[Comprehensive] Magical Uchiha spitting fire online

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It's a pity that I couldn't see with my own eyes how the bandaged Dazai Osamu rescued me and Akutagawa Ryunosuke, who I stabbed. After I said my name, I couldn't stand it at all. Lost all consciousness.

At first I thought I was dying again, having endured the pain and cold in the rain for so long. Only when I looked up did I realize something was wrong.

My consciousness did not return to the dark space where there was nothing but the system and me. Instead, the afternoon sun shines through the window, and the leaves rustle outside the window - my room.

The open scroll was casually placed on the desk. I dug it out from my brother's bookshelf. It recorded the fire escape ninjutsu passed down by the Uchiha clan. I have only read less than half of the scroll, and I remember that I seemed to have seen the chapter about the Fire Dragon Flame Bullet.

Everything in the room was the same as before I left, nothing had changed.

Including "me" who is sitting on the edge of the bed at this moment and looking sideways.

"In order to relieve your tension, I specially simulated this place to look like your room." The system said, patting the soft-looking single bed under it: "Doesn't it look good?"

I:"……"

Regardless of its sentence or the current situation, they are almost all flaws, but there are so many flaws that I don’t know where to start complaining.

I was silent for a moment and decided not to waste time with the system on such a meaningless topic: "Am I dead again?"

"No, you were lucky enough to be sent to the medical room by Osamu Dazai a few minutes before you died. Now..."

The system got up from the bed and walked to the window next to the desk. It waved its arms in front of the bed, and the ordinary window turned into a visual screen. The warm sun outside the window and the branches swaying in the wind turned into spots of light and formed a new picture. I saw it from a third perspective. I am receiving emergency treatment.

"We are being rescued. It was just that our body was temporarily comatose, and our consciousness has returned here. Taking advantage of this free time before you wake up, I think it is necessary to refresh your knowledge."

With the sound of the system, my heartbeat and blood pressure in the picture finally began to return to normal. The system waved its hand and closed the screen again, and the window showed the scenery of the Uchiha clan that I was used to seeing in the past. I stood there blankly looking at the Uchiha clan outside the window, but it acted like the real owner of this room, dragging out the chair in front of the desk and sitting down.

In the following time, the system roughly explained to me the structure of this world while I was absent-minded.

Of course, the world I am in at this moment is not my original world. The location I am in now is a city called Yokohama. Except that the residents of both worlds are humans, there is basically no similarity between this world and my original world.

People in this world don't know how to use chakra. Without chakra, it's natural that there would be no ninjas. More than % of the population are civilians without armed forces, while the remaining small number of people use a special ability called "superpower" to fight.

"What is the country's armed forces without ninjas? Samurai?"

I wondered.

The system rolled its eyes at me rather silently: "Are you a living fossil dug up from some ancient ruins? The era of samurai has long passed."

"The country's armed forces are military and police forces. However, Yokohama where you are is quite special. The Ability Special Agent Section, the Armed Detective Agency and the Port Mafia stand in a tripartite position to maintain themselves and the balance of Yokohama." The system said this again. After a pause, before I asked the question, it very thoughtfully explained it in a metaphor that I could understand: "You can understand it as the relationship between the Hokage faction, the Uchiha clan and Konoha's senior advisors. Once any party breaks this balance, The consequence may be that both sides suffer losses, and it is so serious that it cannot be ended.”

"...Uchiha rebelled against himself, and only one Itachi died in the end. I didn't see where Konoha's injuries were."

"Wrong, it was the Uchiha clan who took action first. The Uchiha clan wanted to start civil strife in Konoha. If Konoha is in chaos, the other four major ninja villages will definitely take advantage of it. And your brother and friends don't want to see the lives of the people destroyed. That scene made him abandon Uchiha and choose to save more people."

This chapter is not finished yet, click on the next page to continue reading -->> The simulated sunlight shines into the system's eyes exactly like mine, and it makes a not-so-sincere, implicit and somewhat sarcastic smile, which has not yet been turned on. A subtle light flashed in the dark eyes before the Sharingan: "You should also know, Jingniao. The rebellious heart of the Uchiha clan has always been there."

…The problem is that I don’t fucking know about this.

Even though my feelings had been temporarily taken away by the system, I still felt subtly speechless.

Before I graduate from the ninja school, I am not qualified to get involved in the affairs of the Uchiha clan. After graduating from the ninja school, I was strictly guarded by my brother and could not participate in family meetings because I had not opened my eyes for a long time.

It was the first time in my life that I heard what the system said.

It always felt like I had known several secrets in this short period of time, but at this time I was already dead.

After a long silence, I gave up struggling and looked up at the system. The thing that has the same face as me has an expression that is completely opposite to mine, and it looks nothing like me.

"I have one last question about the world."

"what is the problem."

"The Special Intelligence Department and the Armed Detective Agency have nothing to do with me for the time being, so I won't ask." I said slowly: "I know what the port is... what is the mafia?"

System, who was sitting there with his fingers crossed and looking at ease, raised his hand to cover his mouth and pondered for a while. I thought he might be organizing the language so that he could explain what the Mafia was in terms I could understand.

"Bandit? It doesn't seem right... Bandit? Pirate? It doesn't seem like that either..."

The system murmured to itself, its originally calm smile gradually disappeared, it twisted its eyebrows, and the somewhat tangled look I often showed appeared on "my" face.

"Well...just think of the mafia as a rebel group. They are not kind people anyway."

Oh wow.

incredible.

In this death, I also turned myself into a rebellious ninja.

My well-known brother taught me by example since I was a child, "Konoha is my home, and we must love it." Fortunately, I am dead, and so is my brother. Otherwise, he would have known that I joined the rebel ninja group. , you don’t have to break my legs directly.

The system tilted its head and looked at me: "So, do you have any questions?"

I had a lot of questions, but now there was no need to know the answers for a while, so I shook my head at it.

"Then - it's time for you to wake up."

Then, I opened my eyes.

Before I lost consciousness, I fell in a mess in a dirty alley. When I woke up, I was lying peacefully on the hospital bed. The clothes stained with mud, water and blood were changed out of nowhere, and now I am wearing a clean hospital gown.

There is still an infusion needle hanging on my left hand, and the thin and transparent tube is connected to the hanging bottle. It seems that all the medicine in the bottle has been infused.

As if it was time to change the medicine bottle, there was a sound of footsteps at the door. I lay on the pillow and turned my head to look. The first person to walk in was the nurse with a medicine bottle in her hand. The unknown nurse was stunned for a moment when she saw me waking up. Then she quickly realized that she still had a job, and the infusion needle was inserted into my blood. Before smoking it, I quickly changed the medicine with my hands and feet.

She changed the medicine bottle and left the ward without saying a word. Only then did I look at the people who came in behind the nurse.

It was a man in his late fifties with gray hair and a strange monocle.

Although he has a beard and an old face, his pace and posture look like someone who has been trained for a long time. After meeting my gaze, the very guarded old man looked me up and down, and then slowly showed a helpless look.

"I was just curious that the lord went to pick up something magical and came back, and he was able to send Akutagawa's rabid dog directly to the medical room..." He sighed and held his forehead as if he was having a headache: "Sir Dazai What are you thinking about? Isn’t this just an ordinary child..."

I was even more curious about who this old man was who came to see me out of curiosity and wanted to express some opinions on me.

Could it be that he is also the son of prophecy on the list? Isn’t this son of prophecy a little old?

"This is Guangjin Liulang."

This chapter is not finished yet, click on the next page to continue reading -->> The system promptly reminded: "Although he is not your mission target, he is the leader of the "Black Lizard", the militant faction of the Port Mafia."

And "Black Lizard".

You rebel group are pretty good at playing.

As soon as I heard that this person was not the mission target, I immediately pretended to be too weak to hold on and closed my eyes. Anyway, the stab wounds on my body are real, and they won’t be discounted just because I can die and come back. As a seriously injured person who was almost on the verge of death, I naturally needed to rest.

I originally wanted to fool the old man by pretending to be asleep, but it turned out that the recovery from the injury may have taken too much energy, so I really fell asleep when I closed my eyes.

Just like this intermittently, I lay in the medical room for several days, sleeping and waking up. Not only did the magical old man Guangjin Liulang never come again, but the system was also very discerning and did not disturb my cultivation. Within a few days, I The only people I saw were doctors and nurses.

how to say.

Medical treatment in this world is surprisingly backward. I thought there would be some kind of supernatural power that could instantly cure serious injuries. But the treatment I received was just to sew the wound with medicine and wrap it with a bandage. I had to take medicine every day to prevent infection. Injection and drip.

I lay in the infirmary for four days and am still a casualty. But fortunately, I, as a wounded person, am not alone at all, and Ryunosuke Akutagawa, who I used a kunai to make a hole in his stomach when we first met, is not doing well either. When the nurse came to change my dressing, I specifically inquired about his condition. I injured this person's internal organs, and he is still living in the ward next to mine. I heard that he wanted to endure the pain yesterday, but his physical fitness was slightly poor, and he was beaten again before he could walk out of the door of the medical room. He was carried back.

"Don't apply the common sense of your world to other worlds. Palmistry, a method that uses chakra resonance to forcibly increase the speed of cell metabolism and thereby heal wounds, has entered the realm of metaphysics compared to technology and medical treatment. ."

The system that had been quiet for so many days suddenly complained in a flat voice: "Besides, don't talk about your serious injury as if it was just a scratch on the flesh. You know how serious Uchiha Itachi's attack will be. I will bring you back from the brink of death. To rescue him is a serious operation no matter which world he is in."

Hey.

I know, after all, that evil and ruthless Itachi didn't even want to let me live.

But then again, the system's emotion extraction is quite useful. Although I can still recall what Itachi did to me, the memory is like I am reading a novel, and the storyline in it does not affect me at all. Thirteen years as a Genin, as an Uchiha Terror was downplayed, it was something I knew, not something I experienced.

"Right, system."

Thinking of this, I asked: "How is my physical condition now?"

"Not bad. As expected of a little monster from the monster world, his vitality is so strong that it is impressive. Such a serious injury that was once on the verge of death actually recovered after lying down for a few days. Akutagawa, whose injuries are countless times lighter than yours, has not yet You heal quickly.”

"How long until I can leave the medical room?"

"It will take about three days to fully recover. At least it will not affect movements and combat." The system asked doubtfully: "Are you planning to start taking action?"

"Do not."

I lay down on the hospital bed, which was not particularly comfortable, and pulled up the quilt to wrap myself in it.

"I'm going to wait for someone else to make the first move."

According to system calculations, I can move out of the medical room in three days based on my physical condition.

I didn't even wait for the third day. In fact, late at night before the third day came, the man named Osamu Dazai appeared in front of me again.

Under the pale light of the medical room, the man in total darkness looked like a shadow cast on the wall. Seeing me waking up, he met my eyes. There was no emotion in his light brown eyes, he just stared at me, and then, maintaining his calmness, he slowly smiled at me.

"Good evening, Uchiha-kun."

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