Ninja World: I, Kisame Hoshigaki, am no longer human!

Silent as a cicada in winter.

Kisame returned to his cell and lay down on the bed.

After he killed three of his fellow inmates, no one dared to share a room with him anymore.

After a long day of intense training, Kisame was exhausted and quickly closed his eyes, falling into a deep sleep.

A few hours later.

At midnight, the cell was so quiet you could hear a pin drop.

Suddenly, there was a creaking sound.

Kisame's ears twitched, and he opened his eyes to find that the cell door was open for some reason.

Ok?

He frowned, got out of bed, and went to the door to check.

At this time, there should have been prison guards on duty, but Kisame didn't see anyone.

Suspicious, he pushed open the cell door and walked out, proceeding down the corridor to the prison's front yard. Along the way, he didn't see a single prison guard.

To Kisame's surprise, the prison's several-meter-high iron gate was also opened a crack.

It's just big enough for one person to squeeze through sideways.

what is the problem?

Kisame left the prison, wanting to find out what was going on. Soon, he walked along the road outside the prison, through a forest full of ghost lantern fruits, and all the way to the coast.

Under the cover of night, a small boat was moored on the beach, gently bobbing with the seawater.

It seemed that as long as they boarded this small boat, they could escape this isolated island prison and regain their freedom.

Kisame walked over.

At this moment, in the woods not far behind him, Wuwei and a group of high-ranking Grass Ninja were lying in ambush, nervously watching Kisame's every move.

The small boat was prepared by Wuwei and the others; their purpose was to help Kisame escape from prison and leave this place.

Although Kisame once said that he wanted to repent for his sins in this prison, when the opportunity to escape is right in front of him, can he refuse this freedom that is within his grasp?

the answer is--

boom!

Kisame punched the small boat into pieces, turning it into a pile of scrap wood.

Then, to the astonishment of Wuwei and the others, he turned around without hesitation and returned the way he came.

Kisame returned to the prison gates, but instead of going in immediately, he busied himself at the entrance.

With his hands busy, he activated Explosion Release and Thread Release in succession.

shhhhhh!

Kisame buried chakra threads underground, connecting them into a large net, forming the trap technique "Earth Spider Seam".

buzzing.

On the ground, streaks of black light appeared, and after they dissipated, they left behind conspicuous "explosion" characters that spread out outside the prison gate.

What is this guy up to?

Wuwei and the others, who were following Kisame from a distance, were dumbfounded when they saw this scene.

"Hmm, not bad."

Kisame inspected the traps he had set and nodded in satisfaction.

Judging from tonight's events, the management loopholes in the Ghost Lantern City prison are too great, making it easy for prisoners to escape.

Kisame Hoshigaki, a model prisoner, was filled with a simple sense of justice and would never allow any bad person to escape from prison and go back to wreak havoc on the ninja world.

He strode into the prison and slammed the door shut.

"As long as I am here, no one in this prison will be able to leave."

Kisame muttered to himself and walked straight toward the sentry post.

Clang.

He pushed open the guardhouse door and found a prison guard fast asleep, drooling from the corner of his mouth.

Kisame frowned, stepped forward, and slapped the prison guard across the face, shattering the latter's sweet dream.

"Who?!"

When the prison guard woke up, he saw that it was Kisame, the god of death, and the anger that had just risen in his heart was instantly extinguished.

"Why are you sleeping while on guard duty?" Kisame asked coldly.

Under his piercing gaze, the prison guard trembled in fear.

"It was...it was Lord Wuwei who instructed us. He said we don't need to stand guard tonight and should get some rest..."

The prison guard, clutching his burning face, dared not hide the truth and answered cautiously.

"This is Lord Wuwei's test for you. Don't you understand? You just sleep when he tells you to? As a prison guard, what kind of work are you doing? How could you neglect your duties?"

Kisame grabbed the prison guard by the collar and yelled at him, "Stand up! Attention!"

"Yes!"

Upon hearing this, the prison guard stood up abruptly, his body ramrod straight.

"From now on, keep your eyes wide open and guard the prison gates properly. Not even a fly can be let out, understand?"

Kisame shouted, giving the prison guards military training.

"Yes, sir!"

The prison guard shouted loudly and saluted Kisame.

"Hmm, that's more like it." Kisame patted the prison guard on the shoulder with satisfaction, then turned and walked out of the sentry post.

That's not right.

After Kisame left, the prison guard came to his senses. Why did he call a prisoner "commander" and salute him?

After Kisame returned to the prison, he looked around again and found nothing else unusual before returning to his cell.

He continued to sleep soundly.

Hearing Kisame's snoring, Wuwei and the others outside the cell exchanged bewildered glances.

Having witnessed Kisame's actions throughout the night, they finally realized that Hozuki Castle Prison, built decades ago and having housed and reformed tens of thousands of prisoners—

This time, an old man came.

Another ten days or so passed.

In the prison, the thousands of prisoners and guards who had been defeated by Kisame finally recovered from their injuries and got out of bed one after another.

The Ghost Lantern Castle has regained its vitality.

In the brawl two weeks ago, Kisame could be said to have defeated everyone, and was privately and respectfully called the "King of the Prison" by the prisoners.

He is the strongest prisoner in the history of Ghost Lantern Castle.

These days, Kisame's cell has been filled with mattresses, toilets, radios, and various daily necessities, all gifts from the other prisoners.

Prison is a place where the strong prey on the weak, and the weak lose everything.

Therefore, every prisoner wanted to latch onto Kisame's powerful backer and eagerly became his underling.

As the king of the prison, Kisame naturally doesn't have to do any work.

At his command, the prisoners set up an open-air gym in the square and used materials available in the prison, such as stones, wood, and steel, to make various kinds of exercise equipment.

Every morning, Kisame would come here to work out, with a group of his underlings respectfully waiting for him, bringing him water and towels.

It was lunchtime.

He never had to queue when he went to the cafeteria to eat.

Of course, Kisame is a civilized person and would never cut in line; others always let him have his way.

The cafeteria lady who used to make things difficult for Kisame has become all smiles, always filling his plate to the brim with food so he can eat as much as he wants.

When Kisame ate, someone would fan him; when he took a bath, a prisoner would diligently scrub his back.

And when evening came, the prisoners would go to the square to get some fresh air.

Kisame's appearance is always greeted by thunderous cheers, and he is surrounded by a large entourage wherever he goes, just like an emperor's procession.

Even the prison guards treated him with great respect.

If someone who doesn't know the situation saw this, they might think that Kisame is the lord of Hozuki Castle.

The warden's office.

Looking out the window at the scene in the square, Wuwei's expression grew increasingly grim.

If Kisame continues to act so arrogantly and recklessly, he, as the city lord, will eventually be sidelined and lose control of the prison.

Because of Kisame's presence, the prisoners are becoming increasingly disobedient, and if this continues, the prison's order will soon collapse.

After much thought, Wuwei finally came up with a solution.

Since we can't get rid of Kisame, this great Buddha, we might as well enshrine him. Since we're going to enshrine him, he certainly can't stay in a dirty and chaotic ordinary cell; he must be kept far away from the other prisoners.

So three days later.

Wuwei summoned all the prisoners and convened a prison assembly.

At the meeting, he highly praised Kisame's excellent performance during his imprisonment and presented him with a "model prisoner" certificate in public.

Wuwei stated that Kisame was the best prisoner in the history of Hozuki Castle and a good role model that all prisoners should learn from.

To honor Kisame, he made an exception and moved Kisame's cell to a better-equipped medical cell.

That very night, Kisame moved into his new cell.

It's less like a prison cell and more like a luxurious three-bedroom apartment.

The bedroom has a TV, air conditioning, and hot water, almost like staying in a hotel. In addition, there is a brand new gym and a study where you can read, write, and cultivate your mind.