Comic System in Naruto’s World

Visual deprivation!

In an instant, it was pitch black.

Akabane took a deep breath, quickly mobilized his mental power to calm the chakra in his body, and his sight gradually recovered.

"How about it, do you want to learn?"

Hiruzaru Sarutobi smiled slightly.

He really doesn't have a few illusions that he can produce, but the technique of darkness is different, it is very practical, especially when facing certain families...

"certainly!"

Don't give it away for nothing, that's really wise.

Akabane listened carefully, and quickly memorized the sequence of seal formation and chakra and spiritual energy mobilization techniques of this illusion.

However, this is an A-level illusion technique, and it would take a long time to learn it by yourself. He glanced at the exchange list - the name "Dark Walking Technique" did not appear on it.

"Can you only practice by yourself?"

He smacked his mouth regretfully.

A-level illusion, if you want to think about this thing, you must be exhausted these days, and besides, you don't lack illusion skills...

"Forget it, if you have this skill, it's better to draw a few more pictures."

Akabane comforted himself from the bottom of his heart.

Hiruzaru Sarutobi didn't know what he was thinking, but based on his personality, it was not difficult to guess Akabane's next goal.

really……

"Teacher, where do we live next?"

He didn't lie down for a long time, and it was almost noon, so he really wanted to find a place to take a good nap.

Let's talk about practicing ninjutsu later, and drawing is so tiring, just let the avatar do it... Well, I am mainly responsible for rest.

"Don't worry, you need to practice illusion."

Sarutobi Hiruza said with a smile.

"..."

Akabane sneered, trying to use this method to force him to practice illusion?

He turned around and walked out of the courtyard.

"I'm going to see how the comics are selling."

There is always a place to stay when looking for a caravan, and it is more comfortable than standing.

"..."

Hiruzaru Sarutobi's expression was stiff, and he took a puff of cigarette after he left.

This kid, it would be nice if he could work harder.

Akabane left the yard and joined the caravan at the entrance of the village.

Although he was a stranger, because he came out of the patriarch's house, there was no embarrassment for him all the way out.

At the entrance of the village, he finally saw Zuo Kazama's group.

"Move the cabinet, yes, put it here!"

Zuo Kazama commanded loudly and asked people to quickly decorate the house.

This room had been idle for a while, and there was a lot of dust accumulated on it, and it took them a lot of time just to clean it.

but……

"What are you displaying?"

Akabane almost threw up when he saw the shop decoration.

"Mr. Akabane, do you think...wrong?"

Kazama Zuo asked in astonishment.

As he said that, he looked back, feeling more and more suspicious.

No matter how you look at it, you feel right!

"The store is so ugly that customers feel uncomfortable looking at it, let alone buying things."

"Do you understand what symmetry is?"

Akabane has a constipated face, he is not obsessive-compulsive disorder, but the left and right are so messy, it is really an insult to his status as an art student.

It's just a layout, so exaggerated?

Zuo Kazama pondered for a long time, but didn't understand what he meant.

Akabane turned around, then quickly drew a sketch with a pen and paper.

Then, he threw the sketch into Kazama's left hand.

"Click here."

Kazama Zuo took a closer look, and then asked people to follow the arrangement.

There are sketches, and everyone arranges them very quickly.

It didn't take long for the hut to gradually become orderly.

The cabinets are neatly placed on both sides, and a table is placed in the middle, with books of comics lined up on it.

"Sir, it really looks a lot better!"

Kazama Zuo said in surprise.

"not enough."

Akabane looked in from the outside and shook his head regretfully, missing a few posters.

He pondered for a moment, and an idea came to his mind.

"When you go to publicize, tell those people that not only are there comics to buy, but you can also get hand-painted portraits at random."

Akabane formed seals with both hands, and an identical shadow clone emerged from his side.

"Okay, I'll do it right away."

Kazama Zuo promised to come down.

The ninjas of Uzushio Village are out, but their families are still there. It is this group that Kazama Zuo sells manga.

So he rushed there immediately, holding a comic book, and each household began to sell it.

In front of the shop, Shadow Clone set up the utensils, sat down and began to mix paints.

Street painting!

The way Akabane came up with was to draw posters on the spot, and then frame them in the store after the paintings were completed, which can be said to kill two birds with one stone.

As for the real deity... On the cart after moving the manga, Akabane spread out a few pieces of paper and lay on it.

"It's a pity that the second volume is still in print when it comes out, otherwise the first and second volumes will be sold together, and this wave can harvest a lot of points."

He thought to himself.

Calculating the time, Konoha's second volume should be on sale soon.

Go back to Konoha Akabane and don't think about it for the time being, Sandai and Danzo Tsuru will also keep him here.

If enough points can be exchanged for Sharingan or some half-celestial physique, then the ability to survive will be greatly improved.

There is never too much life-saving ability.

Akabane thought to himself.

Until now, he has never used the fireball technique, fog concealment technique, or silent assassination technique, and these will be his trump cards on the battlefield in the future.

"If you want to be peaceful all the time, you won't be able to use these ninjutsu. It's a pity..."

Akabane was lying on the car, staring at the trees, flowers and plants.

For him now, lying down and resting are the most precious days. Perhaps tomorrow, like the future Sannin, he will pitifully go out to hunt "betrayal ninja".

After the work was done, the surroundings gradually became quiet, only the voices of the tool people working hard remained.

Akabane lay on the bed, slowly falling asleep.

At this moment, the sound of footsteps came from the ground and the flatbed truck to the ears.

Then, these voices became clearer and clearer.

Akabane turned sideways on the car and raised his head, and children rushed towards him from behind.

Only children?

He froze for a moment. Although children are most likely to be seduced by comics, if it's just children, who will pay?

Can't you still do charity!

"Brother Akabane, Uncle Sarutobi is right, you really came here."

Suddenly, a crisp voice came.

What is this voice?

Akabane lay down immediately, and slowly raised his head to look at the shadow clone.

A bunch of children arrived, and the first one was the little Lolita of the patriarch's family.

"Wow, the third generation is revenge, right?"

Akabane felt uncomfortable, shrinking his head while quietly using the transformation technique.

However……

"Hey, this is the real Brother Akabane."

Sweeping his eyes upwards, Akabane saw an innocent and tender face, he was sure that he had used the transformation technique.

"Didn't brother give you a comic book?"

He sat up and coughed awkwardly.

"I came to look for brother Akabane, but I heard Uncle Kazama say that you are painting."

Qingyue said.

She came all the way, and no one seemed to lead the way, which may mean...

"Her ability is perception!"

He secretly thought.

In the comics, Xianglin has a strong perception ability, and with the special ninjutsu of Kagura Mind Eye, it can be called a humanoid radar.

This kind of ability is simply a big killer on the battlefield.

Akabane was shocked and worried at the same time, could she grow up safely with such a natural ability?

Three generations, Danzo and others flashed in my mind.

These people should know that they might not allow her to spend her life safely.