Naruto: I have a dream system

A figure appeared outside the emergency treatment room, exuding the aura that no strangers should enter.

"Master Orochimaru"

The medical ninja in charge saw Orochimaru outside the door and quickly said hello. Normally, he would never come forward to say hello, because Orochimaru, one of the three ninjas, always exudes a kind of choice. And the dangerous aura of eating.

At this time, Orochimaru is not as mature and good at pretending as he was after the plot began.

"Isn't Tsunade back yet?"

"Sir, Tsunade-sama has received the message and is on her way now."

"How is Duanjun's situation?"

"I'm afraid of this level of injury."

"I understand, you go do your own thing."

"Yes"

The medical ninja turned and walked towards the Hokage building. He also wanted to report to the third generation about the situation of this group of wounded.

Orochimaru came to the emergency treatment room. Looking at Zang lying on the bed and the horrific wound on his chest, Orochimaru sighed unconsciously.

"Is it Orochimaru?"

Duan, who was as angry as a thread, asked weakly. Although he was about to die, he could not hear the despair of the dying person from the anticipation, but instead felt a sense of relief and regret.

Orochimaru didn't answer, but just took another step forward.

"I see, even if you are Orochimaru, you can't calm down and face the death of your friend?"

Orochimaru frowned, a hint of complexity and sadness flashed in his eyes.

"Life is really too fragile."

"Because of this, everyone is working hard to blossom, isn't it?"

Orochimaru looked at Suan with an open-minded face, and the corners of his mouth twitched, but he hesitated to speak.

"What's wrong? Do you want to ask me why I am not afraid of death?"

Orochimaru didn't speak, just looked at him with a frown.

"How should I put it? I'm probably tired of this war. Although I'm going to die soon, I've also relieved myself of the pressure and burden, right?"

"Is it pressure?"

Orochimaru doesn't agree with it. After death, there is nothing. Compared to death, he is more willing to bear the pressure, although he is also very boring.

"Yes, the pressure from the ninjas themselves, the pressure from the dream of becoming Hokage, the pressure from enemies on the battlefield, and the pressure from the village, friends and lovers. Speaking of which, if I die , Tsunade will be very sad, after all, he has already experienced such pain once, I am worried that she will not be able to bear the blow, Orochimaru, you must help me take good care of Tsunade."

He raised his hand with great effort and spread his palm. A crystal clear green pendant lay quietly in the palm of his hand.

"I see."

Orochimaru took the pendant

"Stop chakra output, it's enough."

The four sweating medical ninjas next to him looked at Orochimaru, and when they saw him nodding, they stopped delivering chakra. They all showed unbearable expressions as they watched the life on the hospital bed continue to drain away.

On the other side, at the Hokage Building, Sarutobi was looking through the battle reports from the front line. Although the conflict with Hidden Sand Village was no longer as intense as it was at the beginning of the war, the current stalemate was even more difficult to fight. After all, in terms of team fighting, Konoha really doesn't fear anyone, what they fear most is this kind of sparring, which is not only time consuming, but also

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Most of them are mentally and physically exhausted.

At the beginning of World War II, Konoha was surrounded by enemies from all sides. The two countries, Wind and Earth, set up the Dragon Gate Formation in the Rain Ninja Village in order to encircle Konoha and at the same time lure the brainless Hanzo into the water.

In fact, Hanzo also knows that this is the plan of the old fox Onoki. No one who can become the leader of a party is an idiot, not to mention that he is the man known as the demigod Hanzo in the world.

But unfortunately, they don't play dirty tricks with you, they directly plot with you, and they are clearly bullying you. You are a small country. As long as you are not one of the five major countries, then I will rub you and knead you.

Hanzo was also helpless. At first, he was still dealing with the two sides. He looked around and refused to take sides with the idea of ​​making peace with everyone. Later, he was anxious and anxious, and there was no camp at all. It was just a melee anyway. Who cares? Who is it? As long as it’s not Rain Ninja, it’s over.

At the end of the fight, I saw that my family couldn't use up the foundation of a big country. I had no choice but to sell Konoha well on the battlefield and give them the title of Sannin. Then I shrank and stopped fighting. You guys The boss can do whatever he likes. I won’t do it anymore and will go to cultivate my health and recuperate.

It seems that Ohnoki has achieved his goal. Only the defeated soldiers of Yu Ninja Village have been beaten, and they have retreated into their old nests to survive. After ten or twenty years of training, they will not be able to come out again. Although there is nothing big in Konoha. Jieshu, but it can be regarded as wearing off a layer of blood, although he and the idiots in Shayin Village did not get any benefits.

The third generation was thinking about all this when the door was pushed open and Jiraiya entered the Hokage's office holding a baby.

"When did this happen"

Sandaime asked, frowning as he looked at the child in Jiraiya's arms.

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The situation became very awkward. Master, have you had any abnormal misunderstandings about me for a long time?

Jiraiya, who had a black head, placed Wangdao on the third generation's desk, right on top of the battle report that the third generation was reading.

"I picked this up on the way back. It should be a war orphan. According to my observation, it has nothing to do with espionage activities."

"Are you another victim of war?"

He had no doubts about the authenticity of Jiraiya's words. Although he, the white-haired disciple, had an out-of-touch personality, was lazy, stupid, and lustful, and always slipped up when he had nothing to do. He was caught peeking at the female bathhouse more times than completing tasks. There is a sense of crookedness all over the body. The most important thing is that every time I have something good, I don’t know how to share it with my dearest master. These are some shortcomings, but there seems to be nothing good about them.

The third generation looked at Bai Mao strangely, and the suspicion in his eyes made Jiraiya dying of shame and anger.

"Old man, are you really my master?"o╥﹏╥o

"Ahem, I'm just a middle-aged old man, um, I know, what are you going to do with this kid?"

After saying that, Sandai looked at Wang Dao and suddenly noticed two tender pink horns on Wang Dao's head.

"Hey, could it be that this child is not human?"

"I've seen that before, maybe it's a family inheritance. Maybe Yu Ye is a descendant of a big family."

Jiraiya said whimsically, as if he thought of the drama about a young man from a big family living on the street and falling in love and killing a poor girl, and connected it with the pornographic book he was about to write. Is there any inspiration?

ps: Regarding the timeline, Naruto's timeline is really messy. I checked the information for several days and sorted it out over and over again. The result became more and more messy. It doesn't matter that comics and TV are different. Comics and comics themselves It’s also contradictory, not to mention TV, it’s full of bugs, in short the timeline is as per the needs of the plot, I wrote it seriously, you read it seriously, everyone is deceiving themselves and others, this world is a better place, isn’t it?