Game Merchants Starting from the Ninja World

"A failure like me, a monster like me, should have died a long time ago, right?"

The monster raised its head and stared intently at its father, who was so close yet seemed like a stranger.

This feeling of loneliness, of being abandoned by the whole world, is so painful.

Luo Sha's gaze was calm, but his heart was aching.

Since succeeding the Fourth Kazekage, he had been busy working for Sunagakure and had never looked at Gaara so closely as he did today.

As the Kazekage, he should have a heart of stone and dedicate everything to Sunagakure.

But just a second before he was killed by Orochimaru and Kabuto, the image of Gaara appeared in his mind.

"It's me who should say sorry."

Rasa took a deep breath and bowed deeply to Gaara.

"In the eyes of the Fourth Kazekage, you are a failure."

“But I am not only the Fourth Kazekage, but also your father. From a father’s perspective, I am the terrifying monster, a complete and utter loser.”

The emergence of the reincarnation game,

The destruction of the strongest ninja village and his own death suddenly made Rasa see many things in a new light.

At first, he was determined to revitalize Sunagakure even at the cost of his health, but he didn't trust anyone at all, including his own son, whom he treated as a tool.

The final outcome of this would probably not be much better than that of Konoha.

Kankuro's punch really hurt.

"Are you... insane?"

Gaara's taut heartstrings trembled violently; he could hardly believe he was hearing such words.

Yashamaru, Mother...

“They’re all fake.”

As if he could read Gaara's mind, Rasa's guilt deepened as he said, "Yashamaru, and your mother, they are the people who love you most in the world."

Spread your five fingers wide, and dazzling gold dust bursts forth.

It struck Gaara's gourd.

Before Gaara could react, the sand inside the gourd had already flowed out, blocking Rasa's gold dust.

A warm aura of chakra surrounded Gaara, as if a beam of light had dispelled the darkness.

"The power of absolute defense does not come from Shukaku."

"It is your mother's chakra, Karura's chakra. Even on her deathbed, she was still thinking about you and wanted to protect you."

……

Amegakure

It was still pouring rain.

Rows of dark, corrugated iron buildings stand densely packed together, resembling a forest of steel, giving one a suffocating feeling.

The crooked building, constructed from oddly shaped metal pipes, overlooks the entire village from its top.

Sitting atop the building, Payne, with an indifferent expression, is depicted on the tip of a giant iron mask.

"A naive idea!"

Payne murmured to himself.

He couldn't remember exactly how many times he had argued with Xiao Nan recently.

Even partners who work side by side will not back down an inch when faced with ideological disputes.

"Can only suffering bring true peace, or is it just wishful thinking of persuasion and understanding?"

He didn't say the rest.

The murder of a close friend proves that this path is wrong; those who have never experienced pain cannot understand each other.

"Nagato."

Xiao Nan's figure appeared in mid-air, her pure white paper wings making her look like an angel.

Nagato unconsciously lowered his gaze slightly.

But then, a black envelope was handed to them.

The ripples of the Rinnegan trembled slightly, a state of Nagato's gaze. He felt something was strange; the envelope, which showed no chakra fluctuations whatsoever, was able to avoid the falling rain.

It's like there's a barrier separating it from the rest of the world.

"I founded the Dawn Clan, and we get two game invitations every month. That way, Nagato can also become a player."

No outsiders,

Konan's icy demeanor seemed to melt away somewhat, and she looked at Nagato with a smile in her eyes.

Nagato frowned, lowered his raised hand, and said coldly, "I've said it before, your ideas are completely unrealistic. Only by collecting the Tailed Beasts can true peace be brought about. I don't have time to help you."

"Becoming a player allows you to continuously grow stronger and also helps you collect tailed beasts."

Konan does not oppose the collection of the tailed beasts.

During this time, she had deep contact with ordinary people at the bottom of society and realized that changing reality requires not only mutual understanding but also strong support.

"I don't need to become stronger, I am already a god in this world!"

Nagato, who was controlling Pain's body, uttered these words without any expression.

However, the original body inside the base was unexpectedly annoyed because of his partner's suspicion of him.

With these eyes that are said to "control the cycle of life and death," no one in the ninja world can be his match. Even Madara Uchiha, who is hiding behind the Akatsuki organization, is someone he is confident he can fight.

Konan raised her eyes and stared directly at Pain, as if she saw Nagato. She said, "Breaking news: former Konoha ninjas wanted by the Konoha Empire, led by Hiruzen Sarutobi, have settled in the Land of Hot Springs. Among them is suspected to be the deceased Fourth Hokage, Minato Namikaze."

"Resurrecting the dead?"

"That's right. During the battle that destroyed Konoha, Hiruzen Sarutobi was killed by Onoki's Dust Release, but he was also resurrected without any injuries."

This is the terrifying power of the reincarnation game.

Even the dead can return to the present world completely intact.

Payne sat silently in the rain.

Reviving the dead... The Rinnegan can also do this. The Outer Path: Samsara of Heavenly Life Technique can revive the dead after it is released.

However, it requires a significant amount of the caster's life force to be consumed.

He could revive Hiruzen Sarutobi, who had just died, but reviving Minato Namikaze, who had been dead for many years... was simply impossible.

Even if I exhausted all my life force, I still couldn't do it.

Otherwise, Yahiko would have been resurrected by himself long ago.

After a long moment of silence,

Nagato then affirmed, "This incredible ability might be due to the fact that the otherworldly paradise is relatively close to the mortal realm, which is why they were able to develop a unique resurrection technique. However, it doesn't necessarily mean that the game merchant is very powerful."

He strongly resisted the reincarnation game, believing that the game's merchants were desecrating peace.

"That's not the case."

Footsteps suddenly sounded.

A voice, moving at a measured pace, stepped onto the messy pipes and emerged from behind Payne from the dark, cold, tilted iron tower.

"When we encounter something new, what we need to do is to engage with it, then understand and digest it, instead of locking ourselves in a dark and cramped room like the old Hanzo."

"What's the difference between your masked house and Hanzo's office back then?"

Obscured by dark clouds, the cold, lifeless sunlight fell upon the newcomer, barely concealing his striking orange-yellow hair.

Yahiko looked at the puppet body controlled by Nagato and revealed a warm smile as bright as sunshine.

"Long time no see, Nagato."

Chapter 120 The Game Merchant Really Thinks of Us

Outside the Dead Soul Camp,

It attracts countless players who want to clear the dungeon.

Most players don't challenge the Hell difficulty level, but instead aim to clear the Dead Soul Camp on Adventure and Warrior difficulties to obtain some highly sought-after materials.

"Everyone, is there anyone more unlucky than me? I've been killed by Warrior-level Salina four times in a row. Not only did my heart not fall off, but even the adhesive didn't fall off."

"Even Warrior-level difficulty can't be cleared, bro. I just got some blue armor, wanna buy a piece?"

"Alas, four bottles of adhesive dropped in Adventure mode."

A casual player who had just cleared the dungeon had an incredible stroke of luck and got four bottles of adhesive in a row, and was immediately surrounded by people.

The Sand Village player, clad in a rough robe, said, "Two hundred reward points per bottle, I want them all."

The ordinary player looked at the Sand Village player, hesitated, and then prepared to trade with him.

After all, they are players from a clan, so it's not good to offend them.

Moreover, the 200 reward points were indeed the market price; he wasn't being ripped off.

"Damn it, he beat me to it!"

The players from the Mist Shadow Clan cursed under their breath.

Nearby, players from other clans were also waiting to ambush the players who had cleared the level, in order to ensure that they could acquire the maximum amount of adhesive and heart materials.

They all tacitly refrained from fighting over each other.

The price war between the two major families, Fog Shadow and Dawn, over the acquisition of Silver Heart has not yet subsided. Everyone knows that price competition is not a good thing; it will only hurt everyone.

Therefore, the family's higher-ups discussed the matter and decided that each of them would occupy a section of the Dead Soul Camp's teleportation point, strictly prohibiting each other from crossing the boundary.

After purchasing the adhesive, the Sand Village player handed it over to the errand runner and quickly returned to their clan's territory.