Build the world of Naruto

The world is as small as an ant or as big as a star. They are all bound by a set of unwritten rules. Black people are three times stronger and white people are seven times weaker.

A few minutes later, Sasuke retched several times again, which was less severe than the last time. This was normal. It hurt the first time, but it didn't hurt as much after he got used to it the second time.

After vomiting for a few times, Sasuke propped up his body and closed his eyes to go in and continue to drink with himself.

Sakura didn't wait for Sasuke to refuse this time, and rushed over to hug him from behind like a duck: "Don't go anymore."

She understands the consequences of mental trauma better than anyone present. When the damage accumulates to the limit, the mind will collapse.

Sasuke raised his arms and broke away. Kakashi grabbed his hand and shook his head: "Listen to Sakura."

A small electric light appeared on Sasuke's body, and he broke away from Kakashi's hand. Without looking back, Yun said angrily: "Let go."

Unable to break free from Sakura's restraints, the lightning on Sasuke's body became more and more intense, and the tiny electric currents penetrated his bones like needles. Sakura was so shocked that her hair flew away, and then she gritted her teeth and hugged him tighter.

Sasuke wanted to continue to power up when he suddenly sensed something abnormal. When he turned his head, he saw a boxy red object coming towards him. With the blessing of Sharingan's dynamic vision, he could clearly see every line and protrusion of the object. They are gradually expanding in the eyes.

"you"

"Boom."

Bricks smashed.

It was shattered by Sakura's iron fist.

Sakura put her other hand on the back of Sasuke's head, and Sasuke rolled his eyes and fell unconscious.

A doctor has a thousand ways to save people and a thousand ways to kill people, let alone a famous doctor like Sakura. If he gets angry, he will stab you dozens of times and send you to the hospital with minor injuries at most. I'll help you cut your appendix.

Naruto felt sour in his heart that he wanted to eat a lemon, tut tut, tut tut, it's so irritating to compare people to others, being handsome has its benefits, even if he wants to slap him in the face.

He dusted off the broken bricks in his hands and kicked Sasuke: "Isn't that great? Look at how he seemed to be able to understand people just now."

Sakura was in shock and put Sasuke's head on her knees. She didn't know what Sasuke was going through inside. This was the first time she had seen Sasuke in such a violent state, and the little girl was frightened.

Kakashi rolled his eyes back and said it as if you could understand him, and he still had the nerve to criticize others.

He lowered his head and asked Sakura, "Is something wrong?"

"Phew, it's okay, just take a long time to recover." Sakura carefully withdrew the chakra for examination. Without taking her hand back, she placed her hand on Sasuke's frowning brow, rubbing, rubbing, rubbing.

After a while, after Sakura checked Sasuke to make sure everything was fine, the three of them discussed it and decided to continue exploring the space behind the waterfall.

Naruto was at the front, Kakashi in the middle, and Sakura at the end. Using chakra to create a water-blocking shield above her head, Sakura carried Sasuke through the waterfall.

Sakura righteously refused Naruto's request to send Sasuke back first on the grounds that Sasuke was unconscious and she was a doctor who could provide care, and resolutely chose to carry Sasuke on her back with her own weak body.

The back of the waterfall is very large. The fully enclosed space has only one entrance to the waterfall. The light is dark. The ground is covered with exactly one square of stones. On the left and right sides of the entrance are neatly arranged statues with pedestals.

"They're all headless." Sakura, who was walking at the back, looked at the stone statues around her and twisted her back. Her mouth was so pouting that she could hang a bottle of oil. She always said I was embarrassed, but now I don't feel embarrassed even if I carry you on my back. I know you are there. Lied to me.

 

There was nothing interesting about the stone statue, so Naruto led them directly to the statue on the wall at the end of the passage. The statue was several times larger than a person, with a sinister face and an angry mouth. It was just big enough for a person and a half to climb in.

Something happened, and Naruto was not in the mood to play the Headless Horseman game with them, so he directly put his hand in, stretched out his nine-tailed chakra claws, touched the ring inside and pulled back.

"Boom"

The mechanism was activated, and the wall a few meters away slowly moved away, revealing the room behind the wall.

Kakashi followed Naruto to the opening, ran his fingers along the wall step by step, feeling the barrier in the wall, and asked: "What is this place for?"

"It is said to be a place used to prevent outsiders from exploring the Jinchuuriki." Naruto opened his eyes and lied. This place was used to train how to control the power of the tailed beasts, but he didn't want Konoha to know about it.

Anyway, he doesn't need it. Let Konohagakure know that it's a lot of trouble. Naruto just talks nonsense. If you believe it or not, he won't care. If you don't believe it, just ask the Raikage.

The space inside the office door is completely different from the outside. It's like a group of painters who drank too much at a party and collectively spilled the dye. Bright yellow, bright white, and milky white colors cover the entire space. There is no pattern at all, and it's eye-catching to see. Not up, down, left or right.

Naruto took out the tapestry and threw it into the house, and then threw out an oil lamp. The oil lamp turned several times in the air and landed firmly on the tapestry.

There are two purposes for doing this, one is to measure the oxygen content, and the other is that once this special room is closed, there is only one mechanism inside that can be opened. Naruto doesn't know where the mechanism is, so he might as well try to open the door while letting the crazy clones guard it outside. Try to see if it can be sent out for convenience.

Sensing the special field of vision opened up by the oil lamp, Naruto opened the teleportation gate above the oil lamp to confirm that he could teleport. He waited for another 2 minutes before the oil lamp went out before he walked into the house.

Dizziness, very dizziness.

As soon as the door was closed, the whole room was integrated and looked vast, but his own feelings told him that the room was not big. The two feelings were intertwined and felt very awkward.

After being there for a while, Naruto couldn't bear the awkwardness, so he teleported out and opened the door again.

Inside the room, Kakashi pulled off his blindfold and scanned every detail with his Sharingan.

Turtle Island is the secret base of Cloud Hidden Village. I don't know how important such an island is. Now it is Naruto's trophy. It is very honorable to let him see it again. I don't know when it will be in the future. As The elite of Konoha, Kakashi does his best to obtain information that is beneficial to the village.

After reading and recording, and almost exploring the place, Kakashi nodded to Naruto with a stack of reports.

Naruto then took a few people back to Tazuna's house.

The Tazuna family had been waiting for a long time. Sakura carried Sasuke upstairs, and Kakashi and Tazuna handed over the mission report.

Dazuna just sighed and sat back on the sofa to light a cigarette, but Inari rushed into the kitchen to get an iron basin and a rolling pin and rushed out of the door.

The sound of hammering coming from outside the door was mixed with his excited shouts.

"If you can go to the sea, you can go to the sea."

The sound faded away.

"He's leaving now." Sakura went downstairs. She had already had an accident. If it happened for the second time in a short period of time, she was afraid that Sasuke would never ignore her again.

"Gone, alas."

Dazna put out the cigarette and let out a sigh, filled with the bitterness of an old craftsman who couldn't pass on his skills.