Long Live The Hokage

Masahiko sat on a dirt slope in the wet bone forest, sighing.

"It's no wonder that Bamen Dunjia is a forbidden technique. It's better to use it less in the future..."

It has been a full month since the battle of Kawano Country. Among them, Masahiko was in a coma for half a month, and recuperated for another half month, but his whole body was still sore.

"It's so good to be a whirlpool, I have to change it into some kind of whirlpool seeking defeat... I almost defeated Feijian."

For the past half month, Masahiko has been reflecting on himself all the time. Relying on foresight and strength advantages, some people did not take Yunyin Village seriously, and blatantly framed Yanren Village.

This is good, he has received retribution, and this battle has cost him half of his life.

Glancing at the attribute bar, Masahiko sighed again.

Name: Uzumaki Masahiko

Age: 67 (-)

Tolerance: 1108 (+)

Body: 402 (+)

Surgery: 5133 (+)

……slightly

Comprehensive evaluation: s+

Witness points: 300

"My life is really full of disasters and disasters. If I accidentally fell down, if I didn't have the three hundred witness points I got from saving Feijian, I'm afraid I would have returned to the pre-liberation overnight..."

In terms of body, his attributes have dropped by more than half. On the one hand, it is due to the increase in age, and more importantly, the decline in physical function caused by the eight doors being opened for too long.

Masahiko hesitated for a long time these days, and decided not to spend witness points on age. Anyway, this thing can decrease year by year. It is better to save witness points to improve his seven attributes.

"If I hadn't randomly added points before, what kind of engraving, what kind of gambling skills, my seven attributes would have all been at level eight, then I might be able to instantly kill Jinjiaoyinjiao..."

Since the end of the Valley, Masahiko has completely relaxed his strength improvement, thinking that his strength is almost nothing to threaten.

But after this battle, he found that he was still far behind Madara and Hashirama. He is now a two-s slinger, three-s can fight, four-s is reluctant, five-s is desperate, and six-s has to run...

Although even Konoha might be able to gather five or six S-rank ninjas, it is generally impossible to be besieged by so many people.

But Masahiko felt that with his own way of dying, it was really hard to say... In this battle, Masahiko just provoked five s-level ninjas, and almost confessed to Tobima.

"And I didn't accomplish anything this time..." The Raikage Chakra mode that Masahiko wanted to learn disappeared, and I don't know where the third generation of Raikage was blown up by him... Kyuubi's chakra was not taken back, and it was directly destroyed. The golden and silver horns were taken to the underworld... The Six Paths Artifact didn't know where it went, and there was no time to take it back.

"Fortunately, Feijian finally doesn't have to die..."

"Master Masahiko, it's time to eat..." The clone of the slug fairy interrupted his wild thoughts.

"Oh, I see... still eating grass? I feel like I'm short of meat in the five elements, Mr. Slug."

"There are no other animals in the wet bone forest, where can I find meat for you?"

...

After hastily eating a few grass leaves, Masahiko felt that his whole body was green, and he couldn't stand the life in the wet bone forest.

The slug fairy was found, but the body of the slug fairy was still wrapped in the door, and there was no sign of waking up.

Masahiko frowned, "Master Slug, what's the situation in Tokaima?"

"He was seriously injured. A few days ago, I could only hang his life with celestial chakra. I have only recently started to recover slowly."

"How long will it take to recover?" Masahiko continued to ask.

"I can't be sure, it depends on his own recovery ability. If it is short, it will take three months, and if it is long, it may take a year."

"It's been so long..." Masahiko muttered, "Wouldn't his body be in trouble if he hasn't eaten for such a long time?"

No matter how strong a ninja is, it's impossible for him to be as big as in Xianxia novels.

On the contrary, the stronger he is, the more he eats. Even Masahiko now eats twice a day. This is because he eats grass. If there is meat to eat, he feels that he can eat eight meals a day...

"It's okay, wrapped in my body, I will infuse him with the nutrients he needs every day." The slug fairy said slowly.

Masahiko has a strange face, and the slug is filled with nutrients? What, slug's fuck? What a blessing to eat between the doors...

"That's how you survived the half-month coma before..." The Slug Immortal spoke again.

Masahiko's expression froze on his face, and after a long time, he let out a sigh of relief, "My life is full of disasters."

Masahiko shook his head, Shigulin couldn't stay any longer.

"Slug Immortal, I'm here to bid you farewell. Tobima and I have been missing for so long, and Konoha is still fighting Sand Ninja Village. I'm not at ease."

"When the door is restored, please inform me, and I will come back."

"Go..." Immortal Slug agreed, and Masahiko turned and left.

Leaving the wet bone forest, Masahiko frowned and looked at the five huge Rashomon bodies, and murmured in his heart, "Where did Hashirama put the scrolls of Rashomon? Should I sign a contract..." Masahiko felt that he was Defensive ninjutsu is lacking.

"This place should not be far from the battlefield of Konoha and Hidden Sand Village, go and have a look first."

Masahiko flew fast all the way, and arrived at the battlefield in just ten minutes.

"No one left?" Masahiko's perception ability was fully activated, and he looked at the various ninja tools that had not been completely buried by the wind and sand, and there were two kinds of forehead guards.

"Huh... Fortunately, judging by the ninja equipment and forehead protection, the number of victims of Konoha is less than one-third of that of Sand Hidden Village. It should be Konoha's victory, and it is an overwhelming advantage..." Masahiko breathed a sigh of relief .

After confirming this, Masahiko is not in a hurry. Slowly flying all the way to Konoha. He knew in his heart that since the war had been won, all that remained in the village was infighting.

"It is estimated that they are fighting with each other for the position of the third Hokage. Let them fight. I will go back to the village to see how wonderful their expressions are." Masahiko said with a wicked look on his face.

Masahiko's current image is quite different from before. Before maintaining the transformation, he was only 53 years old. For the Uzumaki people, 53 years old is not too old, barely considered a mature age. Now, the 67-year-old Masahiko doesn't need the transformation technique at all. He is just a little old man, and his red hair has all turned into white hair. His face is full of wrinkles. He is probably not an acquaintance, and he will not recognize him for a while.

"This kind of image saves me from using the transformation technique... But, I still don't enter through the main entrance."

Masahiko came to the west side of Konoha Village, and the gate of Konoha opened to the south.

"Just go in from here, Konoha's enchantment was designed by me..." Masahiko muttered, it is much easier to mix into Konoha than into Yunyin.

"I didn't notice it before. The west side of Konoha is really a good place. There are mountains, waters and forests..."

Masahiko looked up, his face changed drastically.

"What the hell!"

An unknown object just hit him, and Masahiko lay on the ground with a wry smile, and he just sighed a little with the scenery and lost his mind for a while.

Looking at his body, he seemed to be a person, "In the world of Naruto, there are still people jumping off cliffs to commit suicide? My life is always full of disasters..."