Be The Main God From Naruto

Chapter 84: Games save the world, women's clothing destroys everything

At least, Obito knows that there are two ways.

The first is to use the reincarnation eye to completely revive Madara Uchiha, in the true sense of the resurrection!

Not to mention that the Samsara Eye is still on Nagato, even if Obito has Samsara Eye, he may not be able to completely resurrect Uchiha Madara with the outsider Reincarnation Innate Technique.

Although Madara Uchiha saved Obito at a critical moment, he just wanted to use Obito.

For this kindness, Obito felt that he had done his best to reincarnate the other party in this world by reincarnating with dirty soil.

The second method is to ask Madara Uchiha to learn loquat tenzos and find a way to spend time and vent negative emotions.

As things stand, the Glory Alliance gaming helmet seems to be the best option.

"game?"

Hearing Obito's words, Madara Uchiha looked like "You little **** are teasing me again".

When he just rescued Obito, the other party was a funny person with a detached personality. After seeing Ome Nohara Rin tragically killed by his comrade Kakashi, his personality finally became more stable...

Could it be that in the years since he was gone, has the other party reverted to his old ways?

Obito just looked at Madara blankly.

Of course, wearing a mask, even if he has any expressions, the other party can't see it.

The writing wheel eye is not a white eye, and it does not have such a domineering perspective ability.

"I heard a sentence recently. It is said to be the mantra of a certain chunin exam questioner, and I think it makes sense."

Obito opened the sealed scroll that he carried with him, took out the game helmet inside, and handed it to the other party: "No matter how much you say, it is better to act once."

With his help, Madara Uchiha put on his helmet and entered the game.

Tutorial for beginners.

Man-machine battle.

matching sequence.

After more than an hour, Madara Uchiha was out of the fight.

As the winner, he subconsciously chose "one more game".

It's weird.

He is clearly unable to generate any positive positive emotions such as happiness, happiness, contentment...

These have been insulated from him.

But for some reason, he felt that the option of "one more game" seemed to have some kind of fatal attraction that made him go on endlessly.

When Uzumaki Nagato, Uchiha Madara, Momoji Zaibuzhan and others are all immersed in virtual reality, no one in the real world will come out to make trouble.

In this case, time is fleeting and fleeting.

Deidara and the Red Sand Scorpion finally arrived at Konoha.

After many days of Konoha's unremitting efforts to cooperate with the publicity, the scale of the art exhibition is very large, and there are many participants.

Even, because today is designated as the "Konoha Art Festival", many civilians dress up extremely exaggeratedly.

A child with a lion's head dangling around...

A young girl dressed up as a nobleman...

A muscular man who transforms into a beauty with a transformation technique...

"Children" with old-fashioned words and deeds...

"This is Konoha! Hahaha! It really is an artist's paradise!"

Deidara looked at the passers-by dressed in different clothes on the streets and alleys, with high interest and a fanatical expression on his face.

The scorpion beside him did not respond, and still lowered his head and played with the wooden puppet.

"Senior is also a competent and excellent artist..."

Deidara clenched his fists, his eyes flickering with dim light: "However, my art is the best! Well. I will prove it!"

As soon as his rhetoric came out, he was bumped by a staggered blond girl.

The original curse words came to his mouth, but they got stuck again.

The fragrance is full of fragrance, and the girl's delicate face is like a shy peach blossom.

The other party's graceful figure, especially the pair of blue eyes, seems to be radiating light all the time, making people want to explore.

"Please... Please pay attention to safety!" Deidara's face was flushed, and he stammered.

He had never seen such a perfect and heart-warming girl, and for a while, it was a little messed up.

Facts have proved that the power of hormones can definitely be regarded as the top group in the world of signs.

Even a paranoid like Deidara will lose his mind because of the secretion of pheromones.

"Hehe... Thirty-fourth! Go on like this, it will be completed soon! Super simple task!"

The perfect blond fox-eared girl was surrounded by clouds of smoke, and in the blink of an eye, she turned into a stinky brat with fox whiskers.

It is Naruto Uzumaki.

Looking at the task progress bar in front of him, he felt that he must be the first.

Holding a game helmet, Kakashi transformed into a beautiful white-haired lady, saying that she would complete the task through strength.

What's so cool about live game streaming!

Naruto stuck out his tongue, feeling that Kakashi would fail this mission nine times out of ten.

"Thank you for helping me complete 1% of the task! If you have a chance to see you next time, please eat Yile Ramen! BYEBYE~"

Looking at the original appearance of the other party, Deidara was stunned for a long time.

When Naruto Uzumaki disappeared into the crowd, he finally came back to his senses.

"Kill you! Damn guy!"

Deidara was completely hysterical, with a broken expression on his face.

He put his hands into the ninja bag, chewing the white clay in the mouth in the palm of his hand.

"Sure enough, there is no artist's paradise in the world, it must be a dream!"

"Blow up everything here! The dream will wake up!"

"Well. It must be so!"

Deidara's terrorist attack was stopped by the Red Sand Scorpion.

2B youth is much more joyful, even if he has a career as an artist, it doesn't make any difference.

Deidara quickly forgot the "little unpleasantness" just now, and communicated with a red-haired lady who performed magic.

Deidara was very interested in clay, sand, jade, and the like, and even in their users.

He felt that the red-haired lady opposite must be an artist of sand, so he took the initiative to chat.

"Your ability is very similar to that of one of my companions...but he is now in Yuyin."

Gaara squinted at him and nodded coldly, "Yeah."

With shoulder-length red hair swaying in the wind, Gaara exuded an aura that no strangers should enter.

He didn't quite understand, he was the one who digged the pit, why did he even fall into it in the end?

This situation made him feel a little uncomfortable, so his temperament became more and more cold.

This made him invisibly judged by many passers-by as a "noble, glamorous and beautiful girl".

The quest completion indicator took Gaara's heart, racing towards a dangerous realm.

Originally, he hated this kind of scene, but just watching Kakashi and Naruto start to act, he reluctantly learned Naruto's seduction, conservative version because of his face.

Gaara doesn't know - there are some bottom lines, once lost, it will be a thousand miles away.

What happened next will not develop as originally imagined.

Humans are inherently animals that keep making excuses for themselves.

The wind and sand swirled around him, condensing into the appearance of animals for a while, and into the appearance of plants and buildings for a while.

Pigs, dogs, pandas, people...

Sunflowers, roses, mimosas…

In the end, these lifelike sand sculptures even come to life, interacting with each other, or communicating or fighting, making people unconsciously intoxicated.

Deidara's eyes were shining, and he was about to go up to express his views on art.

The other party just glanced at him lightly, and then his body gradually sanded, completely dissipating between heaven and earth.

The red-haired girl who controlled the sand eventually turned into flying sand.

Deidara faintly heard disdainful words.

"Murky Tendency... Perverted..."

He shook his head, believing it was his hallucination.

From this day, Konoha has the legend of "Goddess of Red Sand".

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