Naruto: I'm really not an evil scientist!

She didn't want her child to see the adults arguing and hoped to give her child a wonderful childhood.

Chapter 292

Tsunade and Hiruko were engrossed in their intense game battle until dawn broke.

Young Ying, in this unusual atmosphere and with the meticulous care of the central AI, had already drifted into a sweet dream in her own little world, accompanied by soft lighting.

Her sleeping face was peaceful and serene, with a slight upturn at the corners of her mouth, as if she were immersed in a colorful dream, carefree.

As the first rays of sunlight pierced through the curtains, the Bobo alarm clock promptly emitted a crisp, slightly playful cooing sound, attempting to wake its sleeping owner.

However, this sound was undoubtedly a disturbance to Tsunade, who had just drifted off to sleep and was exhausted.

In her dazed state, she instinctively threw a punch, and the alarm clock shattered with a crash, its parts scattering all over the ground, once again proving its astonishing power.

On the other side, Hiruko stretched lazily, a hint of amusement in his eyes, and looked at his strong yet confused companion beside him, muttering to himself, "As the ancients said, couples who quarrel in bed make up in bed, and it seems that this saying is really true."

As the ultimate life form, he hardly needs to sleep unless he deliberately enters a state of hibernation or uses his prophetic abilities.

His superhuman physique and special abilities allowed him to break free from conventional physiological needs and live a carefree life.

……

As dawn breaks, the desert oasis awakens in the soft light, yet it also reveals a touch of desolation.

A residential building, weathered by wind and sand, was mostly buried by yellow sand, with only a corner of ruins visible.

Amidst these ruins, a young ninja with blond hair and fair skin lay quietly in a pool of blood. His body was tightly bound by sand in many places, presenting a shocking state of decay. His eyes were dull and lifeless, and the flame of his life seemed to be about to be extinguished, which made people feel pity.

Meanwhile, Gaara, the young prince of the Sand Kingdom, stood in mid-air, his face filled with sorrow and confusion, tears streaming down his face like broken beads.

He was surrounded by a shield-like layer of sand, and behind him unfolded a pair of golden wings made of sand gold, shining with a mysterious and dazzling light.

However, beneath this glamorous exterior lies a young and tormented heart, filled with confusion and fear about the future.

Because of Gaara's special status as the Jinchuriki of the One-Tailed Beast, he lives in a relatively remote place. In addition, the Sand Country is currently busy with war and fundraising, and the ninjas are short-handed and have no time to take care of more.

The incident happened so suddenly that although the sound of the building collapsing attracted the attention of some people, the taboo surrounding Jinchūriki prevented them from getting too close, fearing they might become victims of the Jinchūriki's rampage.

They could only watch from afar, waiting for Fengying Luosha to arrive, their hearts filled with fear and unease.

"Even Yashamaru has been deceiving me all along?" Gaara wondered to himself. Shukaku's voice echoed in his ears, telling him that these grains of sand were proof of his mother's love for him.

Thinking of this, a resolute glint flashed in his eyes, "Indeed, the only person I can trust is Mianma."

So he wiped away his tears, dried his nose, took out a smartphone that Temari had secretly bought for him from his pocket, sniffled, and resolutely deleted Yashamaru's phone number stored in the phone, as if to sever all ties with the past.

Then, he saw a number in his contact list labeled "Mianma" and a conflicted and hesitant expression appeared on his face.

He didn't know whether he should contact Mianma, and he was even more worried that Mianma might deceive him as well.

As a prince of the Sand Country, his identity as the Jinchūriki of the One-Tailed Beast makes him stand out from his peers and has extremely poor interpersonal relationships.

Fortunately, his father, Rasa, was a gold miner, and although the Land of Sand was poor overall, his family was not struggling financially.

Temari would occasionally bring back some of the latest entertainment products from Loulan for Gaara, but Rasa discovered that when Gaara played games or watched anime, the seal on Shukaku inside him would become unusually stable, so he did not take back these entertainment facilities.

Menma is a friend Gaara made in the game, and also his only person to chat with besides Yashamaru.

Although they had never met in real life, their pure friendship made their relationship exceptionally close.

Gaara stretched out his trembling finger, hesitated for a long time on the screen, and finally mustered up his courage to press the dial button.

He decided to run away from home to find Mianma! When he met his online friend, he remembered a term called "mianji" (面基), yes, that's it!

He had had enough of everything in the Land of Sand, and he no longer wanted to stay in this home!

Beep beep beep—the phone rang with the call waiting to be connected. Gaara's heart was in his throat; every second of waiting made his heart race with anxiety.

"Moshi moshi?" A lazy, slightly sleepy voice finally came from the other end of the phone, clearly awakened by the sudden call.

"Is...is it Menma-kun?!" Gaara asked haltingly, his voice filled with a mixture of nervousness and anticipation.

"That voice?"

Naruto Uzumaki lay in bed, yawned, slowly sat up, rubbed his sleepy eyes, and looked at the contact name on his phone screen. "Oh, it's Panda. What's up? Why are you calling me so early in the morning? Did someone bully you again?"

Gaara may not know Naruto's true identity, but Naruto knows everything about Gaara, especially his status as a Jinchuriki like his own mother, and feels a natural affection and pity for him.

The entertainment facilities sold in Konoha all have backdoors, and it is not difficult to find out a netizen's real identity through the central intelligent AI's query.

Naruto was well aware of his special status as the son of the Hokage, and that there were many people who wanted to curry favor with him. Therefore, he would always be very careful to find out the true identity of any close friend he got along with.

Gaara's online name wasn't originally Panda, but after Naruto secretly investigated, he thought this guy with two dark circles under his eyes looked a lot like a panda. One time when they were playing games together, he subconsciously called him that, and Gaara didn't object. From then on, it became Naruto's unique nickname for Gaara.

"Waaaaah..."

Hearing Naruto's concerned voice, Gaara couldn't help but cry again, all his grievances and anxieties bursting out at that moment.

"Hey, hey, hey, stop crying! What's wrong?"

When Naruto heard Gaara suddenly start crying for no apparent reason, he panicked. Although he knew Gaara was quite naive and a bit of a crybaby, he had never seen anything like this before.

"I...I...my dad wants to kill me. I can't stay in this house anymore. Can I go to you, Menma?" Gaara sobbed as he poured out his heart to Naruto, his voice filled with despair and helplessness.

Actually, he had a fairly good relationship with Shukaku inside him, and they were even good friends in the game.

Yashamaru's lies and Rasa's various actions were all seen through by Shukaku, who, although seemingly simple-minded, was actually more hardworking than any of the tailed beasts.

"Ah, this..."

Naruto froze upon hearing this. Was Sunagakure really that terrifying?

Is it possible that a father would kill his son, or are all middle-aged men who have lost their wives so psychologically disturbed?

Gaara always thought he was a resident of Loulan, perhaps thinking the distance between them wasn't that far. But Naruto knew that, setting aside the distance between Konoha and Sunagakure, the Land of Wind and the Land of Sand were at war, and running around like that would cause an accident.

"You don't want me anymore, Mianma?"

Gaara felt his heart was breaking and said with a hint of sadness, his voice trembling with tears.

"No, what are you talking about?!"

Naruto felt a chill run down his spine, then took a deep breath and said with practiced ease, "Listen, Panda, we're friends! So, even if the whole world abandons you, I won't abandon you."

“Menma…” Gaara was moved to tears again, this pure friendship made him feel unprecedented warmth and strength.

"Don't cry. The most important thing now is to protect yourself. Since you've decided to leave this home, then go to Loulan. Don't wander around. The Land of Wind and the Land of Sand are at war."

Naruto thought for a moment, his fingers swiping across the map on his phone screen. "I have several houses in Loulan, Sand Country, and Wind Country. They are fully equipped with living supplies and transportation. I'll send you the location. When you get there, follow the map navigation carefully. First, go along this route to the nearest location. It's best to be careful and lay low for a few more days. I'll get there as soon as possible."

"Yes, I understand, Menma!" Gaara nodded with tears in his eyes. He knew that he could always trust Menma, no matter what.

Before Rasa arrived, Gaara left a sand clone behind as cover and created another flying sand clone as a scout. Then, using the assassin techniques he had learned in the game, he quickly sneaked away from the place that had broken his heart, following the instructions on his phone.

Ten minutes later, Rasa, the King of the Sand Country and the Kazekage of Sunagakure, arrived at the scene. He saw Gaara calm and his brother-in-law Yashamaru lying unconscious in a pool of blood, who looked like he was about to die. Rasa frowned and a hint of displeasure flashed in his eyes.

"Gaara, why did you kill Yashamaru?" Rasa, the mastermind behind it all, questioned first, his tone laced with reproach and indifference.

He didn't prioritize the still potentially salvageable Yashamaru. He had always been indifferent to his brother-in-law, who was obsessed with his sister, and simply gestured to his men to remove the eyesore.

"Does killing... require a reason?" Gaara said coldly, his eyes revealing a maturity and decisiveness beyond his years.

"Hmm? This murderous aura... no wonder he's my son." Luo Sha nodded in satisfaction at his son's cold demeanor, as if he were seeing a reflection of his own youth.

Then Luo Sha changed the subject: "However, even if he is my son, if he kills people and destroys houses without my permission, causing panic among the villagers, he will be severely punished!"

Perfect timing! I bought a few special electromagnetic collars from Loulan a few days ago. Luo Sha tested them and found that even large summoned beasts couldn't withstand this level of electric shock. I can put them on Gaira later and let him experience the consequences of disobeying.

"If you can do it, then bring it on, you old bastard!" Gaara said disdainfully. He was just a sand clone, so he naturally had no scruples.

Despite his young age, he frequently surfed the internet after his village got internet access. Besides playing games with Menma, he also followed a rap streamer from Kumogakure in the Land of Lightning, who was also a Jinchūriki, and learned a lot from him.

In addition, he often watched special commemorative films produced by Konoha Pictures, such as the Battle of the Valley of the End. After seeing more and more, he genuinely felt that his perverted father, Rasa, was a complete scoundrel, only able to lord it over others in the desert.

Gaara is not only a Jinchūriki, but also a genius. Although he is only eight years old, the vast amount of information on the internet has taught him something, more or less.

In addition to possessing the three chakra natures of wind, earth, and lightning, he also has the ability to freely manipulate sand and inherited Rasa's Magnet Release bloodline limit.

Furthermore, with the blessing of Shukaku within him, his Magnet Release and sand manipulation abilities were greatly enhanced, and he also possessed an extremely high talent for wind-attribute ninjutsu.

Moreover, he is a Jinchūriki who can barely communicate with the arrogant Shukaku, so he is not lacking in chakra. In a real battle, even though he is only eight years old, ordinary Jonin are no match for him. He cannot be regarded as an ordinary child.

Of course, he is still no match for Rasa at this stage, otherwise he wouldn't have thought of running away and seeking refuge with Menma.

"Damn it... old man?"

Rasa's forehead veins bulged, and golden dust surged on his body. He was clearly enraged by Gaara's words. "It seems I haven't disciplined you for too long."

After his wife's death, he already disliked his youngest son. In addition, Gaara's repeated rampages caused considerable trouble for the village, and the international situation became increasingly tense. He felt that his youngest son was a defective product, and even considered killing Gaara to replace him with a useful Jinchuriki.

If he hadn't later discovered that Gaara's internal seal would stabilize under the comfort of the "toys" Temari bought back, he might have already made his move.

What nonsense! Even tigers don't eat their cubs! In the face of power and profit, kinship appears so fragile and vulnerable.

"Lord Kazekage, someone saw Gaara fly away in the southeast direction." Just then, a Sunagakure ANBU ninja appeared instantly, kneeling in front of Gaara to report, his voice filled with tension and unease.

"What? Gaara, you actually dare to run away?!" Upon hearing this, Rasa's eyes widened in anger. He tentatively launched golden sand to stab Gaara's sand clone, only to see that half of Gaara's body shattered into sand. Clearly, it was just a clone used to deceive him.

He then realized that the Gaara in front of him was just a fake image.

"I've had enough of this disgusting place. Goodbye, you foolish Kazekage." Gaara finished speaking sarcastically, then completely turned into a pile of sand and disappeared, leaving only Rasa standing there with a horribly gloomy face.

"Chase him! You must bring Gaara back to me! If the situation is urgent, I will allow you to kill him on the spot. We absolutely cannot let Gaara fall into the hands of other forces!" Rasa ordered the ANBU who were constantly gathering around him with a gloomy face, his tone ruthless and resolute.

Chapter 293 Face-to-Face Meeting

Luo Sha was truly careless. He never expected that a five-year-old child would have such courage to do something as shocking as running away from home.

In the past, whenever Gaara committed a crime, he would always stay obediently in place, as if waiting for the village to give him a trial. That appearance had long been a habitual way of thinking for Rasa.

This time, however, Gaara seemed to be completely enraged by this place that had broken his heart, and he was determined to escape from it at all costs in order to find a new world of his own.

“This…” Upon hearing Luo Sha’s order, one of the members of the Dark Guard froze on the spot, his eyes filled with complex emotions.

He wasn't shocked by Rasa's ruthless methods; after all, similar things weren't uncommon in this cruel ninja world.

What he was really worried about was whether Lord Kazekage was overestimating them, the members of the Anbu.

You should know that Gaara is no ordinary child; he can go berserk at any time and transform into the terrifying Shukaku.

Especially in this vast desert, Shukaku's power is amplified infinitely, making it like a demon from hell. Wherever it goes, sandstorms rage and lives are lost.

In the village now, besides the Kazekage, who can truly suppress him? Kill Gaara on the spot?