Naruto copy system

Chapter 606 Resurrection of the Dead ([-])
With the passage of time, with the joint efforts of Orochimaru, Second Hokage and others, large-scale resurrection that does not require genetic samples is finally feasible.

They finally created a special body that can be used by all souls.

It is only necessary to recall the soul from the underworld to determine whether it is eligible for resurrection, and the person can be completely resurrected.

For a while, Madara and Conan began to get busy.

Almost every day is spent searching souls through reincarnation eyes to determine whether these souls are eligible for resurrection.

As a result, more people who had no bones left were resurrected.

In just a few short months, the densely packed soul bodies of all sizes were wiped out in the entire underworld.

You know, in such a cruel place in the ninja world, most of the ninjas who died after the battle were either directly beaten by ninjutsu without any bones left, or they were unable to recover the corpses and destroyed them on the spot. Those who could be buried back to the village were, after all, a minority .

So the scale of the resurrection this time is completely dozens of times that of the previous one.

For a while, not only Konoha, but the entire ninja world fell into a sea of ​​jubilation.

Iruka's parents, three generations of sons, and even more people have finally found their own happiness.

Silently scanning the happy people below, Conan suddenly turned his head and smiled at Madara behind him.

"Madara, how do you feel? Are you satisfied with such a world? Such a world without hatred and pain is no worse than the fantasy world you read infinitely."

Ban Wenyan slightly tilted his head, curled his lips unnaturally.

"It's okay, but I really want to know how long this kind of peace can last."

Said Madara glanced at the first generation who had just been revived next to him.

"At the beginning, Zhujian also created a seemingly beautiful peace. Although it may be far from yours, I am still worried about how long your peace can last. If all these orders fall apart after your death, then we will not Is it the same as failure?"

"I don't know how long it will last. At least a few thousand years is no problem. Even if there are no mistakes, tens of thousands of years are no problem."

Conan stared into the distance.

"I have done everything I can, eliminate the pain and hatred among people, establish a unified regime, eliminate contradictions and conflicts between races, and at the same time, with the help of the first generation of adults, I have also produced The output of crops is more than ten times, and the output is still increasing, enough to ensure that people no longer need to worry about the problem of food. Under this premise, I believe that as long as there is a chance to survive, even if there is a small-scale It is impossible for the turmoil in the country to lead to a large-scale war."

"After all, the source of war is nothing more than a war for living space, and now Didara and Scorpion's spaceships have almost been developed. Compared with the vast outer space, our average survival The pressure is almost zero, even if our population increases ten thousand times, it may not be able to fill a few planets, the universe is so big, it should be enough for our descendants to toss for tens of thousands of years."

"As for the future, I'm afraid it's not our turn to worry about it."

"At least I have set an example for them, even if war may come again one day in the future. But I believe that the peaceful day of unity will be ushered in soon."

Ban Wenyan twitched the corner of his mouth lightly: "It's true, we don't need to worry about the future."

The first generation also nodded: "Indeed, it is enough to be able to do this. As for the future, let our descendants continue to work hard."

The three of them quietly looked at the joyful and peaceful village under their feet, and all of a sudden they became fascinated.

To some extent, the three reformers who pursued peace finally ushered in the peace they pursued.
After a long silence, the first generation suddenly got up.

"I still have to pick up my younger brothers from school, so let's go first."

And Madara suddenly remembered something.

"Huh, I almost forgot, I'm going too. I hope those little guys didn't cause me any trouble today."

Conan raised his eyebrows slightly when he heard the words.

"Sorry, it looks like they've gotten you into trouble."

Saying that, not far from the Konoha School, there was an explosion that soared into the sky.

Accompanied by a large amount of smoke and dust, several people can be vaguely seen fighting fiercely.

Take a closer look, who else can there be besides the first generation and Madara's younger brothers.

"These boys."

Madara and the first generation cover their faces at the same time.

"Haha."

Conan laughed mercilessly.

"Well, it's pretty pleasant to get along with my brothers."

Immediately, Hashirama and Madara's expressions became more embarrassing.

These bear children born in the war years are fundamentally different from the children in the peaceful age.

Seeing other children who are cowardly, they can't help but habitually go up and beat them up. The reason is that it is for your own good. It is even more habitual when they see classmates who are not pleasing to the eye, especially when the other party is the younger brother of Madara and the first generation. Even the teachers who are not as strong as them are not in the eyes.

This broke Madara and Hashirama's hearts, causing them headaches every day.

However, judging from the happiness gleaming in the eyes of the two of them, it is obvious that such troubles made them both painful and happy.

For the two of them, being able to accompany their younger brothers to grow up safely, and watching them get married and have children, is their greatest happiness, right?
"Hashirama, go back and take care of your younger brothers, they are almost leading my younger brothers to ruin."

"Bah, it's obvious that your younger brothers don't learn well and always lead my younger brother down."

"You are talking nonsense, obviously"

Seeing the backs of the two people walking away while making noise, Conan was silent for a moment, and walked towards his home silently.

"Conan is back? You have to wait a while for dinner."

"Oh, I see."

Conan looked at the figure who was constantly busy, slightly lost in thought.

The person in front of him was none other than the biological mother of the body he had only met once when he first came to this world.

Perhaps it was due to the natural intimacy of blood, but after the slight embarrassment at the beginning, he easily adapted to the extra parents.

Over the past few days, he has also gotten along very happily with this pair of biological parents, and of course the relationship with his original adoptive parents, Hai Yi, is still very good.

"Now I have two pairs of parents who love me."

Lying silently on the bed, Conan thought in a trance: "I think. I should be happy too."

Unconsciously, a smile appeared on the corner of Conan's mouth.

(End of this chapter)