After Yoncher took off his pants.
He approached the male ninja as if he had made a firm decision.
He stepped before the male ninja and stripped his pants off.
Male ninja's corpse: ""
Kunoichi's corpse: ""
Yoncher put on the male ninja's pants.
But he left the upper half behind.
Because both Root ninjas wore the typical green Chunin uniforms.
Wearing a Root Organization uniform back to Konoha would likely cause unexpected problems.
Sheathing his blade, Yoncher sat down with his back against the wall.
There was still a giant snake outside of unknown strength.
He couldn't afford to be careless.
Soon enough, the effects of the Military Rations Pill began kicking in.
The earlier fatigue quickly faded away.
In Yoncher's senses, his chakra was rapidly recovering!
Even more surprisingly, it felt as if he had just gulped down a huge cup of coffee — instantly energized.
This Military Rations Pill really was some kind of overpowered item.
No wonder it appeared many times early on but then disappeared completely later.
The only plausible explanation is that it's considered basic rations for low-ranking ninjas.
Otherwise, later major battles would've seen squads of ninjas desperately popping Military Rations Pills like candy.
Kakashi wouldn't constantly look so drained.
After consuming three Military Rations Pills, his current chakra reserves were enough to unleash ten "Water Release: Water Slash" and two "Fire Release: Great Fireball Jutsu."
After resting for quite a while, Yoncher picked up his long blade and walked outward.
As he approached the exit, a chilling and terrifying aura emanated from ahead.
"Hiss!"
The gray giant snake guarding the exit, as thick as a water barrel, sensed Yoncher instantly and turned its head inward to face him.
[Genjutsu: Unknown Flame!]
Without hesitation, Yoncher instantly activated his genjutsu.
The giant snake at the entrance immediately fell into an illusion.
Within the illusion, flames roared and scorched the snake's body!
The burning agony made the snake thrash wildly on the ground, leaving deep craters wherever it struck!
[Water Release: Water Slash!]
Yoncher quickly formed hand seals. A high-pressure water stream shot straight from his mouth like a blade, cleanly severing the snake's head!
This gray giant snake looked huge,
yet its strength proved surprisingly weak.
Yoncher paused momentarily at the snake's corpse before scanning the surrounding environment.
He didn't bother dealing with either the snake corpse or the two Root ninjas' bodies inside.
Danzo could deal with them himself.
Yoncher couldn't even be bothered to waste a scrap of chakra on something as trivial as that.
If the Anbu arrived sooner, those two alone would keep Orochimaru and Danzo busy for a while.
But Yoncher guessed Danzo's men would definitely arrive first.
Anbu probably wouldn't find anything useful.
Looking at the snake corpse again, Yoncher couldn't help but touch the cursed seal on his neck.
Being marked by the obsessed Orochimaru...
is slightly problematic.
Besides Orochimaru, there was also Danzo.
Once he returned to Konoha alive, that bastard Danzo still wouldn't let him off easy.
These two old bastards weren't going to be easy to deal with.
He needed to grow stronger—fast.
Either evolve his current three-tomoe Sharingan into a Mangekyō quickly,
or gather all the fragments of Hashirama's cells and obtain the Wood Release.
There's always a thief, but who can stay on guard for a thousand days?
If he grew strong enough, whether it was Danzo or Orochimaru—who dedicated every ounce of his talent into achieving immortality—it'd all come down to one slash.
If one slash wasn't enough,
then two would do.
In this world or any other, weakness itself is a sin.
Like those fifty-eight children—how helpless and desperate they must've felt when they died.
Thinking about those fifty-eight kids, Yoncher's expression darkened.
He wanted to visit their graves again.
But that would be pointless.
This was a cannibalistic world. Every day, countless people died unnatural deaths.
Sometimes Yoncher thought: for most in the shinobi world, living just a few short decades before slipping into the dreamlike eternity of [Infinite Tsukuyomi] might actually be a mercy.
"Smack!"
Yoncher slapped himself across the face.
Even he was startled by the sudden thought that had just emerged in his mind.
Sighing, Yoncher tilted his head toward the sun, judging the time and direction from its position.
If he hadn't messed up, he should now be somewhere within The Land of Fire Forest.
The Land of Fire Forest lay southwest of Konoha.
Walking straight eastward, he'd soon arrive at the Konoha Forest—a place he remembered relatively well.
"Let's go!"
Leaning forward, hands behind his back, Yoncher darted eastward into the endless jungle.
The sun set slowly.
At the gate of Konoha, two guards were chatting casually.
Suddenly, both of them turned their heads simultaneously, looking outward.
They saw a shirtless boy walking toward them, a blade of grass sticking out from between his teeth, a long katana slung across his back.
Though young, his eyes were deep-set and sharp, his nose bridge high, his handsome features slightly sinister.
The setting sun cast his shadow long behind him, giving him an air of loneliness and solitude.
"That person… wait!"
One of the guards opened his eyes wide in shock. "Isn't he Uchiha Yoncher—the one who went missing ten days ago?"
As soon as he spoke, three ninjas dressed in green uniforms with masks appeared before Uchiha Yoncher like ghosts.
"They're Anbu ninjas!"
The two gate guards hesitated, slowing their pace and keeping their distance.
"Are you Uchiha Yoncher?"
The leading Anbu member wore a mask, hiding his facial expression completely.
Yet his voice clearly revealed surprise. "You've been missing for ten days. We've been searching nonstop for you during this time."
"Searching for me?" Yoncher spat out the blade of grass from his mouth, smirking sideways. "By circling around the front gate? Congratulations—you did find me!"
Three Anbu members: …
The two guards behind: …
"Uchiha Yoncher," said one of the Anbu agents, "please accompany us to Anbu headquarters for an investigation."
Without waiting for a response, one agent extended his hand toward Yoncher's left shoulder.
"Whoosh!"
Yoncher swiftly dashed behind the Anbu ninja.
The long sword once strapped to his back was now drawn, sliding beneath the Anbu operative and revealing half its gleaming, eerie blade in the setting sun.
"Such incredible speed!"
"This is strange—according to our intel, Uchiha Yoncher was a complete failure at the Ninja Academy, extremely weak. How could he have such speed?"
"In a single move... this kid took him down in just one strike..."
Just as the onlookers were staring in shock, Yoncher raised an eyebrow and said, "Don't even think about moving. I'm drained right now—my hand's shaking from just holding this blade. If I accidentally cut off your little friend downstairs, don't blame me."
The crowd recoiled in disgust.
The Anbu ninja stiffened entirely, a single bead of cold sweat rolling down his forehead.
[Frantic panic and rage from Seito Sarutobi, Emotional Value +10]
He's one of the Sarutobi clan?
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