Vision Deprivation!
In an instant, his vision turned dark.
Akabane took a deep breath and quickly mobilized his spiritual power to calm the Chakra in his body, and his vision gradually recovered.
"How about it, do you want to learn it?"
Sarutobi smiled.
He really didn't have many Genjutsu, but the Dark Walk Technique is different, it's very practical, especially when it comes to certain families …
"Of course!"
It's really wise of him to not want it.
Akabane listened carefully and quickly memorized the order of the Chakra and the method of mobilizing spiritual power.
However, this is an A-class Genjutsu, and it will take a long time to learn it. He glanced at the exchange list, but there was no such thing as "Dark Walk Technique".
"I can only practice it by myself?"
He regretfully smacked his lips.
A-class Genjutsu, if he wants to learn this thing, he will be exhausted, and he doesn't lack any Genjutsu methods …
"Forget it, I might as well draw a few more."
Akabane comforted himself in his heart.
Sarutobi didn't know what Akabane was thinking, but according to his character, it's not difficult to guess his next goal.
Sure enough …
"Sensei, where are we going to live?"
He didn't lie down for a long time, and it's almost noon, so he wanted to find a place to take a nap.
Practicing Ninjutsu can be done later, drawing is too tiring, so he can let the clone do it … Well, he just needs to rest.
"Don't worry, you should practice more Genjutsu."
Sarutobi said with a smile.
"…"
Akabane sneered, he wants to force him to practice Genjutsu?
He turned around and walked out of the courtyard.
"I'm going to see how the manga is selling."
There's always a place to stay, it's more comfortable than standing.
"…"
Sarutobi's expression was stiff, and after he left, he smacked his lips and smoked.
This kid, it's good to be diligent.
Akabane left the courtyard and went to the entrance of the village to meet with the caravan.
Although he's a stranger, because he came out of the Patriarch's house, no one made it difficult for him.
Until he reached the entrance of the village, he finally saw Zuo Fuuma.
"Move the cabinet, yes, put it here!"
Zuo Fuuma loudly ordered his men to quickly set up the house.
This room had been unused for a period of time, so there was a lot of dust accumulated on it. Just cleaning it took them a lot of time.
However …
"What are you putting up there?"
When Akabane saw the renovation of the shop, he almost vomited.
"Mr. Akabane, do you think … something is wrong?"
Zuo Fuuma asked in shock.
As he spoke, he even turned around to take a look. His heart grew more and more suspicious.
No matter how he looked at it, it didn't seem right!
"The store is so ugly that the customers will feel uncomfortable just by looking at it, let alone buying anything."
"Do you know what symmetry is?"
Akabane looked constipated. He didn't have obsessive-compulsive disorder, but it was an insult to his identity as an art student to be so disorderly.
It was just a setup. Was it that exaggerated?
Fujen Zuo pondered for a long time, but still couldn't understand what he meant.
Red Feather walked around in a circle, then took out a pen and paper, and quickly drew a sketch.
Then, he threw the sketch into Fujen's left hand.
"Follow this."
Zuo Fujen looked at it carefully and then ordered his men to follow it.
With the sketch, everyone was able to quickly set it up.
Not too long later, the room was in order.
The cabinets were placed neatly on both sides, with a table in the middle with a manga on it.
"Sir, it really is much better!"
Zuo Fuuma was pleasantly surprised.
"It's still not enough."
Akabane looked in from the outside and shook his head regretfully. There were still a few posters missing.
After thinking for a bit, he had an idea.
"When you go to advertise, tell those people that not only do you have manga to buy, you can also get a random hand-drawn portrait."
Akabane made a hand seal, creating an identical shadow clone next to him.
"Alright, I'll do it right away."
Zuo Fuuma agreed.
The ninjas of Whirlpool Tide Village were out, but their families were still there. Zuo Fuuma's target group was precisely this group of people.
So he immediately went there with a manga and began to sell it to each household.
In front of the shop, the shadow clone set up the equipment, sat down, and began to mix paint.
Street painting!
Akabane's idea was to draw a poster on the spot, then mount it in the shop, killing two birds with one stone.
As for his main body … After moving the manga to the cart, Akabane laid down a few sheets of paper.
"Unfortunately, the second volume was still being printed, otherwise I could have sold both volumes together and earned quite a bit of points."
He thought to himself.
Calculating the time, the second volume of Wood Leaf should be on sale soon.
Akabane didn't want to go back to Wood Leaf for now. The Third Generation and Danzo would probably leave him here anyway.
If he had enough points to exchange for a Sharingan or a Half-immortal body, his survivability would greatly increase.
There's no such thing as having too many life-saving abilities.
Akabane thought to himself.
Up until now, he hadn't used Grand Fireball, Mist Concealment, or Silent Assassination. In the future, these would all be his trump cards.
"If I want peace, I won't be able to use these ninjutsu, unfortunately …"
Akabane laid down on the cart, staring at the trees, flowers, and plants.
To the current him, lying down and resting was the most precious time of his life. Maybe tomorrow, he will be like the future Sannin, going out to hunt the "Renegade".
After finishing his work, the surroundings gradually became quiet, only the sound of the tool man working hard could be heard.
Akabane laid down on the cart and slowly fell asleep.
At this moment, the sound of footsteps on the ground and on the flatbed entered his ears in a chaotic manner.
Then, these sounds became clearer and clearer.
Akabane turned sideways on the cart, looked up, and saw children running from behind.
Only children?
He froze for a moment, although children are the easiest to be tempted by manga, but if it's only children, who will pay?
Is it charity!?
"Akabane -nii-san, Uncle Sarutobi was right, you really came here."
Suddenly, a clear voice came.
What's this voice?
Akabane immediately lay down and slowly looked up at the shadow clone.
A group of children had arrived, with the family leader's little loli leading the way.
"Wow, is the Third Generation taking revenge?"
Akabane felt uncomfortable as he shrunk his head and secretly used his transformation technique.
However …
"Hey, this is the real Akabane -nii-san."
Akabane looked up and saw an innocent face. He was sure that he had used his transformation technique.
"Didn't Brother give you a manga?"
He sat up and coughed awkwardly.
"I came to find Akabane -nii-san, but then I heard from Uncle Fuuma that you were drawing."
Kiyoshi explained.
She came all the way here without anyone leading the way, which might mean …
'Her ability is perception!'
He thought to himself.
In the manga, Karin had a powerful perception ability. When combined with her special ninjutsu, Kagura's Mind's Eye, she could be called a human-shaped radar.
Such an ability would be a great killing machine on the battlefield.
Akabane was both shocked and worried. With such a natural talent, would she be able to grow up safely?
In his mind, the Third Generation, Danzo, and other people flashed past.
If these people knew, they probably wouldn't let her live a peaceful life.
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