Naruto: Become Uchiha Madara’s mobile health pack

The days when Kamui was in Qianju were a happy life.

Tobirama has a house in the clan that only he can enter and exit at will. It is a place where he conducts experiments.

As long as he has time, he will stay here. Everyone who knows him knows this.

After his father passed away, he and Hashirama were the only two brothers left in the family. Hashirama was a very easy-going person. After finishing his own business, he would invite his fellow clan members to drink together, often late at night.

Tobirama, for the most part, did not participate in such activities. Hashirama called him several times, but after being rejected every time, he no longer planned to take him to play with him, and simply let him do whatever he wanted.

From then on, Tobirama didn't have to go back to take care of his old father. He spent time in the laboratory from time to time. When he was busy late, he would sleep in other rooms.

The living facilities and daily necessities are all available here, just like a normal mansion. With Kamui being hidden here by Tobirama, there is no inconvenience.

Kamui has been living here this week.

Tobirama is usually busy with family affairs, and after finishing his work, he will come here immediately. He clearly said that he was doing experiments, but in Kamui's opinion, the efficiency was extremely low. For so many days, not a single experiment was completed.

"Having me as an outsider here, does it affect your progress?" One day, after seeing Tobirama's experiments yielding no results for a long time, Kamui couldn't help but ask him.

The spring sunshine is just right, and the cherry blossom tree in the courtyard that has been planted for who knows how many years is about to sprout buds.

Tobirama sat cross-legged on the edge, with scrolls spread out in front of him.

He held a thin brush lightly dipped in ink in his hand and frowned at the scroll.

The brush absorbed less than full ink, and the ink that had accumulated for too long flowed from the belly of the pen to the tip of the pen. I felt like crying but did not stop for a long time.

Tobirama frowned, and raised his eyes to look at Kamui opposite him, who was lying on the edge of the river with his hands on his cheek, looking at him.

Shenwei was obviously one year older than him, but he didn't have the slightest poise that an adult should have, and his movements were full of boyishness.

Just like now, he is completely a young man who has not grown up.

"No, I just feel that there are some flaws. I always feel that something is not right. I think it can be improved."

Kamui has no talent for developing ninjutsu, and he doesn't understand what Tobirama said. He feels that the process of developing ninjutsu is extremely boring.

Ninjutsu is only interesting when you use it.

He turned over and lay down, letting the warm spring sun bathe his body. It is always good to be in the sun when there are many people.

Doctors will say it promotes calcium absorption.

Taoists would say that this is called absorbing the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, the essence of the sun and the moon.

The sun is really a good thing.

But, how many days has it been?

If you think carefully, it's been more than half a month.

Did Tobirama just bask in the sun in this yard when he was talking about strengthening his body?

What kind of amazing magnetic field does this courtyard have that can work with the sun to enhance people's health?

"By the way, you wouldn't just think that I'm a dangerous person, and then imprison me in this house to prevent me from going out to harm others, right?"

After a pause in writing, Tobirama raised his eyes again to look at Kamui lying there.

Shenwei squinted at Fuguang, with a smile on his lips, but his words were full of questions.

Kamui said this, and Tobirama's mind couldn't help but think of everything he saw in Hirakawa Valley again.

Countless undead puppets emerged from the ground and became Kamui's tools, fighting for him and absorbing chakra for him.

Such a scene of hell on earth is ten times more terrifying than the fight between ninja and ninja on the battlefield. Using things that are not of this world to fight is so shocking.

And Shenwei, this seemingly weak guy, actually has such an ability. It would be a lie to say that he is not afraid of it.

He has a heart for him, but at the same time, Tobirama is a clear-minded, calm and rational ninja.

This is the result of many years of experience. It seems to be an instinct engraved in the bones to be wary of all people and forces that threaten Thousand Hands.

At that time, watching Kamui's consciousness being swallowed up by his power, Tobirama once thought about how he or his eldest brother, or all the Senju ninjas, would fight against Kamui.

However, he could not come up with a suitable answer.

The elder brother's Wood Release is actually a kind of embodied chakra. He uses his own chakra to make trees grow rapidly according to his own ideas, which can be used for attack and defense.

But the ghosts of Rashomon summoned by Kamui can absorb the enemy's chakra.

Such a huge amount, no living person can withstand it for a long time.

For a second, a thought flashed through my mind, that is, to remove such power from this world.

One of the ways to make it disappear is to make the person with this power disappear.

When this idea flashed through his mind, Tobirama broke into a cold sweat.

He, he actually had murderous intentions towards Kamui.

Now, looking at the calm and gentle person in front of him, Tobirama suddenly felt a sense of shame, and the embarrassment of being seen through.

However, he was still stubborn.

"I didn't think about it that way." To be precise, I didn't do it, and I couldn't do it under the circumstances.

But having said that, if I had found the right time to do it, would I have taken action?

This question is not a good question, and Tobirama doesn't want to embarrass himself anymore.

Kamui, he shouldn't become a murderous demon without blinking an eye.

Turning his head, Shenwei glanced at him and asked: "Then why did you bring me to Qianju? The beauty hidden in the golden house is not suitable for me. I am so violent that I can't be charming."

The drop of ink failed to escape gravity after all, and landed on the pure white and clean scroll with a clatter.

His eyes shifted from Kamui's half-smiling face to the unfolded scroll. Looking at the faint ink stain, Tobirama's face turned crimson and he was momentarily embarrassed.

"You hurry up and think of a way. It's impossible for me to stay in this yard and be restrained by you."

"Ah, of course I know."

He knew it but did it deliberately. He did think carefully about ways to enhance his divine power, but he didn't use all his strength.

There was a voice in his heart telling him that if Kamui's physical fitness became as good as that of his elder brother Hashirama, then he would definitely leave Senju and go back to Uchiha without looking back.

As for Tobirama, he knew that this matter was beyond his control, but he still thought that he could delay it for one day.

He is like a liar and a thief, stealing the joy of getting along with each other every day, acting childishly like an innocent boy.

Kamui ignored Tobirama and looked past the low wall. He was thinking about how he should behave in Senju.

Should I use my original appearance, or should I go into the system and find an identity to disguise myself?

No one here has seen his face, and no one knows that he is an Uchiha, except Hashirama.

Hashirama, what is Hashirama doing now? Is he busy planting trees and building potted plants, or is he busy locking down the next target to attack?

Kamui couldn't guess it.

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