newbobooks Chapter 253 Obito 2: Looking at the Bridge Without Boundaries, Asking for Advice on Age Spots
Chapter 253 Obito 2: Looking at the Bridge Without Boundaries, Asking for Advice on Age Spots
Chapter 253 Obito visits the Shonubi Bridge twice to ask for advice on age spots
in the audience.
After Kakashi understood the ins and outs of the dream,
He immediately understood what Obito was anxious about.
After all, he's been through it all.
Now, the same scenario is playing out again in this dream!
Kakashi's breathing also became rapid.
[Ding! Kakashi Hatake's emotional fluctuations have been detected! Emotional value +800!]
A sense of unease, resonating with Obito's own, arose from the depths of his heart, pounding wildly.
However, amidst his anxiety, Kakashi was also filled with great confusion.
Why? Why Lin of all people? Why did both dreams and reality target her with the devil's hand?
Jiraiya noticed Kakashi's unusually serious expression.
He leaned slightly closer to Kakashi and asked in a low voice, "Kakashi—judging from your reaction—could it be that in the real world, Nohara Rin was also a member of the Hidden Mist Ninja—?"
He didn't finish his sentence, but the meaning was already clear.
Kakashi nodded heavily, his eyes filled with pain and helplessness.
really--
Seeing this, Jiraiya sighed softly, and then used his extraordinary wisdom, gained from his extensive travels and broad knowledge, to try to analyze it from different angles.
"If reality and dreams develop in such a consistent manner—then the reason is probably not that simple."
He pondered, his eyes flickering.
"Could it be that Lin herself possesses some kind of extremely special talent or potential that we have never noticed?"
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Jiraiya solemnly analyzed that even he himself found the conjecture somewhat absurd, but apart from that, he couldn't think of a more reasonable explanation for the time being.
Upon hearing this, Kakashi abruptly turned to look at Hiruzen Sarutobi beside him, his voice tinged with urgency.
"Third Hokage! Is there anything unusual recorded in Konoha's archives regarding Rin's background?"
Were there anything special about her parents?
This sudden question caught Hiruzen Sarutobi off guard, and his expression immediately turned serious.
He slowly furrowed his brow, lost in deep thought, and tried to search his mind for all the memories he had of that girl.
After a long while, Hiruzen Sarutobi shook his head and said in a deep voice, "Rin's parents were just ordinary commoners, not even ninjas. Her background—is nothing special."
Upon hearing this answer, Kakashi's pupils constricted slightly, revealing an expression of disbelief.
If Lin's background had nothing special about it—
Countless thoughts flashed through his mind, but he couldn't find a clue.
Why was she treated so specially?
Why is it always her who becomes the target of the Hidden Mist ninja time and time again?
Kakashi stared intently at Rin's figure on the screen, his heart filled with confusion and unease.
on the screen.
After exchanging greetings, Yahiko, Nagato, and Konan bid farewell and left.
The tent was dimly lit, and a faint smell of medicine filled the air.
Obito sat on the makeshift hospital bed, his head bowed, his expression a mixture of inner turmoil and resentment.
He had bandages wrapped around his body, his right arm was in a cast, and he looked somewhat weak.
Lin was kneeling by the bed, carefully tidying up the blankets that had slipped off Obito, her face full of worry and comfort.
"Obito, how are you feeling? Is anything still hurting?" she asked softly, full of concern. "You and Kakashi are both injured and need to rest—stop overthinking things, okay?"
As Rin spoke, she gently pressed down on Obito's shoulder, which he was trying to sit up, so that he could lean back against the headboard to rest.
She thought Obito was silent because of guilt and remorse, and was patiently comforting him.
However, Rin's thoughtfulness only made Obito feel a deeper sense of powerlessness and frustration.
His face was dejected, and his fists were clenched.
Lin completely misunderstood!
She had no idea that what she was truly worried about was not the battle or her injuries, but her own safety!
Obito knew very well that without solid evidence, he could not persuade Rin to leave the front lines and seek refuge.
Since he couldn't persuade her to stay away from danger—a cold glint flashed in Obito's eyes.
Therefore, the only option is to eradicate the hidden threat before the next attack!
Obito's mind raced as he quickly searched for the key to breaking the deadlock.
To prevent the conspiracy from happening, we must first find the mastermind behind it.
But who is the person who possesses the largest and most pervasive intelligence network in the entire ninja world?
In a flash, a strange figure, half black and half white, resembling a vegetable, immediately appeared in Obito's mind.
Absolutely!
Yes, that's it.
It has a White Zetsu intelligence network that spans the entire ninja world!
Although in Obito's understanding, according to the timeline of this dream, Black Zetsu should not have been born yet.
But Ah Fei is already there, and can still communicate with White Zetsu in various places.
In the real world, I had specifically questioned Jue about Lin's death.
And Jue's answer at the time was...
Before Obito questioned it, it hadn't paid any special attention to the movements of Kirigakure, so it didn't know who was behind it.
This answer sounded reasonable, and although Obito felt it was far-fetched, he couldn't find any flaws in it.
but--
The situation is different now!
The tragedy has already occurred, and subsequent investigations will be extremely difficult.
But in this dream, the attack has only just begun, and the conspiracy continues!
A glimmer of hope rekindled in Obito's eyes, and his mind raced.
If I were to go find Madara Uchiha right now and utilize the White Zetsu's intelligence network—
It's very possible that we'll catch the mastermind behind the scenes before the next attack!
This thought instantly lifted Obito's previously gloomy mood.
"That's not all—"
"This dream—it's not just an illusion! There's a connection between it and reality!"
Didn't Kakashi obtain information about himself through this dream?
"In that case—" Obito's eyes blazed with hatred.
"If I can successfully uncover the mastermind behind the attacks on Rin through the White Zetsu's intelligence network in my dreams—then—"
Bloody images flashed through his mind, and the hatred in his heart almost set him ablaze.
"I'll find that damn bastard in real life! I'll skin him alive, tear him apart, and grind his bones to dust!!"
[Ding! Emotional fluctuations from Uchiha Obito have been detected! Emotional value +1000!]
Obito felt his blood boiling; he knew that sitting and waiting to die was not an option.
We must act immediately and seize every second!
A strong sense of urgency drove him, even making him temporarily forget the pain in his body.
Obito took a deep breath, propped himself up with his left hand, grabbed the edge of the bed, gritted his teeth, and struggled to get up from the bed.
"Obito! What are you doing?! Your injuries haven't healed yet!"
Lin was startled when she saw him suddenly get up and quickly reached out to press his shoulder.
"Lie down and rest! You can't move around right now!"
Lin's voice trembled with anxiety, her eyes filled with worry.
Obito glanced at Rin's anxious expression and felt a pang of sympathy, but remembering the important matter at hand, he quickly made up his mind.
To leave the camp and find Ban, we must first keep Lin calm.
Obito forced a relaxed smile and waved his hand, saying, "Hey, Rin! Don't worry!"
He feigned nonchalance and said half-jokingly, "I've just been lying down for too long, and my whole body is itching. I wanted to go out and get some fresh air!"
As he spoke, he raised his right arm, which was in a cast, and pretended to move his shoulder nimbly a few times.
To make his argument more convincing, Obito even disregarded his injuries and jumped off the bed, bouncing around a couple of times to try and prove that he was almost fully recovered.
"Look! I'm fine—"
Obito was about to show off to Rin with a grin when, before he could finish speaking, the violent movement pulled on his still-healing right arm, and he felt a sharp, piercing pain suddenly strike him.
"Ouch—it hurts—"
He gasped, his face contorting in pain, and he stumbled, nearly falling over.
"Pfft—"
Seeing Obito's comical appearance of being beaten after trying to be tough, Rin was initially alarmed, but then couldn't help but laugh out loud.
"Obito, you idiot!"
She gave Obito a light tap, both amused and annoyed, and quickly stepped forward to support him to prevent him from actually falling.
"You insisted on playing the hero; now you know what pain is!"
Lin smiled and gently helped him stand up again.
Obito scratched the back of his head sheepishly, giving a slightly embarrassed smile. "Hehe—I was just so bored."
But he quickly put on a serious expression and insisted, "Lin, I'm just going out for a walk to stretch my muscles, and I'll stay near the camp. I definitely won't wander off!"
Afraid that Lin would worry, he raised his left palm and solemnly promised, "I promise I'll be back soon! Really, if I lie here any longer, I feel like I'm going to get moldy!"
Obito spoke with a sincere expression, but there was still a hint of guilt on his face.
"this--"
Seeing Obito's resolute attitude and noticing that he looked much better than before, Rin hesitated for a moment.
She bit her lip, but finally nodded in resignation and said, "Alright—then go ahead."
At this point, she immediately straightened her face and sternly instructed, "But remember, you can only move around within the safe area of the camp. You can't go far, and you're not allowed to do any strenuous exercise! And you must come back very, very quickly, do you hear me?"
Lin listed a long string of precautions in one breath, her expression serious and tense.
"Okay, okay! Don't worry, Lin!"
Obito nodded repeatedly, like a chick pecking at rice, as if afraid that Rin would change her mind.
Seeing that Lin finally relented, a relieved smile appeared on his face.
But behind the smile lies a barely perceptible sense of guilt and remorse.
He dared not look Lin in the eye, afraid she would see through his act, and could only hurriedly say, "Then I'll go out now, I'll be right back."
After saying this, Obito seemed to have been granted a pardon, and quickly turned and walked out of the tent.
As soon as Obito stepped out of the medical tent, his figure disappeared into the dim forest.
As soon as he was out of Lin's sight, the relaxed and playful expression on his face vanished instantly, replaced by an unprecedented seriousness and urgency.
Obito took a deep breath, his resolve as firm as iron. Without the slightest hesitation, he endured the throbbing pain in his wounds and strode quickly toward the outer perimeter of the camp.
Before long, he crossed out of the Konoha camp's security perimeter.
The lights of the camp behind them gradually faded into the distance, and the surroundings became dim and quiet, with only Obito's hurried footsteps echoing through the woods.
Once he was sure there were no more companions around, Obito suddenly increased his speed.
One step, two steps—
Every push he made with his feet aggravated the pain in his wounds, but he paid no attention to it, his expression more resolute than ever before.
This little pain—what's that!
Obito gritted his teeth, a thin layer of sweat beading on his forehead, but he snorted coldly in his heart, forcibly suppressing the pain.
Compared to Lin's safety, this pain is utterly insignificant!
His target was very clear: the Kannabi Bridge, where Madara Uchiha was hiding.
in the audience.
Kakashi and Jiraiya kept their eyes glued to Obito's figure on the screen.
When they saw Obito running straight out of the camp despite his injuries, both of them were taken aback.
They sat bolt upright in their seats almost simultaneously, their pupils contracting sharply, and expressions of disbelief on their faces.
"This direction—!"
Kakashi's mind flashed back to the scene he had witnessed in Obito's dream.
That eerie and terrifying underground cave, that heretical demon statue standing in the dim light, and the old man sitting in front of the demon statue, exuding a terrifying sense of oppression!
Madara Uchiha!
Jiraiya took a deep breath and said in a deep voice, "If I remember correctly—in the previous dream, Obito went in this direction to find Uchiha Madara."
Kakashi also frowned, his eyes filled with an unfathomable expression.
"At this critical juncture, what exactly does Obito want by going to see Madara Uchiha now?"
The sudden appearance of the name Uchiha Madara was like a huge dreg thrown into a calm lake, instantly stirring up ripples on the audience's mind.
The one who reacted most strongly was Danzo, who had been sitting in the corner with a sullen face, feeling extremely frustrated by the failure of his plan.
"Uchiha Madara?!"
Upon hearing the name unexpectedly, Danzo suddenly raised his head, which had been hanging low, and a terrifying glint flashed in his single eye.
Since he was removed from his post, he has never had the chance to see any reports from Kakashi about his dreams.
Hearing about Uchiha Madara's movements at this moment, how could he not be shocked and driven mad!
Danzo suddenly sat up straight, involuntarily leaning forward a few inches, staring intently at the path Obito was running on the screen.
He had this route etched deep into his mind, afraid of missing any detail.
At this point in time—Uchiha Madara—he's still alive?!
Danzo was horrified and speechless for a long time.
As expected—just as I thought!
After witnessing the First Hokage, Madara Uchiha, he had always had a suspicion in his mind.
How could the legendary Asura of the ninja world fall so easily?
The shock he felt at that moment was confirmed, and his blood surged for a moment.
After a brief moment of shock, an almost morbid excitement and sense of worship quickly took over his mind.
As expected of Madara Uchiha!
Danzo shouted fervently in his heart, his breathing becoming rapid without him realizing it.
The legendary Asura of the Ninja World!
How could your soft-hearted mother, Hashirama, possibly defeat the domineering and incomparable Madara Uchiha?!
How could such a powerful figure, who looked down on everything, fall so easily!
Madara must have used some special means to deceive everyone, hiding in the darkness and quietly manipulating the entire ninja world from behind the scenes!
Madara Uchiha, what a sight to behold!
What a dark force in the ninja world!
Compared to him, his own "Darkness of Konoha" was far inferior!
This is the demeanor of a true strongman, this is the power to shake the world!
Thinking of this, Danzo's single eye flashed with a fiery and frenzied light, and his whole body trembled slightly, unable to contain his excitement.
My heart pounded violently in my chest, driven once again by a force called ambition.
The destitution and constant constraints they faced after being removed from the furnace were all forgotten at this moment.
Compared to Madara Uchiha, who transcended time and rules, all the power he had previously pursued seemed insignificant!
[Ding! Emotional fluctuations from Shimura Danzo have been detected! Emotional value +500!]
on the screen.
Obito sped along and finally arrived at the entrance to the underground cave outside Amegakure.
Without pausing, he followed the winding path familiarly, quickly arriving at the familiar underground hall.
Obito's slightly rapid breathing echoed in the dark, cold cave.
Just as when the knife came, the enormous demonic statue of the heretic still stood in the empty hall. The terrifying statue cast a heavy shadow in the dim light, making the entire space even more gloomy and oppressive.
In front of the statue sat the equally aged Uchiha Madara.
At this moment, Madara Uchiha's eyes were closed, as if he were in a deep sleep.
Hearing footsteps, he slowly opened his eyes.
Madara Uchiha had long, white hair that was loose and flowing. He was thin but his aura was still strong, and his eyes shone with a sharp, cold light in the darkness.
His withered right hand was resting on a long-handled sickle, a sight that sent chills down one's spine.
When his self-glow shone on Obito, who was standing below panting, Madara's lips suddenly curled into a meaningful smile.
Immediately afterwards, his deep, authoritative voice echoed in the empty cave, saying with a playful mockery, "You brat, how dare you come here again and disturb my peace?"