Starting as a pirate, he rose to become the strongest Shinigami in Soul Society.

Chapter 325 It's so intense, I've been transported to the afterlife?

On the verdant mountain forest and riverbank, Roronoa Zoro held a fish in his hand, preparing to take it back to camp to grill it.

On a gentle, high slope not far from the river, Weber swung his axe, splitting some dry wood in preparation for making a campfire.

Meanwhile, Robin and the others were busy with their own tasks, such as helping to set up a temporary camp.

"What a hassle. We brought so much stuff, but in the end, we still have to survive in the wild using primitive methods." Fubuki used her abilities to absorb as much moisture as possible from the felled wood as she prepared firewood for Webber.

"Who told this guy to completely lose consciousness before he even had a chance to speak?" Nami said, wiping Bane's face with a wet towel.

At this moment, in the center of the camp, on a simple wooden plank bed, Bane lay peacefully with his eyes closed, as if asleep.

But in reality, no matter what methods Zoro, Fubuki, and the others used, they were unable to awaken Bane.

After two hard slaps, Bane remained motionless, showing no sign of regaining consciousness.

If his breathing and heartbeat hadn't been normal, it wouldn't be an exaggeration to say he was dead.

"We don't know what kind of world this is. Bane suddenly found himself in this situation, and we dare not make any rash moves or contact the outside world," Robin said, washing some of the fruit he had picked.

"But this can't go on forever," Weber said with a sigh as he split a piece of firewood.

"It's only the first day, and judging from Bane's condition, he doesn't seem to be in too much danger. But we really can't just keep waiting like this. If he hasn't woken up in three days, we'll have to leave this mountain forest and go outside to investigate. Let's see if we can find a local doctor or someone to take a look at him and see what's wrong. Maybe what seems strange to us is just the norm here?" Nami said as she fed Bane some more water.

Early this morning, Bane opened the portal, bringing them to this unknown world.

When they arrived, before they could even exchange a few words, Bane suddenly seemed to receive a divine command. He looked puzzled and was about to say something, but before he could speak, he fainted.

This situation really made everyone a little panicked. After all, putting aside feelings, if Bane were to die, they would really never be able to go back!

In addition, all the supplies brought from the Empire were stored in Bane's dark space. Once he fell unconscious, the others had nothing and had to start a survival mission in the wild.

Bane's current state is strange, and the others are also unaware of the situation outside. They cannot easily contact the outside world for the time being, lest something unexpected happen.

"Nami is right." Zoro handed the fish to Fubuki and said, "Staying here isn't a solution. If Bane hasn't regained consciousness in three days, we'll have to go outside and think of something."

"Grandpa Bane, please wake up soon," Nami prayed silently as she wiped some water from the corner of Bane's mouth.

Meanwhile, in a dark, seemingly endless wasteland.

Bane's consciousness. No, judging from the eerie green light emanating from his body, this was his soul.

In his spirit form, Bane was carefully searching for any suspicious clues, trying to determine where he was and why he had come here.

After randomly choosing a door of a certain color to enter, Bane immediately sensed a voice, a will, in this world that seemed to be calling to him.

Just as he was wondering, he suddenly closed his eyes and opened them again, and his soul arrived in this godforsaken place. It was desolate and he couldn't feel anything. If it weren't for his clear consciousness and the reminder from his soul, he would have thought that he had inexplicably traveled through time again.

The place was desolate, devoid of any signs of life. Bane squatted down, picked up a handful of fine sand, examined it carefully for a while, then frowned slightly and said, "The texture is almost exactly the same as where I was two hours ago. With my speed, I should have walked quite a distance by now."

As he said this, he looked up and gazed ahead, his vision reaching a dim limit, as if he could never see the end.

Even though there is no light source around, wherever you go, the things around you are illuminated, or it's as if you have awakened dark vision and can see them.

"The soul body has no life, it feels desolate, could it really be the underworld or something?" Bane wondered to himself.

Even before he realized he had arrived here as a soul, he had already made some guesses, suspecting that this was a place like the underworld or the Yellow Springs, which one would only arrive at after death.

"So what exactly is going on with me being summoned? Was I the only one summoned, or were Nami and the others all summoned here, but separated? If it's just me, it might be related to my soul power, but if everyone has been summoned here, then the problem is quite troublesome. Who knows what kind of special defense mechanism this world has against people from other worlds?" Bane pondered these questions, stood up, threw away the fine sand in his hand, and walked away again with a serious expression.

There was no means of keeping track of time, and even counting in one's mind was meaningless because it was too long. Just when Bane had no idea how long he had been walking, suddenly, as if at the very edge of the limit of his vision, he saw a glimmer of light.

This made Bane, who was already somewhat irritable, happy, and he quickened his pace and hurried towards that direction.

In the endless wasteland, there was indeed a campfire burning with firewood, and next to it was a small stone stool on which sat a lonely-looking figure, his back to the direction from which Bane had come.

The closer he got, the clearer Bane could see the situation on the other side, and he was quite puzzled.

There's nothing here at all, so where did that figure come from? How did he manage to start a fire here? Where did he get the firewood from?

He then carefully observed the surroundings to confirm that the area was still barren, and at least as far as he could see, there was no woodland at all.

However, this was almost the only variable, and Bane disregarded these doubts and gradually approached the past.

The figure sitting on the stone bench with his back to him must be a man, wearing a light green vest and with silver-white hair.

"Why does this look so familiar?" Bane thought to himself.

But it's good that it looks familiar. Familiarity means he might have some impression of it, and if he has some impression, he is very likely to know about this world. Of course, the premise is that he can determine exactly where this is.

As if hearing the noise behind him, the figure sitting motionless on the stone stool warming himself by the fire, as still as death, suddenly opened his eyes as if he had woken up.

He stared at the campfire in front of him, his eyes somewhat dazed and confused, as if he had just taken a nap and was momentarily unaware of what time it was.

But only for a moment, and he regained his senses, as if he remembered what he was doing.

"You've finally arrived. I've been waiting for you for a long time, Kakashi." The man heard the footsteps behind him, his voice carrying a hint of vicissitude, and slowly turned around to speak.

Then, he stared at Bane, who had just walked up behind him, both of them looking somewhat embarrassed and confused.

"Who are you?!" the man exclaimed in surprise, snapping out of his daze.

"Me?" Bane raised his hand and scratched the back of his neck, saying somewhat embarrassedly, "My name is Bane, Cantilever Bane."

Not a single mistake, not a single poem, not a single post, not a single piece of content, not a single look!

He already felt the place looked familiar, but as soon as he got closer, the guy said something like, "I've been waiting for you for a long time, Kakashi," and Bane immediately realized what kind of place this was!

Damn it, the pure land of the Naruto world!

The lonely-looking soul before me, if I'm not mistaken, is none other than Kakashi's father, Hatake Sakumo!

Is this how a father behaves? His son died and he came to the Pure Land, saying, "I've been waiting for you for so long, and you've finally come." Doesn't this sound like he was hoping his own son would die sooner?

Sakumo Hatake only asked Bane a question instinctively out of surprise and doubt.

Bane's serious reply stumped him, but out of politeness, Hatake Sakumo immediately stood up from the stone stool, nodded, and said, "Ah, hello, my name is Hatake Sakumo. Are you dead too?"

Bane?

If you don't know how to greet someone, you don't have to, thank you.

But considering that this old man has been lonely here for who knows how many years, and that he might have some mental issues, it's not entirely incomprehensible.

"Uh, well, if nothing unexpected happens, I shouldn't be dead yet, I just accidentally wandered into this place," Bane said, looking at Hatake Sakumo.

Hearing this, Hatake Sakumo agreed somewhat, saying, "That is indeed very possible. After all, this is also the path my soul returned to. Normally, only Kakashi can come here. Ah, Kakashi is my son. There are some things I wanted to say only after I died, so I stopped on this path and have been waiting for him."

At this point, Sakumo Hatake asked somewhat excitedly, "What time is it now? Have you ever been to the Land of Fire? I'm a ninja from Konoha, and I think my son, Kakashi Hatake, could become a good and famous ninja. Have you heard of him?"

Sakumo Hatake acknowledged his son's talent and ability. He expressed his will to the Pure Land, wanting to wait for his son there. Judging from the Pure Land's response, Kakashi would definitely meet him once his soul returned to the Pure Land. The fact that he hasn't met him yet means that his son is very likely still alive; otherwise, his soul would have been scattered or sealed away.

It shouldn't be that bad, right?

If he were still alive, with Kakashi's talent, he would probably have become an excellent and well-known ninja, right?

Bane thought to himself, "How the hell am I supposed to know what time this is? I just got here, glanced at the mountains and forests, and didn't see a single person. Then I was suddenly summoned to this godforsaken place. How am I supposed to know what's going on outside?"

However, considering that Sakumo Hatake is already dead and Kakashi has not yet come to see him, the timeline outside must be before Pain destroyed Konoha.

The specific situation varies greatly. Kakashi might not have even obtained the Sharingan yet and is still a little kid, or he might already be teaching Team 7.

After all, time is hard to determine here. Sakumo Hatake said something like "I've been waiting for you for a long time," but judging from his questions, it's clear that he didn't know how long he had been dead either.

"I've heard of the famous White Fang of Konoha, Hatake Sakumo," Bane chuckled, then continued, "As for your son, Hatake Kakashi, he's very famous, known as the Copy Ninja, and hailed as Konoha's number one technician."

There's no need to worry about the actual situation in the outside world. As long as nothing unexpected happens, even if Kakashi is going to die, he'll die at Pain's hands the first time. At that point, what Bane said will be normal, and even if it's not normal, so what? It's not a big deal.

As Bane recounted Kakashi's story with great familiarity, Sakumo Hatake was also very excited and happy. It seemed that at least his suicide had not ruined his son. He was not a good father, but Kakashi was good enough and a son he could be proud of.

After Bane finished recounting Kakashi's story, Hatake Sakumo was also quite emotional, saying with some lingering regret, "It seems he's still very young. I'm afraid I'll have to wait here for a long time. But that's a good thing. It would be too tragic if both my son and I died so young."

After reflecting on his own feelings, Hatake Sakumo then looked at Bane and said, "Well, I can see that you also have many questions for me. As an exchange of information and to express my gratitude, I will answer your questions as best I can."

(End of this chapter)