Two-dimensional System of Mischief

"This time, we must find your lair, Shimura Danzo..."

Under the cover of the nano suit, clothes that would not rebound even the moonlight, let Uzumaki quickly approach the three root chunin.

"Huh? Is someone here again?"

In the perception, there are many people one after another, approaching the three Genbu Chunin.

Sensing the direction everyone was heading for, Uzumaki Kamidai raised his head in the darkness, his eyes were cloudy and he looked at the distance in this direction.

'Didn't expect the roots to be here. '

More and more people gathered around, Uzumaki Kamidai held his breath and chakra, making himself and the surroundings one.

After these ninja rounds, there was no direct communication, as Uzumaki could see.

It seems that Shimura Danzo has strict discipline on his subordinates.

When all the people meet, at most they just nod to each other.The Uzumaki God Generation followers came to Konoha's place, a hidden and unremarkable gate.

"Who!?"

Suddenly there was commotion in the group, and a root member suddenly let out a low growl into the darkness.

All the root members have entered the combat realm mode, and Uzumaki Goddai swallowed his saliva, but he didn't expect that there were sentient ninjas in this organization.

"Ah, captain, don't shoot, it's me."

As soon as the root team member raised his hand, everyone put away their weapons and looked at the person vigilantly.

And the ninja who made the sound seemed to recognize who was coming, nodded to him, put his hands on his hips, and looked around everyone present.

"Very good, everyone is here."

After speaking, under the leadership of the ninja, he whispered something behind the gate, and then knocked on the gate according to a certain pattern.

Karala!

Only then did this thick rock gate open to both sides. Uzumaki God Dai looked through the eyes and calculated the distance in his heart.

Gritting his teeth, Chakra gushed out in one breath.

When the leading ninja turned around and looked back, Uzumaki also threw himself into the space jump.

Root Ninja: ? ? ?

Turning around and feeling something, Genbu Ninja looked in a certain direction, but there was nothing there.

Scratching his head strangely, he stared at the group of ninjas who looked at him curiously.

"You go back first."

"Yes, Captain."

Swish!Swish!Swish!

The root ninjas rushed in, watched everyone go in, and watched the gate close with their own eyes.

The root troop commander turned around and walked vigilantly, which direction he looked in before.

Clang!

A handful of kunai appeared in the hands of Captain Gen, who walked slowly and carefully when he came to the back of the cover.

'Um?nothing?Is it strange that I am overthinking? '

After coming to the location where Uzumaki was before, he found nothing. The root troop leader scratched his head and raised his head vigilantly, looking around.

Only then did he feel relieved and take back the bitterness in his hands.

In the root base camp, a black shadow quickly flashed across the fence.The strange thing is that every time this black shadow landed, it didn't make any sound.

With the complex terrain and stricter surveillance, the Uzumaki gods have been circling non-stop for a long time after they came in.

With keen perception, there are several layers of barriers in this base camp.

Fortunately, the space jump of the Uzumaki Age of Gods is fine.

Let the Uzumaki Gods pass through layers of barriers without disturbing the barriers without anyone noticing.

'Um?What room is this? '

After arriving at the root base camp, he jumped several rooms in a row relying on the space, which was an eye-opener for the Age of Uzumaki.

There is everything in this root base camp, but of course there are still many rooms that attract the Uzumaki God Generation.

Sensing that in this room, someone seems to be using Chakra again, Uzumaki Jindai cautiously moved over.

I saw a young man with his hand facing a pot full of soil.

"Woodun, the tree world is coming!"

Uzumaki Age of Gods:! ! ?

Hearing the young man's slightly middle-secondary voice, Uzumaki Kindai almost didn't laugh out loud, but when he looked into the soil basin in front of the young man.

A crooked little sapling grown from 'crazy'?

The Uzumaki God Generation lying on his stomach in the dark layer almost stared out his eyes.