There is no Hokage in this world

The darkest hour before the dawn.

There is a dense forest behind the college.

A man in green robes sat slumped on the ground, his black hair sticking up stubbornly, just like his heart at the moment.

Stimulated by the severe pain, sweat seeped out from his forehead and fell to the root of his nose. Then it was blocked by an old scar across the bridge of his nose and rolled down his right cheek.

He tried to get up, but after struggling, he realized that it was a bit futile. He had to raise his head and look forward, looking at the white-haired man who was also wearing a green robe. There was no prayer or resentment in his eyes, only sympathy, and... Puzzled.

Because the person in front of him was once his closest friend, but now he stabbed him in the back.

"Where are Naruto and the secret scroll?" The white-haired man held a long sword in his right hand, with the tip of the sword pointing diagonally at the ground, and slowly walked towards the black-haired man.

The black-haired man suppressed the distracting thoughts in his heart and said coldly: "I will not give you the secret scroll..."

"You idiot, Naruto and I are actually the same person!"

"Same kind of person?"

The white-haired man stood less than a foot in front of the black-haired man: "As long as you can learn the spells in the secret scroll, you can do whatever you want. There is no way the fox demon will not use this power!"

"You're right!" The sarcasm flashed across the painful face of the black-haired man, and then a smile appeared again, "The fox demon will indeed do what you said, but Naruto is different. That little guy... …”

The smile on the black-haired man's face became softer, as if the pain on his body disappeared in an instant, but his tone became more firm: "That little guy is an outstanding student that I recognize. He is hardworking and dedicated. Although He is not clever enough and cannot be recognized by everyone, but he is pure in nature and can understand the pain in others' hearts. He is no longer a demon fox, but a member of the village and a disciple that I recognize!"

This sentence was so loud that it seemed to exhaust all the energy of the black-haired man.

He ignored the wound on his back and leaned directly against the big tree behind him.

The tree was so thick that it would take two or three adults to hug it. It was obviously not a jujube tree.

Five or six feet away from the big tree, there is also a big tree that only three adults can hug. Of course it is not a jujube tree. Similarly, there is also a person sitting behind the trunk.

It was a boy who looked to be fourteen or fifteen years old, holding a scroll thicker than his thigh in his arms.

The young man has golden hair, which is tough and messy. It is restrained by a brown forehead band to prevent it from falling down and blocking his eyes.

At this time, the young man's blue eyes were sparkling with water, and his tears were like a raging flood, taking away all the confusion and haze in his heart.

The black-haired man didn't know that his words had completely brought a young man who was about to step into the abyss back to the right path.

Unlike the blond boy.

The white-haired man was obviously not moved by the black-haired man's words. On the contrary, as an adult, he had heard so many such words that he was tired of them. Every time he heard them again, the hostility in his heart would grow.

"Irredeemable, Yin Luka. Originally, I still missed my old relationship and spared your life, but now, I have changed my mind. Go to hell..."

As he spoke, the long sword in the white-haired man's hand had been raised and locked at the black-haired man's throat.

"Are you going to die here?" Yin Luka looked relieved. He closed his eyes and waited quietly for his former best friend to give himself a break.

However, he did not wait for the death sword after all.

"boom!"

A muffled sound came from the front.

Yin Luka opened his eyes suddenly and saw a long sword spinning into the air. After cutting off a few branches, it fell into the grass in the distance.

In front of him, a young man was holding a huge scroll with one hand, his back facing him.

Chaoyang was born.

Under the first ray of sunshine in the morning, the short golden hair glowed with warmth.

"Naruto!" Yin Luka called softly, his voice full of joy and worry.

"What are you doing?" The white-haired man made an accidental move, and the young man used the scroll to knock his long sword away. He was kicked in the abdomen and turned around in the air before he stood firmly.

Although this move did not hurt him, he was successfully attacked by a practicing apprentice, which made the white-haired man very angry.

"Don't touch Teacher Yin, or I'll kill you..." Naruto lowered his voice and roared, like a loyal dog protecting his family!

The white-haired man laughed angrily: "You little brat, I can kill you with one punch..."

"Then give it a try. If you dare to punch, I will repay you a thousand times. I will do what I say!" Naruto put his index and middle fingers together and formed a cross in front of him, his eyes fixed on the front.

Seeing that the idiot who had been deceived by him into stealing the forbidden book was actually in a fighting posture, the white-haired man was already furious: "Come and try if you have the guts, you demon fox!"

The name of the demon fox once again ignited Naruto's anger: "Just try it, you can transform into thousands..."

The next moment, countless Narutos surrounded the white-haired man.

The white-haired man was completely stunned. The anger in his heart disappeared in an instant, leaving only endless fear.

As one of Naruto's teachers, the white-haired man is very aware of Naruto's abilities. He is at the bottom in terms of theory and magic. Even his fighting skills are very rudimentary, but he has excellent physical talent, such as strength and speed. The best among the apprentices.

Even if there were dozens of such guys, the white-haired man was confident that he could deal with them, but at this time there were too many, so much that he couldn't muster the courage to fight at all.

"Come on, didn't you say you were going to kill me with one punch?" Seeing the frightened expression on the white-haired man's face, Naruto all became excited and shouted provocatively. Similar words came and went, like a continuous stream in a canyon. Absolute echo.

"If you don't come over, then I will take action first, one punch per person, and I will do what I say!"

Thousands of Narutos, arranged in groups of three and five, lined up and took turns to fight, one punch per person, no more, no less.

The ones in the front disappeared on their own after finishing the fight, while the ones in the back were clamoring and eager to try!

In the forest, the sounds of fists and flesh colliding one after another, accompanied by the white-haired man's screams, formed a beautiful piece of music.

Yin Luka watched his disciple show off his power, with a happy smile on his face. Suddenly, he glanced out of the corner of his eye and found an alien among a group of Naruto who were eager to try.

Unlike the other Narutos who were queuing up and rushing towards the white-haired man with excitement on their faces, this Naruto had a languid expression and went against the flow of people and squeezed out of the circle.

Just when Yinluka thought that this was his "good friend" using the transformation technique, Li Daitao froze and fled, but he saw this Naruto slowly walking to a big tree stump and sitting on it.

"What's going on?" Yin Luka looked confused, but the distance was too far, the sound of Naruto beating people was too loud, and he was too weak to remind him loudly.

"Do what you say, this is Naruto's way of ninja. A thousand shadow clones, one punch per person. Even if each person takes one second, that's sixteen minutes. Even if there are several people together, and discounting, it will be at least 6 Minutes are needed, what can you do in 5 minutes?”

The alien Naruto murmured.

"The memories of the shadow clone will return to the main body as they are lifted. I don't know if these memories can bypass the seal and seize control of the main body! If it can, the seal placed on me by the Fourth Hokage will be self-defeating. I'm afraid He would never have thought that his son would secretly learn the art of multiple shadow clones!"

"Huh? Why is Iruka always staring at me?" As if aware of the strange gaze, the alien Naruto glanced at Yinluka in the distance through the crowd, "By the way, his robe is quite nice, but how can he be so different from the ninja?" Is the style of the vest a little different?”

The alien Naruto knocked on his forehead, trying to find clues from his memory, but found nothing.

Logically speaking, the shadow clone has the same memory as the main body, but obviously, he is not an alien.

Because he was not Naruto originally, but was called Ren Ming, a time traveler who successfully traveled into Naruto two days ago and had all his memories sealed just after merging with his soul.