Naruto: Start as Uchiha Obito

I woke up, suddenly awakened by a nightmare; I was hungry, so I went to the refrigerator to find something to eat. I mixed last night's rice with Sixth Uncle, fermented bean curd and Lao Gan Ma, and it tasted very good. I recalled the nightmare, hoping that it was just a false alarm; I threw away the leftovers.

Then, I turned on the computer and planned to catch up on the anime. Attack on Titan was updated again. I prepared tissues, fat house happy water and a bag of potato chips. The potato chips had been opened. They were what I had left over from last week. It would be a pity to throw them away, so I might as well eat them all. After all, I bought them with my own money.

When I was halfway through watching the anime, a text message came to my phone. I opened it and saw that it was from my father. The content was as follows: Ma Chao, my son, I haven't seen you for many years. Are you safe and sound? As a father, I am abroad and it is not convenient for me to take care of you. It is my fault. I specially send you a card and will regularly send you a sum of living expenses on time every month. Your daily expenses should be fine. As a father, my son should go out less recently, wash your hands after meals and before going to the toilet, and don't gather in public places or places with a lot of people...

I looked through the text messages and found a MMS picture at the end. It was a report from a foreign news media. It seemed that there was an infectious disease spreading recently with an extremely fast transmission speed and a very high infection rate. It was spreading exponentially and was extremely fierce. It seemed like a flood that was out of control. However, there seemed to be no movement at all in the country. Everything was stable and improving, and was constantly moving towards a new era.

I smiled but said nothing, treating it as a rumor. Since the 2050th National Congress of the Communist Party of my country, the main contradiction in our society has transformed into the contradiction between the people's ever-growing needs for a better life and the unbalanced and inadequate development. For this reason, each of us is working hard and plans to build a modern socialist country in an all-round way by .

Living in such a country full of prosperity, democracy, civilization, harmony, freedom, equality, justice, rule of law, patriotism, dedication, integrity, friendliness, freedom, equality, justice, and rule of law is the greatest honor of my life, so I don’t believe in the so-called rumors at all.

Even if the Barbarossa virus really exists, I have enough reason to believe that it is only a flash in the pan. Human beings, who are full of wisdom and fighting spirit, will eventually overcome difficulties and strangle the Barbarossa virus in the cradle. This heinous disease will eventually be defeated, and mankind will eventually win. This is the eternal law of nature, commonly known as Newton's first law.

After watching Attack on Titan, there was only one episode left, but I didn't click on it. This is my habit. I keep one episode so that I can watch it later while eating. Browsing Bilibili, it is still a scene of flourishing and prosperity. There are all kinds of all-star ghosts and cross-dressing men emerging in an endless stream, including the popular words in recent times, more than 168% of which originated from Bilibili. This is why I like to visit Bilibili. It's a pity that the annual membership of yuan forces me to pay for it out of my own pocket.

I have a handsome, rich, tall and strong father; I have a gentle, kind, beautiful and virtuous mother. They ran away from home early and went to work abroad, saying that it was to give me a better life, so they wanted to develop abroad and earn more money. They also said that after I graduated from high school, they would let me go to a key university abroad.

Based on their reply, I learned that they worked in a field hospital in a place called Wa State in Myanmar. Their father was a surgeon and their mother was an internal medicine nurse. They said that the medical and health industry was very popular abroad, and their combined monthly salary was around 1,000 million Myanmar Kyats. I checked the exchange rate, 36,000 million Myanmar Kyats was almost equivalent to RMB, which was much faster than making money by screwing screws in a factory. Moreover, I didn't have to be so humble and was respected everywhere.

Three years ago, my father registered a Douyin public account and often posted some daily videos. The one with the most views and likes reached 200 million views and over 10 likes. It was him and a group of mercenaries wearing military uniforms of other countries sitting together. They unloaded their equipment, weapons, guns and ammunition, and sat on a green lawn. Each of them had a guitar, flute, suona and other instruments, playing and singing at the same time.

The lyrics are very long. I only remember the first two lines, which go something like this: "The red sun rises in the east, its avenue is filled with rosy clouds, the knife falls beside me, how lucky I am to be born in your arms..."

After all, they were just a group of amateur singers, and their singing skills were very poor, like broken organ pipes. The sound of sawing the bed legs was unbearable to watch, and it was unbearable to hear and smell. It was an eye-irritation.

At five in the morning, the bell rang. I quickly jumped out of bed, went to the bathroom, wet my handkerchief, and rubbed my face vigorously to drive away the sleepiness. I almost didn't sleep all night. Now I feel very sleepy, as if my eyelids can hardly open. I have to rush to the classroom at 5:30. I dare not slack off. The college entrance examination is approaching. The class teacher is very strict with time. If you are late for one minute, you have to copy the Pipa Xing 10 times. It is completely not treating us, the poor senior high school students, as human beings.

I quickly ate a steamed bun, which had become hard after being left for a few days. I quickly drank a big gulp of cold water, pushed the bun in my mouth down my throat, and soon felt full. I made the bun hard on purpose because eating it would increase the feeling of fullness. Half a steamed bun can keep me full for half a day, so I can go home for dinner.

I am very lonely. I have both parents, but I live like an orphan. They can give me nothing except material things. I am very angry and anxious. Life alone is too depressing. If you are depressed for too long, you will inevitably have some negative emotions. I feel as if I have been abandoned by the whole world. So I have not touched a penny of the money on the card they gave me. I don’t know how much money is saved on it.

Before leaving, I took some Fengyoujing with me because I was worried that I would fall asleep in class later. If I couldn't hold on any longer, I would drop a few drops of Fengyoujing, which is sour, stimulating, clean and hygienic, into my eyes, which guaranteed that I would be full of energy for 4 hours.

When I first arrived at the classroom, I looked at my watch. Fortunately, it was 5:28. If I had been two minutes later, I would have to stand outside the classroom for the whole day. Such precious study time, even if I wasted a minute, I would feel extremely sorry. Perhaps it was because of my attitude during yesterday's evening self-study that made Le Yao dissatisfied. She turned her head away, staring at the blackboard, treating me as if I were a piece of air.

My heart ached and was sad, as if someone had grabbed it hard. I had been secretly in love with her for three years, and all the boys in the class saw it, but I didn't even dare to say a word to confess my love. This was caused by my growing environment, which made me feel inferior all the time.

At this moment, my heart suddenly felt empty. I couldn't listen at all. It was as if my soul had been taken away, leaving only an empty body sitting here. The head teacher kept chattering on, explaining the knowledge on the blackboard. His voice gradually faded away in my ears, like a powerful hypnotic needle, urging me to fall asleep quickly, but I didn't dare.

The head teacher, who was known as the "elite jonin", could appear at the student's side at the moment when they were about to close their eyes and fall asleep, and hit them hard with a wooden stick as thick as a bowl. The pain was so severe that it went deep into the bone. I secretly applied the wind oil, and during this time, I suddenly discovered that Le Yao's face turned a little ugly. There was a soybean-sized scar on her fair neck, which was black and purple, and was spreading around at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Le Yao slowly lowered her head, and her body began to tremble slightly. The shaking was not frequent, so it did not attract the attention of many classmates. However, as her deskmate, I could see it clearly. She looked like a hysterical patient. I had never seen her like this in the three years I had been her deskmate...

Worried that something might happen to Le Yao, I quickly stood up and reported to the head teacher: "Teacher Cheng Shulin, Le Yao is not feeling well. I suggest that she be sent to the health room immediately."

"Okay, you send her there, and come back quickly. Don't think about playing around outside. If I find out that you're running around, I'll skin you alive."

I nodded and carried Le Yao on my back. She was very heavy, which was totally inconsistent with her petite figure. It was as if I was carrying a heavy bag in an instant, which made me feel a little tired.

After being sent to the school health room, it was not convenient for me to stay for long, so after briefly explaining the situation to the dormitory manager of the girls' dormitory and the examining aunt in the health room, I left. On the way back to the classroom, Xing Daorong was actually waiting for me in the grove on the sidewalk.

He took out a cigarette mysteriously and yelled at me to keep watch for him. He hid in the woods, puffing away smoke and taking deep breaths. I was kicking the gravel under my feet out of boredom. A shrill scream came from the health room. The next second, an aunt in a white coat stumbled out, covering her neck. Large amounts of blood gushed out, staining half of her clothes red.

Due to excessive blood loss, a shocking trail of blood was left along the way. The aunt didn't run far before she fell to the ground. Even more terrifying things were yet to come; Le Yao walked out roaring, like a zombie, approached the fallen aunt, pounced on her, bit her madly, and tore her throat apart.

Everything happened so suddenly. Seeing such a horrifying scene in front of me, my subconscious reaction was - could this be a fucking zombie crisis?

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