novelraw Chapter 333 How about throwing both Narutos into the Flash of Eternity?
Chapter 333 How about throwing both Narutos into the Flash of Eternity?
Chapter 333 How about throwing both Narutos into the Flash of Eternity?
The dream has ended.
As the image on the screen gradually dimmed, silence fell over the surroundings.
A semi-transparent system panel with a faint blue glow quietly appeared before Shi Yu's eyes, and her gaze immediately locked onto a progress bar marked "[Chaotic Dungeon]" on the panel.
The progress bar, which was originally at 10%, jumped slightly and the number slowly climbed to 20%.
Sure enough, the progress has moved forward a little further.
Shi Yu didn't show any surprise. Instead, she nodded with interest and muttered to herself, "However, it's really hard to say what kind of changes it will cause."
He stretched out his finger and lightly tapped the progress bar in the air.
Immediately afterwards, an additional window popped up next to the panel, but most of the information on it was blurry and consisted of a jumble of gibberish.
Shi Yu waved her hand to close the garbled interface, closed her eyes slightly, and reviewed tonight's dream in her mind like a fast-forwarded movie.
On the surface, this dream, apart from mixing up the relationships, personalities, and historical backgrounds into a chaotic mess, resembling a haphazardly pieced-together absurd stage play, doesn't seem to have anything particularly outrageous about it.
Shi Yu seemed to be deep in thought. This chaotic instance itself was not particularly unusual; it was just that the script setting was strange and unconventional.
Therefore, the reason why Naruto exhibits abnormalities in his dreams and even retains some of his memories must lie elsewhere.
Shi Yu quickly sorted through all the clues in her mind, a wise glint in her eyes.
The next moment, his gaze shifted to another icon on the panel. The symbol resembled two interlocking gears, slowly rotating, with the words "[Simultaneous Login]" displayed below it.
Shi Yu's eyes lit up, her heart filled with determination, and a knowing smile appeared on her face.
Sure enough, that's where the problem lies.
"Log in simultaneously ————"
He murmured the word softly.
Could it be that the system considers characters who join the dream world through simultaneous login as dream-fulfilling targets? Is that why those dream characters are able to retain some memories?
The excitement in Shi Yu's eyes grew even stronger.
"Then—" Shi Yu murmured softly, her finger hovering over the "Log in simultaneously" option, her gaze already locked on another dream instance in the list: "Unfading Light".
if----
The following night, two Naruto characters were selected by logging in simultaneously.
What would happen if we threw both of Naruto into the Dream Realm of Unfading Light?
the next day.
early morning.
The eastern sea area of the Land of Fire.
The morning sea breeze, carrying a salty and damp scent, seeped into the cabin through the portholes, gently stirring the air inside.
Obito woke up from his restless sleep, feeling somewhat dazed.
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He slowly sat up, leaning against the cabin wall, a complex and indescribable expression still lingering on his face.
The chaotic and absurd dream I had last night still lingers even after I've woken up.
Countless chaotic images and absurd scenarios churned in his mind, giving him an inexplicable sense of absurdity and exhaustion.
Obito raised his hand and rubbed his throbbing temples, and couldn't help but click his tongue under his breath.
He thought he needed some fresh air so that the chaotic thoughts in his mind could dissipate with the sea breeze.
Pushing open the somewhat narrow cabin door, Obito strolled onto the deck on the side of the passenger ship.
A thin mist shrouded the sea in the early morning, and the rising sun in the distance was struggling to peek halfway out from below the horizon, gilding the sky and sea with a hazy golden-red hue.
A chilly sea breeze swept by, making his black robe with red clouds flutter in the wind and clearing his muddled thoughts.
Obito leaned against the railing, gazing blankly at the misty sea. Just then, the cabin door was pushed open again, and another figure stepped out.
The person who arrived was none other than Uchiha Itachi.
He was still wearing the Akatsuki robe with black background and red clouds, and his long black hair was slightly raised in the sea breeze.
His face remained calm and indifferent, holding a steaming cup of tea in his hand; it was unclear where he had gotten it.
As soon as Obito saw Itachi, the absurd scene from his dream last night flashed through his mind—the frivolous smile of Sasuke—causing a strong sense of incongruity and absurdity to surge in his heart, and he couldn't help but let out a heavy sigh.
As Itachi walked past Obito, Obito, as if possessed, reached out and patted the other's shoulder naturally. The gesture itself was nothing special, but paired with the hesitant expression on Itachi's face, it seemed particularly abrupt and eerie.
Uchiha Itachi paused, slightly turning his head to look at Obito, his eyes seemingly filled with a question mark: ?
Based on his understanding of Obito, this guy rarely showed such a complex expression, especially when it was directed at him.
Obito met Itachi's questioning yet wary gaze, then looked at the gradually brightening horizon in the distance, as if organizing his thoughts.
After a moment, he slowly spoke with emotion: "Hey, Itachi—I have a question for you, if, I mean if—your younger brother Sasuke—"
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Before he finished speaking, Itachi's eyelashes trembled almost imperceptibly, and his originally indifferent expression became more serious.
Obito, unfazed, continued, "If one day, your younger brother Sasuke became a womanizing playboy—what would you think?"
Even with Itachi's composure, which remained unchanged even if Mount Tai collapsed before him, he couldn't help but be stunned for several seconds when faced with such a bizarre question.
His hand holding the teacup froze in mid-air, and a rare look of astonishment and bewilderment flashed in his usually insightful black eyes.
Itachi wondered if he was still half asleep, or if Obito had fallen under some new kind of genjutsu.
He slowly turned around and carefully looked Obito up and down, as if trying to determine whether this guy was an imposter or had fallen into the sea while sleepwalking and gotten water in his brain.
A moment of silence followed, with only the howling sea wind and the sound of the passenger ship cutting through the waves echoing in the air.
However, although the question was outrageous, it was still related to Sasuke. Whenever it involved his younger brother, no matter how absurd it was, Itachi's brain would automatically switch to another mode of thinking.
After a brief moment of surprise, Itachi actually frowned slightly, revealing an expression of serious thought.
He couldn't help but sketch out the scene in his mind.
Sasuke became the kind of spoiled brat who spent his days flirting with different women and showering them with sweet talk.
Itachi's brow furrowed more and more tightly.
From the perspective of the continuation of the Uchiha clan's bloodline, this doesn't seem like a bad thing.
At least, Sasuke might be able to live a little easier because of this?
After all, if that were the case, Sasuke's appearance and bloodline talent would definitely attract many outstanding women. Ryo was quite confident in her younger brother's looks.
However, given Sasuke's current stubborn nature—it seems—
Itachi frowned sharply, but ultimately did not continue to ponder it, nor did he answer Obito's question.
Without a word, he picked up the slightly cooled cup of tea, his brows furrowed, and turned to walk towards a quieter spot at the bow of the ship. His steps were as steady as ever, but his silhouette carried a more somber and contemplative air than usual.
Watching Itachi's thoughtful departing figure, Obito shrugged, revealing an expression that said, "I knew it."
He knew that as long as it involved Itachi's precious younger brother, the other party would still take even the most outrageous questions seriously.
In a sense, this is also one of Itachi Uchiha's rare human weaknesses.
However, it's not all bad. Obito muttered to himself, his tone rather subtle. Seeing Itachi, who always had a cold face, fall into a daze and ponder over a nonsensical question was a kind of amusement in itself.
He shook his head, preparing to go to the bow of the boat to enjoy the breeze and watch the sunrise.
However, as soon as he turned around, he almost collided head-on with the oncoming human-shaped iron tower.
The newcomer was none other than Kisame Hoshigaki. He had just arrived on the deck, his imposing figure almost blocking out half the sky.
Upon seeing Obito, Kisame's shark-like face immediately became respectful, and he greeted him in a deep voice, "Good morning, sir."
"Good morning." Obito nodded casually, waved his hand dismissively, and prepared to walk past Kisame.
He had no interest in dealing with this muscle-bound guy.
However, just as the two brushed past each other, Obito suddenly recalled a fragment from his dream the previous night: Kisame shouting loudly in front of the Konoha Bookstore, and the mysterious and dangerous man in a straw hat beside him.
Obito paused, then casually turned his head: "By the way, Kisame, I have a question for you."
He stroked his chin, adopting a casual, conversational posture.
"After you joined our organization, besides partnering with Itachi, have you teamed up with anyone else?"
Kisame paused slightly, blinking his small shark eyes, puzzled as to why Obito would suddenly ask this. However, he still shook his head truthfully, saying, "No. Since joining Akatsuki, I've always partnered with One-on-Seven."
His answer was simple and direct, as always.
"Oh, I see." Obito nodded, his face revealing neither joy nor anger, only a hint of understanding flashing in his eyes. He said no more, put his hands in his pockets, and swaggered towards the bow of the ship, ready to admire the beautiful sunrise.
It seems he remembered correctly.
In the real world, Kisame's partner has always been Itachi Uchiha ever since he joined Akatsuki.
So, the hat-clad man who accompanied Kisame in last night's dream and even showed me murderous intent—
It was just that character from the chaotic dream who inexplicably broke down.
Despite thinking this way, the eerie sense of familiarity and the chilling killing intent still made him feel vaguely uneasy.
Kisame watched Obito leave, a puzzled look on his face. Why were these two acting so strangely? Did they not sleep well last night?
He scratched his head, deciding not to delve any further into these convoluted questions. It was far more practical to hurry to the stern and see if any unlucky big fish might pass by and be caught for breakfast.
at the same time.
In the sacred and misty Myoboku Mountain, far from the hustle and bustle of the world, there is a completely different scene.
Naruto, with a bitter face, finally managed to swallow the last bite of his specially made nutritious breakfast.
The breakfast was specially prepared by Master Shima and was rich in natural energy, but its appearance was that of an insect feast that would deter ordinary people.
Naruto patted his chest, trying to suppress the churning stomach acid.
For the thousandth and first time, he mentally and frantically complained about the lecherous immortal and the toad bosses' unique and grotesque cuisine.
However, despite the complaints, when Jiraiya and Fukasaku solemnly led Naruto to a rocky platform covered with ancient runes and where natural energy was exceptionally active, Naruto immediately became extremely alert.
He sat cross-legged, his azure eyes fixed intently on the two teachers, his ears perked up, as if afraid of missing a single word.
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You should know that today is the first day he officially began cultivating immortal arts.
In front of the giant toad statue, Jiraiya and Fukasaku stood on either side, solemnly explaining to Naruto the core principles of Sage Mode training and the hidden risks.
Jiraiya said with an extremely solemn expression, "Listen carefully, Naruto! Sage Mode is created by absorbing natural energy from the outside world and perfectly fusing it with one's own physical and mental energy, thereby generating more powerful Sage Chakra. The power increases exponentially, but the risks are equally enormous!"
Fukasaku, perched on Jiraiya's shoulder and cradling his little paws, chimed in, "That's right, kid! Natural energy is violent and difficult to control. Absorbing too little won't allow you to enter Sage Mode; absorbing too much will cause an imbalance—"
He paused, a serious expression appearing on his small frog-like face.
"You will turn into a stone toad and remain forever as a statue on Mount Myōboku! Just like those predecessors over there!"
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As he spoke, he pointed with his claws to several toad statues in different poses not far away, which were said to be the predecessors who had failed in their cultivation.
Upon hearing this, Naruto involuntarily shrank back. But his eyes ignited an even stronger fighting spirit.
He nodded vigorously, clenched his fist, and shouted, "I understand! Lustful Immortal, I'll be your leader! I will definitely master the immortal arts!"
These words were not just empty words, but an unwavering belief in Naruto's heart.
He knew very well that his current strength was far from enough to catch up with Sasuke and take him back from Madara Uchiha.
Immortal arts might be the key to breaking the deadlock for him.
Only by becoming strong enough can he possibly bring Sasuke back to Konoha!
It was precisely because of this obsession that he was able to grit his teeth and endure the torment of the insect feast, and face all sorts of terrible risks in cultivation without hesitation.
Theory concludes, practice begins.
Under the guidance of the sage Fukasaku, Naruto was covered in toad oil, which he used to sense natural energy.
Then sit quietly and relax your mind and body.
To perceive, capture, and absorb the natural energy permeating the air.
This process was far more difficult than imagined.
Natural energy is formless and intangible, and difficult to grasp.
"Calm down! Don't rush! Feel your natural breath and synchronize with it!"
Just then, the voice of the immortal Fukasaku rang out.
After many attempts, Naruto finally touched the tail of natural energy and began to try to absorb it.
"Naruto! Pay attention to the ratio of the three energies, and don't forget to mobilize your physical and mental energies as well!" Jiraiya stood aside, watching his disciple intently.
However, the ideal was far from reality. Naruto tried several times, and almost every attempt ended in danger.
On one occasion, he felt a cool energy surge into his body, instantly doubling his strength. However, the next second he found that his limbs began to stiffen, his skin developed strange bumps, and the outline of frog webs even appeared faintly between his fingers!
"Whoa! I'm going to turn into a frog!" Naruto screamed in fright.
At the critical moment, Jiraiya and Fukasaku quickly intervened, abruptly interrupting his semi-frog form.
Naruto collapsed to the ground, panting heavily, feeling a chill on his back, which was covered in cold sweat.
As it turns out, mastering immortal arts is by no means something that can be achieved overnight.
It requires extreme focus, exquisite control, a peaceful mindset, and an understanding that resonates with nature.
For Naruto, who is always active, relies on brute force, and has mediocre chakra control, each of these is a severe test.
Time flew by as he focused intently on failing, adjusting, and trying again.
As the sun set and the golden afterglow draped Mount Myōboku in a thin golden hue, Naruto, exhausted and drenched in sweat, collapsed to the ground, his face a picture of weariness and defeat.
At this moment, he couldn't help but feel a little discouraged. Was this all he had to gain after a hard day's work?
A whole day of hard training yielded very little result.
Forget about stably entering Sage Mode, he couldn't even safely absorb and maintain a small amount of natural energy, and he would face the danger of turning into a frog again if he wasn't careful.
well----
Naruto returned dejectedly to the little cabin the toads had prepared for him.
Exhaustion washed over him, both physically and mentally. The hardships of cultivating Sage Mode, his worries about Sasuke, and his uncertainty about the future—all these intertwined emotions caused him to fall into a deep sleep the moment his head hit the pillow.
However, this sleep was strangely unusual.
He felt as if he had just closed his eyes and opened them again, and it was already broad daylight outside the window.
The crisp chirping of birds, along with the uniquely moist air of Mount Myoboku, filled the room.
Naruto sat up groggily, rubbed his sleepy eyes, and stared at the bright morning light streaming in through the window, feeling completely dazed.
"?!"
He pinched himself hard, wincing in pain.
"It's dawn? I actually slept straight through to dawn? It feels like I just lay down not long ago!"
Naruto scratched his messy hair, looking completely confused.