Can a thousand-handed heart be harvested to reap the wood tunnel?

I don't want to recall the experience of how to fool the past.

In short, it is incoherent and chaotic.

I suspect that being able to get through successfully depends on the cooperation of the people I fooled.

After that, my waking time increased significantly, and my sleep time gradually returned to normal length.

I began to seriously consider the possibility of actively changing the world.

It's not that I'm jittery and making a fuss over a molehill.

I just suddenly remembered something.

One thing about the potions I drink these days.

In addition to the peach flavor that I drank for the first time, I have unlocked all the fruit flavors that Konoha has appeared in succession.

Thinking about it now, no matter how changeable and strong its taste is, the rusty taste of the mouth cannot be covered.

Known: Human blood smells like rust.

Ask: The main ingredient of the unknown medicine.

So here comes the problem again.

Even sister Gang's treatment can't bring me much effect now, and there are very few options for me to get supplements. Whose blood am I drinking these days?

No, no, this is no longer a problem. What is imminent now is the extent to which Mr. Tomona, who seems to have known that blood can improve my current situation, has speculated about it.

Thinking of this, I seriously buried my head in the overflowing washbasin.

Still don't think about it.

"What are you doing?" A hesitant voice sounded behind me.

"Gulu Gulu..." I was so focused on emptying my brain that I paused, and before I choked, I fished out my head, wiped my face and shook my head in one go, and looked at the visitor clearly in the mirror: "Sister Gang?"

The busy man Fifthaime hesitantly took his hand away from the medical bag, and glanced at my head worriedly.

Me: "...There is nothing wrong with my head."

"Wipe your head first," she didn't believe it or not, she just picked up a towel from the other side and covered my head, while leading me to the bed and sat down, "Who would shake their hair like this? It can be shaken dry."

"I reasonably suspect that you are changing the subject..."

The shaking head was knocked lightly and hard: "Don't move."

"Oh." I obediently stopped moving.

"How is it?" There was a gentle rubbing and pressing of the scalp, and a gentle female voice sounded from the side, "Is your health better?"

"I don't need to sleep to repair it anymore," I said honestly, "It's just that I'm easy to be hungry, thirsty and not full, and..."

I especially want to stick with people.

... The last one I think may be a psychological effect.

"Well," Sister Gang followed my words smoothly, "Is there anything else?"

"No," I swallowed the words smoothly and changed my words after being more cautious recently, "Not anymore."

"Okay, I understand." Sister Gang did not ask further questions in a considerate manner, and naturally changed the subject for me, "It's as good as Master Feijian guessed."

Between Konoha there were two Mr. Togama for a period of time. For the sake of convenience, people here generally refer to their shadows as the second-generation adults, and the other one who is still alive is called "Master Togama". .

The same goes for Mr. Hashirama.

As for the distinctive sister Gang, she is called "Grandpa", "Second Grandpa" and "Master Zhujian" and "Master Feijian".

"Then can I go out for activities?" I turned my head to look at her, and cautiously stretched out my jiojio tentatively.

There was a pause for the hand that ran along my hair, and then my cheek was pinched.

"What bad idea are you coming up with again?" Sister Gang moved her face closer and lowered her voice.

"Wow," I cooperatively handed over my face, and blinked guiltyly. "Let's talk about it~"

Sister Gang seemed unmoved, and threatened: "You don't want to know the progress of your commission?"

My eyes began to wander, and I avoided the important ones: "I believe in the abilities of you and Mr. Orochimaru."

"Huahua, it's just the two of us now." Sister Gang seemed to be annoyed by me. She approached me again, almost asking in my ear, "I'll ask you an answer."

I was shaken by the wind blowing close at Chichi, I shrank my neck itchyly, and couldn't help but move to the side: "Excuse me?"

Sister Gang was not annoyed, she just raised her eyebrows knowingly, and pulled away, and put both hands on my shoulders: "Can you guarantee to recover well after you leave?"

Because the worry in her eyes was too heavy, the promise I originally blurted out turned around, and finally became: "As long as it does not endanger life and is relatively safe, I can."

In response to this ambiguous answer, Gang Jie breathed a sigh of relief: "You won't mess around?"

This one I can promise: "Yeah!"

Because I've never messed around!

"..." Sister Gang stared at me hesitantly for a while, probably because I received the sincerity and calmness in my eyes, she still nodded.

"Don't be too harsh on yourself," the dry head was patted, "Remember to be self-willed and presumptuous, and don't always be so easy to bully."

"Uh-huh."

"Eat and sleep on time if conditions permit, don't be reckless if you can't fight, and it's not shameful to run away," Sister Gang stroked my disobedient hair one by one with her fingers, "If you really don't want to give up, remember to call for help, someone will hear you. "

I bowed my head obediently: "Okay~"

The hair was divided into two sides, one side was shuttled by the flexible knuckles of the speaker, and the three-strand braid gradually formed: "I will take care of your commission, you...you don't have to pay too much attention to it."

"Huh?" I looked up in surprise, "What, hiss—"

"Hands and feet," the forehead was tapped, and the pulled scalp was gently pressed, "Does it still hurt?"

"No, it doesn't hurt anymore." I repeated blankly.

"What an idiot," Gang Jie's voice was calm and full of helplessness, "what did you call me?"

"Miss Gang?"

"Well," she began to braid the other side, the slight trembling of her fingers did not affect her speed, "Rope tree...that child is actually very similar to you."

"It's not just that two people can exchange hearts, Hua." She stopped me from speaking, "Don't talk, there may be some reason I don't know, but this factor must exist."

"The two of you are similar existences in different worlds, but at the same time, the rope tree is the rope tree, and the flowers are flowers." She tied the last hair tie, "Okay."

"You call me sister, so I naturally treat you as my sister." Time did not leave a mark on her face, but settled in her eyes like warm jade, "I also hope that you can be happy, healthy, and be yourself doing."

"That's not your responsibility."

"But I want to do it, Sister Gang." I held her hand and pressed it on the healthy beating heart, "It's not at all reluctant."

When I woke up from that inexplicable dream for the first time, when I made the choice to change my heart, I knew that there are always some things that only I can do.

What a meaningful thing to be able to save an optimistic and beautiful life.

Tsunade felt the powerful beating through the skin in a daze, and then looked at the girl who was full of sincerity in her eyes, and finally took a step back: "Okay...then you say, just go back."

Yay, she agrees!

I immediately raised my eyebrows: "Well, don't worry, I'll go back as soon as I go!"

After getting permission to go out, I closed my eyes on the spot and began to concentrate on feeling the pull and rejection from the world.

Earlier, these were probably blocked by the protective layer on my body, but now when I want to take the initiative to step out of the protective circle, there are light or heavy pulling forces coming from all directions.

...wait, why so many?

Like a little chick being robbed, I retracted into the protective circle in confusion, and carefully began to test one by one.

Hmm...the time is still enough, we need to carefully choose a safe place, one that can recover from injuries, preferably in the world of high demons...

"By the way, Huahua, Master Feijian asked me to bring a word."

Faced with a dizzying array of offers, I inevitably fell into a difficult choice because I was dazzled. I didn't even hear sister Gang's voice in my ears, but subconsciously uttered a tone: "Huh?"

"He said, don't forget the one you had with him before... Huahua, what's wrong with you, Huahua!"

"Cough, cough, cough!" I didn't notice it for a while, and heard the man who was choking on his own saliva and coughed frantically, waved his hands with difficulty in the face of the question, and silently covered his face.

...Why does Tomona-san still remember this trivial matter?

I do save one thing.

When I got rid of Danzo, I was so excited that I asked for a hug.

The question is how dare I honor it at this time.

With the massive chakra reserves of Mr. Tomama who can release powerful water escape in the desert, what if I refuse to let go when the time comes!

Absolutely, definitely will be beaten to three quarters to death.

No, I can't allow me to pick the world slowly.

Now, immediately, immediately, just find a world and solve the problem of lack of magic first!

……

There were undetectable spatial fluctuations, and a male voice came: "Going away?"

"Let's go." Tsunade whispered to the empty room, "I didn't persuade you."

There was no surprise in the voice, just a reply to express understanding: "Yeah."

"All the advice and reminders that can be said have been said, but I don't know how much she really listened to."

Seeing that the spatial fluctuations were about to disappear, Tsunade frowned, and still asked, "Forgive me for being rude, Mr. Tokena, her hidden dangers are still unsolved, so let her leave rashly..."

"It can't be stopped, Fifth Generation." Qianshou Feijian, who has made rapid progress in space ninjutsu recently, added to the person on the other end: "At least it can't be stopped for now."

"If you really want to go out, let her go. Her problems can only be solved by going to the corresponding world."

"But Huahua," Tsunade said with a feeling of suffocation, and couldn't help gnashing his teeth, "The promise is very straightforward, but when the time comes, maybe it's just a rush."

"It's not that I'm out of my mind, and it's not that I don't understand." The distortion of the space distorted the transmitted voice, "Hua...she has a scale in her heart. According to her standard, the end that belongs to her has always been light." of."

"As big as a country, a victory in a just battle, as small as an insignificant possibility, as long as it is what she considers a 'heavy thing'—"

"She can even give up herself for it," Tsunade thought of Payne, Uchiha Madara, and the peach grove growing on blood when the natural disaster launched by Ten Tails came. table corner.

This is a very good character, but it is this character that is destined to make those who care about her worry day and night.

"It's not just anything that can make her desperate. Five generations, you are too nervous." On the other side, Qianshou Feijian has successfully captured the abnormal space fluctuations, and tried to decipher them: "The current situation is much better. Slow down." Take your time."

"I understand what you mean," Tsunade exhaled, suppressing the fear of losing a loved one again, "What we can do now is to keep adding chips to her own end, and the rest... "

In the laboratory that has been upgraded beyond 01:30, the calculation of the long space has successfully established a framework.

"There is ample time."

"I hope my instructions can make her take care of herself to some extent," Tsunade shook her head, stood up and opened the window, the warm wind brought green leaves to the sky, she jumped onto the window sill, and a ninja shouted urgently in the distance Looking for her figure everywhere.

"Stop shouting, here," the incumbent Hokage, who squeezed out time from his busy schedule, rubbed the center of his brows. Before jumping down, he suddenly remembered the last sentence that Senshoubanjian asked her to bring, and when he heard this The girl who said the words suddenly had a blank expression.

"Master Feijian, let me ask a question," she couldn't help asking, "Is the last sentence you asked me to bring a reminder?"

"That? No."

This ninja, who has always been synonymous with rationality and objectivity, closed the study booklet spread out on the table, staring at the top title "Xiaoyuan magic power" for a long time, until the communication in the experimental space was disconnected, and then he closed it Close your eyes and whisper:

"It's a personal affair."