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Fugaku sat in front of the window in a daze, staring at the dark clan land in a daze.

What just happened...

dream?Delusion?Hallucination?

Uchiha Fugaku quietly looked at the translucent panel floating in front of him, took a deep breath, and understood that everything he had just experienced was real.

Customer name: Uchiha Fugaku

Possess points: 0

Rental Ability: [LV1 Characteristic: Predictive Dream]*1

"Can you foresee future dangers?"

The light in Uchiha Fugaku's eyes flickered, and the idea of ​​using the rental ability came to his mind: "Then let me see if this is true or not!"

His vision gradually became blurry, and Fugaku turned to look beside him. His wife, Mikoto, was kneeling beside him.

Fugaku was confused. His wife had been pregnant for nearly three months and should be sleeping soundly at this time. Why did his wife not only look a little older, but also kneel here with him?

Uchiha Mikoto was closing her eyes, but Fugaku could catch a bit of reluctance and sadness from the corners of her mouth.

What's going on?what happened?

Fugaku wanted to ask, but found that he could not move or make a sound. Before he could react, he was suddenly shocked to see blood spilling from the corner of his wife's mouth, and her body fell slumped and weak.

Before Fugaku could get angry or sad, he felt a sudden sharp pain behind him, and then he also collapsed.

Feeling the vitality draining from his body rapidly, Uchiha Fugaku turned his eyes with difficulty, only to catch a glimpse of the cold light of a knife retracting. He tried to see clearly who the murderer of his husband and wife was, but his eyes suddenly went dark.

"Mikoto! Hahu, hahu, hahu..."

Uchiha Fugaku suddenly opened his eyes and yelled subconsciously. The scream was particularly loud in the silent night. There were even two or three people who were sleeping lightly. Several Uchiha near the patriarch's house were also startled by the sound. Turned on the light.

"Meow! Ugh! Meow!"

There is a faint sound of cats fighting in the street...

"Whoa, whoa, whoa..."

Uchiha Fugaku kept taking deep breaths, his pupils dilated.

A white and tender hand stretched out and gently put it on Fugaku's shoulder: "What's wrong?"

"What's wrong……"

Uchiha Fugaku turned his head and saw his wife, who was sleeping on the bed next to him, looking at him with concern: "Did you have a nightmare?"

"I, you, Mikoto..."

Fugaku reached out and held his wife's hand, feeling the familiar temperature, and his violently beating heart gradually slowed down.

Fugaku forced himself to regain his composure. Looking at Uchiha Mikoto's puzzled expression and her slightly pregnant belly, his dilated pupils regained focus. He twitched the corners of his mouth and squeezed out a smile, but his voice was a little dry.

"That's great Mikoto, you're still here, and so am I."

"what are you talking about?"

Uchiha Mikoto frowned slightly: "Am I not always here?"

"Yeah! Always there!"

Uchiha Fugaku nodded solemnly and was about to say something else when his son Uchiha Itachi's voice came from outside the door.

"Dad? Mom?"

Uchiha Itachi stood outside the door and said with concern: "I heard dad's roar..."

"Ah, it's Itachi."

Uchiha Fugaku heard his son's voice and regained his composure: "It's okay, I just had a bad dream. It's still early, so go back to sleep."

"Is that so...I see."

Listening to Itachi's footsteps gradually disappearing outside the door, Fugaku put his wife back to sleep.

.........

When he heard Mikoto's even breathing and confirmed that his wife was indeed asleep, the pretended calmness on Fugaku's face disappeared instantly and was replaced by a very ugly expression.

That was no ordinary nightmare...or rather, it was no simple dream!

Fugaku has been fighting on the battlefield for many years, and has experienced life and death crises again and again, and even fell into a near-death state!

But those were not as terrifying as the feeling of death just now!

The feeling of his life force slowly passing away was second, and the sight of Mikoto dying tragically next to him made him even more uneasy.

"Predictive dream..."

Uchiha Fugaku guessed that the scene he saw just now was most likely caused by the ability he "rented".

He murmured these three words repeatedly, and his face became increasingly ugly as he thought of the mysterious man's explanation for it.

Could what he saw just now be a scene that will happen in the future?

Will he and his wife be killed together in the future?

Moreover, he was still killed without any resistance?

how can that be!

Not to mention that he possesses the legendary Mangekyou Sharingan, his wife Mikoto was also a jounin back then. Even if her strength has declined over the years, she will not be someone willing to be slaughtered by others!

Could it be that the guy who killed the two of them was so powerful that they felt desperate and couldn't even think of resisting?

What the hell does this happen?

"Could it be that I made a huge mistake in the decision-making between the Uchiha clan and the village, and that's why I ended up like that?"

Uchiha Fugaku was filled with doubts, and his brows almost knitted into a knot.

There was so little information available from that moment just now!

"I need to know more!"

Uchiha Fugaku wanted to activate his "predictive dream" ability, but when he saw the dazzling "0" after the number of uses, he immediately understood what to do next.

…………

"I knew you'd come back."

Qingjiu looked at Fugaku, who had returned not long after leaving, and raised the corner of his mouth: "Continue the transaction?"

"This is 10 taels."

Uchiha Fugaku did not foolishly ask whether the scene he saw was true or false. He would rely on his own judgment to verify it.

This time he paid directly and said solemnly: "I want to rent the precognitive dream ten times."

"Is it just a first-level precognitive dream?"

Unexpectedly, Qingjiu did not make a direct transaction, but encouraged: "You can spend 20 points to unlock the rental authority for level two precognitive dreams.

By spending another 10 points, you can rent a Level [-] Predictive Dream once, which is much more effective than a Level [-] Predictive Dream. "

"Second level..."

Uchiha Fugaku frowned and said: "If I want to rent the second level, do I need to open additional permissions?"

"of course."

Qingjiu laughed in his heart. He only had a first-level precognitive dream. To upgrade to a second-level precognitive dream, he needed ten points. Where did these ten points come from? It was naturally the "authority fee" that Fugaku had to pay.

The wool comes from the sheep, so Fugaku spends money to help him upgrade his skills, and he backhand rents the upgraded skills to Fugaku to make more money.

When Fugaku helped him improve his characteristic skills, he was looking for an excuse such as "the economy was not functioning well" to remove the precognitive dream characteristics from the shelves, so that he could obtain advanced precognitive dream characteristics out of thin air!

Hiss, I'm so disgusting.

Qingjiu whispered in his heart, there is no other way, one is willing to fight and the other is willing to suffer.

He didn't buy or sell by force. Who told him to be in a monopoly industry?

"This……"

Uchiha Fugaku hesitated for a moment. As long as he saw who the murderer was, ten opportunities should be enough: "I'll think about it and continue the loan after using up these opportunities."

"Okay, okay, I look forward to our next visit."

Qingjiu clicked his tongue, and Fugaku's figure disappeared into the room.

His points have also reached 5.5, which is not a lot, but it is indeed a good start.

Moreover, thinking that after Fugaku learned about the scale armor on the night of the genocide, he would make impulse purchases again, and more points would be earned by then, Qingjiu's mood suddenly became happy.

Returning to the office of Konoha Hospital, Fenghua Aojiu stood up from the small bed in the office.

Looking through the window in the direction of the Uchiha clan, his eyes seemed to pierce the darkness.

"Ah."

Qingjiu stretched out his hand to close the curtains, then turned around and checked the locked door. A sign saying "No Doctor Available" was hung outside the door.

Looking at the other two abilities he had acquired besides precognitive dreams, his eyes flickered.

"There happens to be a skill column and a characteristic column empty. Next, I can finally strengthen myself."

The murmur of green wine echoed in the room, as if talking in sleep...