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Naruto settled into the hospital, Although the medical ninja had used the "Subtle Extraction Technique" to extract the virus, Naruto insisted on staying for ten days.
He remembered something about a "ten-day observation method" from the rabies information on Baidu. It was better to be careful than sorry, so he set a small goal to stay for ten days first.
Naruto also went back to look for the dog, wanting to see if it could still be saved, but he couldn't find it. Naruto could only go and leave some grilled fish, steamed buns, and stuffed pancakes every day, hoping to lure it out.
Naruto treated these ten days as a vacation, because the Kurama boss had spoken, saying that there would be hellish training after he was discharged.
It felt like Naruto was simply losing face for him, the Nine-Tails. The Nine-Tails Jinchuriki was bitten by a dog, and would have almost died if he hadn't gone to the hospital. Where was he, the Nine-Tails, supposed to put his face?
Kurama meant that as long as you didn't die, you should train to death. You could almost be bitten to death by a dog, so it would be good if you trained to death, and they could quickly replace you with someone else.
So, Naruto on vacation... went to kick trees again, following his usual routine, except he had changed the location from the classroom to the hospital.
There was no way. He felt uncomfortable all over if he didn't move for a day, just like suddenly getting a vacation when you're at work.
Oh, right, he also returned the book to the little loli.
On the seventh day, Naruto got a new roommate, Sasuke.
One of the two remaining seedlings of the Uchiha clan, the entire clan had been wiped out. In the later stages, he killed his own brother, then had a daughter with Sakura, and if the daughter married out, she would have to change her surname. If someone married in, it would be fine, but if not, then the clan would be passively wiped out.
Naruto saw the little brat lying on the bed next door when he came back from exercising in the morning. He sighed that the ninja world was really cruel. The number one clan in Konoha was gone, just like that.
Sasuke woke up on the second day of being unconscious, staring blankly at the ceiling, motionless.
Naruto didn't know how to comfort him. He couldn't understand the feeling of having his entire clan killed. First of all, they weren't people from the same world, and their worldviews were different. Secondly, he hadn't experienced having his whole family killed. The peace in his previous life was like heaven to the people in Naruto.
He just put two apples on Sasuke's bedside table, and then continued his own life.
The symbolism of apples was pretty good.
Naruto's ten-day observation ended, and he and Sasuke were discharged from the hospital one after the other. This was really a coincidence.
At the entrance of the hospital, the two looked at each other, Sasuke walked to the right, and Naruto didn't walk to the left... but opened a portal and left.
Sasuke was still carrying a bag of apples...
From beginning to end, there wasn't a single word. Sasuke didn't want to say anything, and Naruto didn't usually talk to people he wasn't familiar with. That's just how he was, oh, except for taxi drivers and barbers.
Back in the classroom, even though three days had passed, the class was still discussing the Uchiha clan. It was estimated that only the Nine-Tails Jinchuriki dying of rabies could suppress that.
"Naruto-kun, are you okay?" Hinata had been worried for a long time since Naruto said he was sick and hospitalized when he returned the book last time, and that he needed to come in a few days.
"Yeah, I'm fine, thanks Hinata-chan," Naruto replied.
The little loli Hinata didn't care about what happened to the Uchiha clan, she only cared about Naruto-kun's condition.
Then, she saw Naruto start to space out, his head slowly turning, his gaze scattering as he looked at Sasuke.
"Naruto-kun!"
"Oh, oh, oh," Naruto regained his senses. He was used to it. As long as he heard Hinata call him like that, it meant he was spacing out again uncontrollably.
Naruto just wanted to say, Ashura, mmp cursing phrase did you hear that? mmp.
Just wait and see how I'll beat your dad's mom in the future.
"Why does Naruto-kun keep staring at Sasuke?" Hinata asked.
In one year, Tsuchima Taihei had changed seats, but Naruto-kun was still looking over there. Even a fool knew that he was looking at Sasuke.
"Uh..." Naruto's brain started to spin wildly. How should he explain this? Should he tell her about the grievances and love affairs of the Otsutsuki family?
"I heard that the Uchiha clan was very strong before, and I've always wanted to try and see how big the gap between him and me is," Naruto found a reason at random because his brain couldn't turn around. He didn't even believe it himself.
"Oh, is that so," Hinata believed it. Things like challenging the strong happened in Konoha every day. It wasn't strange that Naruto-kun had such thoughts.
Naruto was speechless. He was challenging him? He should be challenging me. With the bunch of classmates in the current class, Naruto believed that he could beat a whole class. As long as it wasn't a life-or-death battle, even if they all added up and did a tag team match, the one standing in the end would definitely be him.
Having strong stamina and strong recovery was to do whatever you wanted.
He didn't attend class at all in the afternoon. Naruto ran to the forest at noon and started hellish training.
He found the tree he had broken before, tidied it up, took out a rope, tied it up, tied the other end to himself, and started running while dragging the tree.
Naruto didn't know how to train, so he decided to learn from Kakarot, dragging things to run. When his body got better, he would run with weights. In the future, if he had the opportunity, he would have the Tsuchikage old man use the Added-Weight Rock Technique on him and just treat it as a gravity room.
The Third Hokage removed the crystal ball, took out a bottle of painkillers from his pocket, poured out two pills, and swallowed them in one gulp.
He had lived for so many years and had seen people trying to get stronger for their families, for the village, for power, for desire, for challenging the strong. He had seen all kinds of reasons for getting stronger.
Today was the first time he had seen someone working hard to get stronger because he was bitten by a dog. And it wasn't just ordinary effort. He would lie down for a while when he was exhausted, and then get up and continue. Would this reason really have so much motivation?
"Brat, don't act like a dead dog, get up and continue," Kurama's voice urged Naruto like a devil.
"Yes," Naruto continued to run, thinking in his heart that he would get revenge by making Kurama lose weight in the future. If you don't lose weight then, let's see what face you have to meet the other Tailed Beasts.
Dragging a tree was much more tiring than kicking trees, especially a tree that hadn't been cleaned of its branches. The branches were like a plow, and Naruto felt like he was that old ox, the yellow-haired old ox.
It was said to be running, but it wasn't much faster than walking.
Speaking of which, could I sign up to plow the fields? I shouldn't be worse than an old ox, right? Moreover, I don't need to be fed, which is more energy-saving and environmentally friendly than a tractor. It's a very good choice to make money and exercise.
His body was so tired that all sorts of inexplicable thoughts popped out of his head.
He didn't consider his identity as the Nine-Tails Jinchuriki and whether he would be beaten to death by Kurama if he applied for the job of a professional old ox, whether the Third Hokage would have a myocardial infarction, or whether the Hyuga clan would not want this son-in-law.
He only considered himself.
He went home like a dead dog at night, and got up like a stray dog the next day.
There was no way, his recovery was too good.
In the morning, he continued to kick trees, and in the afternoon, he changed kicking trees to dragging trees.
Naruto felt that in these few years since he came to the Naruto world, he had been laying soil for the first few years, and strip trees for the last few years. Maybe he would have to build a home to defend against a zombie invasion in the next few years.
Naruto collapsed on the ground like a tired dog. How could the good Naruto world become like this? Why did he play this broken game in the first place? It would have been better if he had watched One-Punch Man.
"Brat, continue."
Helplessly, he climbed up and continued to drag the tree. He felt that his head couldn't stop thinking except in Sage Mode.
No wonder he hadn't even touched the edge of Sage Mode after cultivating for so long. How could a otaku like him empty his mind? Even if he to favor an imperial concubine hundreds of wives in his mind every day, it wouldn't be enough in a year.
And the most important thing was, how could a otaku like him be laying soil and strip trees like this now? He didn't study civil engineering in the first place.
You deserve not being able to learn Sage Mode.