Naruto: My heart is as high as the sky, I want to become a god

When he heard the news, he had a smile on his face, but there was a depressing and cold atmosphere in the tent, which made people shudder.

The ninja who came to report felt it was difficult to breathe, and mountains of corpses and seas of blood appeared in front of his eyes.

Orochimaru didn't say anything, walked out of the tent and came to the place where the incident occurred.

Aunt Minako's hands were full of blood that hadn't dried yet, and she was pointing at the captain in charge of patrolling the camp and cursing.

"Because of this little oversight of yours, do you know how much pressure it has put on the medical team?"

"I'm sorry, I will definitely correct myself in the future." The sweaty captain bowed again at a 90-degree standard.

Seeing that Orochimaru was here for inspection, Aunt Minako didn't want to say anything and went back to set up the tent with a straight face.

Judging from her kick to open the tent, it was clear that her anger must not have subsided.

Seeing Orochimaru coming, the captain quickly walked up to him and lowered his head to explain the whole story of today's incident.

"Shixiong-kun?"

Orochimaru licked his tongue and walked towards the big tent.

When he came to the big tent, he stopped and said without looking back: "What are these patrols doing behind here?"

"I'm sorry!" The captain bowed deeply again, and then said sheepishly: "Three members of the patrol team, two genin have died, the chunin was seriously injured and is receiving treatment from Minako-sama."

Orochimaru said nothing more and walked into the big tent.

Inside the big tent, a ninja wearing a chuunin vest was lying on the operating table, not knowing whether he was alive or dead.

Aunt Minako is using palm magic to treat the terrifying gap on his back.

Back? Orochimaru looked at the injured chuunin with playful eyes, already condemning him to death in his heart.

When the people in the big tent saw Orochimaru coming, they all said hello and then went about their business.

Orochimaru walked up to Shiro and opened his eyelids.

"The art of Nairo's vision!"

A simple illusion plunged Baiwei into boundless fear.

With no resistance, he lay on the operating table and weakly begged for mercy: "Zhixiong-kun, it's all my fault, please don't give up on me."

This sentence made the already quiet but busy big tent even more audible.

I don't know when, Aunt Minako had stopped the palm magic in her hand. There was still a hole the size of half a fist on her back, and a pool of blood visible to the naked eye.

Afraid that Orochimaru would misunderstand this good boy Shixiong, Aunt Minako explained: "When I brought him here just now, Shixiong-kun seemed to have some conflicts with him. I have asked him to go to another tent to treat patients."

"interesting"

The dark yellow pupils dilated a bit. Orochimaru didn't say anything, but he seemed to have said something.

"I changed your test paper scores. I also changed your and that ninjutsu idiot's scores. Don't blame me. Only you, as a mortal, can show how powerful I am, hahaha."

Baiwei smiled a little crazy, like the patient making his last death struggle.

Aunt Minako shook her head, left the operating table, and went to help a male uncle.

Orochimaru did not urge him to talk about today's events, but listened to other people's gossip with great interest. Aunt Minako and others also pricked their ears to listen to the little genius's past.

At this time, the pain in his body may have been transmitted to the illusion. Baiwei said with a ferocious expression: "I imitated Teacher Sichuan Steel and asked you out. It's a pity that I didn't blow you up. If I had known, I would have put more in the box." A few detonating charms"

As he spoke, Baiwei started to breathe rapidly, vomited a few mouthfuls of blood with foam, and said intermittently: "I know you are following me, but you can't catch me, hahaha, hahaha."

While laughing and coughing, Baiwei started again, one after another talking about his experience in fishing at the outpost over the years.

In the end, I may feel that I have run out of energy, and Baiwei almost comes out word by word.

"Ever since I found out you came to the camp, I knew my good days were coming to an end."

"When I found those five people sneaking into the back of the camp, I knew I couldn't run away. It's a pity that the two genin who were cut off couldn't even hold back a breath. What a loser."

"The moment my back was blasted through, I was so disgusted! Why was my application to other outposts turned back! He really deserves to die~!!"

Orochimaru touched his nose unconsciously. It was a novel feeling to be scolded during a genjutsu, so he lifted the genjutsu.

Shiro, who was dying, saw Orochimaru squatting in front of him with a smile on his face, struggling to stand up and bow to Lord Orochimaru.

Unfortunately, my body no longer allows any other movements.

"What you just said, can you say it again? It was actually me who rejected your application."

The smile on Shiro's originally flattering face gradually disappeared. He looked at Orochimaru and felt the pain everywhere in his body. He cried and said: "Orochimaru-sama, please save my life. I will follow you from now on." "Sent"

Orochimaru smiled at Shiro. Just when he thought he was saved, Orochimaru stood up slowly without saying a word and walked straight towards the tent door.

At this point, I still don’t know that I have been given up!

Aunt Minako and others heard his cry for help and wanted to come over and kick him a few times to relieve their hatred.

If it hadn't been for his escaping behavior and if he had given warning in advance, how could so many ninjas have been injured? He really deserved to die!

"asshole"

"coward"

"You're such a bastard"

"Life is so fragile!" Orochimaru, who was standing at the door, sighed, opened the door curtain and walked out.

"Lord Orochimaru"

"Lord Orochimaru"

"Orochimaru Dai..."

Baiwei's last cry for life became deeper and deeper until it was inaudible. Because of his last cry for help, a pool of blood from his back flowed all over the operating table.

Soon the ninja responsible for cleaning up the body came over, picked him up like garbage, threw him in an unknown pit, and filled it with some soil.

A chuunin named Shiro ended his short life here. There was no epitaph, no tombstone, only a slightly bulging bump.

Baiwei left happily, but the mess he left behind was far from ending so quickly.

The explosion of the detonating talisman caused serious injuries to more than 20 ninjas. When five enemy ninjas escaped, more than a dozen ninjas suffered injuries of varying severity.

There are only four medical ninjas in the entire camp who can use Palm Senjutsu, so they can only treat the most seriously injured first. However, there are seven injured people. If they are not treated immediately, they will lie on the operating table and be unable to get up. No, there are six now.