JOJO: Bizarre Adventure

"I think I... had a dream."

Qiao Zhou sat up from his desk, looking at the scene before him that was both unfamiliar and somewhat familiar.

"Qiao Zhou, you're awake. Get up quickly, it's time for class."

The girl sitting next to him smiled at him.

The girl looked to be only about ten years old, and she was Chinese, judging from her appearance and language.

"Come on, Qiao Zhou! We only have two PE classes a week, so our time to play soccer is really limited!"

At this moment, two more boys came over and pulled Qiao Zhou outside.

Qiao Zhou spent the physical education class in a daze.

He seems to have a good relationship with the students here; he has many friends here.

The next class was math. Qiao Zhou took out his math textbook and a brand new pencil case from his desk.

"Wow, even the pencil case is new."

After math class, the teacher assigned two pages of exercises as homework.

Qiao Zhou wanted to finish his homework at school, but for some reason, he couldn't understand the questions at all.

It's the kind of thing where you understand each word and each number individually, but when put together, it's completely baffling.

Qiao Zhou also wanted to do his homework, but it was very difficult, which made him restless.

So he stopped serving him!

Instead of torturing yourself, don't complain about the world.

Several classmates joined him in complaining.

Why must we experience such suffering from a young age?

Complaints were heard everywhere, and it was clear that no one knew how to do these questions.

"Actually..."

"what?"

"But it's hard for adults too. The world may seem simple, but there are many traps waiting for you. If you're not careful, you'll crash and burn."

Just then, the Chinese teacher walked in.

Don't have too high expectations for your future when you grow up, because the best of times...

There is only the present.

So don't waste the present.

Qiao Zhou woke up after the Chinese teacher said those words.

He just had a wonderful dream, and he was very happy in it.

So, what about now?

"I think I... had a dream."

Qiao Zhou woke up and found himself standing on a piece of land.

He tried to take a step, but found himself unable to move.

"This……"

His body withered like a flower.

Qiao Zhou felt like he was about to die, and despair was about to fill his body.

Fortunately, he can still sing.

Few people heard it, but what did it matter? He was singing it to himself.

"I'm going to sing, and I'm really going to sing!"

No one responded to him, so Qiao Zhou started singing.

It was a song by a singer he (the author) really liked.

(The following content is from Da Zhangwei's song "Nothing I Sing Will Make Me Famous!")

"Scratch it!"

"Scratch it!"

"Scratch, scratch~"

"Oh~ A daily brainwashing session makes life even better!"

"Oh~ Everything can be thrown away, oh~ Let joy brainwash me!"

"Scratch it!"

"Scratch it!"

"Scratch a little, let the joy wash over you!"

"Scratch it!"

"Scratch it!"

"Scratch me, where do you think you're going!"

"Big gold chain, small watch, barbecue for three meals a day!"

"Where I go, I'm all swaggering around, a tall, rich, handsome, cute, cool, and awesome guy!"

"Do whatever exhilarates you, let the energy surge and the spirit soar!"

"Worry is so loud, it can't make any song popular!"

Putting everything else aside, Qiao Zhou was really into his singing.

Indeed, Da Zhangwei's songs can heal all the world's sorrows.

(I suggest you search for the original song and listen to it, but of course, you can skip it if you don't want to.)

After singing the song, Qiao Zhou woke up again.

"I think I... had a dream."

He shook his head.

"One, a nightmare... well, it can't really be called a nightmare."

The moonlight from outside the window spilled onto the bedsheets. It was a single bed, placed right next to the window.

Qiao Zhou subconsciously looked out the window.

The indifferent crowd

It's so hard to move others.

He walked out of the bedroom and into the living room.

This is a typical one-bedroom apartment, and he lives alone in the house.

Qiao Zhou turned off the living room light and returned to the bedroom.

"Ugh……"

He lay back down on the bed.

Actually, living alone is not so bad.

No one said goodnight.

Qiao Zhou woke up, and this time he found himself in a pink space.

cheer up.

Even if my life is ordinary.

They also deserve to be loved.

To die without regrets.

Then he left with a smile.

Qiao Zhou... woke up.

This time he really woke up.

I woke up from the "beautiful dream and nightmare".

(All of the above refers to Stand abilities and has no relation to the main storyline or backstory.)

(Just one more thing, the entire paragraph above is adapted from Hua Zhou's novel "Beautiful Dreams and Nightmares".)

Stand Name: Beautiful Dream Nightmare

Original character: Mario Glad

Destructive power: None

Speed ​​None

Range D

Endurance A

Precision C

Growth potential B

Ability: Sets a Stand ability on the target person. When someone within a certain range takes action to investigate the target, the Stand will automatically pull them into the dream world.

"Investigation" includes asking others and exploring relevant information.

The user can actively detect the location of other users with similar abilities and can also manipulate them to come to their side.

As for the specific exploration area, it's not far-reaching, but it can certainly cover Sardinia.

Appearance: A rose 30 centimeters long, with different colors on the left and right sides of the flower, half red and half black.

In a warehouse.

Qiao Zhou and his group of nine were all tied up and placed on the ground. When they woke up, the first thing they saw was a blond boy.

"Are you awake? Tell me, why are you investigating Trish Una?"

"who are you?"

Qiao Zhou asked subconsciously.

"Stop talking nonsense! Answer my question!"

The boy took out a dagger and pointed it at Qiao Zhou.

"I think you can't tell the difference between the King and Queen!"

Qiao Zhou didn't tolerate him, and the "storyteller" appeared and grabbed the boy's arm.

The others also used their substitutes to free themselves from their restraints.

In an instant, nine Stand users surrounded the blond boy.

Two hours earlier, the group had just landed on Sardinia.

Qiao Zhou explained Trish's basic information to the others, and then everyone in the car was pulled into the dream space.

Why nine people? Because there's also Colebo Durand.

This guy stayed in the back carriage because he had to take care of the wounded.

In other words, Maslow is the only person in the car now.

Fortunately, they had their cell phones with them.

[Passion] The control over Italy is not as strong as the Empire's control over Darwin, so there is no need to be as cautious as in Darwin.

One phone call later, Maslow rushed to Alguero.

As for the boy, his Stand was just a functional Stand without any fighting ability, and he was no match for these elites.

"Alright, kid, it's time to tell you what's going on."

Meanwhile, Polnareff and Guld are interrogating the boy who suddenly appeared.

During this time, Guld also tried to search him, but Polnareff stopped him.

"I advise you to confess properly to avoid physical punishment!"

Guldur's expression was fierce, seemingly because he hadn't gotten anything from him.

“I said, what kind of attitude is this? The other person is just a child. How can you treat them like this?”

Polnareff, on the other hand, played the bad cop.

"You bunch of bastards, just kill me! Don't even think about getting a single piece of information out of me! I'd rather die than tell you anything!"

"Hey, you're pretty tough! Trying to play the knight in shining armor for me?! If you don't tell me, I'll break your arm!"

Guldl brought his face closer, making a threatening expression.

"Come on! I'm not afraid! Even if you kill me, I will never betray Trish!"

The boy was also stubborn, and the two of them ended up arguing.