Double-transformation: I, Sakura Haruno! Will crush the pirates!

Maki gritted his teeth, blood trickling from the corner of his mouth.

At this moment, Sunagakure has truly reached a dead end. Its only Kage-level warrior has died in battle, the new generation is still growing, and the old guard is nearing the end of their lives.

The once mighty Sand Village has been reduced to the point where it needs a captured Jonin to hold its own.

Sunagakure can no longer withstand any more turmoil.

For now, he could only take the pen from Sakura and sign the agreement on behalf of Sunagakure.

From the moment the agreement takes effect, Konoha will be able to begin accumulating good deeds and benefiting the Land of Wind.

"Thank you so much, Konoha!"

Having received so much good fortune, Maki bowed deeply to Sakura before hurriedly leading his men back to Sunagakure.

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Three days later.

Dark clouds spread like the tide, and lightning bolts swirled and undulated across the sky.

Thunder roared, sending the first wave of condolences for the victims of Konoha.

Inside the Haruno residence, Sakura, dressed entirely in black, pushed open the door.

Rain began to fall from the sky, and Naruto and Sasuke were already waiting for her on the way to the Hokage Building.

The three of them headed north, and along the way, more and more villagers came to participate in the memorial service.

Finally, the Hokage Building and the surrounding roads were completely blocked.

At the top of the building, Sakura saw the photo placed in the center, surrounded by the remains of many victims.

Tsunade, who succeeded as the Fifth Hokage, presided over the ceremony. After reciting the prayer, the building was opened to ordinary villagers so that they could enter and offer flowers.

"Old man, get some rest!"

Sakura placed a bouquet of white chrysanthemums and silently mourned over the photograph.

Was Hiruzen Sarutobi a good Hokage?

Perhaps his lack of decisiveness as a leader led to many tragedies, which was his shortcoming.

But he single-handedly created decades of peace in Konoha, and countless ordinary villagers spontaneously mourned him after his death. At least he did a decent job as Hokage.

"Sakura, if I were stronger, would Grandpa the Third Hokage not have to die?"

The rain made the boy's golden hair hang down, and tears mixed with the raindrops dripped to the ground.

"Old man... the Third Hokage chose to die."

So don't bow your head, stand tall, and look ahead! Don't let down what he left behind!

Sakura stepped forward and wiped the 'raindrops' from Naruto's eyes.

"Yeah, I understand!" Naruto shook the water off his head and took a deep breath. "Sakura, I'm going to go out for training with the Perverted Sage. When I come back, I'll definitely surpass you!"

"Hmph, even if you train for another ten years, you still won't be able to surpass her at your current level."

Sasuke, who was standing nearby, heard Naruto's words and almost instinctively retorted.

"What did you say! How dare a mere kidney-deficient assistant speak so arrogantly!"

Naruto, clenching his fists and baring his shark teeth, roared at Sasuke.

"You loser, you have the nerve to talk to me like that? Want to fight?"

"Let's fight! Today, let's establish Naruto's status as the number two figure in Team 7!"

Two boys, one in black and one in gold, were fighting. Sakura leaned against the railing, watching their noisy antics, and smiled.

The old windmill finally began to turn, and Konoha did not weaken because of Hiruzen Sarutobi's passing.

Meanwhile, the four major powers, having lost many political figures and dignitaries, erupted into a fierce power struggle.

Amidst the chaos, the ninjas, following their pre-prepared plan, influenced the situation.

The Land of Lightning and the Land of Earth first had four or five border conflicts, which almost escalated into war.

Meanwhile, uprisings broke out repeatedly in the Land of Water due to the soaring prices of daily necessities.

After the last Wind Kingdom emptied its coffers, its survival resources were completely monopolized by the Fire Kingdom, and it was utterly reduced to a puppet state.

Meanwhile, the leaders of various countries were busy vying for power and profit, and they did not notice these changes happening quietly. The entire ninja world was gradually sliding into chaos.

That night, Sakura stood on the roof of her house, arms outstretched, basking in the raging wind and rain blowing from the horizon.

"Are you ready, guys?"

Of course!

【~】

"Then, let's set sail!"

[Notification: Achievement points have been deducted, and the shuttle function has been activated!]

Current Achievement Points Balance: 1500

"Hey, why are there more...?"

A dazzling rainbow descended, abruptly ending the girl's questioning, as her figure was swallowed up by the storm.

Chapter 155 Arrival, Return to the Sea!

In the year 1510 of the Haiyuan Calendar, in the southwestern part of the North Sea, on Abbot Island.

Amidst the roar of the torrential rain, surging waves, carrying debris and rags, crashed into the turbulent currents, churning endlessly.

The bad weather kept the island's fishermen from going out to sea, so a large group of burly men with nowhere to vent their energy gathered in the tavern, enjoying their rare leisure time with drinks and cheap tobacco.

"Drink it all, drink it all, Ushi!"

"Go! Get him, Sata!"

Two burly, dark-skinned fishermen were locked in a fierce struggle in the center, while fishermen outside cheered them on.

Outside the crowd, a black-haired girl wearing a cowboy hat and carrying a backpack sat in the corner of the bar, sipping a cocktail and gazing absently at the storm outside the window.

Sata, who had knocked his opponent out of the water on the high platform, stumbled to his feet, basking in the admiring gazes of the crowd.

His smug gaze swept over his territory, when he suddenly noticed a rebellious gaze that dared not be directed at him.

He pushed through the crowd and stumbled toward the girl, smashing a glass of wine in front of her. Just as he was about to speak, he caught a glimpse of the girl's intelligent and mature face beneath her hat brim.

Instantly, the profanity that was about to escape his lips turned into a polite greeting: "Beautiful lady, I wonder if I, Sata, would have the honor of inviting you to drink with me?"

The fishermen burst into laughter, envying Sata's romantic encounter, and shoved each other as they scattered.

However, the girl didn't spare Sata any attention, which made the man lose face.

Under the combined influence of alcohol, low-quality tobacco, and the oppressive environment of oxygen deprivation, Sata gradually became rude.

"Hey woman, don't push your luck!"

Sata raised his hand, completely unaware that the petals fluttering behind him were gathering.

Just as the gentle yet murderous hand was raised, a torrent of intense light flashed briefly before Sata's eyes.

"Ah, my eyes, my eyes! Ahhh!"

The sound of two heavy objects falling to the ground rang out, and Sata's shrill screams woke up many of the drunkards. However, they looked over in confusion, did not notice Sata on the ground, and quickly turned their gaze away.

The girl in the cowboy hat who had fallen to the ground felt a weight on her and looked down.

Upon discovering the pink color in her arms, she was immediately overjoyed.

"Ugh, where did this damn system get me now?"

Sakura opened her blurry eyes, and what came into view was the dim light of the tavern.

"Still the same as before, Sakura?"

Amidst a mix of helplessness and the joy of reunion, the girl, holding Sakura who was about the same size as before, pulled her cowboy hat down and gave her a childlike smile.

Upon seeing the girl's face clearly, Sakura's eyes widened. "You are, Luo... um!"

"Don't call me by my full name. I'm wanted by the World Government. Being too conspicuous will attract pursuers."

After explaining in a low voice, Robin released Sakura, allowing her to breathe in fresh air and gasp for breath.

"How have you been all these years? How are your mother, Dr. Clover, and the scholars of O'Hara? And why are you wanted by the police?"

The man groaning on the ground had disappeared without a trace, and the two girls got up from the ground.

Robin raised his hand and asked the tavern owner to bring over some drinks, and the two of them sat down at the table and started chatting.

“My mother and Dr. Claude conducted research in Visalia. Some scholars followed Sauro to Elbaf, and others joined the revolutionary army.”

Robin smiled and explained to Sakura, even affectionately wiping the beer foam from the corner of the girl's mouth.

"That's good, that's good!"

Hearing from a long-lost friend that her old friend was doing well, Sakura was overwhelmed with emotion.

As for me...

Robin interlaced his fingers and rested them on his chin, a sly glint in his deep blue eyes as he kept Sakura in suspense.

"Uh-huh!"

Sakura raised her neck to follow her drawn-out tone.

"Hehe, I've set sail! As an archaeologist, I'm excavating the past around the world."

Now eighteen years old, the beautiful young woman from Ohara took out her glasses, put them on, and pretended to push them up to Sakura.

She didn't need to elaborate further; Sakura could roughly deduce her experiences over the years.

Given the World Government's incompetence, the thought of an Ohara archaeologist dancing on their incredibly sensitive skin would surely make them want to kill him.

“Robin…”

Sakura grabbed her hand.

"This is my own choice, and I am prepared for it!"

Robin's gentle gaze held an unwavering determination that brooked no refusal.

"Also, we should run too!"

"what?"

Sakura, who was puzzled, was about to ask more questions when a rainbow of spectral light flashed in her pupils.

Instinct made her grab Robin's waist and pull, and then several swirling gusts of air rushed in from the storm, smashing the tavern walls and turning the spot where the two had been standing into dust.

A man dressed in a black suit and a black overcoat stormed into the tavern with a group of men armed with guns and cannons.

Seeing that things were not going well, the patrons around them hurriedly slipped out of the tavern through the windows and back door, and the tavern became empty in less than three breaths.

"Bounty of 6000 million Berries, Ohara scholar, Nico Robin!"

Rob Lucci, also eighteen years old and CP's strongest genius in eight hundred years, was holding a bounty poster and looking down at the woman on the wanted poster in front of him.

Although the enemy is a troublesome ability user who has repeatedly escaped the Navy's pursuit, he is ultimately just a scholar.

The central intelligence department was also making a big fuss, actually sending out such a valuable combat force to hunt down a weak woman.

"In the name of justice, we are arresting you today. If you dare to resist, you will be killed without mercy!"

Lowering his center of gravity, Lucci raised his left arm to shield his face, while pointing his right index finger at Robin in front of him.

"Oh dear, this is dangerous! But I still have dreams to fulfill, I can't just be arrested like this!"

Robin answered Lucci in her characteristically elegant and quiet tone.

But Lucci saw this unhurried demeanor as a provocation.

"Then go to die!"

With practiced ease, Lucci's figure flashed through the air as he executed the Six Styles of Shave.

He aimed his right finger gun at Robin's forehead and thrust it out without hesitation.