Group wear Naruto to engage in construction

Under the smoke and dust of the battlefield were countless corpses, including insects, ninjas, and ordinary townspeople.It's not right to say they are ordinary. These townspeople are a group of filthy reincarnations who will never die.Even if their bodies have died, they will still come back to life.

"The research is still not very good." Orochimaru stood high above Pigeon Village, looking down at the fighting personnel below.Countless giant insects emerged from the ground. They were like evil waves breaking into the flock of sheep, biting the townspeople within sight. These townspeople, who were almost like ordinary people after removing the resurrection ability, were immediately massacred by the insects.

They are not reincarnated from filthy soil, and their resurrection does not require any sacrifices or special chakra.Resurrection is literally resurrection, injuries are restored, and the dead become mobile again, with the consciousness and power they had in life.But, again, this ninjutsu is not as demanding as the Reincarnation of the Earth, but it is also not as powerful as the Reincarnation of the Earth.They are not like those reincarnated characters whose bodies were blown to pieces but could still be resurrected. They will still die after suffering severe injuries.By the way, damage to the head is not considered a particularly serious injury.

"Is there still no way for this thing to infect ninjas?" Orochimaru was surrounded by a large number of ninjas from Pigeon Village. Most of them were genin and chunin. At this time, these Pigeon Village's valuable combat capabilities were there.He was ruthlessly captured by Orochimaru and experimented on, but all failed without any surprise.They were not successfully transformed into zombies.

"It seems that there are not enough "snakes" in number. To complete this level of transformation, the mother body may still be needed. But the mother body is still in Pingan Town. Do you need me to bring it over?" Standing next to her was a The man's whole body was shrouded in black robes, and his voice was completely muffled by his cloak.

"No need, this kind of experiment we want to do can be done at any time. Now we should hurry up and complete our task and get started. Pigeon Village really has many interesting people." Orochimaru vomited. Use your tongue to slightly feel the moisture in the air.He put his hand to his mouth, bit it lightly with his teeth, and blood flowed from his thumb. He dipped it in the blood and made a seal with a grim smile.

"Ninjutsu: Psychic Technique!"

Four or five giant snakes as big as mountains appeared in Pigeon Village. They swept away a large number of ninjas on the ground. In an instant, the situation was reversed. The townspeople who were supposed to be bullied and killed actually had the ability to fight back.

The appearance of the big snake made most ninjas busy cleaning it up, giving the zombie brigade time to catch their breath. They attacked the ninjas of Pigeon Village in groups. Even though the individual soldiers of Pigeon Village were extremely capable, they were not afraid of death in the face of it. And they have an absolute advantage in numbers. Facing the ninja army, they are not at a disadvantage.

"Then it's time for you to fight. Just leave the rest to me." Orochimaru glanced at the battlefield from a distance, and saw a seventeen or eighteen-year-old boy in white clothes. He was dressed like a doctor. But there were sharp knives underneath the white coat that symbolized saving people. Countless zombies tried to attack him, but only a few succeeded in encountering him.A large number of zombies were chopped into pieces in front of him.A body that is too broken makes it difficult to be reborn.

"Although it is only a semi-finished product, and even infecting genin is difficult, it still has some effect. As long as the mother body in Ping'an Town is fine, zombies can be resurrected indefinitely."

Orochimaru looked at the fighting zombies. He said they were zombies but they were not. They had memories and did not have particularly strong desires. They just had to obey his orders unless they were infected.His body moved and he started running quickly in Pigeon Village. His purpose was very clear, which was the huge ninja academy in the village...

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The young man in Ping'an Town turned around and fled from the streets.But what greeted him was not any light, but the thick fog and rain outside that made it almost impossible to see anything, as well as the wandering monsters. They all set off towards the Pigeon Village together.The flames flickered from time to time in the rainy night, and the burning smell of the flames coming from Pigeon Village could be smelled from a long distance away.

Looking at these monsters, after hesitating for a moment, the young man finally retreated and re-entered the room deep in the house, closing the door with a little reluctance.

Facing this deserted town full of monsters, facing this heavy rain that seems to never stop... how helpless I feel!

It's such a disgusting feeling, disgusting at my own weakness, disgusting at my own incompetence, disgusting at being so cowardly when I'm in danger.

"call........"

Taking a deep breath, the young man calmed himself down and looked around with his eyes wide open, trying to see as much as possible of everything in this room. This was a warehouse where items were stored.He suppressed the fear and anxiety in his heart, swallowed, took steps, and began to explore forward.

Warehouse furnishings, chaos.

The young man supported the container next to him and walked forward cautiously.He walked very slowly and very carefully.

Click, click, click, click, click, click, click, click, click, click, click, click, click, click, click, click, click, click, click, click, click, click, click, click, click, click, click, click, click, click, click, click, click, click, click, click, click, click, click, click, click, click—

Something suddenly appeared at the young man's feet. The thing rolled forward as soon as he stepped on it.

The young man was startled and quickly took a step back. He held a stick in one hand to warn the front and pressed the door with the other hand. If anything went wrong, he would rush out immediately.He stared wide-eyed into the darkness before him.He held his breath and listened to the clattering sound coming from his ears.

Click, click, click.

The sound stopped.

As the sound stopped, a light suddenly flashed in the darkness.

The young man took a closer look and saw that the source of the light was a flashlight leaning on the edge of the shelf that was powered by magic.This lonely light is as heart-warming as the light of hope in this dark world.

Thinking about it this way, it must have been this flashlight that I stepped on just now. It hit the shelf and accidentally activated the switch, giving me a chance to see it.

Thinking of this, the young man breathed a sigh of relief and walked towards the direction of the light.But when he walked to the flashlight, his eyes turned sideways inadvertently...

The light of the flashlight was impartial and projected on a mirror frame that fell to the ground.The glass in the frame was broken. There was no photo inside, but there was a piece of paper stuck inside.

The boy couldn't see clearly what was written on the paper.

Perhaps due to its age, the paper looked yellowed, and it was also full of filth.Coupled with the resistance of the glass shards, it was even harder to see anything clearly.

He hesitated for a moment, then bent down to pick up the flashlight and slowly walked towards the frame.I carefully pushed aside the broken glass, picked up the frame, and looked at it carefully with the light of the flashlight...

(This is not a resurrection at all!)

The handwriting is very heavy, and the pen seems to be worn out if you use it deeply, but the writing is very standard, and it is written carefully stroke by stroke, like a child learning to write, but there is no trace of childlike innocence in the content. , on the contrary, there is more horror.Yes, living like this is not considered alive at all, it is just a monster with its own consciousness and memory...the so-called resurrection is nothing more than that.

drop.....

A soft sound suddenly appeared in the dark warehouse.

The young man was stunned, lowered his head, and looked at the frame in his hand...

Water droplets came from nowhere and fell on the frame.The water droplets reflected on the paper, slightly melting the writing.

One drop...and another drop...and another drop.

The young man immediately took two steps back, but what made his eyes gradually expand was that those water droplets seemed to have some kind of consciousness, always dripping on the frame of her hand, and the writing became more and more blurry as it melted, and finally …Finally I couldn’t see clearly.

The young man was stunned. Suddenly, he seemed to notice something, and reached out to touch the melted writings in the frame of the mirror...

Sticky.

Although they are old, there is no doubt that these things stuck to my fingers are...

blood.......

Beep... beep beep... beep beep beep... beep beep beep...

The water drops were falling faster and faster, and the young man was shocked. When he saw the frame in his hand being gradually submerged by the water droplets, he instinctively threw the frame forward and stepped back, and at the same time raised the flashlight in his hand. Shine toward the ceiling.

.........

Nothing at all.

No leaks or cracks.

There was nothing but those dim yellow spots on the ceiling...

The cold feeling made the young man shiver.

He couldn't help but cover his shoulders. The weak light of the flashlight swept around and saw the stairs going up.He glanced at the stairs leading to the second floor with a slight hesitation, then looked at the spot where blood was dripping on the ceiling, gritted his teeth, and walked towards the stairs.

There was a creaking sound under the stairs, and the old wooden boards seemed to be no longer so strong due to moisture corrosion.Every time you take a step, your whole body can't help but sink slightly.

The young man's hand grasped the guardrail and slowly climbed up to the second floor step by step.But just as he felt lucky that he had gone upstairs safely, the moment his flashlight swept across the aisle...

On the other side of the aisle, a figure flashed past quickly.He was immediately startled. The figure was not tall, and was even a little short.

"Stop! Don't be afraid, I'm not a bad person!"

However, the figure over there ignored the young man and disappeared directly around the corner of the corridor.Did he not see himself or hear his own words?How can this be?

The young man became anxious now. He immediately grabbed the flashlight in his hand and ran towards the darkness quickly.

His footsteps made a loud sound throughout the corridor.The fragile floor, which was almost completely corroded by moisture, looked more like a drum set.

Accompanied by these sounds, he turned around the aisle and saw that there was only one door in front of him. Seeing this, of course he opened the door without hesitation and rushed in.

"brat......."

At this moment when the door is opened, does one's hell leave?

And will the long-lost human world finally come?