Reborn with Naruto In Tokyo, Japan

"right here."

The monk stood in the alleyway of the town and frowned. He felt the irregular beating of the heart and blood since he entered the town.

The deeper it went, the more obvious this uncoordinated discomfort became, and even the scalp was numb and aching.

There is basically no so-called sanitation concept in wet and poisonous cities and towns. Garbage is piled up everywhere on the streets, and dirt is also piled up in the sewers. This kind of garbage piled up in the mountains needs to be cleaned up by untouchable employees every once in a while. , and it is impossible to take care of all corners and corners.

He squatted down and put his palms against the city ground regardless of the dirt on the ground.

"Plop, plop."

Not knowing whether it was the beating of the heart or the beating of the ground, San Zan could hear this shocking thumping sound, and the monk had completely shrouded in an ominous premonition.

San Zan stood up with a serious face, the tall figure did not lie to him.

Even he, an ordinary wandering monk who has just become extraordinary, can sense that there will be terror coming here. If there is no accident, there should be the terrifying existence in the mouth of the tall figure underground.

The pedestrians on the street knew nothing about the catastrophe that was about to happen, and they were still doing their own things in an orderly manner.

Since he started running, San Zan has been counting the time. Based on the number of days mentioned by the tall figure, there are still five days at most, or even shorter.

Everyone must be evacuated as much as possible, and then...

Then the three burials are not clear, forcing out the terrifying existence underground?

But according to what the Xiao organization said, a little movement of the underground existence will cause a huge earthquake, even if it is forced out of the ground, the ensuing earthquake will kill ordinary people.

This is an unsolvable situation, and the best option is to expel all the residents first.

The monk thought about it for a while. It would not be difficult to simply scare all the residents away, but it would definitely attract the attention of the government. Before we could face the terrorist existence underground, we had to deal with the possible attack of the government first.

However... this seems to be all right. Judging from the battles he participated in in Siberia, the modern technology mastered by ordinary people still poses a fatal threat to the extraordinary.

It can drive away tigers and wolves, and let the wet and poisonous government deal with the underground existence.

"This matter should be discussed in the long run." San Zan Station no longer rushed in the town, but his attention was suddenly attracted by the TV in the roadside shop.

It's not that this TV has any eye-catching black technology. From the appearance, it's just a TV with a big head in the last century, but the pictures and poisonous English played on the TV caught Sanbu's brain.

At first glance, a TV anchor of a high caste is sitting in front of the TV camera, and a small window on the side is connected to a famous professor wearing glasses.

An advisory program that provides commentary and criticism on the latest news.

"Professor Udayakumar, what do you think of the discussion at the United Nations meeting today on the issue of nuclear weapons dropped by the United States?"

"Yeah." The professor in the small window nodded, "It's been a while since the release of nuclear weapons. We can see that the UN's response to this incident is extremely slow..."

Shidu people don't have a good impression of the United Nations. After all, joining the permanent council is Shidu's long-cherished wish.

"But in the case of the United States dropping nuclear weapons..."

On the TV, the two started a discussion about the release of nuclear weapons. You talked to me and quickly sorted out the cause and effect of the incident.

However, it is only the cause and effect that ordinary people can know. It seems that the ultimate weapon in the sky over Washington was involved, and the surface fleet was completely destroyed. These things seemed to have never happened, and no one in the world's mainstream media reported them.

Ordinary people have no channels to know the real secrets.

The store owner was not very interested in the news, and after a few glances, he got up to turn off the TV.

No matter how terrible the news event is, as long as it doesn’t happen around me, it lacks the personal fear at close range. In addition to cursing and expressing the domineering power of the United States, the people of Mexilica are so unlucky, so it’s better to seriously think about what to eat tonight.

"Please don't turn off the TV."

Seeing that the store was going to turn off the TV, Monk Sanbu hurriedly said.

He unconsciously brought voice ninjutsu to this call, and the shouted voice converged into a line, like a real impact forward, instantly making the shopkeeper's head buzzing and dizzy for a short time.

"Oh, you, look." The dark-skinned shopkeeper patted his head with his hands, not knowing what happened to him unexpectedly.

Could it be that there is a disease in the body and brain?

The two people talking on the TV talked to each other, and the discussion was very enthusiastic, but the two of them sat in the position of Amelika from the beginning. Although they did not clearly defend Amelika in their words, they did Indifference before violence is itself a silent accomplice.

"Amelika?" Sanzan stood there dumbfounded, his mind was full of the information he just received.

Just because he wanted to kill a Transcendent, he chose to be buried with hundreds of thousands of people?

San Zan felt that he was in the coldest ice spring in the world, from the outside and inside, the life activities of the whole body were suppressed to the minimum.

Perhaps because he is an islander, San Zan is extremely sensitive to the term nuclear weapons, but he does not think that nuclear weapons decades ago were unjust atrocities.

When the front-line troops are carrying out sensational acts of brutality, ordinary people in the rear seem not to be directly involved in it, but it is the rear that is enjoying the dividends brought by the war.

The continuous production of weapons, equipment and supplies for the front, every bullet, every helmet, every teenager who has completed military training and is ready to go to the battlefield at any time, the rear is also the front.

Under such circumstances, the final weapons dropped on Hiroshima and Nagasaki have exerted their due power and justice, but the final weapons detonated on the land of Mexilica, Sanbu can't find anything worthy of praise place.

What's even more paradoxical is that in the face of this kind of anti-human behavior, countries all over the world just stand by and watch. The general attitude can be seen from the reactions of two public figures on the wet TV.

Taking the country as a unit, these political entities are completely on the same front, and each mouthpiece is responsible for spreading the will of the country, brainwashing the bottom people like missionaries. Isn't this not that the nuclear-armed countries are preparing for their possible actions in the future. If Amelika dares to risk the disgrace of the world, it will be much more normal for them to make the same choice again.

San Zan's chest heaved violently, and he tried his best to calm himself down. The anti-human nuclear explosion has already occurred, and there is no way to make up for this problem. Bless innocent locals.

The locals have no sense of crisis at all, at least from the perspective of Sanjian.

"Who did you hear the news from?"

"It doesn't matter who I heard it from, but it must be true."

"Don't listen to other people's nonsense. This kind of lie will appear every once in a while, and the results are all false."

"It's absolutely true that a catastrophe is about to happen."

Three Burial passed two local residents, and one of them was carrying a big bag on his shoulders, and his daily necessities could be taken away with just one bag.

"If you believe it, then go, I don't believe it."

"You, you are such an idiot."

These two people use the local aboriginal language, let alone the ears of the three burials, even people in other Shidu local states hear it as an alien language. After all, Shidu has hundreds of ethnic groups and more than 2,000 local languages In China, the official Hindi-speaking population only accounts for 30% of the country.

San Zan looked at the crowd on the street worriedly, and quickly made a decision in his heart.

It doesn't matter if it attracts the attention of the government!

He opened his legs and swung the tattered robe on his body, and the rags that tightly wrapped his face fluttered behind him.

The streets were crowded with people, and the humid weather and the crowds formed an invisible, breathless oppression. There seemed to be a breath of decay in the air that passed through people's breaths.

The monk took three steps at a time and made two steps at a time. Compared with the locals, his tall figure was like a skater's loach, weaving through the crowd. He almost collided with pedestrians a few times, but he was still able to dodge him cleverly.

By the time the pedestrians passing by thought of looking back, the monk had already disappeared into the vast crowd.

Three Burials originally wanted to find a spacious place like a public park in the town, but the layout of the small wet poisonous city is completely arbitrary and barbaric growth, except for a few main roads, there is no plan at all, and I want to find a few hundred square meters The open space is wishful thinking.

He had to move the location outside the town, but there were still seats on both sides of the road for local aborigines selling agricultural products.

No one pays attention to the ordinary Sanbu monks, only a delivery car is honking impatiently, and the stopped Sanbu just happens to be blocked in the only way of the vehicle.

"Hey! Move aside quickly!"

"Didi!"

The beeping sound of the horn is harsh and annoying, and the driver in the car seat is getting impatient. The man in the middle of the road must be deaf.

"Anton, get out of the car and get this guy aside."

"Okay." The co-pilot nodded and put the mobile phone on the seat.

Just as the co-pilot on the side was about to open the door to get out of the car, the whole pickup truck suddenly backed up, and the co-pilot almost fell off the seat.

"What are you doing?" The co-pilot yelled at the lead driver, but the face of the lead driver was full of fear.

"Ah, my eyes, what is so bright?!"

Dazzling golden light shone from the front window, making it impossible to open your eyes.

Not only the trucks transporting agricultural products, but both sides of the road have completely become a sea of ​​golden light.

Even after the electric light was invented and electricity was connected, the whole town was never so thoroughly bright in the evening.

"Talent of the Immortal Clan Fudo Myoko!"

The whole town can see the golden light outside, and under the afterglow of the setting sun, a figure composed of golden light rises slowly.

Like flames.

The flames are burning, gathering, and rising, and the air around the embers is rising layer by layer, wanting to touch the vast sky.

"It looks familiar."

"What kind of monster is this?"

"It seems to be, is it a god in the Wet Poison Sect?"