Naruto: The Infinite New World

Chapter 469 Hashirama Senju's Travelogue (Part Two)

Hashirama Senju walked along the clean asphalt road, flanked by towering buildings, escalators, and cars that could move on their own.

This is the automated city of the Land of Wind. Steel robots are sweeping the ground along the roadside, making it clean.

This was a scenario that Hashirama Senju could never have imagined. The puppetry techniques he knew had only just appeared at that time, and he could never have imagined that it could turn out like this.

There is chaos amidst the order and cleanliness.

A puppet was running away on the street with a briefcase when it was quickly pinned to the ground by a group of puppets bearing the Sand Ninja mark.

Blue chakra coins were visible inside the spilled briefcase.

The puppets passing by all looked at it with greedy eyes but dared not make a move, while the normal people passing by hurried away, afraid of being implicated.

Hashirama Senju looked into the alley, where a normal person was knocked unconscious by a group of puppets.

Just as they were about to drag the normal human away, one by one, puppets from the Sand Village descended from the sky.

"You're under arrest!"

With a roar, the puppets were instantly subdued.

This city is unlike those remote little towns; there are still people maintaining order.

Hashirama Senju had been in this automated city for some time now, and after gathering intelligence, he realized that this was the territory of those puppeteers.

Normal people are on the other side of the Land of Wind.

He felt as if he had not been resurrected at all, but rather had simply traveled to another world.

Pick up the map in your hand and unfold it. This map is not only a map leading to the Land of Fire, but also a route to other countries.

The largest country now is no longer the Land of Fire, but the Land of Rain, which occupies a large area in the center.

The Land of Fire shrank to the other side.

The Land of Earth has shrunk by half, while only the Land of Wind, the Land of Water, and the Land of Lightning remain largely unchanged.

The nations of the ninja world had remained unchanged for thousands of years, yet such a drastic change had occurred in the few decades following his death.

"Konoha".

Looking at the city marked as the capital of the Land of Fire, that was the former site of Konoha.

"Wow, the changes are really significant."

He couldn't recognize this world anymore; it was completely different from the world he used to know.

With the map, it wouldn't be a problem to go to the Land of Fire or the Land of Rain to see who the mastermind is.

Hashirama Senju completed his resupply in this city.

After being resurrected, you will still need to prepare for eating, drinking, and relieving yourself.

Once everything was ready.

They packed everything into a single package, carried it on their backs, and then headed out of the city.

He originally hoped to place it in Shikkut Forest, one of the three holy sites, but since his resurrection, he has found that he can no longer contact Shikkut Forest.

This also proves that the body itself is not his body.

Spiritual communication is usually based on blood ties, but his body does not have a bloodline with which he has signed a contract.

However, the bloodline limit and the Sage Body still exist, and the Sage Body has fully awakened over this period of time.

That left him completely baffled.

The matter is too bizarre.

They left the city.

Braving the wind and sand, Hashirama Senju headed towards the Land of Rain, originally intending to return to Konoha to retrieve his armor and weapons.

But now that we have a route to the Land of Rain, let's go and take a look.

Once the city behind him had completely disappeared, he slowly stopped and looked up at the sky.

A puppet the size of a palm stood atop the head of an eagle-like puppet, staring intently down at Hashirama Senju from the sky.

"Excellent batteries."

The puppeteer revealed a cunning smile.

Hashirama Senju sighed. From the puppet's attitude, he could tell how difficult life was for ordinary people in this country.

He hasn't seen any cities inhabited by purebred humans yet, so he won't comment on them for now.

But the people here are truly living in dire straits.

The puppeteer said nothing, but simply patted the eagle puppet's head, and as smoke billowed out, puppets descended from the sky.

Hashirama Senju raised his hand and stretched it forward.

In the desert.

Green plants sprouted from the ground and rushed towards the puppet in the sky.

"What?!"

The puppeteer was completely bewildered, but the downward momentum made it impossible for him to change direction for a moment, and he ended up with his head stuck in the green vines.

The vines quickly wrapped around him, pulling him in front of Hashirama Senju.

"You were once human too, is it really necessary to go to this extent?"

Hashirama Senju asked in a deep voice.

He simply could not accept the idea of ​​treating humans as tools.

The merchant puppeteer's eyes darted around, and he discovered that all his puppets were entangled.

There was absolutely no room for resistance.

The ninja in front of us is not someone we can easily deal with.

We've hit a brick wall.

He immediately put on a pleading expression.

"I had no choice. I chose to become a puppet because of my illness. I have a mother and children to support. We just want to survive in this country. Chakra is our life."

"That is no excuse for you to plunder others at will."

Hashirama Senju reprimanded him in a deep voice.

The merchant puppeteer lowered his head.

"I'm sorry, I will never do this again. I was just momentarily blinded by greed."

The voice was filled with remorse.

Hashirama Senju sighed and shook his head.

"I'm sorry, I don't believe you."

"you!!"

The merchant puppeteer suddenly looked up, and the vines on his body frantically absorbed the chakra in his body until the chakra was exhausted. The electronic eyes made of wood flickered a few times and then went out of light.

Hashirama Senju was kind, but that doesn't mean he was stupid.

And there are even more important things to do.

He turned his gaze to the other side.

A man was walking towards him step by step.

The intense sense of threat set off alarm bells in Hashirama Senju's mind.

"You are the God of Shinobi, Hashirama Senju."

The one who arrived was naturally Rasa, who questioned Hashirama Senju in a deep voice.

His gaze fell upon the puppets beside Hashirama Senju, their vines loosening, their motionless corpses falling onto the gravel.

"To kill people from our Land of Wind like this, what a show of power."

Hashirama Senju produced a wooden kunai in his hand and looked at Rasa with a wary expression.

"You're probably referring to me, but these people are just reaping what they sowed."

He wasn't a murderer; if it weren't for the other party's racial attitude, he wouldn't have gone so far as to kill them.

"Enough with the nonsense, what's done is done."

Rasa coldly interrupted Hashirama Senju's explanation.

Regardless of whether the other party did it or not.

The ending is predetermined.

"I want your life!"

Behind him, a cloud of golden sand appeared, rushing towards Hashirama Senju like a tidal wave.

Immortal magic! Magnetic Escape! Alluvial gold burial!

The whole world shimmered with golden light, the sun and sky were obscured, and darkness enveloped the earth.

Hashirama Senju was completely powerless to resist and was engulfed by the gold dust.

(End of this chapter)