Naruto, Uzumaki Menma, just wants to conquer the world

Her golden hair sparkled brightly under the sunlight, as if she was covered with a golden halo. Her eyes were deep blue, like the brightest stars in the night sky, sparkling with wisdom.

Menma was still immersed in his own brainstorm, dancing and laughing from time to time, saying, "Five thousand against three thousand, the advantage is mine."

Christa walked quietly to his side, lowered his head slightly, and a mischievous smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

She bent down gently, like an elegant cat, and crawled into the hole in the table under the boy.

The space in the table hole is not large, but it is more than enough for petite Christa.

After an unknown amount of time, Christa slowly walked out of the room, with a few black hairs hanging at the corners of her mouth.

Her steps were calm and firm, as if she didn't care at all about the hair hanging at the corners of her mouth.

The hairs fluttered gently with her breathing, as if telling an unknown story.

There was a faint smile on Christa's face, her eyes were deep and charming, as if she could see into people's hearts, and a few black hairs were jumping around the corners of her mouth, adding a touch of temperament to her, making people unable to look away.

Wherever she walked, she left behind not only a faint fragrance, but also a few strands of black hair fluttering in the wind, as if showing her unique charm to the world. At this moment, Christa was both beautiful and mysterious, making people unforgettable.

Her appearance is as pure and cold as the first snow in winter...

His eyes were as deep as the night sky, flashing with a firm light, as if he could see through the hypocrisy and truth in the world...

The unyielding heroic spirit revealed between his eyebrows makes people dare not look directly at him...

The face has clear contours, elegant and firm lines, like a sculpture that has been baptized by time, exuding a unique beauty...

The high nose bridge and tightly closed lips reveal a resolute temperament...

The hair flows on the shoulders like a black waterfall, shining with luster...

Now, the 13-year-old Mikasa has grown into such a beauty.

Time goes back to when Christa was called into Menma's office.

At the corner, Mikasa's figure was like a lurking cheetah, quietly waiting for the appearance of its prey.

She leaned against the wall, her eyes like deep lakes, hiding unknown secrets and determination.

Her brows were furrowed, as if she was thinking about what was about to happen.

After a long time, Christa's figure came out of Menma's office, breaking the moment of silence. His steps were brisk, but they seemed so dazzling in Mikasa's eyes.

Mikasa's gaze suddenly became sharp, like a cold blade, piercing Christa's back.

His expression became gloomy and scary...

His lips were tightly pursed, as if he was trying to suppress his inner anger and disappointment...

Her hands were clenched into fists, veins bulging, showing her inner struggle and struggle…

Mikasa Ackerman, her whole body seemed to be shrouded in a gloomy atmosphere, making people afraid to approach her easily.

Christa seemed to feel Mikasa's gaze. She stopped and looked back, but found nothing.

Then she wiped the corners of her mouth with her hands, removing the hair that was stuck to her mouth.

Mikasa certainly knew what that was...

This was like a blow to Mikasa's heart...

On a moonlit night, Mikasa lay quietly on her bed, her thoughts flooding in like a tide, making it impossible for her to fall asleep.

She sighed softly, turned over and sat up, and decided to take a walk in the woods to relieve her depression.

She got up quietly, trying not to make any noise so as not to disturb her other sleeping roommates.

She put on a thin coat, opened the door and walked into the quiet night.

The air in the forest is cool, and the moonlight shines through the treetops onto the ground, creating mottled light and shadows.

Mikasa stepped on the fallen leaves, making a slight rustling sound. She took a deep breath, feeling the tranquility and solitude.

She strolled through the woods, feeling heavy in her heart.

She was stressed out by what had happened recently and she didn't know how to deal with it...

Her steps became slower and slower, as if each step carried heavy memories. She raised her head and looked toward the sky, feeling an inexplicable sadness in her heart.

She walked to a big tree, sat down against the trunk, closed her eyes, and tried to calm her mind for a moment.

Just then, a breeze blew, and the leaves swayed gently, making a rustling sound.

Suddenly, the girl seemed to be in a strange world, and strange voices rang in her ears, as if someone was whispering in her mind.

"Mikasa Ackerman..."

"Is that your name?"

"Then I will call you Miss Ackerman for now."

The voice was soft but clear, carrying an indescribable sense of mystery that made her heart tremble.

Her eyes widened and she looked around, trying to find the source of the sound.

However, there was silence all around, with no other sound except the sound of the breeze rustling the leaves. Her eyes shuttled through the woods, from the treetops to the ground, leaving no corner untouched.

"What the hell is this..." Mikasa muttered to herself.

"This is magic." The voice explained to Mikasa, "Although it is reproduced in a scientific way..."

magic?

Isn’t this something that only appears in fairy tale books?

Mikasa froze in place, trying to process what was happening.

And the voice continued, "I need your help to interfere with this world."

"Why did you choose me?" Mikasa asked warily.

The voice did not answer, but asked her: "Don't you want to change your tragic past?"

"I have the power to turn back time."

The girl's pupils suddenly dilated, and her originally deep eyes instantly became brighter, her eyes full of shock.

His breathing became rapid, his chest rose and fell slightly, and even his heartbeat seemed to suddenly speed up a bit.

Change the past? These four words echoed in her ears.

At this moment, all the tragedies that left a deep impression on her and the decisions that made her regret all emerged in her mind.

Although the condition was so tempting, Mikasa still tried to stay rational.

"You really..."

"Do you really have this power?"

"If you have this power, why did you choose me?"

The voice replied: "I can only interfere with this world by relying on you. You are the connection between me and the world."

"What exactly is your purpose?" Mikasa asked.

The voice still didn't answer directly, "This is my business."

Even though the voice that calls itself a magician avoided talking about her purpose, the conditions she proposed were still an irresistible temptation for Mikasa.

Even if the price is the extinction of mankind in a few decades, she doesn't care...

She has many regrets...

There are many things she wants to change...

Save father and mother...

Keep Menma by your side...

And Mrs. Yeager who adopted me...

There is no doubt that this is the perfect life that Mikasa has always dreamed of.

347 Back to the past: Nine-year-old Mikasa knocked down eight-year-old Menma and brought him home to be a slave?

Mikasa did not immediately agree to the mysterious man's conditions. During the days she was hesitating, Menma Uzumaki was also carrying out his plan in an orderly manner.

The purpose of his military operations outside the wall was very pure.

Improve the combat capability of the Troost District garrison corps...

Taking the opportunity to ask for military supplies and military expenses...

Improve your prestige...

Finally, one day, the capital received urgent military intelligence: Menma Blaus had launched a rebellion, and the Trost District was completely out of the control of the capital.

1. Menma Braus announced that the Trost District would become an independent country, the Tros State, and Menma Braus would be the president of the country...

2. The Toros State has already mastered the method of sealing the gap in Wall Maria...

3. The foreign policy of Tolos is to eliminate the giants, actively attack, and recover the human homeland...

4. The Toros will abolish the aristocracy system, equalize land sovereignty, and carry out market economic system reforms...

5. Blaming the death of hundreds of thousands of people in the counterattack on Wall Maria on the royal government and the nobility...

This news was all over the newspapers, and the people in the capital were in turmoil.

The royal family and the nobility wanted to stop the newspaper from publishing the news, but it was too late because Menma had already laid out the plan.

1. Intelligence gathering.

By establishing an intelligence network, information about the target society is collected, including elements of the human cognitive dimension such as beliefs, rules, weaknesses, motivations, emotions, history, morality, education, mental health, identity and ideology, as well as comprehensive information on politics, economy, culture, military and other aspects.

2. Target analysis.

Based on the results of intelligence collection, the characteristics, interests, needs and contradictions of the target society are analyzed, the individuals or groups in the target society are classified and stratified, and the most vulnerable and influential target groups and the entry points that are most beneficial to the attackers are determined.

3. Decision making.

Determine the goals and intentions of cognitive warfare and the desired effects, and select appropriate cognitive warfare strategies and plans as well as corresponding technical means and implementation platforms.

4. Information design.

Based on the psychological characteristics, receptiveness, values ​​and cognitive biases of the target group, the information content and form are designed to conform to the attacker's intentions and strategies. It is worth noting that there are both true and false information.

5. Channel selection.

Select appropriate communication channels and platforms based on full consideration of the target group's information acquisition habits, possible interference factors and countermeasures in the information dissemination process, and improving information credibility and coverage.

6. Effect evaluation.

Based on feedback from communication channels, evaluate the effectiveness and impact of cognitive warfare, including the number, quality and response of information recipients, as well as the direction and degree of the information's impact on the target society's cognitive state and behavioral changes.

The focus of effectiveness evaluation is to determine whether information dissemination has achieved the attacker's goals and to summarize the lessons learned from the cognitive combat process in order to improve the next comprehensive combat capability.

At this moment, an unprecedented demonstration has broken out in the capital within the Wall of Sina, and the Military Police are busy suppressing it. There is no doubt that this is a victory for Menma Blaus.

Even the royal family's Miss Frieda fully supports Menma's actions.

In the cozy room, soft lights fall on the soft sheets, creating a peaceful and warm atmosphere.

Frieda and Menma lay quietly on the bed, their eyes meeting each other, filled with deep emotion.

Frieda was mature and elegant, with long hair flowing on the pillow like a waterfall, her eyes sparkling with wisdom, her skin fair and delicate with a hint of pink, giving people a warm and friendly feeling.

The corners of her mouth rose slightly, revealing a gentle smile, as if it could melt all the worries and fatigue.

The love between them does not require words; just a look, a smile or a hug can convey their deep love.

Frieda gently stroked Menma's hair, her fingers gentle but powerful, as if conveying maternal care and warmth, "No matter what you do, I will support you."

Menma snuggled tightly in Frieda's arms, feeling her heartbeat and breathing.

It is advisable to chase the poor with the courage of the left, but not to be the overlord.

Thinking that the time had come, Menma naturally wanted to press on and pursue the victory. He decided to lead the army in person and concentrate his forces to attack the inner wall.

Menma attacked the Nanfangweng Castle in the Wall of Sina at night, annihilated the 800-man gendarmerie stationed there, and occupied the city.

However, among the 104th batch of soldiers who were undergoing closed training, only a very few heard about this incident because they were not well informed.