Build the world of Naruto

In the end, Naruto got a certificate from Konoha Hospital.

When he came yesterday, the pieced-together human body on the ground was tied with tape by Naruto and looked like the outer packaging of an inflatable doll distributed by an unscrupulous merchant. Dr. Fujikawa didn't notice it and only saw some broken pieces. When he and his colleagues went to pick it up in the afternoon , only to discover that these fragments did not come from the same clone!

This kind of behavior of piecing together the fragments of different individuals into one person is not a lunatic, and even their hospital does not dare to do this.

What's more, these individuals are clones, and theoretically they are still him!

Before they took away the spliced ​​body, Naruto thought about it for a long time, and finally broke a piece of his crotch into pieces.

Fujikawa smiled and said it was not necessary. They were both doctors and had seen a lot of this kind of thing. It was true. In fact, Sakura had probably seen more than Naruto had seen in his two lifetimes combined.

Naruto said he couldn't accept it in his heart.

Fujikawa said it didn't matter, that part had no research value anyway. In their eyes, it didn't have many dangerous diseases, and even if it did, it would be a big deal to cut it off.

The transaction period between the two parties is two days and 48 hours. Naruto's prescribed retention time for each clone is 12 hours, so someone will come to pick up the spliced ​​body at six o'clock every morning and evening, which will not affect Naruto's work and rest, and those doctors... They decided to explode.

As soon as the doctor left, Naruto and a bunch of his clones were left in the woods. Naruto still trained by beating the stake. After years of training, Naruto had developed muscle memory. When he stood in front of the stake, his brain had not moved yet. , the arm automatically punched, and then without thinking, the other arm automatically followed, and the other corresponding breathing, waist and legs also cooperated tacitly.

Just like when I turned on the computer in an Internet cafe and opened the league inexplicably without thinking about it.

The thumping sound was like beating a drum, cheering up the clone training the Flying Thunder God next to him.

Dozens of clones surround the circle, turning this area into a field hospital ward. Some are missing arms, legs, livers, hearts and eyes, and kidneys. No clone is complete. The picture is complete. For a flash, they didn't move, and there was another strange-shaped organ on the ground. If any young lady suddenly broke in, she would definitely be frightened and roll her eyes.

A little slug was lying on top of the iron stake. Every time Naruto beat it, it would shrink and then open again. It seemed to be frightened, but it would not move away.

After shaking for a few times, the little slug spoke, with a female voice: "Can you trouble Individual No. 22 to learn about abdominal breathing?"

The clone with the number 22 label on its back did it once, and then said to the slug: "Is it okay? Sister, what do you think of my kidney?"

"That's it...the kidneys are good and very healthy."

Over at the hospital, a female doctor lowered her head and recorded data in her notes, wondering why the rumored Konoha rabid dog was so obsessed with kidneys?

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When I focus on doing things, it always feels like the days go by quickly. The time in the grove and the hospital seems to be connected with Mt. Miaomu. It passes quickly, and the two days pass quickly.

Through this cooperation, Konoha Hospital obtained a large amount of human body data, which made people soft-spoken, and some negative news about Naruto in the hospital was almost eliminated.

Apart from these data, these doctors also found two points.

This rabid dog is in really good shape.

There is also chakra, which is not ordinary.

They initially thought it was amazing that the clone could last for five hours, but they didn't expect it to be twelve hours. In the end, they found out that these twelve hours were released at their own request.

In the past two days, the clone has been training the Flying Thunder God, having a great time, and summarizing the rules of the Flying Thunder God.

After two days of summary, I found that the pattern is... there is no pattern.

Toes, fingers, blood vessels, and internal organs will all fly away without any pattern, different sizes, and the shape will not be repeated each time, and they cannot be put back.

Even the brain will fly out. At this time, there is a clone holding his own brain and shaking his head, observing its tofu-like fluctuations.

It's not that big things can't be transferred. The chakra given by the clone every time it flies is very sufficient. In two days, there was also a situation where the whole person flew over, but the hair was not transferred.

The Flying Thunder God would definitely not be able to use it like this. Naruto didn't dare to use it without saying it, and the clone couldn't be used in actual combat.

Think about it, if you are having a good fight with Madara, Naruto throws a special kunai, and the clone seizes the opportunity to use Flying Thunder God.

piaji.

A piece of chicken was passed over and he was so happy...

Madara is so angry that he has eight or nine magatama eyes.

Or the clone wrapped a circle of Saddam warrior equipment and rushed towards the enemy group. A kunai arrived first, and then... the detonator was passed to the enemy's hands...

This doesn't work, Flying Thunder God shouldn't be such a funny ninjutsu.

So Naruto decided to ask the boss for advice and ask if his apprentice at that time had any tips.

The way to find Jiraiya is very simple, even if he is hidden. Not mentioning the location of the slug, just find the city where Jiraiya is rumored to be, follow a young lady who looks very big, and finally end up in an uninhabited alley. I used Bi Dong on the young lady and asked her if she had ever encountered a pervert. If she was not pointing in the direction of you, it must be Jiraiya.

However, Naruto didn't use this method and quickly found Jiraiya's location, inside a Kabukicho.

This is normal. I have been a police officer for 2000 times during four years of anti-pornography, and he has been caught every time. It is definitely not just Jiraiya who went there 2000 times. If he worked three shifts in the morning, noon and evening, and occasionally worked overtime at night, he could have been caught 5000 times. .

Arriving at Kabukicho, I squeezed all the way to Jiraiya's box. Before I even knocked on the door, I heard a conversation coming from inside.

"Axiang, have you finished washing?"

"Urge, urge, urge, why urge? You stinky men are really difficult to take care of. You just know how to urge. If you don't wash the fragrance, you are still not happy..."

The second voice was very quiet, like it was separated by two doors.

Hmm? Wash with fragrance? ?

So is there anything I can do?

Secretly communicating with the clone, Naruto knocked on the door and coughed twice: "Ahem...open the door...anti-pornography!"

"Get out of here you brat!"

Naruto smiled and opened the door. The moment he opened the door, chakra began to leak out at a slow speed.

About 0.2 cards per second.

Inside the room, Jiraiya was sitting on the sofa with his arms spread wide. There was a wine glass on the card table in front of him, and his face was red. This should be because he drank the snake wine concocted by Naruto.

mental state

Not bad at all.

According to the original timeline, Jiraiya went to the Rain Ninja Village after the Yu Gao incident. It stands to reason that he should be in the water now and not in the town. However, Naruto, a big-headed moth, has changed a lot of things. Now Jiraiya He didn't regard Akatsuki as a big threat, and even Konoha didn't worry much about Akatsuki's problems.

Then there's a bunch of people who haven't even beaten a single genin in my village, so there's nothing to worry about.

"What are you doing here again?" Jiraiya looked at Naruto slightly warily.

Then he felt the chakra filling the air: "If you can absorb this chakra, I can sense you from a long distance."

There was a sound of splashing water coming from another small door in the house. Naruto covered his nose and came to the side of Jiraiya. He said without blushing and out of breath: "I have been practicing flying Thunder God recently. It feels like being sliced. There is leakage everywhere in the body, and it overflows unconsciously.”

Jiraiya glared at him.

Why are you sitting here?

I feel like I'm almost covered in chakra.

"Licious old man, you said that the fourth generation was your apprentice, so I wanted to come over and ask you if he said anything to you back then?"

"I have said something, please tell me your situation first."

Naruto told the truth about the problems he had recently encountered.

At the same time, in the bathroom next door, a clone slowly squeezed out of the soil and came to the tub where the eldest sister was taking a bath. The eldest sister was humming a song and washing her arms. From time to time, petals were picked up and slipped from the white and tender skin. The clone ...completely ignored.

He took out a vase, crushed a powerful medicine, Sakura-style old prescription, put it in, shook and tilted the mouth of the bottle, took out a gel dropper and sucked it up, and then put the dropper on the edge of the tub.

Dark brown liquid slid down the side of the barrel.

"Well... the fourth generation has indeed encountered the problem you mentioned, and as his teacher, he naturally asked me about it!" Jiraiya's face flashed with pride.

Then his face fell: "It's a pity that I don't know how to do it. I haven't done much research on time and space, and I haven't said anything."

Seeing that Naruto was a little disappointed, Jiraiya changed the topic: "But he later studied it and told me some insights."

"What's your experience? How to improve?" Naruto's eyes lit up and he stood up suddenly.

"There is no method, only one sentence, random yet precise, single yet diverse!"

Naruto held his chin and thought, this sentence seems to be an opposite existence no matter how you look at it. Randomness cannot be accurate. How can a single thing be diverse?

Isn’t this just screwing yourself?

The first one is easy to understand. Until now, when he practiced Flying Thunder God, he had always transferred the pieces randomly. No piece of meat was the same. Could it be that these pieces of meat were randomly transferred together accurately?What's the difference between that and a tornado blowing up a bunch of parts to the ground to build a 66 oil leaking car?

What about the second one...

The light tube above his head flickered, hitting Naruto's hair, flashing different colors, but the underlying color was still the same yellow.

There is also some embarrassment.

Should it be said that they are father and son?

The paths chosen are all so similar.

He believed that it was only a matter of time before Naruto could learn to fly the Thunder God, and after he finished learning, he would be the first to come to him to demonstrate.

Thinking of this child suddenly flashing beside him holding a Rasengan, Jiraiya couldn't think of words to express that feeling.

A faint purple light lit up, forming a halo around Naruto.

"After all, I don't understand Flying Thunder God... If you want to ask, you can go to Shiranui..."

Naruto suddenly tapped his hand: "I understand!"

Then the transfer is started.

What did you say? !

Jiraiya slapped the table and flew forward with a kick.

Passed through Naruto.

"Thank you, master, I'm leaving." Naruto waved goodbye to Jiraiya.

Don't leave, tell me what you know!

Jiraiya was angry, but Naruto's teleportation process was not affected by external forces, and he no longer wasted any energy. He covered his chest and pointed at Naruto, his fingers unable to stop trembling.

"Crack."

After finishing cleaning up, Axiang pushed open the bathroom door, and Jiraiya's perspective changed instantly.

"What... happened?"

"It's nothing." Jiraiya sat back on the sofa. He was about to take a sip of wine to calm down his shock, but quickly put it down and patted his chest fearfully.

You can't drink this drink again.

"Why are you always covering your chest?" Axiang sat next to him.

"My heart is bitter." Jiraiya said gloomily.

This apprentice is really a scammer.

"Then... do you want to know if Axiang is feeling miserable?" Axiang took Jiraiya's hand covering his chest and held it in the same position.

In this situation, as the leader of pornography, gambling and drug addiction, Jiraiya had no other thoughts. He lowered his head as if looking for comfort in people's hearts.

"Wait a minute, you're not going to vomit again."

"How could that be?" Jiraiya returned, but this time he didn't move anything.

Plunging in, Jiraiya narrowed his eyes. People in the world were indifferent and his disciples were very deceitful. Only this pair... still had a little warmth.

pr...

As her tongue stretched and retracted, Axiang couldn't help but tremble.

He also smacked his lips.

Still a familiar smell...

He raised his head: "Bitter...vomit~"

A few minutes later, a very embarrassed Jiraiya stood on the street looking around blankly.

He took out the oil lamp and lit it, then threw it to the ground and broke it into pieces. When the clone appeared, Jiraiya grabbed him and said angrily: "Take me back to Konoha!"

Today I will beat you to pieces to show you what it means to respect your teacher!

The clone blinked.

After a few seconds, Tsunade raised her head: "What are you doing here?"

He also wanted to cry without tears.

One pit after another.

Do you really want to trick someone into becoming a teacher?

In your eyes, the only place in Konoha is the Hokage's office?