Naruto: The Infinite New World

Chapter 182 The Tragic State of the Rain Country

The land of rain is not only shattered in its cities.

In the wild mountains and forests, large swathes of trees had collapsed, and there were also collapsed hills; for a time, there was no intact place to be seen.

Meanwhile, the once deserted mountains and forests are now riddled with traps.

The war caused severe damage to this country.

"The Land of Rain is truly miserable."

Uchiha Kin shook his head and sighed. The four of them walked through the wilderness and spotted the hidden traps with just a glance.

Apart from Hyuga Kiyoshi, the other three are not weaklings at all.

The trap, though seemingly ingenious, was full of flaws in the eyes of the other three, who could easily dodge it. However, it was not very friendly to the people of the Rain Country.

As we traversed the broken hills.

We arrived at a flat valley.

Jin glanced at the rocks not far away, but the rocks had a papery feel to them.

"Should we resolve this, sir?" Hinata Kiyoshi asked, as someone was hiding there.

However, their concealment techniques were riddled with flaws, and even the students at the Ninja Academy could do them better.

In their eyes, it was no different from not hiding anything at all.

"Ignore them."

Jin shook his head.

In the Land of Rain, the concealment techniques of the Ninja Academy students were inferior to those of Jiraiya, which inevitably reminded him of the Nagato trio taught by Jiraiya.

Those three are troublesome; Madara Uchiha, hiding in the shadows, has been keeping a close eye on them, after all, he entrusted his eyes to Nagato.

There's also the truly filial Black Zetsu.

Nagato's scheme was orchestrated by two cunning old bastards.

"Let's get out of here as soon as possible."

Now is not the time to have contact with them.

Moreover, he didn't want to run into Jiraiya, even though they were both hiding their identities.

All four of them were wearing black trench coats and straw hats, which actually looked quite strange.

The four figures vanished simultaneously in the next moment.

Inside the rock paper shell.

Nagato and his two companions, who had been training with Jiraiya for nearly half a year, were indeed hiding among them.

"So, did those three weirdos leave?"

Konan asked Yahiko, who was observing outside.

"They must have left; they've all disappeared."

Yahiko peered out through the small hole but couldn't see the four people, which made him somewhat uncertain.

Nagato silently observed everything.

Suddenly, the rock-paper shell was lifted up, and the three of them looked terrified, thinking it was the four mysterious people from before.

"What's with those expressions?"

Jiraiya scratched his face and looked at the three of them awkwardly. Was he really that scary?

This also relieved the three of them.

"That was terrifying, Jiraiya-sensei." Konan rolled her eyes at Jiraiya.

Yahiko explained, "We just saw four strange people."

"What a weirdo."

Jiraiya stroked his chin, thinking that there were quite a few eccentric people in the ninja world.

"The Rain Ninja will handle it. Next, I'm going to start your hellish training."

Jiraiya's expression hardened; such a flawed concealment technique could be easily detected by any genin.

These alone are not enough to survive in the chaotic Land of Rain.

In the Land of Rain today, the danger comes from its own people.

A country without order has completely become a world where the strong prey on the weak.

Violence can happen at any time.

As for the strange people who appeared, this isn't Konoha, and Jiraiya doesn't want to meddle in other people's business.

The four of them left the wilderness.

After traversing mountains and dense forests for several days, we finally found a market-like place in a remote location.

The four were about to go inside.

But they were stopped by a thin man dressed in plain clothes, whose eyes were bloodshot and who was holding a wooden stick.

"Pay up, you have to pay to get in, that's the rule here."

Jin looked with interest at the people blocking their way, and at the many people in the distance who were looking at them in fear.

Their attire naturally makes people think of them as ninjas.

But only this one man rushed forward.

"Kakuzu pays."

Jin gave Kakuzu a command, reminding him that he wasn't there to cause trouble.

Kakuzu asked the man.

"How much? If it's too expensive, we'd rather not go in."

Jin glanced awkwardly at Kakuzu. "With our mysterious outfits, are you trying to bargain with people?"

"According to the Land of Fire, one tael per person."

Although the man was trembling, he still forced himself to speak.

Kakuzu nodded in satisfaction and casually tossed over four ounces of coins.

Only then did the man let the four of them enter the market.

Although it looks like a market, there are not many supplies inside; in fact, the place is very poor, and the people on both sides of the road are dressed in rags.

As the four of them moved forward, everyone watched them with a hint of fear in their eyes.

The main problem was that the group's attire was completely out of place here; the people here were all thin and dressed in tattered clothes.

"This place doesn't look like it has any Rain Ninja."

Hiruko said from the side.

He was on the battlefield of the Rain Ninja at the time, and he knew that if the Rain Ninja existed, they would help these people prepare food and maintain order.

But it doesn't look like anyone is helping us at all right now.

"It's already quite an achievement to barely keep this place afloat."

Jin made a comment.

In the distance, Jin sat down on a chair at a stall.

Hiruko was speechless. He probably didn't want to eat anything from that food stall.

Which ninja would eat food outside the village? Wouldn't he be afraid of getting poisoned?

Seeing Jin's nonchalant attitude, what could he do?

Hinata Kiyoshi had already sat down, and even Kakuzu was seated.

Before Jin could even speak, four bowls of ramen were served by a middle-aged man.

Looking at the bland, watery ramen inside.

Jin looked up at the middle-aged man and asked in confusion, "Boss, we haven't ordered yet, have we?"

The middle-aged man chuckled awkwardly, "This is the only type of noodle we have here, and these four bowls are free."

"We're not here to dine and dash."

Jin stared at him speechlessly. Was he the kind of person who would dine and dash?

The middle-aged man rubbed his hands together.

"I'm willing to give it to you, but I have a few questions to ask."

"Go ahead and ask, we might not know."

Jin wiped his nose with his hand. They came to find Yu Ren, so why were they being asked questions?

"You gentlemen are ninjas, aren't you?"

The middle-aged man asked cautiously.

Seeing the others nod, he hurriedly said, "Have you seen a child who is seven or eight years old, a little thin, bald, and has a scar on his head?"

As he spoke, he was also measuring, his eagerness barely concealed on his face.

"I've gotten separated from him. If any adults know anything about my child, please tell me. I'll do anything for you."

Hiruko sighed inwardly. In this situation, he was basically dead, with no hope of survival.

But unexpectedly.

"Oh." Jin seemed to realize something. "I have a vague recollection. It seems like they were taken away by a group of ninjas, but I don't know which ninja village it was."

"Thank you, sir. Thank you, sir."

The man was overjoyed upon receiving the news.

Only Hiruko looked at Kim with a strange gaze.

(End of this chapter)