The life of a villain starting from Naruto

The three-tailed roar gradually weakened.

A huge chakra aggregate of this level cannot be the opponent of Sarutobi Hiruzen and Orochimaru.

But even though the Tailed Beast Rebellion has begun to subside, the nerves of Konohagakure are still tense.

[How to deal with the Three-Tails] is a very difficult matter, and [diplomatic relations with the Land of Water] is an even more troublesome landmine.

But now, Konoha's most imminent danger is——

The search team still couldn't find Obito Uchiha!

The subsequent effects of Hinata's large-scale decline were revealed today, four years later.

Konoha's search ability has been greatly reduced, and its control of the internal environment is no longer as solid as an iron barrel. What's more, Konoha is an expert in concealment. After going back and forth, Konoha found nothing in a short period of time.

The sun sets and the waning moon rises.

In the dark night, Konoha is brightly lit, and ninja teams are spread throughout the village, like spider webs, penetrating into every hidden corner, constantly searching for traces of Obito.

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"Damn Konoha ninja..."

Somewhere, Zetsu was hiding in the shadows of the alley with Obito, his eyes closed, waiting until the search team passed by before he came out.

Uchiha Obito's condition has improved a lot. He has transplanted a large number of Hashirama cells into Obito. Even if he is still unable to move, at least he will not die for the time being.

But if you want Obito to regain his fighting strength, a series of major surgeries are necessary. Besides physical recovery, what is to be used to fill Obito's empty eye sockets is even more embarrassing.

"I don't want to think so much anymore. Let's leave Konoha first. Obito, can you still hold on?"

Zetsu waited for a long time before hearing the faint hum of Obito Uchiha.

Mixed with this weak response that was hard to decipher was an inextinguishable hatred.

Obito once again fell towards the boundless darkness. As long as he crossed the threshold tonight, his chakra would undergo a qualitative change... provided that he could really survive until tomorrow.

After walking in hiding for more than ten minutes, Jue suddenly stopped and lay down in the corner:

"No, I can't get out at all. There are too many ninjas in Konoha." Zeu clenched his fists and said fiercely:

"It seems we can only fight our way out."

"Wait..." At this moment, Obito suddenly spoke. He seemed to have accumulated some strength, suppressed the pain, and slowly said:

"I can't hear the three-tailed roar. What happened?"

"I don't know, maybe Sarutobi Hiruzen and the others have dealt with the Three-Tails."

"That means the two of them will appear at any time... Give up, Jue, you can't break out."

"What should we do? Do we want to give up?"

"No, it's not to give up, but to risk everything and go on the final adventure!" Obito gritted his teeth and said:

"I can't see anything. Where are you now?"

"The street sign says Nansu 6th Street."

"Okay, Jue, go north along this street, turn to the west at the first intersection, and keep going... I hope the road plan of the village has not changed. When you see a dark green house, Get in."

"Ah? Isn't that the core location of Konoha?"

"It's dark under the lights. The search team over there can't be denser than in the fringe area... Go ahead, Jue, that's our only hope of survival."

There was absolutely no other choice but to obey and do as he was told. He carried Obito on his back and walked towards the depths of Konoha Village as instructed.

Not long after, he arrived in front of the dark green house.

With a creak, Zetsu opened the window and jumped in. He laid Obito flat on the sofa. After making sure that no one was around, he treated his cracked wound. After a few minutes, Zetsu had time to observe the house carefully.

"The smell of alcohol is so strong..." Jue frowned:

"Where is this?"

"Look at what's on the wall." Obito, with empty eyes, said calmly:

"I have only been here a few times, but according to that person's temper, the photo will definitely not be taken off. It must still be hanging in the living room."

"Hmm...huh? This is...young Sarutobi Hiruzen and the young Sannin?"

"Yes, this is it..."

While the two were talking, the door suddenly opened from the outside.

A drunken middle-aged man entered the living room sitting in a wheelchair with a rosy face.

This is Jiraiya's home.

The moment the door was closed again, Jiraiya noticed something was wrong - even if his leg had been broken for five years, the instinct of a ninja was still imprinted deep in his body, and alcohol could not completely eliminate his sensitivity.

Without any hesitation, a detonating talisman appeared in Jiraiya's hand. He thought simply, as long as this thing was detonated, a large number of ninjas would come to investigate, and Zetsu and Obito would have nowhere to escape!

As for myself...

Just die, for the disabled ninja, perhaps dying for the village is the best destination.

"Jiraiya-sama..." Uchiha Obito suddenly said:

"Zetsu, don't move. I want to say a few words to Lord Jiraiya."

"What are you talking about? Obito, you can't see, he's holding the detonating talisman in his hand!"

"Shut up." Obito said softly:

"listen to me."

Jue hit his head, but still stayed there helplessly.

"Jiraiya-sama, I haven't seen you for many years. I'm sorry, I can't see you now."

"Obito, what are you going to do?"

"It's nothing, I just came to see you who share the same problem... After all, we are all abandoned by Konoha."

"What a lot of nonsense." Jiraiya shook his head and sneered:

"Konoha has never abandoned you. It was you who betrayed your own ninja ways, and we have never been on the same page."

"Wrong, Jiraiya-sama, we are all the same." Obito's calm voice echoed in the room:

"The village spurned me, but it also abandoned you."

"Jiraiya, one of the dignified Sannin, who made great contributions to the village in World War II and Three Wars, is now sitting in a wheelchair, drunk in the turbulent night."

"That year at Kannabi Bridge, the right half of my body was crushed to pieces. However, through the transplantation of first-generation cells, I can still be alive and kicking. It does not affect my ability to become a ninja at all. Even now, after a little treatment, I can save my life."

"The first-generation cells and corresponding technologies are available in Konoha Village, but they have not chosen to use them on you."

"I would rather embrace decayed morality than save the heroes of the village. Doesn't this count as abandonment?"

Jiraiya's fingers clenched the detonating talisman suddenly harder. He remembered the promise that the teacher forced Orochimaru to make in the Hokage's office a few days ago.

Neither the teacher nor Orochimaru chose to go against the rules and help him.

"What you said... is totally wrong." The white-haired middle-aged man came back to his senses and looked at Obito coldly:

"As a Konoha ninja, it is my duty to protect the remains of the martyrs. I will not use Lord Hashirama's cells, and the village will not allow such a thing to happen."

Obito's face was expressionless, his empty eyes looking at Jiraiya from afar.

"Such great ninja ethics... But Jiraiya-sama, why can Orochimaru return to Konoha?"

"Joke! What's wrong with Orochimaru? That's Hyuga Yuuto's laboratory."

"Jiraiya-sama, you actually told an official lie. This just shows that you have been shaken... We all know that it was Orochimaru who stole the body of the first Hokage. However, even so, he can return to Konoha and become The confirmed next leader!”

In the room filled with the smell of alcohol, Obito spoke faster and faster:

"Look, Jiraiya-sama, the village accepted Orochimaru while abandoning you."

"He has done so many human experiments and killed countless evildoers, but who still remembers them?"

"Back then, we jointly attacked Yugakure and killed Nagato. No matter what my plans were, you Jiraiya did it for the future of the ninja world, but who still misses you now?"

"Amegakure's mission just left today. Doesn't Sarutobi Hiruzen know that the Akatsuki organization has a deep hatred for you? But he still let Konan in without taking your feelings into consideration at all."

"Regarding the discussion of the Fifth Hokage, why has your name never appeared? Oh... you have both legs broken and cannot use force. For ninjas, you are no different from a useless person."

"So, Master Jiraiya, haven't you noticed yet?"

"Everything you value, the village, Hiruzen Sarutobi, and Orochimaru have abandoned you one after another."

"Hahaha... at least there is Tsunade." Jiraiya laughed boldly, rocked the wheelchair and turned around, about to open the door and leave. He pulled on this last fig leaf and acted in a hurry, as if he was running away.

However, Obito's empty eyes seemed to feel something, and he stared at Jiraiya's back and released a fatal blow:

"Jiraiya-sama, no one told you about this? The reason Tsunade was able to break my spine was because she had [Ten no Kumo] in her arm, tsk tsk..."

"Even if Hyuga Yuuto slaughtered his clan and completely broke with Konoha, Konoha would shamelessly borrow his power, but the only thing he refused to do was heal your leg."

"Huh? Lord Jiraiya, I suddenly remembered that something like a transfer seal requires physical contact. I was thinking, wouldn't Hinata Yuuto come with Amegakure Village? Where does he live? Is it possible? From the Thousand Hands Clan?”

The white-haired man's hand touched the doorknob and paused suddenly.