bioinnovel Chapter 291 Naruto in a Dream: Naruto, don't be impulsive, this is another world.
Chapter 291 Naruto in a Dream: Naruto, don't be impulsive, this is another world.
Chapter 291 Naruto in a Dream: Naruto, don't be impulsive, this is another world.
[Chaos Mode Dungeon]
【name:???】
[Brief Introduction: ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ]
"----ha?"
Shi Yu stared at the string of question marks, stunned for several seconds.
"They won't even give you a name and a brief introduction?"
He subconsciously tapped a few more times, trying to find more details, such as the timeline, main stage, and possible characters, but the panel just politely paused and continued to respond to him with question marks.
There was nothing there.
Shi Yu raised her eyebrows, looking disgusted.
Despite his complaints, he was secretly itching to get back to work.
Chaos Mode is an extra instance that may be activated before nightfall each day. It does not affect the main instance's progress, and the dream world will undergo significant and unstable changes, even rewriting the timeline.
Judging from the description alone, it has an incredibly high level of playability.
only----
"Here's the problem," Shi Yu said, resting her chin on her hand, "who should we throw in?"
In the still of the night, moonlight swept across the Hokage Rock in Konoha Village.
In Naruto's room, clothes were scattered, a crumpled roll of paper lay in a ball, and empty bowls were lying haphazardly. Naruto was sprawled out on the bed, spread out in a starfish shape.
He had kicked the blanket into a ball, his legs were sticking out, and he hadn't even taken off his socks.
There were glistening water droplets at the corners of her mouth; I wonder what she was dreaming about.
Suddenly, the door was pushed open a crack from the outside.
A figure slipped in through the gap, moving cautiously.
-
The newcomer looked exactly like the boy on the bed, except that he had a much more composed and mature demeanor.
It was Naruto from the dream world.
Naruto in his dream looked at the terrible state of the room and couldn't help but twitch at the corner of his mouth.
"—It seems even more chaotic than during the day."
He muttered a complaint under his breath, his gaze finally settling on the bed.
Naruto lay on his back, fast asleep.
Naruto walked to the bedside in his dream and looked down at the boy who looked exactly like him but had led a completely different life.
He sighed softly.
"Seriously—"
He bent down and slowly pulled the blanket out from under the other person.
Naruto rolled over passively and mumbled something unintelligible.
In the dream, Naruto moved gently, smoothing out the blanket before covering Naruto with it and tucking his feet under the covers as well.
After doing all this, the boy leaned down and stopped by the bed, quietly looking at the sleeping Naruto with a complex expression in his eyes.
There was a mix of heartache, envy, and a sense of relief.
"You rascal!"
Naruto murmured in his dream, then paused.
He slowly raised his right hand, palm down, hovering above Naruto's chest.
He took a deep breath and closed his eyes.
The next instant, warm golden light seeped from his palm.
At first, there were only faint specks of light, but they quickly coalesced into a ball of light the size of a fist, and then gradually expanded to the size of a basketball.
The ball of golden chakra slowly rotated in his palm, as if liquid was flowing inside, gently vibrating.
This is not ordinary chakra.
"I'm sorry."
He didn't open his eyes, but his voice was very soft and earnest.
That's about all I can do for you.
"This is something my mother gave me."
"Now, I'm leaving it to you."
"I hope it can help you in the future."
As he finished speaking, Naruto in the dream world slowly pressed his palm down.
The golden ball of light sank inch by inch into Naruto's chest, as if melting into the surface of water without creating the slightest ripple.
Naruto, still in bed, just smacked his lips unconsciously, turned over, and continued to hum as he drifted off to sleep.
As Naruto watched the light disappear in his dream, the tension in his heart finally eased.
He looked around the small room again.
The layout is similar to my own world, but it looks much thinner because it lacks some photos.
What a pity!
He looked up at the moon hanging high in the sky outside the window, a hint of regret in his eyes.
"I can only stay here for one day."
"If only it could have lasted a little longer—"
He couldn't help but imagine.
But then his body suddenly tensed up.
There was no warning whatsoever.
A snow-white light spread upwards from his feet, enveloping him in a single breath.
"————?"
A strange sense of detachment caused Naruto's pupils to contract in the dream, as if someone had grabbed his body and dragged him in some distant direction.
"What happened?"
"Didn't you say it would only happen tomorrow morning—"
The white light quickly tightened, enveloping him tightly like a cocoon.
Naruto's last glance in his dream fell on the boy who was fast asleep on the bed.
He tried to reach out and touch Naruto's head again, but found that his hand was no longer able to move.
The next moment, the light suddenly compressed to a single point, as if it had been gently squeezed by an invisible hand, and the room fell silent.
Naruto's figure in the dream vanished without a trace.
early morning.
As dawn broke, Naruto groggily opened his eyes.
"Ugh————"
He yawned widely, stretched his arms upwards, and stretched his whole body like Patrick Star.
-
Just as my arm was stretched to its maximum extent, the back of my right hand suddenly touched something warm and with a familiar curve.
Naruto stopped moving.
"Um?"
His mind was still a little hazy, but his body reacted first, and he sprang up from the bed, his hair turning into a perfect bird's nest.
On the other side of the blankets, Naruto in his dream was lying there.
"—?!"
Naruto instantly snapped out of it, straightened his back, and yelled, "What are you doing in my bed again?!"
Startled by the roar, Naruto beside him suddenly opened his eyes.
There was no grogginess from just waking up, only extremely clear and alertness.
One second before, his consciousness was still stuck in the moment he was swallowed by the white light, and the next moment when he opened his eyes, he was already lying in this strange yet familiar room.
"here it is----"
He didn't immediately respond to Naruto's complaint, but instead quickly scanned the room with his eyes while activating his sensory ninjutsu.
The chakra spread silently, sliding from the ceiling to the floor, sweeping from the walls to the windowsill.
Every detail is taken into account.
The books on the bedside table were neatly stacked; the scrolls on the desk were arranged by size; the ninja tool bag in the corner was hung upright; there was not a single speck of clutter on the floor, and the wood grain was polished to a shine.
"...
Naruto frowned in his dream.
It wasn't his own room, and his room wasn't that clean either; there were bound to be some traces of life in it.
"Naruto."
Naruto spoke solemnly in the dream.
Naruto was stunned for a moment.
Naruto in the dream slowly withdrew his senses and looked at him again, his eyes unusually serious: "Be careful."
"?"
"Something's not right here. This place—it's not the world you know, nor is it the world I came from."
Naruto blinked, first stunned, then subconsciously mimicking what Naruto had just done, and began to turn his head to observe his surroundings.
A bed is a bed, a wall is a wall, and the outline of the Hokage Rock can be vaguely seen outside the window. Logically speaking, it looks like Konoha no matter how you look at it.
But upon closer inspection...
"Hmm—" Naruto stroked his chin, a rare thoughtful expression on his face. "Now that you mention it, it does seem a bit strange."
He gestured with his hand, pointing to the desk and the corner of the wall.
"This is so clean! Everything is arranged so neatly, you can't tell anyone has ever lived here."
He turned to face the still tense face of Naruto in his dream, then looked at the room, which was frighteningly orderly, and finally realized that something was off.
"It's completely different from ours."
At this point, he laughed, and his whole demeanor instantly relaxed.
"Oh, it's alright!"
Naruto simply jumped off the bed and patted the dream Naruto on the shoulder.
He grinned broadly: "In my opinion, this must be another new dream world! Just like when I used to go to your place."
"Maybe Konoha in this world is more interesting!" he laughed, slamming his fist into his palm. "Let's go down and see for ourselves!"
Before the words had even finished, the person had already taken action.
Naruto nimbly rolled over, jumped off the bed onto the floor, and rushed towards the door in his pajamas.
"Hey, wait a minute—"
Naruto's expression changed in the dream.
"Don't act impulsively!"
But Naruto was running way too fast.
In the dream, Naruto just reached out to grab someone.
The next second, the sound of running footsteps echoed down the corridor, carrying across the floorboards, openly announcing that Naruto was excitedly running around everywhere.
Naruto in his dream rubbed his forehead and took a deep breath.
"This guy hasn't changed at all."
He expressed his disdain verbally, but his eyes were full of helplessness and worry.
With things having progressed to this point, he certainly couldn't really leave Naruto alone to face this completely unknown world.
Naruto in his dream gritted his teeth, leaped off the bed cleanly and efficiently.
He grabbed the ninja tool bag hanging on the wall and yanked it down.
He opened the bag and quickly checked it over.
Kunai, shuriken, and explosive tags—the standard configuration, though not many, but just enough.
"Thank goodness, it's not empty."
He muttered something under his breath and quickly tied his ninja tool pouch to his waist.
After doing all this, he took a deep breath, slowed his steps, and walked towards the door. The corridor was eerily quiet.
Naruto's footsteps echoed clearly throughout the house.
Naruto in his dream stood at the door, turning back for one last look at the spotless room that Naruto would never live in, his gaze darkening slightly.
in the audience.
Sasuke suddenly opened his eyes. He was stunned for two seconds, his memory still stuck on the moment before he was exhausted.
Before he could recover, two soft white lights lit up on the seat next to him.
As the light faded, Sakura and Kaori's figures emerged.
"Sakura, smell good—"
Sasuke tilted his head slightly, his pupils contracted slightly, and he subconsciously turned his face to one side, showing them only his profile.
The conversation inside the cave kept replaying in my mind.
Although he didn't fully believe in the dangerous Uchiha Madara on a rational level.
But the seeds of doubt have already been sown.
These things weighed on his heart like stones.
This made him feel awkward and out of place when facing his Konoha comrades.
"Sasuke-kun!"
Sakura saw him as soon as she appeared, and was clearly taken aback for a moment. Then her eyes lit up, and she waved at him, her smile filled with genuine joy. "Great! I'm so glad to see you here again!"
As Sasuke listened, his tense brows relaxed slightly.
On the night of the massacre, Sakura was just a kid in the ninja academy, what could she possibly know?
It is undoubtedly unfair to vent all anger on these ignorant companions.
Sasuke lowered his head and sighed. Rather than being annoyed by them, he was more concerned about something else.
That bottom rung.
What was that guy's state yesterday, not seeing his mother?
Disappointment?
angry?
still----
Thinking of this, Sasuke felt a vague unease rising in his heart.
After hesitating for a few seconds, he turned his head and looked at Sakura and Kaori.
"Sakura, Kaori, how's Naruto doing yesterday?"
"?"
Sakura was stunned at first, clearly not expecting Sasuke to ask this question right after they met.
"Naruto?"
She blinked, recalled the scene from yesterday, and then a smile naturally appeared on her face.
"He's doing great, he looks incredibly energetic."
Xiang pushed up her glasses and nodded vigorously.
"It's more than just good, Naruto had a lot of fun yesterday."
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"happy?"
Sasuke frowned immediately.
He looked up, his dark eyes filled with confusion.
"Wasn't he... sad?"
Sakura felt a little embarrassed by his gaze and replied with a smile, "You should see how smug he looks."
"He even learned the Flying Thunder God Technique yesterday! He showed it off to me for ages."
"Flying Thunder God?"
Sasuke repeated it as if by reflex.
That's the Fourth Hokage's ultimate technique.
"yes."
"Naruto taught him the Flying Thunder God Technique in his dream!"
Xiang immediately picked up where she left off, vividly recounting what had happened the day before.
Sasuke listened quietly.
At first, he just looked confused.
When Xiang talked about Naruto's first successful use of the Flying Thunder God Technique, flashing back and forth in the village, Sasuke seemed to see Naruto's smug and foolish expression.
I felt a little sad, but also a little amused.
"That guy—can the Naruto in the dream really do something like this?"
He muttered to himself.
But more than anything, it felt like a sigh of relief.
Naruto was not sad or disappointed; instead, he experienced unexpected growth and gains.
"It seems—" Sasuke thought to himself, "The appearance of Naruto in the dream world isn't all bad for him."
His tightly clenched fist slowly loosened.
However, Xiang's narrative did not end there.
"However, something almost scared me to death, but thankfully Naruto in the dream managed to solve it, which made Naruto even happier—"
What was said unintentionally was taken seriously by the listener. The next sentence made Sasuke's slightly relaxed mood instantly tense up even more than before.
In the dream, Naruto and Naruto are surrounded and attacked by three ANBU members.
The mastermind behind it all was none other than the Third Hokage, Hiruzen Sarutobi!
"...
Sasuke's expression froze instantly.
His pupils contracted slightly, and the light in his eyes shifted from astonishment to coldness.
Later, when Xiang mentioned that Tsunade stood up on the spot and promised to reveal Naruto's true identity, he barely listened to her words.
"To continue concealing Naruto's true parentage, they actually ordered the Anbu to attack him?"
Sasuke coldly repeated it to himself.
This is no longer a simple misunderstanding or oversight.
If Naruto wasn't in the dream, Sasuke would break out in a cold sweat.
The words Madara Uchiha spoke in the cave last night kept replaying in my mind: "Without the tacit approval of the Konoha leadership, especially the Hokage, do you think the annihilation of the Uchiha clan could have been kept secret from the entire village? The commotion that night was so great, and no reinforcements arrived all night. Do you think it was a coincidence?"
Even now, he still disagrees with these statements.
He didn't believe it.
Or rather, he was unwilling to believe it.
But now, even the orphan of the Fourth Hokage, the son of a hero who sacrificed himself for the village, is being treated like this.
He was treated like a monster from childhood, ostracized by the villagers, and his background was deliberately concealed by the higher-ups. Even now, that person is using the Dark Guard to maintain that false stability.
"If even Naruto is like this—"
Sasuke felt that familiar chill creep up his chest again.
What about the Uchiha clan?
That nightmare that he kept recalling.
The burning streets, the clansmen lying in pools of blood, and Itachi's blurred face appeared both distant and unfamiliar in the night.
"How much of the Hokage's will and methods were behind everything the Uchiha clan suffered back then?"
What role did the Konoha leadership play from beginning to end?
He slowly clenched his fist.
"turn out to be----"
It wasn't Madara Uchiha who was sowing discord.
But the world was never as simple as he thought.
[Ding! Emotional fluctuations from Uchiha Sasuke have been detected. Emotional value +500]