Naruto: Become Uchiha Madara’s mobile health pack

The broken legs and meridians have completed their "mission" and it's time to heal them.

Shakuhachi helped connect some of the meridians. After all, he was getting older and his chakra was getting less and less. If he wanted to rely on medical ninjutsu to connect them all, it would take a long time, and Kamui simply couldn't wait for that. Long.

During these days, he has been condensing the chakra that can be mobilized to open the space. Shakuhachi helped him connect part of the meridians that transport chakra, which made it easier for him to condense the chakra and open the space. In this way, it can only be turned on once every few days.

After returning to Uchiha for more than a month, Kamui opened the space a total of eight times. As long as the space is opened, regardless of whether the game character you want is shaken or not, the chakra will be consumed, so he is getting weaker and weaker.

Fortunately, he stayed in his room every day with the excuse of having inconvenient legs and feet, so no one noticed his abnormality.

Finally, after opening the space for the ninth time, the divine power once again reached Bian Que.

At that time, the beauty Xiao Qiao from Jiangdong appeared on the first panel, and the God of Death Bai Qi appeared on the second panel. Just when he felt that this opening was another empty joy, the dream appeared in front of him. That character image.

Bian Que, he finally shook Bian Que out again.

Ignoring the excitement, Shenwei must now heal all the injuries on his body within one day. Bian Que's ability will disappear after one day, and he doesn't know what year or month he wants to shake him next.

The repair of meridians is a very delicate and time-consuming matter. Kamui loosened the wide belt around his waist, took off his kimono, and piled it on his waist.

Although it was the twelfth lunar month in the cold winter, because there was a charcoal pot burning in the room for heating, my thin upper body did not feel very cold when it was exposed to the air.

The chakra light group, which emits bright green light, condenses in the palm of the hand. The light group gradually becomes larger and wraps the entire palm.

The meridians of the limbs have been repaired by the Shakuhachi. Now, only the meridians on the trunk are left. He is slowly searching with his palms against the skin. He must concentrate 12 points of attention to transport the meridians from the skin, flesh, blood vessels and fascia. Carat's meridians were carefully uncovered.

For him who is not a medical ninja in the first place, if he is interrupted, he has to start over.

He started repairing it after dinner and bathing the night before. By the time Shenwei repaired all the remaining broken meridians in his body, it was already noon on the second day.

During this time, Asue came to bring him breakfast, but he drove him away because he wanted to sleep more.

The sky was changing from dark to bright, and the midday sun penetrated through the paper door near the yard and shone in. It replaced the charcoal fire that had been extinguished long ago and gave Kamui some warmth.

He hadn't slept all night, and his nerves had been tense all the time. Now, after relaxing, he was so tired that he no longer had the strength to move his fingers.

After resting for only a moment, Kamui stared at the sky outside in a daze. It was only six or seven hours before dinner, which meant that he had to heal his leg in the remaining time.

If you want to straighten out the wrongly healed bones, the most direct way is to break and rejoin them.

Rao has Bian Que's ability, but the person who uses this ability is himself. He dare not use the ability to relieve pain. Pain relief will make his sensory nerves dull. If anything goes wrong during the treatment, it is likely to be caused by discomfort. It hurts and makes a mistake.

Now, Shenwei doesn't have the cost of trial and error. As time passes by, he has to succeed every time.

Breaking your kneecap with your own hands and then having it treated again is a very psychological test.

Being injured inadvertently is a completely different feeling than knowing that you will be injured and then waiting with your eyes open.

Kamui rolled up his trousers to expose his slightly deformed right knee.

Make a fist with your right hand and slowly accumulate strength. I learned it from the Hinata family and use the chakra acupuncture points to let the chakra spread out and wrap the fist. This can make the punch exert several times the usual power.

He made up his mind to punch it down, but even though he was mentally prepared, Kamui still let out a cry of pain.

"Well--"

The painful and suppressed sound penetrated the paper door. Just as Madara was about to knock on the door, he heard the sound coming from the room.

Without any hesitation, he opened the paper door. He didn't know how much force he used to tear off the lock inside the door.

With a crash, he pushed the paper door to the other side.

The person sitting in the backlight slowly turned his face, and Madara was stunned for a moment.

Kamui's hair was disheveled, and he bit a strand of black hair in his mouth to prevent the pain from biting his tongue.

He turned around and glanced at the person without energy, his pale face dripping with cold sweat.

At the entrance of the room where there was not much light, Madara stood there and looked at him blankly, tall and burly like a door god.

I saw clearly who was coming...

The next second—

"Get out!"

The mild scolding brought Madara back to the real world.

Madara walked out disobediently, walking toward Kamui step by step in vain. The kimono was still piled around his waist and he had not yet put it on. His entire back was exposed, and his long black hair only covered a small part.

"Didn't you hear me tell you to get out?" Kamui was angry, trying to pull up the kimono with both hands.

The next moment, Madara's hand was grabbed. He was full of blood and his face was as dark as a black-faced Shura.

Madara frowned and looked at Kamui's back and arms, and gently touched the scars inlaid on his back with one hand.

Just by looking at the new raised flesh after healing, you can tell how deep the injury was.

Madara heard his teeth chattering, and even his hands were shaking.

"Who did it?"

Kamui felt the fingertips wandering on the scar on his back, and even the pain in his legs eased a bit as his attention shifted.

"I'm asking you who did it! Tell me your name!" He yelled and suddenly turned Shenwei around to face him.

These scars were like shurikens stabbing his eyes and heart, and Madara felt like he was going crazy.

Kamui looked at the furious man in front of him with very complicated emotions.

Madara was waiting for his answer, but at this moment Kamui was thinking about how to maximize the benefits.

The pain in his legs always distracted him. He frowned and could not stop the cold sweat rolling down his face.

Kamui bit the inside of his lip to prevent himself from crying out in pain, which seemed to Madara to be a sign of stubbornness.

The red eyes suddenly changed, and the two magatama turned crazily. When everything settled, the original two magatama turned into three.

Kamui squinted and took a deep breath. Such anger actually made Madara's eyes evolve.

It seemed that he was indeed in pain and stimulated.

"Is there anything else that you haven't told me?" He thought he knew everything, but now it seemed that Kamui had hidden many wounds.

These criss-crossing scars were obviously scratched one by one with a sharp instrument. Will the other party relieve Kamui's pain before injuring him?It’s impossible to even think about it.

Kamui must have felt this cutting-like pain from beginning to end while he was awake.

How could they, how could they use such torture methods? How could they...

"Didn't that bastard say you were just not very free? He never said you suffered like this. Damn it, he lied to me..."

Kamui's leg hurt so much that he didn't have much thought to listen to what Madara said.

"What else did they do to you, Shenwei, tell me, tell me quickly!"

Madara's pained face magnified in front of Kamui. He pushed away Madara's hands that were holding him, and pulled up the kimono.

The clothes completely covered the scars, and Kamui forced himself to smile with his mouth flat.

"So what if I know? Didn't you already swear to me that you will destroy Hinata? In that case, what's the difference if you say it or not?"

He turned his face sideways and looked into Madara Magatama's eyes, and his voice became weaker and weaker, "Speaking out, there are only so many people in pain. I have already endured those pains, and now they no longer itch or hurt. , there is no need to say it.”

Kamui saw with his own eyes Madara's self-blame, pain and anger. He knew that as long as he acted for Madara's sake, Madara would feel more guilty towards him.

Although he sent himself to Hinata, if he says that Madara is a heartless person because of this, from an objective point of view, this is not the case.

Kamui watched Madara lower his head in pain in front of him, like a sinner who could not be redeemed.

He raised the corners of his mouth in satisfaction.

[Yes, that’s it, living with endless guilt and atonement for me, becoming a tool in my hands.

After being controlled by others, I want to become the person who stands at the top of the ninja world. I will make the rules of the game, and I will control the fate of all of you.

I left you with this life for this reason.

Uchiha Madara. 】