Naruto: Fooling the Ninja World, I'm Hailed as a Savior

On the border of the Land of Fire adjacent to the Land of Hot Water, a Konoha detachment was stationed. Due to the camp's proximity to the sea, the rain here was heavier compared to the drizzling rain within the Land of Fire.

Falling raindrops splattered on the ground, making it seem as though it was raining from both the sky and the earth. Strong winds, carrying the downpour, continuously buffeted the camp, straightening the Konoha flags and making the tents rustle fiercely in the wind and rain.

Whoosh!

Inside a tent, a fire burned warmly, dispelling not only the darkness of the night but also the chill in the air, bringing a hint of comforting warmth. Two figures lay peacefully asleep on beds beside the fire, eyes closed. Another two figures sat by the window, keeping watch.

Danzō had initially brought four squads of Root ninjas to the border camp. When returning to Konoha, he took two squads, leaving only two.

The two ninjas on watch duty lifted a pot of sake from the stove, pouring the liquid into bowls with a sloshing sound. As steam rose, and they caught the warm scent of the sake, their eyes narrowed slightly.

"Good sake," the female Root ninja remarked, taking a sip.

"This is a specialty bought from the Land of Hot Water. If Lord Danzō hadn't sent word that we can return to the village tomorrow morning, I wouldn't have shared it with you," the other male Root ninja, more jovial, joked.

In truth, Konoha ninjas had three prohibitions: the first was against luxury, the second against lust, and the third was against alcohol. However, ninjas were also human and needed to release stress. These three prohibitions were more or less touched upon; if there were no demand, the entertainment district of FUNFUN Street wouldn't be built near Konoha Village, and even Hiruzen Sarutobi was a seasoned connoisseur of such establishments in his youth. This was even more true for Root ninjas. If they didn't vent the negative emotions accumulated in their hearts, their mental state would gradually collapse.

Of course, even while secretly drinking, the two did not neglect their vigilance. After all, relations between the Hidden Cloud and Konoha were tense now; they wouldn't joke with their lives.

"Drink less," the female Root ninja said.

"It's fine, the sensory barrier is always on." The male ninja seemed quite fed up with the harsh life at the border. Knowing they could return to the village tomorrow, he couldn't help but feel a surge of emotion. Hearing this, the female ninja didn't press further but also put down her sake bowl.

Pitter-patter… pitter-patter…

A sound, like raindrops falling from the eaves and shattering on the ground, reached their ears. The sound wasn't strange. But the female ninja inexplicably felt a sense of unease. She instinctively frowned, carefully looking out of the tent. All she saw was the raging wind and rain, the hazy rain mist obscuring vision, yet the sensory barrier hadn't warned them.

What's wrong? Where is this feeling that something isn't right coming from? Is something missing? Or is something extra?

"..."

After a moment of silence, the female ninja scanned outside the tent, reaching out to nudge her companion beside her. "Hoshi, something seems off."

But the next instant, as she applied slight pressure, she suddenly felt the force in her hand become empty.

Thud… thud-thud…

The female ninja instinctively turned her head and saw her companion toppling sideways, his joyful face sliding off his head with a series of crisp sounds like a football hitting the ground, leaving a trail of blood as it rolled. In that brief moment, the female ninja suddenly realized what was wrong.

A breathing sound was missing. The breathing was too faint. Of the four people in the tent, only she remained. A faint scent of blood had been added, growing stronger with the wind. It wasn't from outside the tent, but from inside.

But by now, it was too late.

Pfft.

A glint of cold light, reflecting the dim light, flashed. Inside the translucent tent, a few drops of blood splattered onto the fabric. Hyuga Kawa, clad in black robes, hung upside down above the two. He withdrew his joined index and middle fingers from the female ninja's head, a thin layer of chakra blade condensed on his fingers.

"Root ninjas truly aren't as perceptive as Anbu ninjas."

Hyuga Kawa's peripheral vision swept over the two figures on the two beds behind him, their heads also pierced, now lifeless.

The raindrop sound the female ninja heard earlier was actually the sound of these two people's blood dripping. If they hadn't trusted their sensory barrier so much, perhaps they would have discovered the abnormality sooner.

But who would have thought Hyuga Kawa could mask his presence so effectively? Even Pain had to detour around Konoha's barriers.

Hyuga Kawa had spent another thousand points on the way, further enhancing the "Shadow Robe"'s sensory-blocking effect. In terms of stealth ability, perhaps only a very few individuals could compare to him.

"Too bad, wasted a 'puppet'."

Hyuga Kawa regretfully glanced at the headless corpse, storing it in a scroll. Then, he used the Heart Wheel Binding God Seal to control the other three corpses.

This ability couldn't prevent corpses from decaying, so if they couldn't be made into human puppets, these three corpses would rot soon.

Moreover, without Otsutsuki Toneri's massive Tenseigan, he couldn't control nearly a hundred puppets like Toneri with his current abilities. His current limit was ten puppets. And Hyuga Hiashi was still alive, controlling a living person occupied five "slots."

"But, it's enough."

Hyuga Kawa looked at the three puppets kneeling before him, giving them instructions to mimic their actions in life and await orders. Then, he silently chanted again in his mind: "Manifestation – Otsutsuki Ruins."

[Please enter coordinates.]

"Coordinates – 1000 meters underground, 119°17'13.202" East Longitude, 54°12'12.115" North Latitude…" Hyuga Kawa silently recited the agreed-upon coordinates between the Hidden Cloud and Konoha.

[Please enter layout.]

"Layout – Five-layered underground palace structure, cannot be perceived by sensory abilities. Each layer requires chakra absorption to open, with more chakra needed for deeper layers. A Ten-Tails stone carving is at the entrance, with a stele at the base inscribed with 'Otsutsuki Kawa's' inscription. Inscription content…"

Hyuga Kawa pondered, roughly sketching the imagined underground palace ruins in his mind. After several additions, the system's voice finally stopped asking for details.

[Cost: 13000 Reality Points. Manifest?]

"..." Hyuga Kawa's eye twitched. "How much did you say?" This was the first time he was manifesting such a large "project."

[Cost: 13000 Reality Points. Manifest?]

"You're really trying to drain me, aren't you?" Hyuga Kawa took a sharp breath. After a moment of silence, he asked inwardly, "What if I only manifest the overall structure of the underground palace, the entrance, and the entrance details I mentioned, with immense chakra needed to open it?"

[Cost: 3000 Reality Points. Manifest?]

Hearing this, Hyuga Kawa's eyes flickered slightly. After a long deliberation, he thought about his Shadow Robe. Although the system was always pricey, it seemed to consistently deliver excellent value, perfectly fitting his needs and even adding some details…

"You can't catch a wolf without sacrificing a cub."

At this thought, Hyuga Kawa's pupils narrowed. He said in a deep voice, "Manifest!"

[Deducting 3000 Reality Points. Remaining Reality Points: 10651.]

The next moment, as the system prompt echoed in his mind, Hyuga Kawa felt the ground beneath his feet tremble.

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