Uchiha Madara's Journey to the Worlds

Chapter 275 3 One Sober
Uchiha Madara sat tremblingly on the stone beside him, he looked at the surrounding dark bushes with cloudy eyes, held the handle of the knife at his waist with one hand, and while guarding the surroundings, Uchiha Madara tried to use Other functions of the main god.

The backpack couldn't be opened, the store couldn't be used, only the main quest was shining brightly.

Even the most basic functions are restricted to death. This is their promotion task as special people?

"In this case, let alone living in this world for two months, even a few days will be extremely difficult."

Whispering softly in his mouth, Uchiha Madara found that his hand holding the handle of the knife was also trembling. Although this body was weak in his eyes, it was tireless.Under the control of his powerful mental power, he fully carried this heavy girl and walked along the rugged creek for more than an hour.

It is almost the same type as the so-called zombie in the memory of the traverser.

"..."

While Uchiha Madara was thinking, the unconscious girl beside him suddenly reached out and grabbed his wrist. Seeing her reaction, Uchiha Madara patted the girl's cheek with his hand, trying to wake her up.

"Well……"

There was a weak expression on the girl's unconscious face, and her small white hands grabbed Uchiha Madara's wrist, as if holding on to a life-saving straw, and held on tightly.

"Hey……"

If a kid he didn't know grabbed his hand like this, Uchiha Madara would definitely throw it away subconsciously, but seeing the girl's appearance so similar to hers, he couldn't help it.

After silently sighing, Uchiha Madara let the girl hold his hand, listening to the sound of insects singing with a special rhythm around him, he looked at the surrounding dark bushes again.

"Little devil, don't die."

The night seemed extremely long in this dense jungle, and the time gradually shifted to midnight. The temperature dropped very quickly, and the cold swept across the jungle in an instant.

The girl tightly wrapped the white shirt covering her body. Unknowingly, the girl who was just grabbing Uchiha Madara's wrist directly hugged his entire arm into her arms. Only such a petite girl's face can He showed a reassuring expression.

"..."

Bearing what the girl did silently, Uchiha Madara just sat quietly on the stone, staring at the bushes in front of him.

He kept this posture all the time, his body seemed to be fixed on this rock, and he stayed up all night...

"twitter……"

The sun slowly rose from the distant mountains, a ray of pale light shone on Uchiha Madara's face through the dense forest, and a few birds chirped from the branches above his head.

Uchiha Madara looked at the gradually brightening sky with bloodshot muddy eyes, and slowly got up.He glanced at the girl beside him who was still ruddy, and gently pulled his arm out of the girl's embrace.

The brat made it through the night at least, and it wasn't too bad.

Turning his gaze to the upper stream of the creek, Uchiha Madara walked forward slowly with stiff steps.

Last night, the blood that spread from washing clothes in the stream attracted many small fish looking for food.

"Chong."

"Whoa..."

Uchiha Madara pulled out a long knife from his waist, held the handle of the knife with both hands, and cut towards the fish swimming below him with extremely stiff and awkward movements.

The golden copper long knife pierced the surface of the water, and along with the spread of a stream of blood, there was a small splash in the calm stream, and several small fish that had been cut into two came out of the water.

"..."

Looking at the fresh blood flowing from the belly of the fish, a strange sense of longing rose in Uchiha Madara's mind, but he quickly suppressed it and kept this weird feeling firmly in mind.

There is an inexplicable desire for fresh blood, which is somewhat similar to the first time he possessed this body.

Picking up these small fish, Uchiha Madara placed them on a rock on the shore, got up and burrowed into the bushes aside to find some dry withered grass, and put them in a fluffy bird's nest shape on a dead wood In the groove, he picked up the wooden stick that was placed aside, and he started the most primitive method of drilling wood to make fire.

Unable to control his body as he wished, Uchiha Madara finally raised his fire after several failures.

"Huh..."

After removing the internal organs of the fish, Uchiha Madara uses some small wooden roots to intersperse the fish and put it in the fire to roast, while with the other hand, he picks up a fish and squeezes the blood into his mouth.

To Uchiha Madara's surprise, after the fish blood entered his stomach, the inexplicable dizziness in his mind weakened a bit, and he became more comfortable in manipulating his body.

"Have an inexplicable thirst for blood, tireless, walking dead..."

Could this body really be a so-called zombie?If that's the case, then why didn't he react like this when faced with the blood from the wound of the kid before?

"It's really strange."

Putting the fish directly into his mouth, Uchiha Madara sucked the rust-smelling blood, and the movement of grilling the fish in his hands became more and more sensitive, and even his brain felt much clearer.

If he kept devouring the blood like this, he would be able to control his body as he wished within a few days.

"Wow!"

Suddenly there was a childish cry of pain not far away, Uchiha Madara held the dagger at his waist reflexively, and turned his head to look at the source of the sound in an instant.

"pain……"

The girl who woke up at some point held her red and swollen forehead. She fell off the rock where she was lying, and the white shirt wrapped around her body was also polluted by the mud on the ground.

"here is?"

The pain from her forehead also woke up the somewhat confused girl. Looking at the strange environment around her, she immediately raised her vigilance, but when she turned her head, she saw a boy holding a dagger tightly.

He sat cross-legged in front of the fire, wearing the exclusive uniform of an Onmyoji, with long hair like a hedgehog, no emotion in his cloudy eyes, and his cold face looked terrifying under the light of the fire.

The girl raised her defensiveness to the extreme, her left hand tightly grasped the white shirt covering her body, the two just looked at each other, and the tense atmosphere spread around.

"Chong."

Inserting the slightly drawn dagger back into the scabbard, Uchiha Madara put the grilled fish in his hand on the ground, and slowly got up expressionlessly.

"Don't move, just stand there and don't come over!"

Seeing the man in front of her suddenly make such a move, the girl's expression became more tense, and her body sitting on the ground couldn't help but retreat.

"Who are you? What do you want to do?"

"..."

Seeing the girl's vigilance in front of him, Uchiha Madara's approaching steps gradually slowed down, his pale lips with cracks slowly opened his mouth, different from his immature appearance, the voice from his throat was extremely hoarse.

"I'm just a passing...ordinary onmyoji."

"Uchiha Madara."

This is how the first sober meeting between the girl and him unfolded...

(End of this chapter)