The World of Naruto is full of maliciousness

Too weak...

When I saw my country being invaded by ninjas, I once vowed to be hostile to ninjas for the rest of my life. .1kanshu

But as everyone thinks, this is a very funny and even naive idea. Weak people without strength have no guarantee of survival.

The wandering life of a subjugated slave is filled with fear every day, with no fixed place to live, and is always accompanied by hunger and poverty.

My father used to be a scientific researcher. He had a huge ambition, which was to build a country without ninjas and to rely on scientific weapons to survive. This was the peace he preached and his lifelong pursuit.

He promoted his research results everywhere, but no one believed that technology could change the world, and his father, who was not recognized by anyone, became increasingly unwilling.

He devoted more and more time to research, but at most he only got some gadgets and swindled a small amount of money to barely support his life.

My mother is a traditional little girl, she cannot be more ordinary, just like a little girl in a purdah, so everything is centered around her father.

In fact, she really didn't want her father to indulge in these useless scientific research, but she never dared to say it. She could only obey her husband's wishes and her father would not change his mind. She did not dare to have any objection. Under the surface of obedience, she was pitiful.

However, there are more and more wars, and no one cares about his father's gadgets. After all, ninjas are the strongest in this world. After witnessing the ability of ninjas to conquer the world, or to destroy the world, no one thinks that technology can change this. kind of pattern.

This is always a ninja world.

Our family's life is getting poorer and poorer. My father is still researching his new weapons and even spends a lot of money to buy food for this purpose.

My mother felt very sorry for me when she saw me hungry. She begged my father countless times to give up his research. The family was too poor and she begged him to work outside.

But for his father, who was not willing to be denied, he was very angry when he heard his mother's words, and even beat his mother for the first time.

That late at night, I stood at the door of my room and watched everything, but I didn’t know what I was feeling. I just suddenly felt less hungry.

My father was not a person who beat women, but he suffered setbacks at every turn in his life, which almost defeated him. My mother's realistic words completely denied his life.

The two of them had a loud quarrel that time, and they didn't care that I was still at home.

I still remember my father saying, "Ninjas are wrong, they only kill each other!!"

"As long as there are beings who are stronger than ninjas, the world will definitely not be like this!!"

My mother didn't know anything about ninjas or lofty ambitions. She only saw that this family was going to be destroyed. She clutched her father's sleeves and cried, "Qingsi has become so thin. Can you think about him?" !”

The father angrily pulled away from the mother and said, "He is just a person. Do you know how many people can be saved if my experiment succeeds?!"

My father left my mother and me completely, and the family was completely broken.

It wasn't until my mother hugged me and cried later that I learned that there was a famous person who was willing to invest in my father's experiment, but refused him to drag his family to that place and promised to take good care of us.

Indeed, they did not lie. In the first year, they sent us basic money and barely maintained our lives. However, in the second year, they used the excuse of war to reduce the living expenses, and the money became less and less after that...

I went back to those days when I was hungry and cold. In order not to consume too much energy, I seemed to be sleeping every day. My mother only relied on the desire that my father would come back to support me.

It’s just that the world will not treat you kindly just because you are full of expectations. We received our father’s relics, a work notebook and a crumpled letter.

The already fragile mother cried for a long time while holding the notes. She even suffered from eye problems. After losing her father, my mother felt like she had lost her backbone. I knew she was frightened and even scared.

I still unfolded the crumpled letter, which contained my father's regrets about abandoning us.

Just thinking that many people have become homeless and poor in this world because of ninjas. He hated these ninjas and wanted technology to eliminate these people, so he left us.

At the end of the letter, he talked about home, and there were tears behind him. He begged us to forgive him and beg us to understand him.

I have forgotten what it felt like to read this letter. It seemed that there was no emotion left in my mind except hunger.

In the end such a radical father was assassinated, yes, by a ninja.

They were also afraid, afraid of their father's words and their father's influence.

My mother, who had been crying for a long time, seemed to have made up her mind and took me wandering again.

But what can we do?

Nothing can be done and I might actually die.

Until one day when we were squatting in the trash can and received a 100 coin, the man looked at my mother and me with sympathy, but shook his head helplessly.

My mother was very grateful to him and knelt there to express her gratitude. At that time, she looked humble and embarrassed. I was so hungry that I passed out and discovered that the man was actually a ninja.

The money left by the ninja helped us get through the most difficult time. I was suddenly confused as to what kind of ninja existed.

My mother found a way to make money, that is, begging. The most miserable appearance can attract sympathy, so my mother used this as an excuse to make herself as dry as a dead tree, but I rarely had enough to eat.

Days like this seemed to go on in a blur. My mother went to beg every day, and I went to pick up garbage.

Unexpectedly, my mother was beaten. When I rushed home, I saw a man kicking and beating my skinny mother. I rushed forward anxiously, trying desperately to protect my mother, and I also received many heavy blows on my body.

"Sure enough, I'm trying to cheat money. It turns out that my son has been raised so well!" The man kicked me hard, and the area went numb instantly.

"Tell me! Where did the kunai you stole that day go?" The man said angrily. It turned out to be a ninja.

I looked at him in disbelief and tightly protected my mother behind me. "What are you talking about? How could my mother steal things?"

The ninja sneered and kicked me in the chest. "It's this person who will kill me!" As he said this, he kicked my mother who was lying on the ground.

After rolling along the ground a few times, I hurriedly got up, lay on my mother and was kicked again. He was very angry and kicked me a few more times.

"It's all this person. My missions have all failed. My information is on top. It's all this person!!" He stared at his mother with eyes wide open, with despair and fear in his eyes.

"You stole my kunai and sold it secretly, why don't you die!"

"I...I...didn't know it was yours...I picked it up on the road..." My mother, who was protected by me, said intermittently, her breath obviously not steady.

"What's wrong with picking up? I picked that thing!" He staggered back a few steps and fell to the ground. His eyes were bloodshot and red, and he seemed to be a little collapsed and crazy.

I finally understood what was going on. My mother picked up his mission kunai and sold it for money, but it caused this man to fail his mission.

I once heard that in the ninja world, the mission is the highest, and you must complete the mission even if you die. Now it seems that it is indeed a sad world.