Be The Main God From Naruto

At least, Obito knows that there are two ways.

The first one is to use the eyes of reincarnation to completely resurrect Uchiha Madara, in a real sense!

Not to mention that the eyes of reincarnation are still on Nagato, even if Obito has eyes of reincarnation, he may not be able to completely resurrect Uchiha Madara with the heretics-natural technique of reincarnation.

Although it was Uchiha Madara who saved Obito at a critical moment, he just wanted to use Obito.

For this kindness, Obito felt that it was his utmost benevolence to let the other party reappear in this world by reincarnating in the dirty soil.

The second method is to ask Uchiha Madara to learn Loquat Juzo, and find a way to pass the time and vent negative emotions.

As far as the current situation is concerned, the game helmet of "League of Glory" seems to be the best choice.

"game?"

Hearing Obito's words, Uchiha Madara had an expression of "you little bastard is teasing me again".

When he had just brought Obito back to life, the other party was an out-of-the-box funny guy. After seeing Ome Nohara Rin tragically died at the hands of his comrade Kakashi, his personality finally became more stable...

Could it be that the other party has reverted to his old ways during these years of his absence?

Obito just looked at Madara blankly.

Of course, with his mask on, even if he has any expression, the other party can't see it.

Sharingan is not supercilious, it doesn't have such domineering perspective ability.

"I heard a sentence recently, which is said to be the mantra of a certain Chunin exam questioner, and I think it makes sense."

Obito opened the seal scroll that he carried with him, took out the game helmet inside, and handed it to the other party: "No matter how much you say, it's better to act once."

With his help, Uchiha Madara put on his helmet and entered the game.

Beginner tutorial.

Man-machine battle.

match sequence.

After more than an hour, Uchiha Madara broke away from the battle.

As the winner, he subconsciously chose "one more game".

This is very strange.

He obviously couldn't generate any positive emotions, such as joy, happiness, satisfaction...

These have been insulated from him.

But for some reason, he felt that there seemed to be some kind of fatal attraction in the option of "one more game", which made him keep going endlessly.

...

When Uzumaki Nagato, Uchiha Madara, Momochi Zabuza and others are all immersed in virtual reality, no one will come out to make trouble in the real world.

In this case, time flies like a fleeting moment.

Didara and the Red Sand Scorpion finally arrived at Konoha.

After many days of Konoha's spare no effort to cooperate with the publicity, the scale of the art exhibition was very large, and there were many participants.

Even, because today is officially designated as the "Konoha Art Festival", many civilians dress themselves up extremely exaggeratedly.

A child with a lion's head dangling around...

A young girl dressed as an aristocrat...

A muscular man who turned into a beautiful woman with a transformation technique...

Old-fashioned "children" in words and deeds...

"This is Konoha! Hahaha! It really is an artist's paradise!"

Didara looked at the passers-by in various costumes on the streets and alleys, with high interest and a frenzied look on his face.

The scorpion next to him didn't respond, and was still playing with the wooden puppet with his head down.

"Senior is also a competent and excellent artist..."

Didara clenched his fists tightly, with a glint in his eyes: "However, my art is the best! Well, I will prove it!"

As soon as he uttered his bold words, he was stumbled by a dazed blond girl.

The words of cursing came to his lips, but they got stuck again.

The scent is full of fragrance, and the girl's delicate face is like a shy peach blossom.

The other party has a graceful figure, especially those blue eyes, which seem to be shining all the time, making people want to explore.

"Please...please be safe!" Didara's face was flushed, and he stuttered.

He had never seen such a perfect and heart-warming girl, and for a moment, she was a little confused.

Facts have proved that the power of hormones can definitely be regarded as the top group in the world of signs.

Even a paranoid like Didara would lose his mind due to the secretion of pheromones.

"Hey... the thirty-fourth! If this goes on, it will be completed soon! It's a super simple task!"

The perfect blond fox-eared girl was surrounded by smoke, and in the blink of an eye, she turned into a stinky kid with fox whiskers.

It was Naruto Uzumaki.

Looking at the task progress bar in front of him, he felt that he must be number one.

Kakashi held a game helmet, transformed into a beautiful white-haired lady, and said that he must use his strength to complete the task.

What's so good about the game live broadcast!

Naruto stuck out his tongue, feeling that Kakashi would fail this mission in all likelihood.

"Thank you for helping me complete the 1% task! If we meet again next time, please have some ramen! BYEBYE~"

Seeing the original appearance of the other party, Didara was stunned for a long time.

He finally came back to his senses when Naruto Uzumaki's figure disappeared into the crowd.

"Kill you! Damn it!"

Didara was completely hysterical, with a broken expression on his face.

He put his hands into the ninja bag, chewing white clay with his mouth in the palm.

"It is really impossible for an artist's paradise to exist in the world, this must be a dream!"

"Blow up all of this place! The dream will wake up!"

"Well. It must be so!"

...

Didara's terrorist attack was stopped by the Red Sand Scorpion.

2B youth is much happier, even if he has a career as an artist, it doesn't make any difference.

Deidara quickly forgot the "little unpleasantness" just now, and communicated with a red-haired lady who performed magic.

Deidara was very interested in things like clay, sand, and jade, and even a little bit about their users.

He felt that the red-haired lady on the opposite side must be a sand artist, so he took the initiative to chat with her.

"Your ability is very similar to one of my companions...but he is currently in the rain."

Gaara looked at him sideways, and nodded coldly: "Yeah."

With shoulder-length red hair swaying in the wind, Gaara exudes an aura that no one should enter.

He didn't quite understand, he was obviously the one who dug the hole, why did he fall into it in the end?

This situation made him feel a little uncomfortable, so his temperament became colder and colder.

This made him invisible to be judged by many passers-by as a "noble, glamorous and beautiful girl".

The task completion indicator took Gaara's heart and rushed all the way to a dangerous realm.

Originally, he hated this kind of scene, but just watched Kakashi and Naruto start to act, and he reluctantly learned Naruto's seduction technique-conservative version because of his face.

Gaara doesn't know - there are some bottom lines, once lost, it will be a thousand miles away.

The following things will not develop according to my original imagination.

Humans are inherently animals who constantly make excuses for themselves.

The wind and sand lingered around him, condensing into the appearance of animals for a while, and turning into the appearance of plants and buildings for a while.

Pigs, dogs, pandas, people...

Sunflower, rose, mimosa...

In the end, these lifelike sand sculptures even became active, interacting with each other, or communicating or fighting, making people intoxicated unconsciously.

Didara's eyes lit up, and he was about to go up to express his views on art.

But the other party just glanced at him indifferently, and then his body gradually turned into sand, completely dissipating between the heaven and the earth.

The red-haired girl who controlled the sand eventually turned into flying sand.

Didara faintly heard disdainful words.

"Masochistic tendencies...perverted..."

He shook his head, thinking it was his hallucination.

From this day on, Konoha has the legend of "Goddess of Red Sand".