Immortality begins with the ninjas of Konoha

Before Furukawa could respond, Corazon had already imagined the tragic life of the young man in front of him, and he felt more and more that seizing the fruit of the operation was the right choice.

Having thwarted the Donquixote Family's plans and prevented the Navy from obtaining this powerful fruit, Corazon was so proud of his decision that an exaggerated smile reappeared on his clown-like face.

While Furukawa Osamu was still observing the differences among the humans on this planet, the "familiar stranger" in front of him confirmed the world he was in.

Unlike ninjas, pirates seem incredibly resilient. Despite taking so many bullets, Corazon only needed to stop the bleeding, and his body has already begun to recover...

"Can't you move yet? We need to prepare to move; those pirates should be catching up soon!"

"Give me a little more time and I'll be able to move again."

After Furukawa Osamu repeatedly shifted and locked onto the planet where the "summoned creature" was located, most of the accumulated energy had been consumed, and the speed of the wedge thawing was also severely affected.

Although the current body fits him perfectly, the impact of death is so great that he has been repairing and modifying it for the past few days.

Fortunately, the spirit carries enough Sage Chakra. It is not yet certain whether there will be any compatibility issues with the energy. Furukawa Osamu has already prepared for the conversion, and the Divine Tree's "Spiritual Root" can handle all energies.

"I never imagined you were diagnosed with a terminal illness at such a young age, just like Luo. There are so many people in this world who need help... I..."

“I think you shouldn’t have let that boy deliver the letter for you. When someone is unlucky enough, bad things will always happen one after another.”

"Just like when you slip and fall flat on your face during a fight, bad luck can have a chain reaction."

Furukawa Osamu interrupted Corazon's daydreaming. After regaining control of his arm, he propped himself up and moved to the corner of the wall. Corazon stared in astonishment again, his eyes widening, and stammered, "..."

"You...you..."

"I only suffered a few serious external injuries, I didn't expect the snow to be so heavy."

Furukawa Osamu stretched out his right arm to brush the snow off his body, looked up at the large snowballs falling continuously in the dim sky, and marveled at the strange climate of this world.

Although it was impossible to observe the entire planet from the perspective of space, Furukawa Osamu's spirit saw traces of the planet being modified, and the red continent surrounding the planet left a very deep impression on him.

Upon entering this world, Osamu Furukawa confirmed once again that the planet's energy was bound.

The technology here seems to have advanced to the point of utilizing planetary energy; no wonder the weapons summoned earlier were so sophisticated.

Corazon's good looks clearly influenced him. Humans are drawn to beautiful things, and even though they were complete strangers, he thought that Furukawa Osamu, who was watching the snow, was a kind and good person!

"The climate here is indeed very unique, which is due to the unique geographical environment."

“Life on the three islands used to be good; this disaster should not have happened here.”

"Once we escape from here, we can find a place to live in seclusion for a while."

Corazon offered words of comfort again, but Furukawa Osamu merely nodded slightly. Although he possessed some information, he couldn't quite recall the chaotic timeline, nor did he know much about the situation in the New World.

"Do you know where there are huge trees? I mean really old ones."

"Uh?!"

"A big tree? Strange taste. I've only heard of the Omniscient Tree and the 'Adam's Tree,' which is very popular on the black market."

"These trees must be huge! I've never seen them in person. This world is so vast, and sailing the seas requires reliable navigators..."

Corazon involuntarily began sharing information from his memories, and also recounted a bunch of legends and stories meant for children. Furukawa Osamu thanked him softly, stretched his legs, and then whispered a reminder:

"It's time to move. I can already smell the gunpowder!"

"Huh?! I can't smell anything..."

Corazon twitched his nose frantically, inhaling a bellyful of cold air that choked him, causing him to cough loudly. He then began to clutch his wound and groan in pain.

Seeing the other party's somewhat reckless and eccentric behavior, Furukawa Osamu's eyes twitched slightly. It seemed that there were some differences between the cultures of the two worlds.

Furukawa Osamu barely managed to prop himself up. The powerful chakra carried by his spirit was a burden on his frail body; any exertion could damage his cells.

Life information can be covered by a wedge, but the chakra of a spirit can only be gradually adapted to by the body.

"Let's go! We just need to stall for a little longer!"

"Since you saved my life, I will protect you. Don't worry about the gunshot wound. In short, you will be fine."

Furukawa Osamu couldn't lift Corazon; although he was now close to 2 meters tall, his opponent was still half a body length taller than him...

This physique, far exceeding that of normal humans, is clearly a sign of abundant planetary energy. Furukawa Osamu is very satisfied with this; perhaps this is the source of the Divine Tree's raw materials.

Corazon, supporting himself against the wall, slowly rose, a smile returning to his face, and responded with considerable pride:

"You've been underestimated! I'm a Devil Fruit user!"

"Isolation? It did a good job during the sneak attack, but it might not be useful in the subsequent battle."

"Damn it! I'm really amazing!..."

"what!"

Corazon, who was still complaining loudly, suddenly fell flat on his face again. Furukawa Osamu was certain that the ground covered by snow was not that smooth. He couldn't understand Corazon's special talent.

"You should rest! Give me your arm, I'll drag you away."

"Although it will leave a mark, once my body recovers a bit, I'll be able to handle combat without any problems."

"Cough...please, I really need to rest a bit more. I've lost too much blood, and I can't even keep my balance..."

Corazon stretched out his arm and pulled down his red hood, a rather embarrassing gesture, but he simply couldn't shake his reckless habit.

...

The heavy snow continued to fall from the sky. Luo, who was running unsteadily, wrapped his gray robe tighter around himself. The Ope Ope no Mi had not cured his illness; it had only slightly relieved his symptoms.

He quickly hid behind the rubble, peeking out half his head to observe a group of naval personnel not far away.

"There was only one person..."

Upon hearing the navy's shouts, Luo realized he had been discovered and ran out. When he saw the burly man with sunglasses and a black mushroom haircut, he immediately raised the small metal bucket in his hand high.

"Um?!"

When Vergo saw the intelligence document, a look of doubt flashed in his eyes. Then he bent down, ruffled the boy's beanie, and said in a gentle smile:

Who gave this to you?

"It is indeed a very important item. I have received it, so you can rest assured."

"Little brother, you don't seem to be feeling well right now. Do you need treatment?"

Hearing the gentle whisper of the naval officer before him, tears welled up in Law's eyes again. Ignoring his increasingly weak body, he pleaded loudly:

"Can I trust you...?"

"Please, save that man! He's been shot so many times, many of them fatal!"

"I don't want him to die, please save him!"

Luo recalled the past six months when Corazon had sought medical help for him everywhere. By the end, he was in tears, as he didn't want to see the person who cared about him die in front of him.

Vergo did not respond immediately. His sunglasses concealed the strange look in his eyes. As a Don Quixote family spy in the navy, he was certain that the transaction information had been leaked.

Doflamingo and his executives did not gather on Seagull Island in order to lure out the mole, but the Navy received orders to surround the island ahead of time.

Now that intelligence has suddenly appeared, Vergo thought for a moment and decided to go see the informant, hoping to gather some useful information.

"Little brother, take me to him!"

Vergo hung the spear on his back at his waist and gestured for Luo to climb onto his back. Tears welled up in the boy's eyes again as he murmured his thanks.

"Thank you, Navy officer! Thank you so much..."

Vergo, carrying the boy on his back, smirked. Killing the guy who passed on the information should be rewarded!

...

Corazon, who had temporarily moved to the underside of a large tree, leaned against a pile of rubble and looked around. His brain was foggy from blood loss. He didn't see any pirates who had tracked him down, and he subconsciously let out a long sigh of relief.

Osamu Furukawa sat in the snow nearby, and seeing Corazon shaking his head, he explained in a low voice:

"The snow was heavier than I expected; it should have covered all traces of our movements."

"However, we still couldn't escape the danger. We hadn't gone very far, and the smell of blood on our bodies couldn't be masked."

"These smells will easily give us away!"

Corazon wore a look of utter despair. The young man before him was far too cautious, his actions clean and efficient—much more reliable than a reckless fool like himself.

"Hey! I can't smell anything!"

"We're being overly cautious! We should get out of danger. Don't overestimate those trash pirates; they're just a bunch of armed thugs."

Just as Corazon was about to continue his rant, Furukawa Osamu suddenly stretched out his palm and made a gesture. Although he didn't know what the gesture meant, Corazon involuntarily stopped talking.

"Someone is approaching? Two people, and that breathing sound should be the Luo you know."

"I can't hear you?! Breathe, what are you saying..."

After making two consecutive sarcastic remarks, Corazon suddenly saw a figure shrouded in gray robes rapidly approaching, causing him to involuntarily widen his eyes and look at Furukawa Osamu with disbelief.

Carrying Luo to the nearby Vergo, he vaguely saw a familiar figure and involuntarily quickened his pace.

Luo noticed that Corazon was still alive and immediately shouted excitedly:

"Korasan!"

"This navy man is willing to provide you with emergency treatment!"

Corazon quickly turned his head, and when he saw the navy man clearly, he instinctively exclaimed in surprise:

"Vergo!!!"

"Corazon, what are you doing here? Wait! You actually spoke?!"

Vergo's mind raced, sweat even beading on his forehead. Ignoring Furukawa Osamu leaning against the rubble, he stared intently at Corazon, confirming once more:

"You spoke, didn't you!"

Luo, who had just landed on the ground, was still unaware of what was wrong, and then let out a soft cry:

"Korasan, you two actually know each other?... "

"Vergo?"

Law murmured the name to himself, finally remembering that he had indeed heard it from Corazon. It was a family member who had gone on a secret mission, and the other party had become a Marine?

"Humph!"

Vergo crushed the small metal bucket in his hand, took out the intelligence document from it, and read it silently.

Corazon was so anxious he almost vomited blood. He kept blaming himself for his rash actions and wanted to reach out to stop the other person from flipping through the pages, but he could only let out another painful groan.

"One bad thing after another?! I'm really having the worst luck ever. Out of so many Marines, I had to run into Vergo..."

Seemingly sensing Corazon's thoughts, Vergo crumpled the intelligence report into a ball, veins bulging on his face, and said in a hateful voice:

"Rossinandi! I finally understand!"

Luo finally realized he might have messed up. The boy opened his mouth in fear, wanting to say something, but the icy aura emanating from Vergo made his body tremble uncontrollably, and he couldn't say a word.

Vergo mobilized his muscles, and his right foot stomped the ground repeatedly at a speed imperceptible to the naked eye. With a bang and a burst of air, he vanished instantly.

"Korasan!"

Robben screamed in terror, while Corazon stared blankly at the pale hand in front of him.

"boom!!"

Vergo's powerful left leg was caught by Furukawa Osamu's outstretched left hand as he lunged forward, the shockwave from the attack sending snow flying around them.

Luo, who was almost blown away, rolled twice on the ground before suddenly raising his head and staring blankly ahead. Furukawa Shoji grabbed Vergo's left foot and slowly got up.

"Don't you talk your way out of trouble before attacking? You made me use this power prematurely..."

Vergo's eyes bulged behind his sunglasses, and an unimaginable power emanated from his fair palms. When he saw the black-haired youth's scarlet eyes, he couldn't help but shout angrily to bolster his courage.

"You bastard! Who are you?!"

Furukawa Shu released his hand. At this moment, the Hundred Healings Seal on his forehead had been completely released. Sage Chakra was no longer restrained and began to flow freely in his meridians under the control of the spirit.

"An ordinary ninja, a retired ninja..."

"?"

Vergo was completely confused, but he didn't bother to listen to what the enemy was saying. He disappeared again and appeared above Furukawa Osamu's head in the blink of an eye. He twisted his body rapidly and kicked down heavily with his right leg.

"drink!"

"boom!!"

Vergo's aerial side kick swept through the air, and a net-like crack immediately appeared on the ground after he landed. He then exerted force again, launching himself forward and rushing towards Furukawa Osamu, throwing punches wildly.