Naruto: The village was on the verge of bankruptcy, and I struck oil.

Nagato had already witnessed the Sand Village's bizarre fighting techniques.

He had no doubt whatsoever.

"Yes, the Sand Village Kazekage is too strong."

"We will need to carefully consider how to capture even one more fish in the future."

The Ten-Tails cannot be resurrected without one tail.

How do we deal with the Wind Shadow?

Nagato is also having a headache.

"Since the Jade Maiden and Azure Dragon are absent, we need to find people to fill their positions."

Uchiha Itachi: "We will find a suitable candidate."

The matter has been explained.

Itachi Uchiha and Kisame Hoshigaki left.

Nagato's attention shifted back to the banquet.

It was described as a banquet.

Actually, it was just the Sand Village ninja celebrating.

Payne and Minami sat there expressionless.

Mu Feng thought to himself: Puppets are great, they don't need to eat or drink.

He raised his glass.

"From now on, we Sand Village and Rain Village should strengthen our trade relations."

Payne: "We Rain Ninja don't have any special products."

"Detonation tags, you know."

Mu Feng taught them.

“You can export explosive tags, rolls of paper, and so on to us.”

"Our Sunagakure village has too few trees to have a paper industry."

“Your Rain Village has abundant rainfall, plentiful water, and numerous trees, making it a perfect place to develop the papermaking industry.”

“Our village can export cars, ninja tools, televisions and other equipment to you.”

"I see that it's raining so hard, your clothes must be hard to dry."

"You can get our imported dryers; we guarantee they'll work well."

Payne and Konan remained expressionless.

Oh.

it is good.

Drinking with puppets is so boring.

I don't know if paralyzed patients can drink alcohol.

Mu Feng looked towards the direction of Rain Village.

He's not in a hurry to meet Nagato right now.

Let him mess with the tailed beasts first.

Ten tails.

I want one too.

Once Nagato has finished his work, that should be enough.

I'll take the lead myself.

perfect.

Hahaha.

Mu Feng happily raised his glass.

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late at night.

The soldiers in the camp are all resting.

Only the automatic machine guns were running, the prism towers were moving, and patrolling ninjas were on patrol.

Outside the Mufeng tent.

In the darkness of a deserted corner.

First, an orange one-eyed mask with a Neji crest appeared.

Followed by.

Obito appeared completely.

Divine power.

Today's battle made Obito look at Sunagakure with new respect.

I originally thought the Sand Village was the weakest village, but I never expected it to be so powerful.

In particular, the strength of Kazekage Mufeng made Obito drool.

If only I could control him like I control the Fourth Mizukage, Yagura.

Then, his plan to use the Ten-Tails' chakra to unleash a massive genjutsu, Infinite Tsukuyomi, to create an ideal world without war, a world of eternal peace, a world with Rin, might succeed even faster.

He came to die with a "let's give it a try" mentality.

Obito observed the large tent.

It seems that Mu Feng is very confident in his abilities.

There wasn't a single guard around.

According to intelligence.

He drank a lot today.

They were all drunk.

Then my opportunity has arrived.

Obito lifted the curtain and went inside.

???

Obito sensed something was wrong as soon as he entered.

A huge room that I didn't recognize at all.

There were rows of computers inside.

The room was full of people.

They sat on a low sofa.

Some of them were wearing headphones.

Some were standing.

There were also people watching from the sidelines.

The sound of a loudspeaker could be heard intermittently from inside the room.

"Spray it off."

"Congratulations to player #85 for winning."

"Reward internet access fee."

"A Bronze King from Ionia has logged on."

. . .

. . .

Obito was stunned.

Where am I?

Isn't this Kazekage's tent?

Immediately.

He realized what was happening.

He realized he was under an illusion.

He activated his chakra, controlled it, and broke free from the illusion.

Internet cafes have disappeared.

Mu Feng was sitting on the bed.

Those bright, piercing eyes were fixed on Obito.

He muttered to himself.

"It seems that electromagnetic escape is still a little short of directly affecting the human brain."

"It freed you from the illusion in an instant."

"It seems that television technology is still more useful."

"hello."

"Judging from your attire, you must be a member of the Akatsuki."

"how?"

"Want to avenge your two accomplices?"