Name: Hyuga Naraku

Force: 1.7

Min: 2.2

Wisdom: 2.9

Resistance: 0.7

Equipment: 0/6

Skills learned: 0/4

Currently unlocked ghosts/tales [2/3]: 1. The Ring (not awakened → primary resuscitation)

2. Death God Ichimaru Gin (Not awakened)

3. Vacancy

Miscellaneous bag (10 slots): empty

Exchange list: Primary unlock (the column is updated once a week)

Current World Terror Recovery Level E: 24551/50000

Remaining Fear Points: 551

[This plug-in provides all items/strange stories/ghosts/skills/miscellaneous items, as well as other services such as scoring, rating, unlocking, etc. If there are any discrepancies with the original version or the host's imagination, please be sure to follow the current plug-in's explanation. This plug-in has the final right of interpretation! ]

The empty bedroom was simple and deserted, with the smell of disinfectant and alcohol mixed in the air. Hinata Naraku took off his coat and lay flat on the wooden bed. His body was covered with bruises, both new and old, and there was hardly a single piece of healthy skin. It was shocking to see, but the latter had long been accustomed to it and just stared blankly at the ceiling.

His eyes were empty, but he was actually staring at the external panel in front of him that only he could see.

"The Ring's horror story has gone from never awakened to primary resuscitation, which means the tape has been played!"

As Hinata Naraku was thinking this, a few lines of prompts on the background of the plug-in passed by his eyes, perfectly confirming his judgment.

[Senai Keda, xxx, xx, and xxxx are watching the videotape together. They provide fear values ​​of +7, +5, +5, and +5 respectively]

[They are watching the videotape continuously... The fear value is continuously fed back, +5, +5, +5, +5...]

[The videotape ends, and Senekda thinks he is hallucinating. He receives a strange phone call in a trance, and his hair stands on end. His fear level is +69!]

[Senakeda calmed down his fear, washed up, turned off the lights, lay down on the bed, tossed and turned, and fell asleep...Fear value +3!]

Corresponding to this is the slow and steady rise in the fear points, from 551 to 714.

This point is temporarily useless and cannot be used to buy anything in the unlocked [Primary Redemption List], where the minimum consumption threshold starts at 1000.

Of course, Hyuga Naraku is not in a hurry. There are still 5 days before the list is refreshed next week, and he has extremely strong confidence in the Senakada quartet.

While watching the feedback records of the plug-in background, Hinata Naraku quickly glanced at the old clock hanging on the wall. The pointer and minute hand were pointing to 10:27.

If nothing unexpected happens, I will lose four classmates forever at this time seven days later. I am really happy for them.

Words,

Hinata Naraku, as the owner of the unlocked videotape, has not yet had the chance to meet Miss Sadako. It seems that the honor of meeting her for the first time has been snatched away by the Morinakada foursome.

However, Hinata Naraku was a generous person and was not very angry. He breathed calmly and a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

"Sadako has revived, the next person on the agenda is the god of death Ichimaru Gin!"

Hinata Naraku was thinking about his next plan. To be honest, he never thought that he would see two completely different options, Sadako and Death, in the full redemption list at the same time.

The former obviously belongs to the category of horror stories, and is also in line with the purpose of the plug-in, which is to spread and spread terror.

And the latter...could it be that it should be attributed to ghosts, a whip corresponding to the spread of terror?

Well,

Hinata Naraku thought a lot and could only attribute this phenomenon to the fact that the plug-in had the final right of interpretation, although the latter would not respond to him at all.

This is good too. A rigid plug-in is more in line with his wishes. It means that he has full right to use it. Whether it is ghosts or weird stories, fear or whipping, how to combine or match them depends on his own ability.

"First, a body!"

Unlike Sadako's resurrection, which only required sending the videotape out for playback, the resurrection of the Grim Reaper required preparing a fresh corpse in advance as a prosthetic body.

According to the explanation given by the plug-in, the God of Death also has to adapt to local customs. To walk in the real world shrouded by chakra, he needs an artificial body to isolate himself from pollution.

Artificial corpse is a term used exclusively by the god of death, which refers to a container transformed from a fresh corpse.

"Where can I find it? The hospital morgue may have it, but there are too many surveillance cameras there. Or after seven days, I can recycle my classmate's body, but how can I steal it back? Or, can I just kill one right now, right here in this Hyuga mansion?"

Hinata Naraku was deep in thought. Under the bed, a black urn was lying quietly. The words "Sealed in Jinglingting" were printed on the surface of the urn. The urn was tightly sealed, but there were bursts of cold air fluctuating on the surface of the urn, which was eerie and creepy, as if there was something strange inside the urn, breathing out to the outside.

Click!

The outer door was pushed open, and someone walked in with light footsteps. He walked straight to the bedroom next door and paused. He frowned and sniffed the mixed smell of alcohol and disinfectant emanating from the room, then snorted coldly, "Waste!"

Hinata Naraku was already used to being criticized by others, so he did not refute but remained silent.

This is an irrefutable fact. Compared to the genius Hyuga Neji who was able to break through the shackles of the branch family and turn the tide from zero, he is just a dumb Onii-chan who has the Byakugan and chakra but cannot cast spells.

"Don't embarrass yourself again in the graduation exam in a few days!" A cold voice fell to the ground, the door of the next bedroom opened and closed, and Hyuga Neji walked into the room.

The layout and furnishings in the room were the same as those next door, except that there was one less urn under the wooden bed, and there was an overturned, dusty photo frame on the desk.

The photo frame contained a photo of four people, a man and a woman wearing forehead protectors, with a pair of babbling boys standing between them. Their facial features looked exactly the same, and their foreheads were also exactly the same, smooth and white.

Hyuga Neji took off his tightly bound forehead protector and threw it onto the photo frame, revealing an ugly blue curse mark. His face was gloomy and cold, and he kept muttering through gnashing teeth like he was dreaming: "Bird in a cage!"

Next door bedroom.

Hinata Naraku was lying on the bed, rubbing the curse seal on his forehead in the dark as usual, his face was strangely calm, "My stupid Onii-chan, Onii-chan is not like you."

Hinata Naraku closed his eyes and fell asleep.

The next day, at dawn, Hyuga Neji, who was filled with hatred and motivation, went out to become stronger. Even more enthusiastic than him was Rock Lee, who was chasing the sun at four o'clock in the morning in Konoha.

Rock Lee, a teammate of Hyuga Neji's, was a dud who also had no talent for spellcasting, and who had no talent as a ninja but tried to chase after him through hard work.

In the past, Hyuga Neji always sneered and rolled his eyes at Rock Lee's delusions, but today, he felt that Rock Lee, who could only be said to have no talent, was not really a waste, and his onii-chan, Hyuga Naraku, was the real shameless, cowardly, and completely useless person.

There is no cure!

9 o'clock exactly.

Hinata Naraku opened his eyes, got up, washed and went out. For the first time in his life, he felt excited about going to school. The seven-day countdown to death was so short yet long.

On the way, he met the noisy Uzumaki Naruto. As the same last-place repeater, the two of them failed to form a revolutionary friendship. This was the result of Hyuga Naraku deliberately staying away from him.

On the way, he met Uchiha Sasuke again, an avenger who exuded a sense of keeping strangers away. He often compared him with his own stupid Ododo, and concluded that Sasuke was unaware of his blessings, while Neji was extremely envious of Sasuke for having a good brother who slaughtered the entire clan.

On the way, we also met Miss Hinata who wanted to come over to show concern but didn't dare, Inuzuka Kiba who smelled like dog shit, Aburame Shino who was covered in bugs, Haruno Sakura and Yamanaka Ino who were fighting each other all the way, Nara Shikamaru who was at ease, and Akimichi Choji who kept stuffing potato chips in his mouth;

None of the above is important. Hinata Naraku doesn't have much interaction with them. As a repeater, he is more like a marginal person who has always been on the outside. The only group he cares about in this class is the four-member group of Morinakada. He has a strong bond with them that cannot be severed even in death.

They are coming...

With messy hair and dark circles under his eyes, he came with his arm around their shoulders, but they didn't see that right behind them, a beautiful young lady in white clothes and black hair was following closely...

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