Naruto: The Byakugan is weak? I’m super strong! Chapter 070

“They have markings on them.”

Sai looked at them very seriously.

“Markings?”

Yamato turned his head, and dead memories began to attack him.

Normally, these people seemed to have nothing unusual about them.

But in reality, everyone had similar markings on them.

It was a symbol.

“They should be experimental subjects.”

Sai said expressionlessly. In his opinion, becoming an experimental subject was a simple matter.

Because he himself was an experimental subject.

“Experimental subjects.”

Yamato’s eyes recalled his previous experiences.

Konoha had never stopped any biological experiments.

It was just that after Orochimaru left, the intensity decreased.

“What does Kusagakure need to do? And why do they do it in the name of the Daimyo?”

Yamato understood that there were too many things that he didn’t need to think about.

Receiving the escort mission meant that the experimental subjects were complete, and their previous identities no longer mattered.

“Start the mission. Next, they will ride in vehicles. We will be in pairs, guarding in front and behind.”

Yamato and Xiaohuan were in one group, with the help of Ninja Cats.

Kongyue and Sai were stronger, but they were not as strong as Yamato on the panel, so they were responsible for the rear.

“Yo, all the Konoha ninjas are dead, so they sent a few kids to escort us.”

“Exactly, exactly, our identities are not ordinary people.”

“Why didn’t they send three Jonin? Genin aren’t even worthy of sitting in our car.”

The aunties were noisy.

Xiaojiu and Xiaoju in Xiaohuan’s arms were already disgusted.

“Nani! Nani?”

Hearing the cats’ words, Xiaohuan blinked.

In the world of the little cats, these people all exuded the same aura, peeking into the whereabouts of others.

All the words they were currently saying were deliberate.

It was to use their words to get a few more glances at Konoha’s escort team.

Kongyue, sitting in the back of the car, didn’t care about the aunties’ words at all.

His Byakugan had already seen everything.

Based on the chakra flow, their chakra was always operating in a specific way.

To be precise, it should be a genjutsu.

And their bodies seemed to have been modified, allowing them to be controlled for a long time.

When they spoke and saw the other party, they could engrave all the details in their chakra.

Through the cooperation of genjutsu and their modified bodies.

It was enough to engrave their appearance, characteristics, and voice.

What if the enemy used ninjutsu?

Especially the jutsu used with normal hand signs, wouldn’t they also be seen by them?

“They are experimental subjects from Kusagakure, abandoned characters.”

Sai stared at Konoha, which was gradually moving away.

At the village entrance, a boy seemed to be standing and waving at him.

“I’m like Shin too.”

Actually.

The boy in his eyes had long since died. Everything was just a thought he had painted with ink.

In Sai’s eyes, Shin never died, and grew up with him, staying by his side.

“Abandoned? You’re not anyone’s subordinate, so where does ‘abandoned’ come from? This is all your self.”

Kongyue ignored the bumps and brought the hot water from the aunties’ carriage to make himself a cup of instant noodles.

Sai looked at Kongyue with great curiosity.

“This is the third mission today. If I don’t eat dinner, I’ll starve.”

Kongyue said, adding ham and braised eggs.

One of these he bought himself, and the other he made himself.

Naruto didn’t have any.

However, Kongyue did leave some after taking the instant noodles and milk.

Enough for the idiot to replenish his nutrition.

“What’s that?”

Sai curiously stared at the braised egg.

“Braised egg, cooked in broth.”

“Oden?”

“No, I… created it myself.”

Kongyue said with a bit of a thick skin.

But when he turned his head.

They were already far from Konoha.

This temporary resting place had become the place with the most bonds.

And that hometown, it felt like a scene from a dream.

Which one was real? Could it be that what was in front of him was fake?

It was truly like a dream bubble, indistinguishable.

“Hahahaha!”

Kongyue laughed foolishly, throwing a braised egg from the bag to Sai.

“What are you laughing at?”

Sai peeled the braised egg, asking slowly.

“Nothing, I suddenly remembered that I forgot to say goodbye when I left.”

Kongyue picked up the cup of noodles and devoured it all in a gulp.

“Then next time.”

Sai took a bite of the braised egg, chewing slowly.

“Delicious.”

“Yes, it’s very delicious.”

Kongyue was quite glad that he didn’t have to echo “next time.”

…

“Hey, you two damn idiot Genin, what are you eating that smells so good!”

“That Hyuga kid took our water!”

“They’re eating black, spoiled eggs! And they’re even eating the yolk!”

“Damn it, what a heresy! Are commoners all like this?”

Bang!

Kongyue sent out a palm.

The vehicle instantly shattered.

Among the dilapidated ruins, the aunties were still making noise.

“What have you all done!”

“Brat, you won’t get a single penny of the reward this time.”

“We will report your actions to Konoha!”

The aunties were still yelling.

Kongyue was too lazy to bother with them.

Report to Konoha?

How would they report? When they reached their destination.

The village would be gone. They would only discover after being sent in that it had long since changed owners.

“Calm down, Wood Release: Car Creation Jutsu!”

Yamato wanted to cry but had no tears. What kind of situation was this?

“Ugly woman.”

Sai still bluntly stated his opinion.

In fact.

He didn’t have a normal person’s aesthetic at all.

He was just verbally venomous.

“Ahhh, I’m going to kill you!”

“This kid seems quite handsome, and he can draw.”

“Come, come, draw a portrait for me, big sister.”

Sitting back in the carriage, the aunties changed like different people again.

“No, ugly woman!”

Sai directly refused. Why should he draw a portrait for them?

Don’t treat Super Beast Imitation Drawing as a secret technique.

Whoosh!

Kongyue and Sai jumped onto the roof of the car, letting them rage in vain.

“Sigh…”

Yamato could only endure this scene alone.

The sky gradually darkened.

The world, having shed its blood-red robe, took off its sunset crown.

It draped the long cloak of night over its shoulders and put on the crown forged from the bright moon.

Kongyue lay on the roof of the car and slowly fell asleep.

Only Sai was left to continue the guarding mission.

He took out a small notebook, on which was written how to communicate with normal people.

“Small tips: give nicknames, praise food, praise people.”

Had he truly carried this out?

The aunties’ responses were enthusiastic, so he must have done nothing wrong.

Sai thought about it all night.

…

Three days and three nights of torment.

Yamato felt like his head was going to explode.

During this time, he rebuilt the car three times and repaired it more than ten times.

He even built a wooden boat to cross a river.

It was too difficult, leading a team was too difficult!

“Kusagakure!”

Outside the village.

Blood Prison.

The long-haired man, Mui, received the dozen or so aunties.

He then had people put shackles on them.

“What are you doing? They are the Daimyo’s mothers!”

Yamato quickly prepared for battle.

Mui said seriously:

“Because reporting that identity gives a discount, they are about to begin their true mission.”

“Nani?”

Yamato stood still, and the dozen or so aunties suddenly stopped yelling, having previously collapsed to the ground.

“Mission complete.”

Sai said to Yamato.

“This trip was pretty good.”

Xiaohuan was very happy.

Anyway, she had already guessed their identity as experimental subjects.

It was so much better without the aunties’ chatter on the way back.

“So there was a discount. It’s really good to be a Daimyo.”

Kongyue’s words were like a stab to Yamato.

“Mission confirmed complete, return.”

Yamato led the team and had to leave.

During this time, he also met a few Kusagakure ninjas, and they were all no different from usual.

…

The ninja team disappeared from sight.

Inside the castle tower.

The ninjas, led by Mui, all knelt on one knee.

“Kage-sama, mission complete.”

“Cough cough, change the name later.”

Hyuga Kongyue said so.