Lin Zhen, or Uchiha Shinji, looked confused at this moment.
He was now covered in bandages, lying on the bed with a dejected expression, unable to even get out of bed. Suddenly, a voice told him that the plane had been invaded!
A countdown was also given...
After waiting for a long time, there was no response. Shinji shouted in his heart: "Hey, you should explain clearly what the invasion is about!"
Still no response.
It was as if everything just now was just an auditory hallucination.
He was very speechless, but helpless. At the moment, it was difficult for him to even move.
Shinji spent the next few days in a state of confusion.
This is mainly because he was injured too badly.
The stab wound left by Itachi Uchiha on his chest was deep enough to the bone and severely damaged his lungs. Even with medical ninjutsu treatment, it would take time to recover slowly.
And that mysterious voice would suddenly sound in his ears every day, reminding him that the countdown was decreasing.
This made him realize that the mysterious voice was not an auditory hallucination, it was real!
undoubtedly.
After getting this result, he became even more depressed!
And as a few days passed, the impact of the genocide of the Uchiha clan, the largest family in Konoha, gradually became apparent.
Shinji's most personal feeling is that everyone looks sympathetic when they see him.
In fact, the vast majority of people in Konoha Village have no deep hatred against the Uchiha clan.
Everyone is more disgusted with the Uchiha clan's arrogance and domineering, and are afraid of the Uchiha clan's intimidating Sharingan.
After the Uchiha were exterminated, these daily conflicts disappeared.
Instead, there were sighs and sympathy. After all, Uchiha fought several ninja wars for Konoha and made a lot of sacrifices.
Shinji was receiving treatment while trying to adapt to all this.
At first, he was very scared, worried that his identity as a time traveler would be exposed, and worried that someone would eradicate him, the remnant of Uchiha.
However, a few days passed and things were calm for the time being.
At least in the hospital, everyone showed sympathy and kindness to him.
...
Snapped!
Shinji fell heavily to the ground.
The nurse quickly stepped forward to help him up, with a concerned look on her face: "You are too anxious, you should rest for a few more days and try again!"
Enduring the pain, Shinji said: "The doctor said that my injury has almost recovered and I can try to move my body."
The nurse also wanted to persuade: "But..."
"I can do it!"
Shinji refused the nurse's help.
He took a deep breath and took steps again.
Although every step he took was extremely difficult, he gritted his teeth and persisted.
Whether it was the weird countdown or being an Uchiha remnant who narrowly survived the night of genocide, he was not qualified to enjoy leisurely moments.
Snapped!
Fell again...
Get up again...
again and again!
Even the nurse next to him couldn't help but turn his head to the side.
After an afternoon of exercise, Shinji was finally able to walk.
The nurse didn't expect that he really persisted, and couldn't help but sigh: "It's incredible!"
Shinji said: "I want to go to the bathroom."
The nurse smiled: "I'll help you go."
"Need not."
Shinji declined.
He came to the bathroom alone, and after confirming that no one was there, he walked to a single room in the corner, closed the door, sat on the toilet, then lowered his head and put his hand on his forehead to cover his eyes.
"Mangekyo Sharingan, open!"
As he thought, the pupils in his eyes changed instantly.
Scarlet strikes, and the ink circle appears!
instantly.
His vision became extremely clear, and the lines on his left hand that covered his eyes were all revealed!
"Is this the Mangekyo Sharingan..."
He was surprised and happy at the same time.
In the past few days, in order to avoid the exposure of the Mangekyō Sharingan, he had been suppressing the urge to activate the Mangekyō Sharingan while lying on the hospital bed with limited mobility.
Now he finally found a chance to confirm it, and he was convinced!
On the way back to the ward, he saw another survivor of the same race, Uchiha Sasuke!
It's just that the guy has been sleeping because of the Tsukuyomi, and it seems that it will be difficult to wake up in a short time.
In the next few days, Shinji worked hard to recover.
At first, I could barely walk.
With his unremitting efforts, he gradually became able to trot and jump.
And that mysterious voice that would ring in his ears every day added an inexplicable urgency to his already busy hospital life.
Although he still doesn't know what the so-called 'invasion' refers to.
But it’s never wrong to prepare as much as possible.
One week after admission.
While the doctor was examining Shinji's body, he was amazed: "Your body recovered much faster than we expected."
Shinji replied: "Thank you."
The doctor shook his head: "Our medical ninjutsu can only treat wounds. Your physical recovery is the result of your hard work in the past few days."
Shinji clenched his fist and felt the power.
His efforts during this period of time seemed to have been in vain. With the treatment of medical ninjutsu, his body has basically recovered.
After a few words of advice, the doctor left the ward.
As soon as the doctor left, another figure walked in, smiled and asked Shinji: "How are you feeling today?"
Shinji nodded with a dull expression: "Much better."
The person who asked him was a young man with light blue hair and a smile.
The young man is Shinji's ninja school teacher Mizuki.
But Shinji knew that he had another identity, and that was Orochimaru's spy in Konoha.
Mizuki looked Shinji up and down, and then said: "Your injury is almost healed, and you can be discharged from the hospital today."
Shinji nodded.
After going through the discharge procedures, Mizuki led Shinji to an apartment building.
After opening an apartment on the third floor, Mizuki handed the key to Shinji: "This will be your new home from now on."
Shinji looked around and silently took the key.
Mizuki handed another bankbook to Shinji, told him a few things about life, and then left with a smile.
After carefully closing the door, the expression on Shinji's face became slightly richer.
The passbook Shuimu handed him was a pension issued by the village, which amounted to more than 7 million yuan, which was not a small amount.
After putting away his bankbook, Shinji looked out the window.
Although this apartment is small in size, it is located in the center of the village, only a few streets away from the ninja school, and the surrounding area is very prosperous.
Obvious.
The large area of Uchiha clan land cannot be defended by Shinji and the unconscious Sasuke.
So being placed here by the village didn't surprise him at all.
As for the pension of up to 7 million, I'm afraid it also includes compensation for the confiscation of the clan's land by the village.
Just thinking of the scene I saw in the morgue, the accumulation of the Uchiha clan for nearly a thousand years, as well as the Sharingan of those dead Uchiha clan members, may now have fallen into the hands of the village.
After such calculation, the pension of 7 million is not worth mentioning.
...
night.
Rows of lanterns and streaks of neon lights lit up the streets of the village.
The warm light seemed to drive away the coldness of the night.
In the apartment.
Shinji quietly looked out the window at the night view of Konoha Village, but his thoughts were on the next door.
The noises coming from next door from time to time made him a little suspicious, worried that someone was watching his every move next door.
But he soon gave up his doubts.
If someone was really watching him next door, they wouldn't have made these noises for him to hear.
"I don't know who lives next door..."
After secretly talking to himself, he lay down on the bed and thought about the future.
Until now, he still hasn't figured out why he traveled through time.
The 'return mission' and 'invasion' mentioned by the mysterious voice were even more confusing.
He tried many ways to call the mysterious voice and tried to communicate, but he found nothing, as if it only existed in his imagination.
He collected his thoughts: "No matter what, I have to work hard to survive first!"
Now he already has a pair of Mangekyō Sharingan, which can be regarded as a trump card at least until the Fourth Ninja War.
And with the demise of Uchiha, there are actually not many enemies who still harbor ill will towards him.
In addition to Danzo who led the genocide, Orochimaru who coveted the Sharingan, Itachi who killed him once, Obito who participated in the genocide, and other villages and organizations that are interested in the blood boundary of Uchiha, etc.
There's nothing...
Well, there are still quite a few threats!
"So it's much safer for me to stay in Konoha Village than running around!"
This principle is easy to understand.
He is now a survivor of the Uchiha genocide. As long as the Third Hokage still has face and Konoha still preaches the will of fire, no one will openly persecute him.
But he also knew that unlike Sasuke, he had Itachi's protection.
If he does something excessive, even if it is inconvenient for the third generation to do it, Danzo will definitely not miss the opportunity to crush him, a remnant of Uchiha, to death.
Just like these days, he could occasionally feel hidden eyes watching him.
"Stay still!"
He secretly made up his mind.
[The plane is invaded...]
【Countdown: 2】
Suddenly, the mysterious voice sounded in my ears again.
His face darkened.
The countdown number has changed from '9' a week ago to '2' now, which undoubtedly means that one number is one day.
Countdown '2' means there are only two days left... This chapter has been completed!
