dialogue, thereby awakening Pera.

This move is a new ability that White Snake awakened after waking up from her previous coma, but Pucci has never used it on anyone.

Because he doesn't trust anyone.

Although he didn't approve of their relationship, Pucci became certain of it through the weather and Pera's memory disc.

If anyone can wake Pella, that person must be the weather forecaster!

At this moment, the ability was activated, and the weather forecaster felt as if he had entered a pitch-black place.

A faint sob drew him forward.

How could the weather forecaster not recognize that voice? It was Pella's!

"Pera! Where are you? Don't be afraid, I'm here! I'll face everything with you!" The weather forecaster was also anxiously searching for Pera.

Meanwhile, in Pucci's hospital room, Pucci stared blankly at the ceiling, muttering, "God will never forgive me!"