I'm a Hokage in Tokyo

Uchiha Ming's descendants will definitely inherit the Sharingan's genetic genes.

But he never expected that his only direct blood relative, Uchiha Senmon, could also open the Sharingan.

I don't know whether it was a circular cause and effect relationship of the chicken coming before the egg, or the egg coming before the chicken, or whether the world line was changed when the system was awakened, tracing the origin of Uchiha Ming's bloodline.

Fortunately, the Uchiha clan in this world has a small population and has only one heir for three generations.

In addition to their branch in their rural hometown in Shizuoka Prefecture, there is another family who were adopted by Uchiha Senmon's uncle and have no blood relationship with them.

Uchiha Ming's grandparents have also passed away.

In other words, Uchiha Senmon's eye opening is a special situation that cannot be replicated.

In this world, apart from them and their son, there is absolutely no way that anyone else could possess the Sharingan.

At this point, it is impossible for Uchiha Ming to dig out the Uchiha Senmon's Sharingan.

Although he did not have deep feelings for his father in this life, he was not as filial as Uchiha Itachi.

Anyway, Uchiha Ming also had a backup plan through the crow swallowed by Uchiha Senmon. Even if Uchiha Senmon was accidentally exposed, he could turn around and ensure that the power of the Sharingan would not be lost.

Let's leave it like this for now.

"Yaoda, you go and protect Uchiha Senmon in secret. He already has a pair of Magatama Sharingan now, so you have to be more careful."

"Quack quack!"

The crow spread its wings and nodded repeatedly.

The Uchiha smiled and threw the Crow Dai into the air, sending a black meteor hurtling towards Tokyo.

"Next..."

Uchiha Ming looked around the island that was materialized by the copy, and the Mangekyō Sharingan appeared in his eyes.

Tianyu is under pressure!

One after another, ancient villagers wearing coarse linen clothes and straw sandals appeared in the deserted village with empty eyes.

"The stage has been set, the extras are in place, and the curtain has been raised. Let's see who will be so lucky to land on the legendary Penglai Island."

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In the morning, the sea was covered with fog, and a medium-sized international cruise ship cut through the waves and headed towards Tokyo Bay.

This is a tourist cruise ship departing from abroad, and its next destination is Tokyo.

A group of young men and women were gathered on the deck chatting and laughing. Among them were Japanese, foreigners with blond hair and blue eyes, and even a dark-skinned black man.

Not far away, a young man wearing a hood and round glasses was facing the sea, looking thoughtful.

"Have you heard that there seems to be a big earthquake in a city in northern Japan?"

"No, the internet said it wasn't an earthquake, it was a giant monster like Hydra that appeared."

"Wow, it's so dangerous. Is Ultraman here?" someone asked in a joking tone.

The war between superhumans in Sapporo has caused a huge uproar in Japan. Contrary to its usual practice, the Japanese government has not suppressed the heat but has remained silent.

Countries rushed to express their condolences to Japan and expressed their willingness to initiate humanitarian assistance. Even South Korea, the country with which Japan had the most hostility, patted its chest and promised to send the largest emergency rescue team to Sapporo for rescue.

It was even more enthusiastic and positive than the 311 earthquake that year. The internationalism shown by various countries deeply moved the uninformed masses.

However, the ungrateful Japanese government rejected all applications for entry by rescue teams from all countries and only allowed the US military and the Self-Defense Forces stationed in Japan to enter Sapporo for "disaster relief."

This incident also made headlines internationally, but on the cruise ship at sea where the signal is poor and information is relatively isolated, many people have not even heard of it.

Even if they have heard of those strange and inhuman creatures, many foreigners are still skeptical.

"Mr. Yakushi Kabuto, oh ha, are you looking at the scenery?"

A handsome yellow-skinned man with a mustache walked out of the crowd. He was dressed trendily and looked to be in his early twenties. He enthusiastically chatted with the young man with round-frame glasses.

"you are?"

"I'm Hirota Tulio. You saved my brother's life yesterday. Have you forgotten, doctor?"

One of Hirota Tulio's friends suddenly fell ill on the cruise ship yesterday. The doctors on the ship were unable to treat him, but fortunately, the pharmacist Dr. Kabuto brought him back to health with his miraculous hands.

It has been more than ten days since Hirota Tulio left the ferry departure point. He has become familiar with most of the passengers on the ferry and made many friends from all over the world. However, he only met this skilled doctor for the first time yesterday.

However, Hirota Tulio did not take it seriously. Perhaps the doctor had just boarded the ferry at the previous stop, or he had been staying in the room since boarding the ferry.

He noticed that Yakushi Kou was looking at the sea whenever he had free time on the deck, so he came up to talk to him out of curiosity.

"Mr. Kabuto Yakushi, what are you planning to do in Japan this time?"

The sea breeze blew the hood of the pharmacist's hood, and his eyes were once again attracted by the sea. He said lightly:

"I'm here to look for something."

"Oh, Mr. Kabuto Yakushi is also here to trace his roots in Japan like me?" Hirota Tulio's eyes lit up.

Hirota Tulio is a Japanese-Brazilian. Brazil is the country with the second largest number of Japanese people in the world after the United States, with nearly two million Japanese people living there.

Although Hirota Tulio had never been to Japan, he had longed for this spiritual homeland and learned fluent Japanese from his parents.

"hehe."

Yakushi Kabuto gave a meaningful smile.

At this moment, a sudden cry of surprise was heard from the crowd on the deck.

"Wow, so beautiful!"

"What island is this?"

I saw a huge shadow suddenly emerging in the thick fog.

Looking closely, it is an island that looks like a fairyland on earth.

Although most of it is surrounded by fog, you can still make out the white and fine beach, lush forests and towering handsome peaks.

It is like a paradise isolated from the world and untainted by the dust.

"Captain, what do you see that?!"

"Hey, we're almost in Tokyo Bay, why is there an island?"

The captain and other sailors in the cabin looked at each other in disbelief.

For safety reasons, international cruise ships have fixed routes. This cruise ship has made this trip more than once or twice, and has never seen this beautiful island like the one in the picture.

Even if human memory is inaccurate, it is never recorded on the nautical chart.

The captain muttered to himself as he checked the route, but after checking it several times, he found that the route had not deviated.

Is it a mirage?

"Captain, what should we do now?"

"Record the coordinates and leave like this."

The captain was mature and prudent, and had no intention of going to the island to find out what was going on.

Even if he didn't know whether this dreamlike island really existed or not, it had nothing to do with him. His job was only to take the passengers to Tokyo.

"Oh no, Captain! There seems to be something wrong with the boat's engine, it won't move!"

"What? You bunch of losers, how do you normally maintain the boat?"

After a chaotic inspection, the captain received good news and bad news.

The bad news is that the ferry's propulsion turbine seems to be blocked by something and the ferry cannot move forward. The good news is that the ferry is not at risk of sinking.

"Damn it! We were about to reach Tokyo Bay, and something like this happened!"

The maintenance of the passenger ship is beyond their capabilities, but fortunately this place is not far from Tokyo Bay. If they ask the Coast Guard for help, rescue will arrive soon.

"Go and inform the passengers on the ship that we have had a minor accident and need to stay here for a while. Please be patient."

After arranging the first mate to handle it, the captain held his pipe in his mouth with a complicated expression, looking at the island not far away, with a hint of gloom on his face.

After discovering this unnamed island, the passenger ship unexpectedly stopped immediately. Is it really just a coincidence?

An ominous premonition flashed through his mind.

Half an hour later, a sailor came to the captain to report:

"Captain, a few tourists are bored and would like to rent the life raft on our ship to visit the island. What do you think?"

"Fart, no!"

The captain immediately blew his beard and glared, slapped the sailor on the forehead, then reached into his pocket and grabbed a stack of colorful banknotes.

"Did you accept their tips to come here to pass on the message? Damn, you are just bored. You don't even know what this island is called, and you still want to go there to play? Whose responsibility is it if an accident happens?!"

The crew member walked out of the captain's room with sad faces.

Ten minutes later, the crew member rushed in, sweating profusely, gasping for breath and saying:

"Captain, it's bad! Those tourists secretly lowered the lifeboat and got off the ship!"

"Damn it! These little bastards! Chase them!"

The captain suddenly flew into a rage and started cursing.

At the same time, an orange six-person lifeboat was paddling towards the unnamed island.

"Would it be inappropriate for us to just run to the island like this?" a girl with long hair said uneasily.

"What's the big deal? The distance from the boat to the island is only a few hundred meters, and the sea is calm. What's the risk?"

Some people disagreed.

"It's not the first time I've taken this ferry back to China. This place is not far from Tokyo Bay. It's a different era now, so there are no dangerous deserted islands. Besides, if there is any danger, the people on the ferry will not ignore it. At worst, there is the Coast Guard."

"It's so beautiful, I can't believe it! I've traveled all over the world and have never seen such a beautiful island. How can I miss this opportunity!"

A white girl with a camera on her back said excitedly.

A black man beside him was panting, waving his arms, paddling the boat, and riding the wind and waves.

"Mr. Yakushi Kabuto, I didn't expect you to come to the island with us."

Hirota Tulio looked at the young man wearing round glasses and there was some surprise on his face.

After all, Mr. Kabuto Yakushi looked like a very calm and composed person.

"This Penglai Island is what I'm looking for."

Hirota Tulio frowned, somewhat puzzled. At this moment, one of his companions on the life raft shouted:

"Oh no, those crew members are catching up with us!"

Hirota Tulio quickly looked back and saw another rescue boat being lowered from the passenger ship. It was filled with crew members in sailor uniforms, who were rowing towards them while shouting and cursing.

"Antonio! Row faster!"

Hirota Tulio quickly turned around and shouted to the big black man sitting in the last row of the life raft.

"Umibozu!"

"monster!"

Suddenly, the crew on the lifeboat behind started shouting in fear.

Before Hirota Tulio even had time to look back, a huge hand made of condensed sea water suddenly emerged from the sea. It was as big as a house and overturned the lifeboat with just a slap downwards.

"GuluGulu——"

Hirota Tulio is an excellent swimmer, otherwise he would not have dared to organize people to go to the island. However, in the whirlpool, his hands and feet were cold and he could not move, and sank into the sea.

His consciousness was drifting further and further away, and when he was about to drown, he vaguely saw a tall, scaly figure holding him back.

"Mermaid?"

Chapter 268 Chapter 269 Half-Demon Fishing Light

The firewood in the campfire crackled softly, the flames licked the hanging pot under the beam, and the miso soup in the pot bubbled up, giving off an enticing aroma.

With their clothes half dry, Hirota Tulio and the black man sat on the tatami, warming themselves around the campfire.

On the other side, a pretty black-haired girl with bandages wrapped around her body and face was stirring the miso soup in the pot with a spoon.

"Arigato, Miss Fishing Fire."