Build the world of Naruto

In this world where technology has reached his second uncle's house, Naruto was extremely excited when he made a phone call for the first time. Hinata also found it interesting to be exposed to such a novel way of talking for the first time.

So the two of them spent half the night cooking slugs.

You will always talk more when you are not face-to-face than when you are face-to-face. Naruto was in a very high mood and said a lot of funny words. The little girl couldn't bear the stimulation, and her face temperature did not drop all night long, it was so hot. The slug kept hiding.

In the end, the old father-in-law who couldn't stand it anymore came forward to take over Hinata's slug and ended this revolutionary flirtation.

Even so, Naruto didn't stop. Naruto, who was having fun chatting, chatted a few more words with his old father-in-law.

"Good night, uncle, wish you sweet dreams, over." Sensing that his old father-in-law's chakra was about to explode in Konoha, Naruto reluctantly put down the slug next to his ear and pressed it on its belly.

"Why did you press me?" the little slug tilted his head and asked in confusion.

"Um..." Naruto was immediately asked.

"Also, Naruto-kun, can you not be so close next time when you talk? Although I am not allergic to human saliva, it is still quite uncomfortable for my senses." The slug twisted its small body and felt the heartbeat from Naruto's hand. On the grass, walking back and forth among the blades of grass, wiping your body.

"Uh, sorry, I'm used to it." This was the first time for Naruto, a man in two lifetimes, to talk to someone on a cell phone who disliked him for talking too much. He didn't know how to respond for a moment.

Kakashi looked on in shock. Naruto had gone back to the house and lay down. His mind hadn't turned around yet, until the slug controlled Naruto's snail clone and squirmed out to eat grass. Kakashi looked up at the sky. Say one sentence: "It's really revolutionary."

"Lord Slug, please convey this matter to Hokage-sama."

"Okay." The slug tapped its tentacles, but it didn't feel anything at all. It just regarded it as an ordinary conversation.

In the cool night, the chirping of insects was mixed with the sound of snails pulling grass. Kakashi looked up at the stars, his eyes blurred, recalling the past.

If you had such conditions at the time, would you still have made that choice?

"Kakashi? Did you hear that?" Tsunade's voice rang from his ears. Kakashi came back to his senses and turned his head to face the snail spitting grass foam from its mouth and the slug on its head.

"heard it."

"Come and tell me how he came up with it."

"Do you think I can know what he thinks?" Kakashi asked.

Intelligence is the top priority for ninjas. Countless ninjas have died in order to obtain information, and the information they exchanged for their lives is also timely. How many ninjas have fallen into the enemy's trap and been killed because of outdated information? Kakashi didn't count the number of people who were baring their teeth and curling their mouths while tied to a stool, but there were definitely quite a few.

This is still a time of peace, and the transmission of orders and information during times of war is even more important.

experienced three lives

During the World War, Konoha has put a lot of effort into this aspect. At present, the fastest and most convenient way is to have the Yamanaka clan sit at the headquarters and use high-power equipment to increase the range of spiritual radiation to transmit information to the outside. The information is transmitted so fast that it is almost a thought. However, the distance that this speed can be transmitted is limited. If you want to transmit it to the battlefield, you need to establish a transfer station, and frontline combatants also have to carry receivers.

Not to mention the cumbersome equipment, just guarding these transfer stations requires a large number of manpower.

But now everything has been broken. The Hokage can sit in the office and order any team on the front line to move forward a few dozen meters. Whether there is a detonating symbol in that place is another matter. The timeliness of this is beyond doubt.

Just because a kid who's up in the middle of the night wants to talk to his girlfriend.

what did he think.

Is it difficult to imitate other people's speech? It's not difficult. Kakashi remembered that he learned it in just two hours. It was not surprising that slugs would imitate him. The principle of slugs transmitting information is also very simple, because they are all controlled by one consciousness.

But these two simple things, no one has thought of combining them for so many years.

Is it because we don’t know how to play or is he too good at playing?

That night, Kakashi tossed and turned for half the night without thinking about this problem.

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The next morning, Naruto got up to receive the memories from the clones released last night. He was confused for a while, rinsed his head with cold water to clear his brain, and then released a bunch of clones and sent them to various places.

Different from the past, today there is an extra clone going to Mt. Miaomu.

"Okay, my name is Uzumaki Grylls. Today I will sneak into the legendary Mt. Miaomu to show you the whole process of Jiraiya, one of the three ninjas, the second cultivation of immortality. Look, he is sitting there. It was Jiraiya who came in and out with his upper body naked in front of the pond, which may be different from what everyone imagined, but this is all due to force majeure, and it is normal for middle-aged people to have a little belly..." In the morning sun, a self-proclaimed Uzumaki Gerry Erse's clone broke the peace of Miaomu Mountain, holding photography equipment, and slowly approached Jiraiya.

Jiraiya's eyelids were twitching wildly. I specifically chose to come here in the morning, and yet I could still be blocked by you. Are you sent by God to fight against me?

Also, what do you mean by recording me?Who do you want to show it to?

"Boom."

Fukasaku Sennin knocked down Jiraiya with a stick and said calmly: "Calm down."

The perfect immortals are all perfect, and the imperfect ones each have their own flaws.

Fukasaku Sennin didn't know what Jiraiya's problem was, so he chose to start from the beginning and investigate step by step.

Of course, the step of dripping oil is not necessary, because there is not much oil left in Miaomu Mountain.

The black stick was extremely painful. After many years, Jiraiya recalled the fear of being dominated by the black stick. He stretched out his hands to rub his back. When he saw the clone who was still holding back a smile while filming, his hands became angry.

"A villain."