Naruto, Uzumaki Menma, just wants to conquer the world

"That's right. I heard that nobles like this kind of pure girl. We will definitely make a lot of money this time." Another tall and thin man echoed, with greed in his eyes.

The girl was filled with panic, she realized that she had been targeted by these people, and they were planning to sell her to a noble for money.

She bit her lower lip tightly to prevent herself from making any sound, tears welling up in her eyes.

The group began to gather around the girl, discussing how to sell her at the highest price.

Sometimes quarreling, sometimes bargaining...

The girl took the opportunity to observe the surrounding environment, looking for a chance to escape.

She found that although the windows of the cabin were sealed, there was a loose board near the door.

She had an idea and decided to use this opportunity to escape.

Just as she was about to take action, a tall figure suddenly pushed the door open.

This was a fat man in an elegant suit. His appearance instantly quieted down everyone in the room.

"I heard that you got some good stuff here. I happened to pass by and came to take a look." The fat man glanced arrogantly at the people in the room, and his eyes finally fell on the girl.

The girl's heart tightened. She knew that this man might be the noble buyer they mentioned, or...

Another dealer?

"Sir, you have a very good eye. We just caught this guy. I guarantee you will be satisfied." The man with a fat face smiled ingratiatingly and carried the girl in front of the fat man like a commodity.

The fat man smiled slightly, stretched out his hand to touch the girl's cheek, and looked her up and down at the same time.

Small body, blonde hair, blue eyes, beautiful face...

The big eyes sparkle with warmth, giving people a kind and gentle feeling...

The face has soft contours, the nose is straight, and the figure is slim and well-proportioned...

"The goods are pretty good this time!" said the fat man, "It should be able to sell for a good price."

The girl felt sick in her heart, but she tried hard not to show it.

She knew that the most important thing now was to stay calm and look for an opportunity to escape.

Just when the fat man was about to touch her, there was a bang, and thick smoke suddenly appeared around the fat man.

The image of the fat nobleman disappeared in an instant, the smoke gradually dissipated, and the figure of the blond little boy was looming in the smoke.

As if he had experienced a dramatic transformation, his face showed a hint of embarrassment and helplessness, and he seemed a little speechless about his own transformation.

The figure gradually became clear, and he stood in front of everyone. Although he was no longer dressed in gorgeous aristocratic attire, his temperament was even more eye-catching.

At this moment, the atmosphere on the field became tense.

Be it the people around or the tied-up girl, their faces were filled with confusion and puzzlement, as if they had just witnessed a bizarre sight beyond imagination.

Yes, they don’t know what “transformation” is.

All they could think about was, "Is this a trick? Is this magic? Who the hell is this little ghost?"

Some people's eyes were filled with surprise, as if they had seen something unbelievable...

Some people frowned, as if trying to figure out what was going on...

Some people have confused looks in their eyes...

Some people's fingers tremble slightly...

Until someone reacted, pointed at the boy, and gave an order: "Catch this kid!"

Suddenly, there were bursts of clanging sounds of pots and pans colliding in the cabin, as if a fierce battle was going on inside.

The same is true.

Before long, the adults fell to the ground one by one.

The young man walked towards her step by step. His figure looked firm and warm in the dim light. He untied the ropes that bound the girl. His movements were so rough, but the girl's eyes were always on him.

This was the first meeting between Menma Uzumaki and Historia.

In Historia's eyes, the other party was such an existence.

She had a very lovely face, with bright and curious eyes, and soft hair that was a light golden color. Under the candlelight, it seemed to be gleaming with warm light...

The nose is straight, and the smile on the corner of the mouth looks both friendly and cute...

The skin is fair and delicate, revealing a healthy radiance...

Overall, he gives people a warm and pleasant feeling, making people want to get close to him.

For a moment, Historia was reminded of the fairy tales she had heard as a child, and thought to herself: Is this my destined prince charming?

However, Historia's fantasy was soon shattered.

"In short, I am your master and you are my slave, do you understand?" Menma said to her, and then some truths like "a drop of water should be repaid with a spring of water" came out of his mouth.

The girl looked at the boy in front of her in astonishment, her mind went completely blank, her head tilted, and her face was full of question marks.

"My name is Menma, you can call me..."

"Let me count!" Menma lowered his head and counted on his fingers, "Master, Big Brother, Boss, Boss..."

Suddenly, he raised his head and looked directly at the girl in front of him and asked her name.

"Christa Lance." The girl answered in a voice as soft and weak as a mosquito's.

However, this is not her real name.

Menma asked about her identity and her past, but she remained silent, with a look of loss in her eyes.

She has nowhere to go...

Those past events were just painful memories for her...

Aimless...

There is no purpose in life...

However, the conscienceless Menma doesn't care about these at all, and even...

He was even happier to see that the other person was free of worries.

"From now on, you are my slave!"

Christa nodded in confusion.

Menma Uzumaki, 8 years old, fell asleep during class at Konoha Ninja School, and came here when he woke up.

So far, he has only obtained this information:

1. This country is the Kingdom of Eldia...

2. The country is surrounded by three 50-meter-high walls named "Xina, Rose, and Maria"...

3. I heard that outside the outermost city wall are giant man-eating giants...

4. The current area is the northern outskirts of Wall Sina...

However, this does not affect his goal of conquering the world.

Any time, any place, Super Mian Ma, conquer the world!

No matter what, let’s conquer this world first.

Outside the wooden house, Christa saw a scene like hell...

In the moonlight, Christa's face was as pale as a piece of paper, her eyes were wide open, and a terrible world seemed to be reflected in her pupils.

The boy's movements were skillful and cold, as if he was doing something very ordinary.

He used his hands to hold the shovel and move through the soil. Every digging brought about a dull echo. The excavated soil was piled randomly beside him, forming a small hill.

And under the hill, a pit was slowly taking shape.

After dragging the body into the pit and burying it, Christa could hear him muttering, "This is such a hassle. I should have just burned it."

This guy has no hesitation in killing people...

This guy is also very skilled at burying corpses...

He looks younger than me...

very scary.

She remembered what happened before she made the move...

She said at the time: "No... there's no need to kill them? They're already unconscious."

This is what Menma answered.

"For the past thirty or forty years, people who should have been killed but were not killed have filled the valleys, leading to the disaster today. How can we tolerate and condone them, raise the thieves as our children, and let them start anew and bring about great disasters?"

Time returns to the present.

Christa felt fear, swallowed his saliva, and involuntarily took two steps back.

Then he staggered and fell to the ground.

At this moment, the boy threw a pair of shoes over, which fell right next to her. "Put them on quickly and get to work!"

"I am the boss after all! It is not reasonable for the boss to do the work while the younger brother just watches."

While Christa was still in a daze, Menma had already stuck the shovel into the ground, walked over angrily, and started putting on her shoes.

The young man reached out and grasped the girl's ankle. His fingers were slender and powerful. With a look of disgust on his face, he patted the dirt off her feet a few times, then stuffed the small and delicate feet into the shoes that were taken off the corpse.

"Alright, alright, that's all." Menma dusted off his hands.

Christa was pulled to his feet by him.

"Huh?" She made a puzzled sound and was pushed over by him to work.

The shoes are huge.

The shovel is also heavy.

Holding the shovel that was almost as tall as his body, he dug the soil with great effort, his movements both skilled and clumsy.

Menma sat cross-legged on the ground and watched, his face full of enjoyment, "Yeah, that's it."

At first he enjoyed watching his younger brother work, but as time went on...

One minute......

Two minutes...

three minutes......

Menma became impatient.

"Too slow, too slow, too slow!"

Anxious, Menma walked over angrily, snatched the shovel, pushed Christa away with one hand, and started working himself.

In an instant, dust flew up.

Christa stared in a daze.

Soon, the mud pits were filled up, and Menma even laid a layer of old soil on the top.

During this time, Christa asked in a weak voice: "Will we not be discovered this way?"

Menma denied her.

"A spider leaves silk behind, a horse leaves traces behind."

"It's so obvious, how is it possible not to be discovered?"

"Then why..." Christa wondered.

While talking, Menma, who had finished the landfill work, was continuing to set traps, and then continued: "Landfilling garbage is a civilized behavior, this is a quality issue."

"Also, take good care of the money! Don't let Shushu take it away."

Christa looked at the package beside him, which contained the money that Menma had just taken from the corpses not long ago.

Night falls.

Menma used the transformation technique to turn himself back into the image of the fat nobleman before. He took Christa with him to the hotel in the town to complete the identity registration and booked a room to stay in.

The hotel owner didn't ask any more questions.