BSI Chapter 913 Nephew, you don't want to become a unit of measurement for combat power, do you?
Chapter 913 Nephew, you don't want to become a unit of measurement for combat power, do you?
"Clang!"
"Who are you!?"
Upon suddenly hearing an unfamiliar voice, Kakashi, after a brief moment of confusion, quickly drew a short blade and held it horizontally in front of his chest, his eyes filled with vigilance as he looked at the curly-haired man who had appeared out of nowhere.
"Me? Just an Uchiha who's passing by."
Uchiha Gin sized up the familiar yet unfamiliar silver-haired, brooding boy before him, a lazy, satisfied smile playing on his lips.
It seems his attempt was successful; it is indeed possible to travel through time using the power of the dragon vein.
Just
He gently rubbed the dull dragon vein card in his palm. It depicted a giant dragon carrying a castle on its back, but it didn't look too well.
He lay limply on the ground, like a stud dog that had been thrown into a female dog farm all night, his tongue lolling out to one side, looking half-dead.
Gin Uchiha shoved the weakened Dragon Vein Card into his pocket and sighed inwardly.
Is the consumption too high?
Perhaps because of its immense size, the dragon vein nearly exhausted its essence and died just from bringing it to this timeline, and it is unknown when it will be able to accumulate enough energy for the next time travel.
Meanwhile, Kakashi, after hearing Uchiha Gin's self-introduction, began to seriously scrutinize the unfamiliar man before him.
Wearing classic Uchiha blue,
The collar area features the same ping-pong paddle as Obito's.
In terms of appearance, the person before him did indeed possess the basic characteristics of the Uchiha clan, but Kakashi frowned and racked his brains for a long time, yet he couldn't find a character in the known Konoha ninja database who corresponded to Uchiha Gin.
"Don't you believe me? This is my headband."
Noticing the doubt in Kakashi's eyes, Uchiha Gin pulled out a Konoha headband he always carried and showed it to him.
"This proves nothing."
Unfortunately, the brand-new headband did not dispel Kakashi's suspicions. After all, headbands are the easiest thing to counterfeit these days, and he had at least seven or eight different styles of ninja village headbands in his bag.
"Uh, let me think about it."
Seeing that Kakashi still looked distrustful, Gin Uchiha stroked his chin, his eyes suddenly lighting up.
"By the way! Obi-tou, judging from your age, you should know Obi-tou, right?"
Upon hearing this name, Kakashi's wariness instantly diminished, replaced by a strong sense of gossip.
What is your relationship with Obito?
As far as Kakashi knew, Obito wasn't highly regarded within the clan because of his poor academic performance; ordinary Uchiha people barely paid him any attention and rarely heard him talk about his clan.
But this unfamiliar Uchiha in front of me seems to be quite familiar with Obito. Could he be a relative of that idiot?
"Me and Obi-tou, huh?"
Uchiha Gin counted on his fingers the generations, realizing that telling the truth might be too sensational.
After a brief moment of careful consideration, he straightened the wrinkles in his clothes and introduced himself in a serious manner.
“Obi-tou is my nephew whom I have never met.”
"Huh? How is that possible?"
Kakashi blinked in bewilderment. He remembered that apart from his grandmother, all of Obito's other family members had died in missions and on the battlefield. How did an uncle suddenly appear out of nowhere?
"It's a long story."
"Then let's get to the point."
"I just can't do anything with kids like you."
Seeing Kakashi's determined attitude, Uchiha Gin curled his lip.
"I'm not a child anymore, I'm a Chunin now!"
Special times, special policies. In this unstable era, Kakashi, a child prodigy, displayed his talent early on, successfully becoming a Chunin at the age of six.
Not only did he break the record of an unknown predecessor, but he also successfully maintained this record in Boruto.
"Oh, that's really impressive."
Uchiha Gin gave him a perfunctory thumbs-up, which made Kakashi's forehead veins bulge.
"Don't change the subject, you haven't explained your identity yet!"
"Tsk! You're Sakumo's child, aren't you?"
"You know my father?"
"Not only that, I also held your father in my arms. I even held you in your father's arms."
Gin Uchiha, who almost let slip the secret, changed the subject and nodded with a sigh.
“But my father never mentioned that he had an Uchiha friend.”
Looking at Uchiha Gin, who was trying to get close to him, with suspicion in his eyes, Kakashi's doubts deepened.
"Let me think. Does your dad like to secretly read pornographic magazines late at night?"
"Uh!"
Kakashi's expression froze upon hearing this, his eyes widening in disbelief.
How did you know?
"How could I not know? Your father borrowed his early education books from me."
Uchiha Gin nodded seriously, and fearing Kakashi wouldn't believe him, he added,
"Your dad loves watching giant husbands' pre-marital sex, right?"
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As a series of indistinct, pixelated images floated by, Kakashi fell into a brief silence.
A few seconds later, he sheathed his dagger, knelt down abruptly on the scorching sand, and spoke with utmost respect for his elder.
"Nephew greets Uncle!"
Even my deceased mother didn't know my father's secrets, yet the person in front of me knew them like the back of my hand. This person must be an elder who had a life-or-death relationship with my father.
"Looks like you've watched quite a bit of this, kid."
Seeing Kakashi suddenly slide to his knees, Uchiha Gin raised an eyebrow, a mocking smile playing on his lips.
"I...I just accidentally did it while cleaning my father's study."
Kakashi, his face flushed with embarrassment, tried to explain with evasive eyes, but his appearance seemed utterly pathetic to anyone else.
"Alright, I won't tell your father, but I still have to give you a few words of advice. Don't watch that kind of stuff at such a young age, or you might grow up to be a unit of measurement for combat power."
Seeing that he had successfully fooled him, Uchiha Gin immediately put on the airs of an elder and scolded the guilty Kakashi so badly that he couldn't even lift his head.
"That guy."
After fooling young Kakashi, Uchiha Gin turned his gaze to another figure lying unconscious on the scorching sand.
"Does your uncle know him?"
"do not know."
Uchiha Gin lifted his foot and flipped the half-cooked Yamato over, then shook his head, feigning confusion.
"So that's a fake?"
Kakashi drew his short blade again with a clang, carefully choosing where to strike. It was astonishing that someone so young could already be so adept at killing; Uchiha Gin watched in disbelief.
"Nephew, please have mercy! Let's wake him up and interrogate him before killing him." Worried that Kakashi might actually kill Yamato with a single blow, Uchiha Gin spoke up with a serious expression to stop him.
"Uncle is still the most experienced."
Perhaps because Uchiha Gin had something on him, Kakashi didn't object to the suggestion at all. After sheathing his short sword, he took out a bundle of rope and skillfully bound the unconscious Yamato tightly.
"Snapped!"
As the small slap landed, Yamato, still immersed in a sweet dream, was suddenly awakened.
"Ah, where am I?"
Feeling a stinging pain on his cheek, Yamato struggled to open his eyes, only to find that the people standing in front of him were not his three subordinates, but two unfamiliar figures, one large and one small.
"Speak! Who are you, and why are you impersonating a Konoha ninja?"
Kakashi shook his aching hand and pressed a kunai against the neck of the bewildered Yamato.
"Huh? Where did I impersonate someone? You... wait, who are you?"
Still reeling from the time travel, a dazed Yamato instinctively retorted, his blank gaze falling on the diminutive Kakashi before him, his pupils suddenly contracting.
Am I dreaming? Isn't this a young version of Kakashi-senpai?
After being stunned for nearly ten seconds, he suddenly remembered the description of dragon veins in this mission, and the doubt in his eyes was instantly replaced by shock.
Could it be that I was taken to the past by the spacetime power of the dragon vein?
As expected of a top ninja who has worked in the Anbu for many years, Yamato quickly analyzed his situation in just a few seconds.
"Hey~ this guy seems to know you."
Uchiha Gin reached out and patted Kakashi's head, speaking with great interest.
"Who are you.?"
Drawn over by his voice, Yamato carefully examined Uchiha Gin, his brow furrowing almost imperceptibly.
Uchiha?
However, there is no similar ninja in the Root's ninja files. Could it be that they were omitted?
"Hmph! Don't try to fool me."
Kakashi snorted coldly and thrust the kunai forward.
"Tell me, who sent you?"
"I apologize, but for certain reasons I cannot disclose my identity. However, I can assure you that I am definitely a Konoha ninja."
Even if he were to travel back in time, his every word and action would have an irreversible impact on the future. After taking a deep breath, Yamato shook his head with a solemn expression.
As he spoke, his large hand, which was behind his back, twitched slightly, preparing to break free from the ropes binding him.
"Snapped!"
However, the next second, Uchiha Gin's slap, though late, landed precisely on Yamato's head. Looking at Yamato's face filled with resentment, Uchiha Gin warned in a dangerous tone,
"Did I tell you to move it? Don't blame me for not warning you, my nephew is still young. If he doesn't hold on properly and falls, cutting off some random thing, we won't be responsible."
As if to cooperate with Uchiha Gin, Kakashi deliberately shook the kunai in his hand with the pointed end facing down a few times after hearing this, scaring Yamato so much that he almost cowered in fear.
"Ugh! No! Let's talk this out~ Let's talk this out~"
With a beaming smile, Yamato nodded to the two of them, but a hint of horror flickered in his eyes as he looked at Uchiha Gin.
How could this unfamiliar Uchiha detect his subtle movements? Just who is he?
Why would someone call Kakashi-senpai "nephew"? Why has Kakashi-senpai never mentioned this person before?
the other side,
Just as Naruto was about to catch up with Sara, who had stormed off in a huff, he discovered that a group of mysterious people had forcibly kidnapped her before he could.
After a chase through the ruins of the underground ancient city, Naruto successfully rescued the still-shaken Sara.
"Who are you people? Are you underlings of that old hag Bandai?"
Relying on Naruto's backing, Sara sternly questioned the masked thugs wielding crude weapons.
The masked men exchanged glances, realizing they were no match for Naruto, and voluntarily dropped their weapons and removed their masks.
"Princess Sarah, please save me."
Who are you?
Looking at the sallow, emaciated, unfamiliar faces, Sarah frowned slightly. These weren't assassins; they were clearly a group of starving refugees.
"We are refugees who came to Loulan seeking refuge."
One of the women, a tall and elegant woman with a refined air, stepped forward from the line and introduced herself, pursing her lips.
"Refugees? Hasn't Mother already provided you with shelter and a minimum standard of living?"
As the heir to the throne, Sarah was involved in some political activities. Although she was not clear on the details of Loulan's acceptance of refugees, she knew a little about it.
“That’s how it started, but after a few days, a group of puppets kidnapped us all and brought us to this dark and dreary place, where we are forced to do hard physical labor every day. Many of us have already lost our lives because of this.”
The refugee representative nodded at first, then shook his head with a sorrowful expression and recounted their tragic plight.
"How could that be? An Lushan is in charge of dealing with the refugees; he would never do something like that. I understand!"
Sarah's eyes widened in surprise upon hearing this, then, as if she had realized something, her expression instantly turned extremely grim.
"It must have been done by that old hag Wan Dai. She's the only one in the entire Loulan who's skilled in puppetry."
“We don’t know who is behind this. We just want Princess Sarah to tell Her Majesty the truth about our ordeal so that we can rescue everyone trapped underground.”
"Leave it to me! I will definitely get you out of here and expose that old hag's true colors!"
Feeling the hopeful gazes around her, Sarah nodded firmly.
"Naruto, you'll help me, right?"
"Um... I just feel something's not right. I remember Centipede was a skinny, lecherous-looking monkey, but your prime minister is..."
Naruto, at least, had a brain the size of a walnut. Looking at Sara's confident face, he frowned and said...
"Don't the hentai scum among you ninjas know that kind of despicable transformation technique, turning a grown man into a busty, voluptuous woman or something?"
Naruto's expression froze upon hearing this, and his eyes inexplicably became somewhat evasive.
"I think you have a point!"
"boom!"
The two had just reached an agreement when, in the next second, beams of purple laser light rained down from above. The refugees' faces turned deathly pale, their eyes brimming with terror.
"They're coming to get us!"
“Sarah, you lead everyone to escape, I'll deal with them.”
Protecting the ordinary people behind him, Naruto drew his chakra sword from his waist, his azure eyes filled with fighting spirit.
"Please."
Sara knew that staying would only be a burden, so she led the refugees toward a safe evacuation point. An Lushan, who had been watching this from the shadows, frowned sharply.
If this group of free laborers were to escape to the surface, wouldn't his underground puppet weapons factory be exposed to the world?
"It seems we'll have to move it up."
With a sinister expression, An Lushan moved his fingers, and several ancient-looking puppets emerged from behind him, charging towards the retreating Sara and the others at his control.
"Shadow Clone Technique!"
Seeing this, Naruto, who was engaged in a fierce battle with several puppets, immediately created several clones to intercept the puppets.
An Lushan looked at Naruto, who had blocked all his puppets, and a strange look flashed in his eyes.
This brat from Konoha seems to be of some use after all.
"Clatter—!"
He beckoned with his finger again, and a slender, dark figure slowly emerged from the shadows. An Lushan licked his lips, then pressed his finger down sharply, and the figure vanished instantly.
"Whoosh!"
Having figured out the puppets' attack patterns, Naruto handled them with ease, quickly eliminating most of the puppets.
"careful!"
Before he could even crack a smug smile, Sarah behind him screamed.
"Oh!"
Naruto only saw a blur before a delicate, slender fist struck his vulnerable abdomen. The force of the blow sent his stomach churning, and he was sent flying backward, crashing heavily at the feet of the group who hadn't yet retreated, kicking up a cloud of dust.
"vomit!"
Sara rushed forward to support Naruto, who was vomiting bile, and looked up at the gracefully landing "Bandai" with eyes full of resentment.
"You old hag, still insisting you're not the mastermind behind this!" (End of Chapter)