Age 761. Earth.
The mountain forest was a graveyard of ancient stone and splintered timber. The smells of ozone from the Susanoo's chakra and the copper tang of blood from the Great Ape's rampage hung heavy in the humid air. It was a landscape of desolation, carved out by forces that didn't belong in this world.
In the center of the largest crater, three legendary figures stood in a loose circle around the unconscious young man.
"Look at him," Zoro muttered, sheathing Wado Ichimonji. He gestured toward Jack with his chin. "Bruised knuckles, shredded clothes, and that damn tail. Hard to believe this scrawny kid was the twenty-meter monster that just punched a hole through a god-construct."
Leo, still adjusting his Haven Central Academy blazer, knelt beside Jack. He observed the rise and fall of the young man's chest. "Eight-pack abs, perfect muscle density, and a face that looks like it was sculpted by a master artist. If he weren't covered in dirt and blood, he'd look like a superhero."
Uchiha Madara stood slightly apart, his arms crossed over his crimson breastplate. His Rinnegan remained active, scanning the island with cold precision. "The power he unleashed... it was primitive, but the scale was undeniable. He possessed no refined technique, yet his internal energy, this 'Ki' multiplied exponentially the moment he looked at the moon. Even I felt a flicker of alarm when that fist cracked the Susanoo."
The Uchiha's brow furrowed. "What puzzles me is the Chat Group's logic. If this boy can transform into a titan capable of threatening us, why was this labeled a rescue mission? From where I stand, he was the one doing the hunting."
"Maybe he can't control it," Zoro suggested, looking at the dark clouds that now mercifully hid the moon. "He looked mindless up there."
Leo stayed silent, his mind racing. He was the "Admin" of the group for a reason, he had access to memories of a world where these stories were merely entertainment. The tail. The moon. The insane power spike. It finally clicked, hitting him like a bolt of lightning.
This is the Dragon Ball world, Leo realized, his heart hammering against his ribs. And he's not just a mutant. He's a Saiyan. A member of the most feared warrior race in the multiverse. If he sees the moon, it's a tenfold increase in power. That wasn't magic; that was biology.
Suddenly, the silence was broken by the familiar, digital chime echoing in their minds.
[Ding! Condition Detected: Group Member 'Saiyan from Earth' is in a secure location. No threats detected within a 10km radius.]
[Mission Success! Congratulations to: 'World of Ninja Asura,' 'World's Greatest Swordsman,' and 'Awakening Lord of Space-Time.']
[Rewards Disbursed: 1,000 Points + 1 Mysterious Small Gift Package per participant.]
The Chat Group interface flickered to life in their peripheral vision, scrolling with messages from members who had been watching from the sidelines.
The Rock-loving Performer: "You guys were amazing! I've never seen a blue giant like that before. Lord Madara, that was breathtaking!"
Arataki Gang Leader: "HAHAHA! As expected of the legends! Though, if the Arataki 'The One and Only' Itto had been there, I would have suplexed that monkey into the ocean! Next time, save a slot for the Oni!"
Death God Elementary School Student: "I'm still struggling to process the physics of what I just saw. A twenty-meter transformation triggered by lunar radiation? Logically, that defies every law of conservation of mass..."
Awakening Lord of Space-Time: "Conan, trust me, logic is the first thing you lose when you join this group. Just use your sign-in points for an enhancement and you'll see. Also, a tip for the newcomers: don't waste your 'Free Breakthrough' chance on small stuff. Save it for when you're hitting a wall."
Leo continued typing, his eyes flickering toward the unconscious Jack.
Awakening Lord of Space-Time: "I just realized who we saved. He's a Saiyan. In this high-risk world, that means he has near-infinite potential. Every time he survives a near-death experience, he comes back stronger. It's called a Zenkai boost."
[Ding! Group Member 'Awakening Lord of Space-Time' has provided critical world-lore, resolving doubts for new members. Reward: 1,000 Bonus Points.]
Universe Family Planning Director: "...?"
Death God Elementary School Student: "...?"
Arataki Gang Leader: "Hey! I want points for talking too! +1! +1! How do I do the plus thing?"
While the chat devolved into its usual chaos, Zoro stepped away from the group and leaned against a jagged rock. He pulled a small, wrapped bundle from his virtual inventory, the "Mysterious Gift Package." With a tug of the silk string, the package dissolved into a brilliant golden light.
"Hmm?" Zoro grunted, holding up a shimmering card.
[Item: Swordsmanship Talent Card]
[Quality: Tier-3 (Top-Tier)]
[Effect: Unconditionally increases the user's affinity for bladed combat by 3 to 5 levels.]
[Description: Whether you are a peasant or a prodigy, this card will forge your soul into a blade. Even a master will find new heights.]
Zoro's eyes sharpened. In his world, talent was the ceiling that most swordsmen hit before they died. To be able to "unconditionally" raise that ceiling was a treasure beyond gold. He immediately shared the item stats with the group.
World's Greatest Swordsman: "Looks like I got lucky. This is exactly what I need to surpass Mihawk."
Madara watched Zoro with a stoic expression, though his interest was piqued. A card that could enhance innate talent was rare even in the Group Mall, often costing tens of thousands of points. If the "small" gift package contained something of that caliber, then his own reward...
Madara reached into the void, pulling out his own package. He expected something grand, perhaps a scroll of forbidden techniques or a shard of the Divine Tree.
A blue light flashed, softer and less majestic than Zoro's gold. As the light faded, Madara was left holding a small, pink bottle with a pump-action nozzle. He stared at it for a long, silent moment.
[Item: Uchiha-Grade Silk & Shine Hair Care]
[Quality: Tier-1 (Cosmetic)]
[Effect: Ensures your hair remains perfectly spiky and voluminous even after a meteor impact. Scent: Cherry Blossom & Vengeance.]
[Description: Because an overlord should never have a bad hair day.]
The air around Madara began to vibrate with a murderous intensity. His face darkened to a shade of purple that matched his Susanoo. Zoro, sensing the shift in atmosphere, peeked over at the bottle and let out a short, dry snort of laughter.
"Nice hair gel, 'Overlord,'" Zoro smirked.
"I will incinerate this entire planet," Madara whispered, his Rinnegan spinning with enough fury to crack the earth beneath his feet.
Leo quickly stepped in, his hands raised. "Wait, wait! Madara, don't! It's just RNG! The Chat Group has a 'Recast' function for items you don't want. You can trade it in for a random Tier-2 item of a different category!"
With a snarl of disgust, Madara shoved the bottle back into the Chat Group interface and activated the exchange. A Tier-1 cosmetic was trash, but a Tier-2 functional item might at least be useful. The interface flashed a dark, ominous crimson as the "Hair Care" was consumed and a new card materialized in his hand.
As the "Rescue Team" descended into an argument that threatened to reignite the battle, none of them noticed the young man in the center of the crater. Jack's tail twitched. His eyes, though closed, were darting beneath his eyelids.
Inside his mind, a new voice, different from the Chat Group was finally finishing its countdown.
[Infinite Upgrade System: Fully Synchronized.]
[Host Status: Critical. Energy Depletion: 98%.]
[First-Time Survival Reward: 'S-Cells' Activation & Newbie Gift Bag available for opening.]
The real journey of the Saiyan from Earth was about to begin.