Naruto: Free Life

Walking slowly on the street, Uchiha felt the countless gazes in the darkness around him.

Either wary, calm, or angry. . .

Although this kind of thing is no longer strange to him, he still feels a little irritated at this time.

Uchiha Chen, who originally wanted to appreciate the customs of Iwa Ninja Village, suddenly calmed down.

After locking the position of old man Sanchi, purple light suddenly appeared and disappeared instantly.

The next second, inside the cabin.

Uchiha appeared in front of the old man Miike who was holding half a watermelon and working hard.

Aware of the eyes in front of him, the old man Miike raised his head and saw Uchiha standing behind him.

In this embarrassing situation, old man Miike quietly put down the watermelon.

He wiped his hands calmly, and then looked at Uchiha Chen in front of him with contempt.

In this way, he expressed his dissatisfaction with Uchiha for visiting him for no reason.

But after what happened just now, the momentum he had accumulated in front of Uchiha Chen had completely disappeared.

After all, no one has such a good appetite when they are angry.

"I just made a weapon to make up for them."

Uchiha Chen didn't pay attention, sat down opposite the old man Miike and said.

"Tch, what good stuff can you come up with?"

"Indeed, not very good."

Uchiha Chen nodded slightly.

. . . . . .

"After all, I am your disciple, please help me."

After a moment of silence, Uchiha dust put the arm guard on the table helplessly and begged.

Uchiha never expected that he would also play the emotional card with others.

"Ha, since you said so, I will reluctantly help you take a look."

Old Miike looked happy when he heard Uchiha Chen admit his identity, but he immediately returned to his stern expression and said with disgust.

However, after the old man Miike picked up the arm guard and looked at it for a moment, he frowned.

"I can't fix this."

Shaking his head helplessly, Old Man Sanchi put the arm guard back.

"You have done a good job in repairing the places I built, but I can't do anything else."

Looking at the fine cloth that fell on his hand, Sanchi's face was filled with sadness.

The past incident involving this arm guard once again appeared in the mind of the old man Miike.

"I'm not worried about the forging part, my intention is to find another person who made it."

Uchiha dust put away the arm guard, took out a design drawing and unfolded it on the table.

An exquisite battle armor is engraved on it.

Arm guards, breastplate, shoulder armor, waist guards, leg guards, combat boots.

The data of each part is described in detail.

Miike was attracted by the drawings the moment he saw them.

"Instead of that arm guard, I want to forge a new set of armor."

After saying that, Uchiha dust placed a metal square next to the drawing.

Old Man Miike glanced at Uchiha Chen and continued to look down at the drawings without saying anything.

This set of armor designed by Uchiha Chen was not for defense, but to amplify his own attacks to the limit.

As time passed by, the data described on the drawing made the old man Miike more and more frightened.

"What exactly do you want to do?"

Putting down the drawing, the old man Miike looked at Uchiha Chen in disbelief.

With such a weapon, it is enough to fully unleash Uchiha Chen's strength.

But now Uchiha Chen is a public enemy of the ninja world, and the old man Miike is afraid that he will go berserk again.

Old Man Miike still can't forget Uchiha Chen's murderous aura when he refused to recognize his relatives.

“If you don’t have some things in your own hands, you will never feel at ease.

"I'm sorry, you can't understand this feeling."

Uchiha stood up and said calmly.

Of course he knew what Old Man Miike meant, but now he gradually discovered something was wrong.

After going through thousands of deductions in his mind, Uchiha Chen also discovered some blind spots.

And the things he guessed were enough to subvert the entire ninja world.

In order not to be coerced by the general trend, we have no choice but to rely on external forces.

"Despite this, it is impossible for me to forge anymore."

Old Man Miike noticed Uchiha Chen's powerlessness.

Although he was heartbroken to see Uchiha Chen like this, his arm could no longer be forged.

"Please help me modify the drawings first, and I will take care of the rest myself."

Realizing his gaffe, Uchiha smiled and stood up and walked to the door.

"I'll find a way to fix your arm and I'll come back tomorrow."

"Wait..."

Old Man Miike was about to reach out to stop him, but Uchiha Chen had already disappeared.

"You brat, you don't even say you're considerate of me."

Old Man Miike lowered his head in dissatisfaction, just in time to see the lunch box left by Uchiha Chen.

"It's not cute."

Smiling, Sanchi picked up the lunch box and drawings and walked into the bedroom.

He didn't know much, but when it came to forging, Miike Takizawa had a pride that no one else could match.

And he doesn't care what Uchiha Chen's reputation is in the outside world. Here he is just his disciple.

It is natural for a master to help his disciples.