"Most people in this world are ordinary people, and a few people with supernatural powers are called supernatural beings," Mochizuki Baitao sat in the driver's seat, using his mobile phone to check information about Naruto, "supernatural powers... probably have the same nature as yours Ninjutsu in the world is similar, but a person with a supernatural ability can only use one kind of supernatural power."

One exception.

she was.

Uchiha Madara looked ahead and hummed softly.

In other words, only one kind of "ninjutsu" can be used, it's so weak.

"This ability in you has a time limit of three months. After three months, the effect will gradually disappear, and it should disappear completely in less than half a year. Well, although it is very troublesome..."

Mochizuki Baitao put down the phone, looked into his eyes sincerely: "I will be responsible for you."

Uchiha Madara didn't speak.

The atmosphere turned cold.

In the dark space, the red light of Sharingan is particularly attractive.

Mochizuki Baitao looked at him calmly.

If you change the enemy, if you meet Uchiha's eyes, especially Uchiha Madara's Sharingan, you will be too scared to move, and you will lose your fighting spirit on the spot.

No one wants to face Uchiha Madara, the name represents strength and fear.

This fear even gradually spread to the hearts of the fellow clansmen.

But people in this world are not very afraid of Uchiha Madara.They knew that he would not attack ordinary people.

This is the arrogance in his bones.

After a while, the sharpness in the red pupils was suppressed, "It's best not to let me find out that you have a problem."

The stagnant atmosphere like an interrogation instantly eased.

It seems that he is reluctant to believe her.

After getting out of the car and locking the car door, Mochizuki Baitao said: "I'm going to do an inspection. Finally, there is another piece of information. It is said that when a character from another dimension arrives, a [Follower] will randomly appear among fans. If you follow him, you will be rewarded." The power to cross the influence will recover faster...you'd better find that person too."

Generally speaking, [followers] will suffer from a lot of envy and envy.

What is this, the male god who finally crossed over was actually "nurtured" by a single person!

Is it okay to live in one person's house in turn for a day? !

But everyone knows that this matter is even more unreliable.[Followers] generally conceal their identities in order to avoid their own threshold being broken.Most traversers will obediently hide their whereabouts after suffering fanatical sexual harassment.

Except for a certain bling.

He especially enjoys this feeling of attention.

No wonder...

Uchiha Madara pondered.He had already discovered that Sharingan, which was clearly unusable before, was able to be used when this woman was around, and Chakra also showed signs of recovery.

Mochizuki Baitao had already walked towards the bright hospital hall, her petite figure was wrapped in a coat, and the hem of her clothes was shaking slightly.

Thinking back to my three days of being at a loss.Uchiha Madara discovered that this woman really knew more about this matter.

Hearing the movement, Mochizuki Baitao tilted her head, and found that Uchiha Madara was following her not too close or far away, and the people around were threatened by the aura of the ancestor, so they walked away silently.

Mochizuki Baitao rummaged through her bag, took out a new mask, walked back, "Put it on."

"..."

"This is for your moral integrity, no, for the sake of safety."

"..."

Uchiha Madara looked cold.

Mochizuki Baitao said sincerely: "I really don't want to run for my life in the hospital again."

If she runs wild again, her hand will be useless.

"Don't be so troublesome." Uchiha Madara said coldly.

The light of Sharingan flashed, and the people around were cast with illusions, and looking at him again was like looking at ordinary people.

Mochizuki Baitao's eyes widened.

What the hell!

"Why didn't you use this good method at first?"

Don't you have hidden bad tastes just like Jin Glitter?

Uchiha Madara: "...I couldn't use it before."

With the cover of illusion, the next process will be much smoother.After registration, the two came to the consultation room.

The old father doctor had an expression of "Why are patients so worried now", and sternly said: "Why did it take so long to come?! Look, it's swollen like an egg!"

Hearing this, Uchiha Madara, who was standing behind, subconsciously looked at the opponent's wrist.

After the cuffs were rolled up, the girl's entire wrist was exposed, porcelain white and slender, as if it could be broken with a slight force.The fly in the ointment was that a large dark red lump appeared on it.

Mochizuki Baitao sneered: "How can it be so serious..."

Doctor: "What happened?"

"The cat did it."

Uchiha Madara Cat: "..."

doctor:"……"

Are you kidding me?What kind of cat can be so cruel? !

Mochizuki Baitao: "I didn't pay attention when I went to the alley to feed the cat. I was startled by a cat. I slipped on the snow and twisted my hand."

The doctor nodded, reluctantly accepted her explanation, and swiped his pen, "I'll ask someone to apply ice to you first, and take an X-ray. Pray that there are no fractures."

As a result of the diagnosis and treatment, the ligament was partially torn and no surgery was required, but a plaster cast was needed for three to four weeks to allow the injured soft tissue to fully recover.

Mochizuki Baitao sat on the bench in the corridor, waiting for the medicine to be prepared.

"Is this the medical ninjutsu of this world?"

Uchiha Madara, who hadn't spoken the whole time, looked at her mummified wrist and suddenly spoke.

He's been looking around—

Even though the equipment is so advanced, this kind of minor injury still needs to wait for three months to heal.Put it in his world, wait three months before going to the battlefield, the day lily will be cold!

If Hashirama is there, this kind of injury can be cured in minutes!

Also, people too.Even though they are so weak, they can maintain peace.

"I've been waiting for a long time." The nurse came out with bags in both hands, anti-inflammatory drugs, painkillers, ice packs...it looked heavy.

"Thank you." Mochizuki Baitao stretched out her other uninjured arm, and just about to take it, the black-gloved hand took the bag before her.

Uchiha Madara walked towards the door without saying a word, and the big bag was carried by him, which seemed weightless.

……

After this toss, after coming out of the hospital, it was already late at night.

There are very few vehicles on the street, and the wine red sports car is galloping on the quiet street.

"There is a guest room at home. I will clean it up later. You can live here before returning to the original world or finding a better place, but you don't have to force it."

Recalling the scene of the other party sitting in the alley in the ice and snow, Mochizuki Baitao sighed softly in his heart.

I hope she is not troublesome.

"Is there anything else you want to ask about this world?"

"What are the rules of operation in this world?"

"money."

"..."

Mochizuki Baitao has already memorized the information he saw before: "In your place, ninjas accept commissions and get paid to make a living. Here, the main means of getting paid is work."

Uchiha Madara responded lightly.

find a job?That's all right!

The face of the Uchiha ancestor can be controlled for a lifetime!

The sports car is parked under an apartment building.

Uchiha Madara got out of the car, opened the rear door, and took out the medicine bag from it.

Mochizuki Baitao feels that the ancestor's ability to learn and adapt is quite strong, and now he can accept the world calmly.

She leaned halfway into the back seat, rummaged through it, took out the cake box from before, swallowed, stretched her arms, and presented it in front of Uchiha Madara: "Here."

Uchiha Madara raised his eyebrows slightly.

"I read the information before, isn't today your birthday, I sent you off."

birthday...

In fact, Uchiha Madara didn't remember his birthday very much. In the past, his younger brothers celebrated it for him.With the frequent occurrence of wars, fewer and fewer people celebrated his birthday.

Now, even Quanna...

Thinking of this, Uchiha Madara felt a tingling pain in his heart, and the fist hanging by his side clenched tightly.

"You probably haven't eaten much these days." Mochizuki Baitao said.

It's okay too.Uchiha Madara thought that it is common for ninjas not to eat for many days, and the Bingliangwan can solve the problem for a few days.

Uchiha Madara asked back: "Aren't you going to eat?"

This woman obviously wants to eat.

"It's too late, I won't eat it, it's too sinful!" Mochizuki Baitao urged, "Take it away, don't let me see it again!"

Uchiha Madara: "..." Women are so difficult to understand.

He takes the cake.

"Happy birthday."

***

Mochizuki Baitao's home is a two-bedroom high-rise apartment. In addition to the master bedroom and guest room, there is also a study room.The decoration is mainly in black, white and gray. As soon as you enter the house, Madara Uchiha feels a deserted atmosphere.

After asking Uchiha Madara to put his pockets on the dining table, and put the cake and cutlery on the coffee table, Mochizuki Baitao went to the guest room to clean up, "Old ancestor, please do what you want."

Uchiha Madara walked into the living room.

A row of cat dolls of the same shape as those on the car, from small to large, are neatly arranged on the sofa.

Uchiha Madara: "..."

He doesn't really want to see this stuff right now.

There are cakes on the coffee table, exquisitely decorated, and a Christmas tree made of chocolate inserted on top, which looks delicious.

Uchiha Madara, who was sensitive on his back, suddenly felt a deep gaze behind him, and he turned his head expressionlessly——

Mochizuki Baitao stood at the door of the guest room, revealing half of her face and one shining eye: "Why haven't you eaten yet?"

This is the Christmas limited edition she managed to grab after queuing for three hours!

Before Uchiha Madara could say anything, she shrank back again, "I'll come back later."

Otherwise, I won't be able to bear it!

Uchiha Madara looked at the pastry in front of him, checked it again, and confirmed that there were no traces of tampering.He was indeed a little hungry, but he was used to being patient.

He forked a piece and put it in his mouth.

The stern expression couldn't help but relax.

It tastes really good.

Very tasty.

After easily finishing the piece of cake, Uchiha Madara turned his head again, and as expected, he saw the little head stuck at the door again, which looked like a small animal with eager eyes.

"Is it tasty?"

Seeing the other party's actions and the influence of the supernatural power, Madara Uchiha was rarely interested. He sat on the sofa, his long legs curled up, and he bent his lips: "Not bad."

"...The guest room is ready." Mochizuki Baitao walked to the living room and turned on the TV.

What programs would the ancestors like... Jagged war movies?

After adjusting the program, she walked to the dining room, took out two bottles of bottled water from the refrigerator, held them in her arms, and returned to the living room.

Her steps stopped—

The ancestor Uchiha walked back and forth in front of the TV, frowning and meditating while staring at the TV, standing up straight and folding his arms for a while, and finally, couldn't help it, stretched out his hand.

thump.

Tapped the TV lightly.

Mochizuki Baitao: "..."

What comes naturally and calmly to accept?

When she didn't say it.

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★TV: Zizizi—boom!

Baitao: "Master Madara, the TV is broken."

spot:"……"

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