Naruto, Uzumaki Menma, just wants to conquer the world

"I refuse! These people are not worth saving! I will not be infected with any disease!"

This is the answer from Night King Fengxian.

065 Fight! Fight! Fight!

Menma didn't take his words seriously, thinking that it was just a bargaining tactic on the other side, and offered concessions.

"Your character is really annoying!" Ye Wang Fengxian asked impatiently as if she saw through his true nature: "Why? Do you want to be a savior? Do you want to gain self-satisfaction by saving others?"

If it was the Asian male protagonist in a traditional anime, he would probably be stumped by this, right?

"Yes, so what? You get money, I get self-satisfaction, and these women get healthy lives. This is a good thing for everyone."

"I don't like such boring things! Beautiful things are precious only when they are obtained at the cost of blood."

This is a conflict of values.

Wealth doesn't seem to have much appeal to a strong man of this level, especially since he is already so old.

So, Ye Wang Fengxian put forward his conditions: as long as he could defeat her, she would agree to his request.

In the mental space, Kushina happened to be watching this scene.

"Hey, you damn fox, what on earth did you do?!"

Tamamo spread her hands and said innocently, "Don't blame everything on me."

Next, Kushina asked her how to get out.

"If the master is unwilling to let you go, there is nothing I can do."

Then, Kushina's endless diatribe.

"It's you! Your attitude is so resolute that the master simply blocked your permission to come and go freely."

Finally, Kushina was speechless.

Tamamo held her head high with the attitude of a victor, and laughed at Kushina who seemed to have lost her energy.

No one noticed the loneliness and desolation in Tamamo's eyes, and her toes moving up and down.

She noticed it and confirmed her previous conjecture...

He would not seek his own help even in times of crisis, and he never trusted himself.

Back to reality...

There was no need for ninjutsu, genjutsu, or sealing techniques; it was merely a contest of physical skills, and the Night King hadn't even used his full strength.

Lost, really lost, completely lost.

Strength, speed, skill, all lost.

There was a loud bang, and the huge smoke and dust gradually dissipated, and the body of the young man could be vaguely seen embedded in the ground.

I'm so stupid, why would I want to challenge him...

Wrong time, wrong place, wrong enemy, wrong battle...

When Menma opened his eyes again, he was already on the roof of the hotel. The pain was unprecedented, as if all the muscles and bones in his body were crying out in pain.

The voice of Night King Fengxian still seemed to echo in his ears:

"Even the sun has places it cannot shine on. You shouldn't waste your energy on these dirty women."

"There are many more people in this world who suffer more than these women. Why don't you save them with your overflowing compassion?"

At this moment, Shizune's voice brought Menma back to reality.

"You almost died, you know that?"

"If it weren't for Lady Tsunade's treatment, you wouldn't have survived this night."

"How did you think of provoking that adult? And going to a place like that..."

Utopians always have to face reality: reality is ugly, cruel, difficult and full of difficulties.

People who are imaginative and kind always think too highly of others.

With the ideal of saving others in mind, but...

They always go through this stage, this choice:

1. Give up illusions, protect yourself and prioritize personal interests: become a selfish person, or even an extremely selfish person.

Give up the unrealistic ideas you once had, make your life easier and more comfortable, and even stop thinking about complicated things deliberately.

2. Give up illusions, accept reality, and prepare to fight: twist! struggle! resist! prove yourself!

Accept the reality that "ideals will be covered in dust and blood when they come to fruition". No matter which ideal you realize, you will have to kill many people and suffer infamy.

The former is an ordinary person, a smart person praised by everyone and a successful person in society.

The latter is a fool, a superman, or even an executioner who is despised by everyone.

Even though we know that our dreams will never come true, we still have to fight for it.

Even though we know that even if our ideal is realized, it will be full of bugs like a running program, we still have to do it.

It is always the latter who changes the world. Even if it means destroying the entire world, he is still a superman who changes the world, and I want to be this kind of superman.

Mr. Bo is still too kind, and King Daxi is not extreme enough. I will do better than them.

A world without a four-hour workday, a world without the elimination of famine and poverty, a world without free medical care, free housing, and generous welfare benefits, then let it be destroyed.

I want to create this kind of world and become the emperor of the new world.

I can't lose, I can't be wrong.

I am absolutely right and no one can stop me from doing what I want to do.

At noon, Tsunade came back and lectured him in the same harsh words.

"You're courting death, little brat. Even I have to give in to that old guy. If you want to die, go die somewhere else."

However, this doesn't seem to be of any use?

That day gave Yueyong unforgettable memories.

It had never happened before that skinny boy attempted to challenge the absolutely powerful King of the Night.

It is common in Yoshiwara for men to lose their lives for women, and there are even more men who deceive women's feelings.

But, that little devil...

She shook her head, shook off the mess, and continued to work busily, assigning tasks to the Baihua team.

Yueyong only thought that day was an exception. She never imagined that this would become the daily routine day after day starting from yesterday.

The Night King was originally the king of the night, but now, he is just an old man addicted to wine and sex.

Tonight, while drinking, he saw that disgusting figure again: dazzling blond hair, with bandages wrapped around his body...

Ye Wang Fengxian said, "Little ghost, are you here again? I finally managed to save my life, but you still want to ruin it?"

In fact, he thought in his heart: What a strong recovery ability, all the comminuted fractures in his body recovered in less than a day, is it the power of the Nine-Tailed Fox?

The result, obviously, is the same outcome.

Just like this, it repeats every day, fighting, losing, fighting, losing...

I don't know how many times this has happened.

However, after each battle, his strength grew and his speed increased.

He seemed to be evolving in a way that was difficult for ordinary people to understand.

At first, Shizune and Tsunade would take him back to their residence for treatment.

However, as time went on, Tsunade no longer cared about his life or death, and asked Shizune not to interfere in his affairs.

She understood the little devil's purpose.

She just wanted to make that little devil give up.

This world is so cruel. Even if she is known as "one of the three great ninjas", she has no power to change this place.

Standing at the window, looking at the bustling crowd outside, Tsunade said with disdain: "How naive and childish."

That night, the boy dragged his seriously injured body and walked on the street, looking as miserable as a dog that had lost its home.

He took the last few steps and fell to the ground unconscious.

Not long after, several prostitutes took him away and took care of him.

This happens almost every day, with different girls making the same choice.

Even those hands that have served countless men are the cleanest hands that use labor to exchange for food and do good deeds.

This is the daily life of a teenager: coma, waking up, washing, eating, challenging the Night King...

He even lost the time to think, and just stubbornly did what he decided to do.

Isn't it ironic that the people who look down on women the most, the people who discriminate against women the most, and the people who seem to have some kind of hostility towards women, would fight with their lives for the dignity and freedom of prostitutes in the sex industry who are avoided by people and live at the bottom of society?

This is the 17th day. His hair is as red as blood. He is afraid of the sun. His red pupils are like a rabbit.

This is his combat mode, this is the awakening of his bloodline.

He was still in a fighting state, with his fists raised and his eyes staring straight ahead.

His chest heaving due to his disordered breathing and his tattered clothes proved that this battle was very strenuous for him.

There are defeats in war and defeats without war...

War, victory with fighting and victory without fighting...

The loser has nothing.

The winner takes it all.

It was still the same result. Even if it turned into a red form, due to its age, this was the only ending.

The young man fell to the ground covered in blood, and only his slightly opened eyes could prove that he was still conscious.

Not far away, Night King Fengxian was half naked and carrying a huge umbrella.

He said proudly: "Finally, it has become like this! But, it is still far from me."

Suddenly, he seemed to realize something was wrong and his expression turned shocked.

Boom! The huge body half-knelt on the ground, with a hideous face and blood flowing from the corner of its mouth.

"You can actually poison me."

A woman's voice sounded: "Ordinary poisons will not work on you, but..."

This is another woman's voice: "What if it is the poison made by the medical master Tsunade-sama?"

The doors and windows were broken, revealing countless pretty figures.

The boy's repeated battles have captured the hearts of females, and the tragic hero who failed is more likely to win people's hearts.

At some point, his deeds had spread throughout Yoshiwara, and the prostitutes knew that there was a man willing to fight to the death for them, even though he was defeated over and over again.

Young man, what you gain is the power of human heart.

Practice your actions!

Spend your own sweat and blood!

He actually conquered all the women in Yoshiwara!

The righteous will have many supporters, while the unrighteous will have few. The right name will make the words sound, and the words sound will make the things successful. The young people completed the united front with practical actions.

They wield naginata, or bows, crossbows, kunai, and shurikens.

"You ants! How dare you resist me! How dare a domestic dog bite its master, haha..."

Someone shouted, "We are not house dogs!" and threw a kunai.

Then someone shouted, "Today is the day you die!"

Countless roars, countless kunai, bows and arrows, and all kinds of weapons hit the body of Night King Fengxian like heavy rain and sparks.

He roared angrily and stood as unyieldingly as an old lion. This seemed to be the last bit of dignity he wanted to maintain.