redvbooks Chapter 269 Black Zetsu racked his brains, but it was no match for Obito's quick thinking.
Chapter 269 Black Zetsu racked his brains, but it was no match for Obito's quick thinking.
Chapter 269 Black Zetsu racked his brains, but Obito's quick thinking was more effective.
Immediately afterwards, the subtitles on the panel did not fade away, but started flashing again.
[The Dream Master System has been successfully upgraded!]
[Congratulations, host, you have reached level 20 and unlocked the fourth dream instance.]
Please select one of the following enhancement effects:
[1. Dream Goal +1]
[2. Audience size +3]
3. Dream Editor (Note: Consumable, allows for one additional modification of a specific node in a dream instance)
"Another Dream Dungeon slot unlocked?"
Shi Yu glanced at the list notifications and nodded in satisfaction.
The opening of the fourth dream instance slot means that he will be able to control one more dream world at the same time in the future, which is a great prospect.
As for choosing between these three enhancement effects, Shigure only weighed them briefly.
What's there to hesitate about?
Shiyu chose the Dream Editor without hesitation.
In a small grove of trees on the outskirts of Konoha Village.
In the shade of a tall, ancient tree, Itachi Uchiha sat quietly beneath it.
From the crow's perspective, the courtyard of the Uchiha ancestral home is reflected.
Unlike its usual desolate and dilapidated state, the courtyard was bustling with activity at this moment.
"Yay! It's all done here!"
Naruto's loud voice echoed throughout the courtyard.
"Where's next, Sasuke?"
Naruto's dozen or so shadow clones were busy working in various parts of the courtyard.
-
Some were sweeping up the fallen leaves and rubble, some were carrying buckets of water to wash the cobblestone path, and others were wiping the pillars and doors with rags, removing all the dust that had accumulated over the years.
Despite being covered in sweat, Naruto still had a satisfied smile on his face.
In contrast, Sakura is much quieter and more refined.
In the center of the courtyard, Sasuke stood there directing Naruto's shadow clones to clear the last patch of weeds.
His face no longer bore the gloom and coldness of the past. Although his youthful face remained tense and expressionless, his dark eyes were filled with a relaxed look.
Despite having been busy cleaning all day, he didn't look tired at all.
Sasuke showed such a rare relaxed expression, and Itachi, seeing this from a distance, couldn't help but feel a slight smile of relief.
Three-person team 1————
After the last basket of weeds was emptied, the entire yard was instantly transformed.
The building itself still bears the marks of time, but the former sense of decay has vanished, replaced by a clean and grand style.
The newly cleaned courtyard gradually overlapped with the warm home in Sasuke's memory, making him feel both unfamiliar and overwhelmed with a long-lost sense of familiarity.
In a daze, he felt that the courtyard in front of him was no different from the home he had seen in his dream.
Sasuke glanced around the familiar courtyard, his gaze sweeping over the cleaned cobblestone path and the Uchiha clan markings that had been unearthed, before speaking softly, "That's about it."
"Phew, finally done!"
Naruto breathed a sigh of relief upon hearing this, then dismissed all his shadow clones, plopped down on the stone steps under the eaves, and chuckled, "It really looks pretty good after it's been cleaned up."
Sakura also stepped over, "Yes, it's both ancient and grand—"
She hesitated for a moment, but couldn't help asking softly, "Sasuke-kun, are you planning to move back here in the future?"
Sasuke was silent for a moment after hearing this, then nodded solemnly and said, "Yes, this is where our Uchiha clan should be."
"Very good!"
Naruto immediately jumped up, clapping his hands excitedly and laughing.
"That will make it much easier for me to come and practice with you from now on!"
Sakura smiled broadly and said, "Yes! If you ever need any help in the future, be sure to let us know!"
The sun finally sank completely below the horizon, leaving only the last glimmer of brilliant sunset on the horizon.
"Well then, Sasuke, we'll head back now!"
"I'll come over tomorrow to help you tidy up the house!"
As Naruto finished speaking, Sakura waved to Sasuke.
"We'll be going now, Sasuke-kun! Have a good rest tonight."
Watching his two companions' retreating figures, Sasuke pursed his lips and finally whispered, "Ah—"
Thanks."
After Naruto and Sakura left, the once lively courtyard returned to silence.
Sasuke stood alone in front of the door, looking up at the western horizon. The sun had long since set, leaving only twilight spreading across the sky.
Our ancestors—they said they'd go and come back.
Sasuke silently recited this in his heart, a lingering worry flashing across his eyes.
After hesitating for a moment, he simply walked to the door, sat down against the door frame, and quietly watched the path that Uchiha Madara had taken.
Let's wait and see—maybe he'll be back soon.
If I could get his guidance, I would definitely become stronger much faster, strong enough to—kill that imposter O.
As night fell, the empty mansion reminded him of that bloody night.
Sasuke abruptly shook off the cruel images that flashed through his mind and focused his attention back on Koji.
Deep in the woods.
The weasel slowly closed its eyes, severing the visual connection attached to the crow.
After a long while, he sighed softly.
Unlike Obito, who panicked upon learning of Madara Uchiha's appearance.
Itachi's thoughts were clear and calm.
Sasuke is the only remaining direct descendant of the Uchiha clan on the surface, and is the hope for the continuation of the clan.
Madara might use Sasuke, but he would never easily harm him. Instead, he would regard Sasuke as an important junior, or even his future successor.
Therefore, Itachi was indeed much calmer than others.
Thinking of this, Itachi slowly stood up and disappeared back into the shadows of the trees.
Night finally fell completely over the earth.
Meanwhile, on the distant border of Konoha, fierce battles continue.
Amidst the ruins, the intense flames painted the night sky orange-red, and the rumbling of explosions echoed one after another, causing the entire earth to tremble faintly.
-
A dazzling chakra light flashed intermittently across the dim sky, and muffled booms echoed from afar.
Kakashi, Danzo, Nagato, Black Zetsu, and the others held their breath, anxiously awaiting the final result.
For some, this night is destined to be incredibly long and agonizing.
When Obito regained consciousness.
A sharp pain shot through my right arm.
Obito frowned, his eyes not yet fully open, his thoughts still lingering on the scene of his disheveled escape back to Amegakure and Black Zetsu taking him for treatment.
He vaguely heard the sound of rain pattering outside, and then felt a sharp, needle-like pain in his right arm climb up his nerves to his brain.
This piece of trash is utterly useless.
Obito couldn't help but curse inwardly.
Through the blurry vision, the scene before me gradually became clear.
What appeared before him was not Black Zetsu's eerie face, but the profile of a gentle and focused young girl.
Obito froze, his mind went blank, and all that could be heard was the pounding of his heart.
The person in front of me was none other than Lin.
Lin lowered her head and gently but quickly unwrapped the old bandage wrapped around his right arm.
A few strands of brown hair fell across her forehead, swaying slightly with her breath.
A faint, sweet fragrance permeated the air.
So close————
[Ding! Emotional fluctuations from Uchiha Obito have been detected! Emotional value +800!]
Obito's previously agitated expression froze instantly, and the harsh words that were about to spill out got stuck in his throat, making him almost unable to breathe.
He didn't even dare to breathe loudly, for fear of disturbing the scene before him.
I felt my cheeks getting hot and burning rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye.
The next second, Obito couldn't help but grin and chuckle, "Hehe—Rin, it's you—"
Rin Nohara looked up at the sound and glanced at him with some confusion, but she didn't stop removing the gauze from her hands.
"Who else could it be but me? Don't move, just lie still. I'm changing your dressing and re-bandaging you."
"Oh! Okay—okay, Lin!"
Like a soldier receiving the highest command, Obito hurriedly and loudly agreed, then obediently lay back down.
However, he still stared intently at Lin's face, his pupils sparkling with barely suppressed ecstasy.
It was during this slightly awkward and warm moment.
A slightly languid voice suddenly came from the side.
"Hmph—So impulsive. Obito, when are you going to ever be a little more composed?"
Obito's smile froze instantly.
He suddenly turned his head to look at the source of the sound, and saw Kakashi looking in his direction from the makeshift hospital bed next to him.
Kakashi's face was still wrapped in bandages, obscuring his expression, but the single eye that was exposed revealed his usual dead-fish-like indifference, now tinged with a mocking, half-smiling expression.
It seems Kakashi has only recently woken up as well.
Kakashi had also woken up and was unharmed, although he still looked a bit disheveled.
Deep down, Obito felt a sense of relief.
However, this did not prevent him from immediately entering combat mode.
"None of your business! You stinky Kakashi!"
"Why aren't you lying there pretending to be dead? What are you doing, peeking at other people's treatment? You pervert!"
Kakashi merely snorted at this, not even bothering to lift his eyelids, and turned his head away decisively.
"You!" Obito was enraged by his irritating appearance, his face flushed red, and he wanted to curse a few more times.
"Obito!"
A sharp, reproachful shout suddenly rang out.
At the same time, Lin applied slightly more pressure when bandaging his wound.
"Aww—"
Obito immediately grimaced exaggeratedly and cried out in pain.
"Ouch, ouch, ouch—be gentle!"
Lin glared at him helplessly, then chuckled and said, "It's not that exaggerated. I didn't use much force!"
"Don't move, lie still!"
"Hehe—okay."
Obito chuckled awkwardly twice and had no choice but to lie back down.
At this moment, all his attention was once again focused on Lin, who was right in front of him.
In the dim light, Rin's focused profile appeared even more beautiful as she skillfully and delicately applied the medicine, making Obito's heart flutter with sweetness.
He wished time could stand still, so that this moment could last forever.
However, although Lin's movements were gentle, they were not slow or hesitant at all.
Remove the cast, clean the wound, apply medication, and wrap a new bandage.
The entire process was completed in one go, clearly demonstrating exceptional skill.
"Alright, don't move this hand for now."
Lin quickly tied the last knot in the bandage and gently gave her instructions.
She picked up the soiled bandages and plaster fragments that had been removed and placed aside, and smiled gently at Obito, saying, "You should rest well. I'll come see you again later."
Obito was stunned for a moment, feeling extremely reluctant, but he still nodded.
"Oh—okay, okay, Lin!"
He watched Lin turn around, lift the tent flap, and leave, wishing he could capture her silhouette forever with his gaze.
However, as the tent flap fell behind her, Obito's happy time came to an end.
The tent suddenly became much quieter.
Obito sighed with a sense of loss, and reluctantly looked down at his right hand, which had been re-bandaged.
He gently moved his fingers, and a clear soreness and tightness immediately came from his arm.
Staring at the arm wrapped in bandages.
"Ha—how ironic."
In the dream, this hand was also broken.
In reality, that hand was also broken by that bastard Madara Uchiha.
The overlap between dreams and reality gave him an absurd sense of destiny.
Could all of this be a cruel joke played by fate?
Immediately afterward, a thought suddenly struck Obito's mind.
Wait a minute—a dream?
The dream from last time!
Obito's pupils suddenly contracted as the scene from his last dream vividly resurfaced in his mind.
The promise Madara Uchiha made to him!
Madara had promised to help him find out who orchestrated the ambush that left him and Kakashi both critically injured and on the verge of death.
All the disappointment, self-mockery, and physical pain were thrown to the winds at this moment.
Obito suddenly sat up in bed.
Now or never!
He must go find Ban and get to the bottom of this immediately!
With so many days having passed, given White Zetsu's intelligence capabilities, Madara must have already found out something.
[Ding! Emotional fluctuations from Uchiha Obito have been detected! Emotional value +500!]
This idea grew wildly in his mind. Regardless of whether it was as Kakashi guessed or not, he could still get some information, so he could no longer suppress it.
Obito took a deep breath and quickly assessed his own condition.
Apart from some numbness in his right arm, his other injuries had basically healed thanks to the medical ninjutsu and no longer affected his mobility.
Just do it!
Without hesitation, he rolled over and jumped off the hospital bed. The moment his foot landed, a tearing pain shot through his right arm, but at that moment, his blood was rushing to his head, and he couldn't care less about that.
Obito grabbed the coat that was lying by the bed and put it on.
"Obito?"
Suddenly, a slightly weak and questioning voice came from the side.
Kakashi had turned his gaze back to him at some point, staring intently at him with his one exposed eye, his eyes full of inquiry, "Where are you going?"
"Huh?!" Obito's body stiffened.
He turned his head, gave a dry laugh, and tried to make his tone sound natural and casual: "Nothing—nothing! I'm just a little uncomfortable from lying down for so long. I'm going out for a walk to get some fresh air. I'll be right back."
Before he could finish speaking, Obito had already rushed to the tent entrance, lifted the curtain, and dashed out.
The damp, cold rain seeped into the tent, and only the curtain was still swaying slightly.
Kakashi's brows furrowed slightly, and worry flashed in his eyes.
What trouble is this bottom-of-the-barrel guy up to now?
Obito's expression just now didn't seem like he just wanted to go for a casual stroll at all.
Kakashi understood Obito's personality very well.
That guy is rushing around even though his injuries haven't healed. Is he going to do something dangerous?