Fishing

Since returning to this world, Jon couldn't help but feel a bit of longing, like a withered plant thirsting for water. His Stand, likewise, yearned for 'evolution'!

At first, Jon was startled. As far as he knew, those chosen by the 'Arrow' on another worldline didn't seem to exhibit such symptoms. Why was it so bad for him?

Could it be some strange problem cropping up?

However, he later realized that the reason for this condition was the special nature of the 'Door' itself.

It had Growth Potential, just like in Digimon.

Evolution, Super Evolution, Ultimate Evolution, as long as the conditions were met, his Stand would only get stronger!

So what else was there to say?

Let's get to it directly!

As a fan of JoJo's, Jon vividly remembered the whereabouts of the six 'arrows'. Apart from the one he already absorbed, the remaining arrows were located in Naples, Morioh, and Florida.

Among them, one arrow was in Naples, two in Morioh, one in Florida, and one's whereabouts were unknown.

In theory, Pucci at the Green Dolphin Street Prison in Florida should have been Jon's first target. After all, they were fellow americans.

But, because 'White Snake' deprived Stands of their abilities too much, Jon thought it over and decided to stabilize his situation first, then challenge Dio's fanboy after getting stronger a bit.

Naples, Blackwater Docks, 'Sea Serpent' restaurant.

"Mm, this stuff is amazing, Jon, you should try it!"

Polnareff, excited by the food, pushed a plate of seafood soup in front of Jon without hesitation.

"Polnareff! Mind your manners!"

Avdol was a dignified man.

Noticing the glances from people around them, he blushed a bit.

Jon didn't mind.

Who said you couldn't be noisy in a restaurant?

What was the big deal!

It's just a place to eat, why so many rules?

Moreover, deliberately going to such a chaotic place, wasn't it just looking for trouble?

Sure enough, after Polnareff made a scene, several men in cheap suits were soon attracted.

Scanning the three, the man with the scar on his head sneered.

"Outsiders, the Blackwater Dock isn't a place for you."

"Oh? I don't understand what you're saying."

Jon pretended to be puzzled and looked at Polnareff, "Pol, do you get it?"

"I don't understand."

Polnareff played along, and with just a glance at Jon's expression, he understood what was going on.

"Maybe we should leave. These guys look pretty tough."

"Cough cough cough."

The two of them nearly made Avdol burst out laughing.

Fortunately, he stopped himself in time, pretending to cough a few times to cover his urge to laugh.

"Tch, a bunch of country bumpkin."

The scar-faced man muttered and, as if performing magic, pulled out a folding knife from his suit pocket.

"Don't blame me for not giving you a chance. Quickly leave behind whatever valuable things you have on you, and you three can leave."

Robbery.

And in broad daylight.

The others in the 'Sea Serpent' restaurant acted as if they hadn't seen a thing, eating and drinking as usual.

Jon gave Polnareff and Avdol a look, urging them to stay calm.

Regaining his composure, he leaned back in his chair and said lightly, "Brother, this isn't good. Although I'm an outsider, I have connections with the people here.

"Do you know Passione? That's my friend's gang."

Huh?

The scar-faced man was taken aback, his face showing a hint of dread.

"You know people from 'Passione'?"

"Of course."

Jon nodded.

"Well, you'd better not have lied to me. Liars don't fare well in this harbor," the scar-faced man said coldly before leaving the restaurant with his lackeys without looking back.

Once the thugs were completely out of sight, Polnareff, curious, spoke up, "Jon, what you just did..."

"Exactly, I did it on purpose. Wait and see, I reckon the person we're looking for will show up soon," Jon said, flashing a mysterious smile.

"You sly dog, you had everything planned out in advance," Polnareff said, giving Jon a thumbs up. "Impressive, no wonder you're my best buddy."

"It's nothing special," Jon said modestly, waving his hand. He didn't really understand strategy; he just relied on his knowledge of the anime.

"So, the 'Passione' are in possession of the 'Arrow'," Avdol deduced the truth from Jon's words.

Jon was about to nod when suddenly, a young voice rang out in their ears.

"Sir, you'd better leave quickly."

Turning towards the sound, they saw a young boy with a pot lid-like haircut calmly watching them.

"Scars Vanko will definitely tell the real 'Passione' members about this. When they come looking for you, you'll be in trouble."

Bruno Bucciarati, wearing an apron, kindly reminded them, "You have three minutes left to escape. Don't waste time."

"Hey, kid, how old are you this year?" Polnareff casually picked up a piece of steak and handed it to Bucciarati.

"Take this and eat it. Remember, you shouldn't eavesdrop when adults are talking," he said.

"Hmm," Jon clearly saw Bucciarati really wanted the steak. But the obedient child didn't take the steak; instead, he turned and walked into the kitchen.

"Now you only have two minutes left," Bucciarati reminded them before leaving.

"Tch, not cute at all," Polnareff muttered as he stuffed the steak into his mouth. He then asked Jon with a mouthful of food, "Jon, give us the rundown. Who exactly are we up against this time?"

"His name is Diavolo, and his Stand is called 'King Crimson'. Its ability is to delete time and predict the future," Jon explained.

Meeting the eyes of his good friends, Jon couldn't help but recall Polnareff's fate in the original timeline.

Blinded, with a severed leg, losing his body.

What a miserable fate.

"Damn it! Another time-based Stand!" Polnareff and Avdol felt their lips dry up after hearing Jon's introduction.

Although the previous Vampire who played with time had been beaten to death by them, let's be honest, if it weren't for Jon and Jotaro, they would never have stood a chance against Dio.

Time deletion and future prediction? Difficult to handle, indeed.

"Don't worry, I've got this," Jon said confidently, unlike Polnareff and Avdol.

To some extent, 'Time Deletion' was a lower-tier substitute for 'Time Stop'. It wasn't that difficult to deal with.

After all, 'King Crimson' was a close-range Stand. Its range and durability were both ranked as E. As long as they struck first and prevented Diavolo from predicting the future in time, victory would surely be theirs!