Naruto: The Infinite New World

Chapter 466 Hashirama Senju's Travelogue

The Land of Wind.

Hashirama Senju was wearing a sand hat to shield himself from the strong winds.

He was helping out at a shop by buying pastries.

He took a bite of a pancake and his mouth was full of grit, but he still gritted his teeth and swallowed it down.

"Will this actually sell?"

Hashirama Senju couldn't help but ask, "This cake is too hard on my teeth."

"Due to the sandstorms in the Land of Wind, most of the food inevitably contains sand and grit."

The girl next to him explained.

"Even inside the house, there's a lot of sand and dust. Our house is considered to be in very good condition."

The young girl was handing out packaged cakes to customers and receiving money with a smile on her face.

"However, I heard that in the newly built fully automated city, the food is preserved very well, and there is no grit in it."

The girl spoke with longing in her eyes. Their place was considered remote even in the Land of Wind, and many good things didn't easily reach them.

But bad things always seem to come to their place first.

Senju Hashirama seemed to be deep in thought when suddenly his ears twitched, and he frowned as he looked out through the shop window.

A figure flew in from a distance and crashed to the ground.

Upon seeing that figure, Hashirama Senju's brows furrowed even deeper.

It was a person made entirely of wood, tattered and torn, with many places showing signs of insect bites.

That's a person?

"Oh no, they're here."

Upon seeing that figure, the girl panicked and quickly closed the door.

"who are they?"

Hashirama Senju asked curiously.

"They're from the law enforcement team."

The girl waved to Hashirama Senju, and the two looked out through the crack in the door.

I saw a group of people who looked like they were made of new wood walking towards me from the street corner.

One of the three-meter-tall wooden figures stepped on the flying puppet.

A large foot nearly reached half of his body.

The puppet didn't struggle at all; it just looked at the tall puppet with a pleading expression.

"Please, give me some chakra."

"Chakra?" The tall puppet sneered, "I sent you to grab batteries, but you couldn't bring back a single one. I sent you to steal them, but you couldn't steal anything either. What's the point of keeping you around?"

"waste."

"Click."

The tall puppet crushed it completely with one stomp.

The girl who was watching all of this from inside the store covered her mouth.

"Are they killing each other?"

Hashirama Senju asked curiously.

He understood this world less and less; even after his resurrection, he was like a wooden doll, inhuman.

And it also requires chakra.

Was he resurrected or transported to another world?

But what is an enforcement team anyway? Judging from the name, they shouldn't be doing such a thing.

"This kind of thing happens very often."

The girl sighed.

"Since the disappearance of the nobility, this city has been completely ruled by ninjas. Many people have joined them in order to live longer, possessing strength comparable to ninjas and long lifespans."

In fact, these things do exist, but the ninjas didn't say it; they needed to complete certain tasks.

That's what happens if you fail to complete the task.

Hearing the girl's explanation, Hashirama Senju fell silent.

He still didn't understand.

If Tobirama were here at this moment, that would be great.

At least he can quickly understand what happened.

"But why do they need chakra?"

Isn't this something only ninjas do?

Even beings like them need chakra to survive.

The girl couldn't help but glance at Hashirama Senju several times; how could someone not know such common sense?

She was curious about how the other person came from the Land of Wind.

"Chakra coins from the Land of Wind are now a form of hard currency."

As she spoke, she carefully took out a blue coin that shimmered with a crystal-clear light from her bosom.

"This thing can provide chakra to ninjas and prolong the life of puppets."

The puppet's seemingly immortal life is contingent upon the need for chakra.

If the chakra disappears, the opponent will gradually die.

The girl didn't know the specific principle behind it.

Hashirama Senju stared blankly at the shimmering blue coin.

Is the ninja world developing this fast now?

How many years has he been dead?

Just then, the group of puppets outside suddenly stopped and quickly turned their heads to look at the shop.

Blue dots are flashing on the screen in front of me.

The puppets exchanged glances and all revealed treacherous smiles.

"Hehehe."

The next moment, several people suddenly rushed over.

The girl's face turned pale instantly, and she hurriedly tried to put away the chakra coins, but it was too late.

"Bang!"

The door was smashed open with a single punch.

The gazes of several puppet figures turned toward Hashirama Senju and his companion inside the shop.

"There are two batteries here, hahaha."

A gaunt puppet was pointing at the two men and letting out a grating, sinister laugh.

The girl's face turned deathly pale, and she couldn't help but utter two words.

"It's over."

These people show no regard for ordinary people; they usually don't care if you hide.

But today, there's no escaping it.

"The so-called battery is a person."

Hashirama Senju showed no panic on his face, only questioned in a deep voice.

"people?"

The tall puppet looked at Hashirama Senju with a sidelong glance.

"You dare call yourselves human? You're just our batteries, we are the real human beings."

Puppets cannot automatically generate chakra, while everyone in this world has chakra in their bodies to varying degrees.

By continuously extracting chakra using special methods, they can be continuously provided with chakra to continue their existence.

In their eyes, these people are just a bunch of batteries.

Hashirama Senju sighed dejectedly.

"I really can't understand this era."

A bunch of wooden idiots actually tried to usurp human identity.

this kind of thing.

"I won't allow it."

"Who do you think you are?!"

The smallest puppet rushed forward, its hands transforming into rapidly spinning electric drills, and thrust towards Hashirama Senju.

Such powerful attack force is something that these backup batteries cannot withstand.

"don't want!!"

The girl stood in front of Hashirama Senju, but still closed her eyes in fear.

"Buzz buzz buzz bang!"

The sound of the electric drill suddenly stopped.

The girl felt no pain and slowly opened her eyes.

A hand reached over her body and grabbed the spinning drill.

The girl couldn't help but look up at Hashirama Senju, whose face was full of seriousness.

Her complexion was somewhat rosy.

Hashirama Senju paid no attention to the girl's thoughts, but focused intently on the puppet figures in front of him.

"Perfect timing, I also have some questions for you guys."

"Click."

With a firm grip, the entire drill shattered instantly.

"Who exactly are you?!"

The short man fell backward and looked at Hashirama Senju in horror.

This person actually crushed the electric drill with his bare hands.

"I?"

Hashirama Senju clasped his hands together.

"Just a ninja passing by."

Countless trees sprouted from the ground.

(End of this chapter)