I'm drawing manga in Naruto

However, he said he stopped mainly because of an uninvited guest.

Kazami Hatake was slightly taken aback, but then he also sensed the arrival of the people from Sunagakure.

"Okay, everyone take a rest."

Kazeki waved his hand, signaling everyone to go back and rest to replenish their energy.

Akabane lay down and took a nap on the bench before Suna arrived.

He admitted that he had underestimated Kazami Hatake.

As the head of the Hatake clan, he is quite comprehensive in training and guidance. Even though Akabane claims to be helping Yuhi Shinku train in illusion magic, he cannot escape his clutches.

Yes, it's a real illusion.

For most of the day, as long as the others could hold on, he had to repeatedly use the Real Illusion, ostensibly to challenge his limits.

However, I have to admit that I have become more refined in my control of chakra.

dong dong dong~

A knock sounded on the door, and Akabane snapped his fingers.

However, this was not Konoha. The family's caravan had gone out to set up a stall, while the rest of the family went upstairs to rest, leaving only Akabane and Hatake Kazami downstairs.

The knocking continued, and Akabane finally remembered what had happened.

As he stood up, Kazami Hatake had already reached the door.

"I'm sorry... Um, Mr. Kazami, I didn't expect you to come in person."

Suna apologized politely, bowing his head, but then noticed that the person who opened the door had long legs and dressed completely differently from Akabane and the others.

Looking up, I realized it was Kazami Hatake.

"It's nothing, everyone's just tired."

After opening the door, Kazami Hatake turned around and sat down.

Suna glanced inside and found that only Akabane and Kazami Hatake were on the first floor.

What about the rest?

"Ah, it's Sasuke-kun. Sorry, I just fell asleep and didn't hear you at all."

Akabane looked sleepy.

His exhaustion was half an act; in reality, he still had enough energy to unleash two or three more real illusions containing eight people each.

"It's alright, it's alright. It seems you've gone through a tough training session."

Suna glanced at the venue, his heart filled with doubt.

There was absolutely no trace of training or activity.

"No, I want to sleep every day."

Akabane sat up, his eyes vacant. He glanced at him, then pointed to his seat, too lazy to say anything.

Suna calmed down and stopped paying too much attention to his surroundings, lest they notice something.

He sat down, thought for a moment, and then said, "To promote comics, the teacher has decided to set up a comic bookshelf on the first floor of the building that everyone can read. The teacher sent me here to ask for your opinion."

"That's a really good suggestion. If you don't mind, I'd like to donate all the comics I brought with me this time as a small token of my appreciation."

Akabane, of course, didn't mind.

Before setting off for the Land of Wind, he had no intention of taking much money from these stingy people's pockets.

"Um... I feel so bad about that."

Suna was stunned.

What use are a hundred comic books to him? They only add up to ten thousand taels of silver.

We didn't get any key intelligence at all.

"It's nothing. The friendship between the two countries of Wind and Fire will last forever. A few comic books are nothing."

Akabane smiled and said some polite words.

Sakae was momentarily speechless, unable to refuse. After a moment of hesitation, he could only ask again, "Then I have a personal question..."

"Comics are how I entered the Land of Wind. Feel free to ask me any questions."

Akabane said very generously.

"I heard you held a comic convention in the Land of Fire. What's that?"

While asking questions, Suna continued to observe.

Unfortunately, apart from Akabane looking exhausted, as if his chakra and mental energy were greatly depleted, he didn't see anyone else at all.

What are these people up to?!

Kazami Hatake gave a cold laugh, got up and went upstairs.

Did you go upstairs?

As expected, they were undergoing secret training and didn't want them to know, so they were hiding in the house.

Suna thought to himself.

His unease was palpable even to those upstairs, let alone Akabane and Kazami, who were directly facing him.

Akabane waited until his gaze shifted away from Kazami Hatake before smiling slightly and saying, "Comic conventions are actually gatherings for manga enthusiasts to share their manga-related works, cosplay, and shows."

"I see... Role-playing, performing, hmm, not bad..."

No, I'm here to observe them!

Sasuke shook his head, trying to banish the imagined scene from his mind.

Before he could change the subject...

"If you're worried about not knowing how, there's no need to. I have someone here who is very familiar with the convention process and I can lend him to you."

Akabane said.

"Skilled, talented?"

Suna was bewildered, not knowing how they got to this topic.

"Yes, it's that white-haired ninja named Jiraiya."

Akabane smiled and said, "Don't let his appearance fool you, he's actually a very reliable person in the manga."

White-haired ninja?

Suna thought carefully and finally remembered who Jiraiya was.

Does that guy even have anything to do with reliability?

If someone who can draw those kinds of inappropriate comics is entrusted with hosting a comic convention, who knows what kind of persecution the Sand Village will suffer.

Sakae felt a chill run down his spine at the thought, his lips twitched, and he immediately said, "The village isn't planning to hold a comic convention for the time being. I'm just asking privately. I'll contact you again if I need anything."

"I see. Is there anything else?"

Akabane yawned, as if reminding Sunako of something.

"I'm sorry to have disturbed your rest. That's all."

Suna got up, turned around and left.

He knew his scheme had been seen through, and it was impossible for him to get any information out of the world.

Staying here will only waste time and energy; it's better to give up sooner and go back to doing your own thing.

"continue."

No sooner had Sunagi left than Kazami Hatake's voice came down from upstairs, giving him no chance to rest at all.

"Great! I can't wait to protect Konoha Village."

Jiraiya was the first to run out, followed closely by the others, who quickly emerged from the room and gathered on the first floor.

Akabane sneered and said, "Protect Konoha Village? No, I've just come up with a new idea that I guarantee you'll be satisfied."

"What's the idea?"

As soon as Zi Xiao opened her mouth, she felt a sense of disorientation.

Illusion?

Has it already started?

He was secretly surprised—Chiyu's illusions were becoming increasingly difficult to guard against.

After a moment of disorientation, I opened my eyes and found myself in a vast desert.

They had experienced this scenario several times in just over a day, and were already used to it.

"This game is called Desert Survival."

"Food, weapons, and intelligence are all in this desert. Go find them, and only those who find them will survive!"

Just like the voice in the previous virtual illusion.

But this time, it was completely different from before.

Zixiao looked around and quickly confirmed her location—this was the place they had passed on their way from the Land of Rivers to Sunagakure.

Food and weapons are understandable, but what do you mean by intelligence?

He pondered to himself, but did not let his guard down because of this—since it was a matter of survival, the enemy could appear at any time.

"Let's head towards Sunagakure first; we might find some clues there."

Zi Xiao made up her mind in no time.

Scenes like this occur simultaneously in various parts of the illusion.

"I see. The one who gets the intelligence first can seize the initiative."

Orochimaru smiled upon hearing this, then used his summoning technique to summon a swarm of small snakes, which began searching the desert.

"We need to find intelligence first, otherwise we won't know anything about the background of the illusion."

Everyone made decisions quickly. Even Jiraiya, who was usually the most unreliable, quickly determined his location and headed towards Sunagakure.

They didn't know what this illusion was, but according to the clues, the most important thing was undoubtedly intelligence.

At the same time, intelligence gathering is also the most important part of the ninja war!

Chapter 117 begins, the journey to escape the poison gas.

"What's it this time?"

Kazami Hatake sat down, a hint of curiosity in his eyes.

Even though the other party was Sakumo's father and the Jonin leading the team, Akabane still chose to remain silent.

You're so curious!

He cursed in his heart.

Desert Illusion – this is the illusion transformation that Akabane has been thinking about since entering the Land of Wind.

However, he had never been able to achieve perfect control before.

After using the Real Illusion continuously throughout the day, he gradually felt that he could do it.

of course……

Given Akabane's personality, he originally didn't want things to go through so much trouble, but who knew these guys would become so obsessed with protecting Konoha!

"I guess, the desert."

Kazami Hatake closed his eyes, seemingly unconcerned about what was actually in the illusion.

However, if they truly didn't care, they wouldn't go to the trouble of guessing.

Akabane remained silent, his attention entirely focused on the illusion—such a large illusion placed a considerable strain on his mental energy.

Moreover, with his ability to view illusions, it felt almost like watching a live stream.