I started my horror resurgence from Naruto

I haven't breathed the same smell of air for a long time. There's a sense of alienation in the familiarity. After all, I've moved to a new world and the composition of the air is different. There's also a mixture of boredom in the nostalgia. After all, I died peacefully, but who would have thought that I could be reawakened by someone, and even put on a prosthetic body that I couldn't take off.

Although the size fits and the style is the same, it still feels like touching the world through a layer of film, which is not refreshing enough.

Gin Ichimaru had just returned from death, so his mind was inevitably sensitive and complicated, as if he was trying to make up for all the thoughts that had been emptied during his death.

After all,

After all, he died last time and didn’t even have the chance to witness the end of Aizen Sosuke.

This time, it’s Hyuga Naraku’s turn, haha… I have to watch and act, and act well in this new play, and when it comes to an end, I’ll see with my own eyes what kind of ending Hyuga Naraku will have.

There are so many thoughts in my mind that I can't keep up, and I can't tell whether they are my true thoughts or not. After all, some squinty-eyed people can even lie to themselves.

but,

In short, at this moment, Ichimaru Gin decided to act according to the script given by Hinata Naraku, just to repay the favor of "resurrection from the dead". Anyway, he had no worries and nothing to do in the new world.

"First of all, the first act is to save people and then say hello to the new world!"

Ichimaru Gin closed the script and a playful smile appeared on his lips. To be honest, as a god of death, the characteristics of his job were clearly explained literally.

save people?

This is a new and rare thing for Gin Ichimaru. It must be said that the role that Hinata Naraku arranged for himself is quite interesting and has a high degree of freedom.

Hinata Naraku only requires himself to complete the goals given in the script, such as saving people and saying hello to the new world. As for how to save people and how to say hello, there are no restrictions at all, and he calls it the exercise of his own subjective initiative.

I have to say, this really hits the spotlight on Gin Ichimaru's sexual fetish. As an actor, don't you prefer this kind of grand director? Just for this reason, Hinata Naraku is more likable than Aizen Sosuke!

The jet-black death suit blended into the darkness, and under the bright moonlight, the pale haori flashed by. Ichimaru Gin walked in the courtyard of the [Cataract] search as if no one was around, leisurely and with great interest.

The flickering instant steps, covered by the night, in the wide-ranging field of vision of the White Eyes, were like ghost images accidentally recorded by a wide-angle camera when shooting. It was difficult to detect the abnormality at the time, unless you edited it frame by frame in post-production, you would find that at a certain frozen moment, something unclean had been mixed into the picture, which scared you half to death.

In the perception of the ninja, it is even more impossible to capture Gin Ichimaru, because the artificial body is essentially a corpse, at best a puppet that has been transformed into a living or dead person. It is much more difficult to sense him with chakra than to see him directly with the eyes.

"It's a fantastic idea to extract substances by squeezing all the cells in the body to divide at high speed, and then extract the weak spiritual factors from the soul and fuse them to obtain energy."

Ichimaru Gin was amazed and had a preliminary understanding of the special professional groups in the new world. He was full of malicious speculation in his heart.

"Overdrawing vitality without regard to loss, and eroding the stability of the soul's essence, even if life has the ability to repair itself, over time, ninjas will probably have a short life, become mentally ill and crazy... Hehe, the guy who created this [Chakra] and taught it to humans, could it be that he wanted to mass-produce the raw materials for Hollows?"

A body that is slowly committing suicide and a soul that is self-eroding, in Ichimaru Gin's eyes, aren't they just low-grade consumables for making hollows?

"These ninjas must have no resistance to transforming into Hollows. After all, they seem to be ready at all times." Gin Ichimaru glanced at the several [Cataracts] pacing at the entrance of the fake mountain. He felt as if he was watching a few Half-Hollows who could fall at any time wandering around the downtown area, and his hands were itching.

At the entrance of the rockery, several [Cataracts] were suspiciously examining the soil layer that seemed to have just been dug and buried. Suddenly, they felt an inexplicable chill, as if they were being stared at by some extremely vicious and terrifying creature, and they dared not move.

In just a moment, the feeling disappeared. Several people stared around, but there was nothing in the darkness. However, as ninjas, they would never think it was an illusion. The rich experience of killing people or escaping death had long forged their beast-like instincts, and the intuition just now was stronger than ever before, so strong that they even suspected that they were already dead.

"left?"

"Which direction did you feel just now?"

"I don't know. I felt like I was surrounded by the breath of death in an instant. The feeling was so strong that my senses seemed to have failed. I couldn't tell where the murderous intent came from."

I am still frightened and if I don't express it, it won't be enough to ease the fear in my heart.

One of the [Cataracts] refused to speak and seemed out of place. He was the strong-willed Hyuga Neji. His face was pale and his fists were clenched tightly, as if he was ashamed and angry that he had been frightened to the point of not daring to move.

A genius like him who thinks highly of himself would rather face death than have a vague experience at the gates of hell... What a shame.

"hateful!"

Hyuga Neji stamped his feet in anger, and he didn't know how much strength he used. The entire sole of his shoe sank into the soil with a "pop". He pulled out the sole in astonishment, but saw that the soil sank and a bottomless hole was formed in an instant...

The camera turns back.

Ichimaru Gin followed the map given by Hinata Naraku and walked towards the private prison while continuing his brainstorming: "...Yes, yes, it seems that the guy who created chakra and taught it to humans definitely has bad intentions. What's more commendable is that he has silently integrated the erosion of [chakra] into the reproduction of the human population. After being passed down from generation to generation, it has been embedded in their genetic evolution and it is difficult to get rid of it."

"These [cataracts] are evidence of this. It is clearly the dominant expression of [chakra] invading the genes. I don't know how many years have passed. At this stage, I'm afraid it is almost over and the harvest is approaching, right?"

For a moment, Ichimaru Gin almost suspected that after his death, Aizen Sosuke extended his evil hand to this world. Fortunately, he dismissed this absurd idea the next moment.

"The style of the technique is different. It must be someone else. As expected, I knew that no world can escape the control of the mastermind... Therefore, this new world is another "sheepfold" that the mastermind has carefully planned, gone through a lot of trouble, and painstakingly built. These ninjas are the ignorant lambs kept in the pen to be slaughtered.

and,

Hinata Naraku should have been just another ordinary victim.

but,

This [victim sheep] somehow awakened and mutated into a [black sheep]..."

Ichimaru Gin suddenly realized something, and through clues, he deduced a series of causes and consequences. The key is that he even justified his own explanation. He licked his moist lips and muttered to himself: "Could it be that the role I play this time belongs to the camp of justice? Hee - this is really getting more and more interesting!"

He paused for a moment, and as he raised his foot to the ground, Ichimaru Gin's figure emerged from the darkness. He looked down at the sketch in his hand, then threw it away casually.

"who?"

At the entrance of the private prison, the four cataracts on guard stared at the same time, completely unaware of the movement of the person who came. It was as if the outline of a human figure drawn by a brush on the night board jumped out of space and came into reality.

The scream of surprise was just a subconscious reaction. At the same instant, the two cataracts kicked off running, with their body center of gravity pressed greatly forward, like two sharp arrows shot close to the ground, drawing a murderous arc, and coming from the left and right to double-team.

On the left, there was a sharp whistling wind, and a dark kunai pierced the ear like the tongue of a poisonous snake; on the right, a palm came out like a knife, and it was aimed at the throat at a tricky angle like an acrobat.

Ichimaru Ginchu stood there, feeling deeply moved: "Don't mention it, these captive [sheep] are quite aggressive, they can't even wait for a verbal greeting, are they in a hurry to be purified?"

There was always a false smile on Gin Ichimaru's face, and at a close distance, the two pairs of white eyes could even capture and magnify the curve of the latter's mouth corners that was raised another degree.

Still laughing when death is imminent?

A moment!

At the same time, a thin line emerged on the neck, extending into a straight line of the same height. The blood overflowed belatedly, and the two heads, still staring suspiciously, slid backwards. As their eyes turned, they saw the mirror-smooth neck, with blood rushing like a pillar behind it. A delicate face was stained red with blood, and the curve of the lips corners raised another degree.

Two heads fell to the ground, one on the left and one on the right, with eyes full of confusion. The last thought in their minds was: "His smile is so creepy."

They are painless because the body does not have time to report death to the brain until consciousness fades away; they are even luckier because the half-voids whose souls are buried by the god of death will completely return to peace and will be missing persons who cannot be found even by the Impure World Reincarnation.

but,

This scene only caused horror in the eyes of the two people with cataracts behind him. They clearly did not blink, but they felt that the picture was incoherent and there was a strange sense of disconnection.

In the previous second, the two teammates were attacking from both sides, and the opponent was ready to be killed. In the next second, the scene jumped to the two people lying in a pool of blood, with their bodies separated.

It's like a bunch of flash photos, but only the first and last two photos were developed:

The first film - the scene where Ichimaru Ginki stands with his hands hanging naturally, waiting to die.

The last scene - Maruginchu stands upright, his hands hanging naturally, his right hand holding a knife, and the blade is bleeding.

From this we can infer that

At least the scenes of raising the hand, drawing the sword, slashing horizontally, falling back, and smiling were missing in the middle...a total of five photos, and the picture was taken with a blank eye.

The two cataract patients resisted the urge to dig out their own eyes for "return and exchange", and took a step back in unison. They squeezed side by side in the narrow corridor at the entrance of the private prison, raised their arms at the same time, and made soft fists in front of them, forming a combination of four hands and four arms.

As a branch family, they are not worthy of learning the secret technique of "Kaiten" which is known for absolute defense. However, with the help of the corridor terrain, the two of them can work together to create an overlapping chakra barrier in front of them, so as to achieve an effect similar to Kaiten at a single angle.

"I feel unfamiliar~"

Ichimaru Gin lowered his head to shake off the blood on the knife, and said with a slightly embarrassed tone, "It's been too long since I killed anyone. I forgot that the blood would stain my clothes. It's really troublesome!"

He may have been dead for hundreds or thousands of years, so his killing movements were a little clumsy. Although it was understandable, Gin Ichimaru always strived for perfection in his stage performances.

then,

He wiped the blood off his face, restrained his cold murderous intent, and put on a delicate smile again. He gently and politely invited the two retreating [Half-Hollows] to die: "Can you help me regain my feeling as soon as possible? In return, I can help you cross the last threshold of becoming a Hollow~"

[virtual]?

They couldn’t understand the term at all, but that didn’t stop the two cataracts from being frightened and feeling the strong, soul-suffocating… kindness? ! !

Pah pah pah…..

His palms flew and slapped the air fiercely. The chakra was drawn like mist to form a translucent cover in front of him. It looked like a half egg shell embedded in the middle of the wall, with sticky egg white liquid swaying behind it, which made people unconsciously want to smash it.

"Soft fist, half-false turn of events!" The two [Half-Hypothetical] shouted in unison, letting out the last roar of their lives.

With a crisp sound, the eggs shattered all over the floor.

They still didn't see Ichimaru Gin's movements clearly, but this time they had a strange sense of being involved, as if they were looking down from a third person's perspective and saw that their eyes were bulging, veins popping out on their faces, their bodies flying in the air and hitting the wall, then bouncing down and rolling back to the ground, face up, with a clearly visible round dent on their chest, like a mark from being hit by the handle of a knife.

"Huh? Oh... our souls are out of our bodies!"

It was not until this moment that they suddenly woke up, staring blankly at the stamped mark on their chest which silently sank into a dark flesh hole, and a string of interlocking bone chains were forcibly pulled out from the flesh hole.

Cataract soul leaving the body*2: "???"

There are too many question marks floating over my head. Why is there a hole in my chest and a chain can be pulled out of the hole, with one end of the chain tied to my body and the other end tied to my soul?

Shock!

Cataract soul*2 was deeply shocked. It turned out that I had never really understood my body. How could my body hide such a deep secret from me?

"What are you going to do?" The cataract soul*2 didn't have time to think. The feeling of impending disaster swept over their souls. They stared at Ichimaru Gin, watching the latter grasp the handle of the knife with his backhand, and the short and sharp blade drew a graceful arc in the air.

The thick bone chain and the short blade broke into pieces the moment they came into contact, and thus, the ties between the body and the soul were severed. The corpse inevitably began to rot, and the soul fell into emptiness.

Cataract Soul*2: “….”

Freed from the constraints of the body, the soul feels unprecedented freedom and inevitably loses itself, enveloped and eroded by the ubiquitous smell of filth, decay, gloom, tyranny, resentment, blood, death... that permeates the air.

These invisible and intangible auras that fill every inch of space are the smell of the world itself. This smell was not like this at the beginning, but after generations of unremitting pollution, killing, and destruction by humans... the entire world has eventually been dyed with the smell it has today.

There has never been an exception in any world where humans were born. Perhaps this taste is the taste of human beings themselves.

This kind of erosion takes some time, but, given that ninjas are semi-finished products that are always ready, once pushed across the last threshold, the rate of transformation will amaze even Ichimaru Gin.

In just a few breaths, the two cataract souls had completely lost their human emotions and consciousness. Pale white patches appeared on their cheeks, their bodies became deformed and mutated, and they began to wriggle like shadows, emitting meaningless roars from their throats.

Ichimaru Gin narrowed his eyes and politely said to the two distorted shadows above his head: "You're welcome!"

He stepped over the corpse and put the dagger back into its sheath. Thanks to his two half-voids, he reconfirmed that it was not because his killing skills had become rusty, but because this artificial corpse itself had a slight lag in operating.

probably,

Maybe Hyuga Naraku has hidden some tricks in his artificial body!

Ichimaru Gin was complaining in his heart. He was really wronging Hyuga Naraku. Hyuga Naraku knew nothing about this. However, Ichimaru Gin would definitely not be stupid enough to confront Hyuga Naraku, so this misunderstanding could only continue for the time being...

……

[The Hyuga team wandering around the fake mountain pass felt the terrifying gaze of death, and collectively contributed fear value +120]

[The angry Hyuga Neji spread the evil fire to the ground where he could not dodge. The ground collapsed and a big pit appeared. Neji was startled and his fear value increased by 1. Hyuga Neji accidentally discovered the tunnel dug by the alien. He decided to be the first to drill in and search. I wish him good luck...]

[At the entrance to the private prison, Ichimaru Gin was double-teamed and forced to defend himself excessively. Cataract*2 died so easily that he didn't even have time to express his fear. What a shameful waste!]

[Cataract Witness*2, rich psychological activities, paid back the fear value of death for his companion, fear value +44, and then followed in his footsteps and was transformed into a Hollow by Ichimaru Gin. During the transformation, the fear effect is passively reduced, fear value +11]

[Ichimaru Gin senses a slight delay in the operation of the artificial body. He becomes paranoid and suspects that you have planted a backdoor in the artificial body. Fear value +1]

[Current time: June 6, 4:04]

[The remaining redemption items on the current shelf are: Sticky Card [d] - 3000;

Suffocating Dagger [e] — 1500;

Kayako’s dead cat[f]——1000;

Ghost Caller's Address Book [D]——3000]

[16h37min remaining until the next mall refresh]

[Current Fear Value Statistics: 2694]

[Current World Terror Recovery Level E: 29094/50000]

Hinata Naraku is still sleeping...