Chapter 196: God's Messenger? Namikaze Mirai?
A place where vast amounts of natural power are stored?
Is there really such a place in the ninja world?
Naruto looked at Namikaze Mirai curiously.

"Uncle, what is that place?"

I heard from the White Snake Immortal that the natural power of the ninja world has been almost drained by my uncle.

Uncle, where can I find the share of substitutes?

Her big, generous hands stroked Naruto's hair, and Namikaze Mirai smiled: "You'll know when the time comes."

Dust-covered memories emerge.

He suddenly showed a look of melancholy.

"Come to think of it, that place has something to do with you, too."

……

The land of wind.

Loulan ancient city.

The wind and sand are rolling, the broken ruins are standing, and the ancient city with a long history is buried in the years.

The girl sat under the broken wall, gazing at the rolling yellow sand, her long bright red hair draped over her shoulders and her eyes filled with melancholy.

As the queen of Loulan, she witnessed her homeland's decline but was powerless to do anything.

All Sarah could do was sit alone in the sunset and savor the pain alone.

"Queen Sarah, the tribe is making trouble again."

The tense voice behind her pulled her out of her emotions.

"I see."

Wiping away the tears from the corners of her eyes, Sarah got up from the ground, brushed the dust off her clothes, and returned to her previous strong appearance.

Her people needed her, and she couldn't let them see her weak side.

On the other side, the troublemakers crowded in front of the palace, pushing and shoving the few guards.

"Where's the Queen? We want to see the Queen."

"It's no longer possible to survive here, we have to leave!"

"Give up Loulan! Waiting any longer will only lead to death."

The guards blocking the entrance were sweating profusely. People causing trouble like this would come several times every month, and now it was happening more and more frequently.

They will not be able to hold on.

"The Queen is here!"

I don't know who shouted first, but the crowd suddenly quieted down and looked towards the source of the sound.

Sarah, with her long bright red hair, stood at the back, her eyes sweeping over them.

"Everyone, I know what you are thinking. Loulan is our homeland. Our ancestors have lived here for generations. If we give up this place, we may never have another chance..."

"Don't say that again! Can we survive in Loulan?"

Her words were rudely interrupted by the tribesmen, and impatient voices rose one after another.

"Loulan's water source has dried up, Queen Sarah, give up. Survival is the most important thing."

"Yes, give up Loulan!"

The voices of the tribesmen pierced Sarah's heart one after another. She opened her mouth but ultimately remained silent, tears gradually forming in the corners of her eyes.

In the past, he was able to suppress the voices of doubt by relying on his reputation among the tribe.

Now, the tribe's patience has worn out.

Loulan was the last legacy her mother left her.

Before his death, he asked her to protect Loulan.

Has it finally come to this?

Ever since the power of the dragon vein mysteriously disappeared three years ago, Loulan's environment has taken a sharp turn for the worse, with sandstorms raging and water sources drying up.

Three years of holding out is already their limit.

In the end, we still have to give up this place!

Abandon your home and live as a nomad.

Just as Sarah opened her lips and was about to give an order.

"Uncle, is this the place you are talking about?"

A curious voice suddenly came out, and Sarah's eyes froze as she stared at the two people who suddenly appeared behind the tribe.

Her gaze rested on the blond man, with intense surprise and joy in her eyes.

“It’s you…”

Namikaze Mirai smiled politely.

Three years ago, no, to be exact, six years ago, the Night of the Nine-Tailed Fox had not yet happened.

He came to the ancient city of Loulan, wanting to absorb the dragon veins in the ancient city.

It was also at that time that he accidentally rescued Sarah who was threatened by bandits and got to know her.

I didn't expect that after so long, Sarah still remembered him.

"Why, are you in trouble?"

Namikaze Mirai asked.

Sarah's eyes dimmed, like a charcoal fire soaked in water that lost all its luster, and she sighed.

"I'm sorry to bother you. The environment in Loulan is no longer suitable for us to survive. We are preparing to move away and live somewhere else."

Namikaze Mirai looked around and saw endless yellow sand, broken walls and a desolate scene.

When he descended from the sky, he saw the whole picture of Loulan. The desolate scene made him wonder if no one had lived here for a long time.

Unexpectedly, Sarah and her people are fighting their final battle.

"About three years ago, Loulan's environment suddenly deteriorated, and the water source began to dry up. Now it is completely impossible to survive."

Sarah's eyes showed a trace of sorrow.

three years ago?!

Namikaze Mirai's heart moved slightly.

Three years ago, he absorbed the dragon vein and returned to Konoha Village.

At that time, he did not know that the dragon vein contained the power to disrupt time and space. While absorbing the dragon vein, he fell into the turbulence of time.

By the time the absorption was completed, three years had passed.

He was anxious and rushed back to Konoha without stopping. On the way, he learned about the night of the Nine-Tails and the death of Minato's brother and sister-in-law.

Furious.

Kill Danzo, force Sarutobi, and fight all the way to become the Fifth Hokage!

Unexpectedly, while he was doing these things, the ancient kingdom of Loulan on the other side of the Ninja World was in a crisis of environmental deterioration because of him.

Namikaze Mirai doesn't think she is a good person, but she is definitely not someone without empathy.

He is responsible for the Loulan incident.

This matter started because of him and should end because of him.

"Miss Sarah, please step back."

With a look of surprise in her eyes, Sarah looked at Namikaze Mirai in confusion.

"My Lord, what are you going to do?"

"If it's just environmental degradation, I should have a way to deal with it."

As soon as he finished speaking, noisy discussions broke out around him.

"Who is this yellow-haired guy? So arrogant?"

"Our clan has been fighting against the wind and sand for hundreds of years and has not been able to resolve it. What solution can he have?"

"That's right! Could it be that Sarah sent someone to trick us? If you don't want to move out, just say so directly. Why resort to such tricks?"

Loulan has always been closed. Apart from the occasional wandering caravans that visit every month, it has almost no channels for contact with the outside world. It is a living relic of the old era.

Namikaze Mirai might be well-known to the outside world, but in the closed ancient city of Loulan, no one knows him.

Naruto glanced at them with a gloating look.

These guys, just wait to be scared to death!
Anyone who dares to say that about my uncle hasn’t been born yet!

Amid the distrustful and suspicious eyes of the crowd, Namikaze Mirai took a step forward, aimed at the raging sandstorm, and clenched his right hand.

With this light movement, the sandstorms above the ancient city of Loulan froze instantly. Time seemed to stand still at this moment, and countless grains of sand stagnated in the air, like stars that had lost their luster at night.

The crowd that was mocking just a second ago was all petrified, their pupils trembling violently and uncontrollably.

Amid everyone's dull gaze, Namikaze Mirai opened her lips slightly and uttered a byte.

"retreat."

moment!

It was like a command from God.

The sandstorm that had been hovering over Loulan for hundreds of years suddenly dissipated, the gravel retreated, the wind and waves subsided, and for the first time, the sun shone through this thousand-year-old city without any obstruction. "Water!"

Namikaze Mirai issued the second order.

The earth shook with a rumbling sound, and the water source hidden underground in the desert for dozens of miles changed its course and rose from the ground.

boom! ! !
With a deafening roar, a water dragon several meters thick broke through the ground and turned into a fountain dozens of meters high. Clear and sweet rain water poured down, dispelling the heat and dryness in the air.

"Water! It's water!"

"Queen Sarah, do you see it? It's a water source!"

The people of Loulan cheered and jumped for joy in the rain, took off their outer clothes, and played in the rain like naughty children.

Sarah watched this scene with a smile, warm liquid flowing from the corners of her eyes, she couldn't tell whether it was water or tears.

Mother, you will also be happy when you see this scene in heaven!

Amid the cheering people, she looked towards Namikaze Mirai and knelt down on her knees devoutly.

Then came the second one.

The third, the fourth...

The crowd knelt down like dominoes, with pious expressions, as if they were worshiping their God.

The sunlight refracted through the water droplets to form a colorful rainbow, which added a touch of religious sacredness to the scene.

Naruto smiled proudly.

This is my uncle!

……

Dragon Vein Sealing Tower.

Looking at the thin layer of purple at the bottom of the tower, Sarah explained, "Lord God's Envoy, these are the dragon veins that have accumulated over the past three years. Compared to three years ago, there are much less, but there is still a little."

"I've already told you not to call me a messenger of God."

There was a hint of helplessness in Namikaze Mirai's tone.

Ever since he stopped the sandstorms and reversed the desert's underground waterways, giving Loulan a permanent source of water, Sala and the people of Loulan changed the way they addressed him.

Messenger of God.

To be honest, Namikaze Mirai doesn't like this name.

It sounds like a title that popped up from some corner.

But it seems to be true. Loulan is indeed a closed corner in the current ninja world.

Clearing his mind of distracting thoughts, Namikaze Mirai turned his gaze towards the dragon vein at the bottom of the tower.

It was just a thin layer, much less than the dragon vein he absorbed three years ago.

However, it is not easy to recover all these in three years.

Fortunately, he didn't absorb it completely when he absorbed it, otherwise there wouldn't be even this left.

"Uncle, is this the place where the power of nature is stored?"

Naruto was confused, these dragon veins did contain extraordinary natural power.

But compared to what my uncle had absorbed before, it was nothing.

It's totally not enough to make up for the lack of natural power through this, right?
Namikaze Mirai gave a vague answer.

"Yes and no."

The meaning of dragon veins to him is not the power of nature.

As early as three years ago when he absorbed the dragon vein, he found that he had misjudged the value of the dragon vein.

This existence that contains the power of time should not be regarded as consumables, but as...

"Hold on tight, Naruto!"

Namikaze Mirai grabbed Naruto's forearm.

The dragon veins stored at the bottom of the tower seemed to feel the call, causing a purple wave to rise over the bottom of the tower.

"Uncle, where are we going?"

Yin Zilong pulse rose into the sky, enveloping Naruto and Namikaze Mirai.

Naruto screamed subconsciously due to the weightlessness of his body and the fear of the unknown. In a trance, he seemed to hear the voice of Namikaze Mirai.

"Let's time travel, Naruto."

……

"My head hurts."

Naruto opened his eyes groggily, the drowsiness from a hangover making him unable to muster any strength.

It seemed like a long time had passed, yet it seemed like just a moment.

What comes into view is still the bottom of the tower where the dragon veins are stored, and it seems to be no different from before.

Naruto's eyes widened.

Is this just for show?
"No, it has succeeded."

Namikaze Mirai looked out the exit, and the most obvious proof was the natural power contained in the air.

Compared to the ninja world he absorbed, it is much more concentrated.

Since one ninja world is not enough for him to absorb, then he will use two ninja worlds.

This is the solution for Namikaze Future!

However, this method also has disadvantages.

Time is a strange force. Those who play with time will eventually be played by time.

On the night of the Nine-Tails, Namikaze Mirai deeply felt the ruthlessness of time.

Before that, he needed to make a confirmation.

Confirmed his guess.

Grabbing Naruto's wrist, Namikaze Mirai flew past the exit and towards the nearest village.

"Uncle... where are we going..."

The high-speed airflow made Naruto's voice unclear. The sound chased his body and only vague syllables could be heard in the whistling wind.

"Find a village and prove something."

Given how closed off the people of Loulan are, it is very difficult to get information from them.

Namikaze Mirai skipped Loulan and chose the nearest village.

Naruto was stunned. There seemed to be only one village nearby.

Sand Hidden Village!
Just as he was stunned, Namikaze Mirai steadied his body and looked down from here, able to clearly see the outline of the Sand Village.

Luo Sha, who was working at his desk in the Fengying Room, had no idea that an event concerning the survival of the village was about to happen.

boom!
The door to the Wind Shadow Room was hurriedly pushed open.

"Oh no! Lord Kazekage, enemies are descending from the sky into the village."

Falling from the sky???

Flying ninjutsu?
Luo Sha narrowed his eyes slightly.

"Is it Onoki?"

That guy actually has the courage to come here?
In the three wars that just ended, the Sand Village suffered a lot at his hands, and they are worried that they have nowhere to vent!
"No, no, it's a completely unfamiliar ninja."

Luo Sha was confused by the report from his subordinates.

Strange Ninja?
Are there other ninjas who have mastered flying ninjutsu?

With such doubts, Luo Sha left the Fengying Room and went to the place where his subordinates reported.

There were already some Sand Ninjas surrounding there, staring at the ninja in the middle with wary eyes.

A minute ago, it was the man in front of them who fell from the sky, landed in the Sand Village, and easily defeated their companions.

"The Wind Shadow is here!"

The shout coming from behind gave these Sand Ninjas a boost of spirit and encouragement.

"You're done! No matter who you are, you have no chance of escaping now that Master Fengying is here!"

"Just surrender! Lord Kazekage possesses the Bloodline Limit of Magnetic Style!"

"Humph! Under the hands of the strongest Kazekage-sama, you are like a candle in the wind!"

Listening to the passionate flattery of the Sand Ninjas around him, Naruto felt a strange feeling in his heart. Why were these Sand Ninjas different from what he remembered?
Those guys in the Sand Village must be scared to death when they heard my uncle's name, right?

Amid the flattering of the Sand Ninjas, Rasa arrived late and stood in the middle with a lofty attitude, looking very impressive.

"Which village are you from? Why did you trespass into the Sand Village?"

Amid the hostile gazes of many Sand Ninjas, Namikaze Mirai smiled contemptuously.

"You don't remember me?"

(End of this chapter)