"Good. At this rate, it won't be long before I can return to the battlefield!"
Ning Feng was anxious.
He had been defeated and forced to retreat—had the Konoha shinobi managed to evacuate successfully?
If they hadn't...
Then under the combined assault of Hashirama Senju, a peak Super-Kage-level powerhouse, along with Tobirama Senju and Mū, two Kage-level experts...
Those Konoha shinobi wouldn't stand a chance.
"Stay put!"
Shima shot him a fierce glare while carrying a tray of freshly prepared insects.
Somewhat irritated, she scolded,
"You're only alive because you're ridiculously lucky and your physique is abnormal. If it were any ordinary shinobi, they'd have died long ago!"
"The old lady is right."
Fukasaku nodded solemnly as he examined Ning Feng's injuries.
"Your body needs rest."
These wounds were mostly hidden internal injuries.
If they weren't completely healed, they could leave irreversible damage.
All of them were injuries caused by forcibly traversing space.
Reverse Summoning was normally a technique that placed relatively little strain on the body.
So just how many space-time techniques had Ning Feng used to end up in this condition?
Fukasaku stroked his beard and sighed.
"The shinobi world really is becoming more and more chaotic."
"Lord Fukasaku, I think I'm ready to return."
Ning Feng could feel boundless vitality surging through his body.
He wanted to head back immediately.
"If you're determined to return to the battlefield, then fine."
Fukasaku and Shima frowned deeply.
"But remember this—come back within three days."
The two spoke in grave tones.
"These injuries are no joke. They won't cause immediate problems, but if left untreated for too long, they'll affect your body permanently."
"Strange..."
Fukasaku paced back and forth.
"When I saw him last time, he didn't have nearly this many hidden injuries. Could it be because he's been using those techniques constantly during the war?"
The more he examined Ning Feng, the more something felt wrong.
"I'll explain later. I'm heading back now!"
Ning Feng suspected the damage was a side effect of overusing his Rinnegan.
After all, it was the Sage's Eye.
He still hadn't fully understood the limits of Void.
For most of the battle, he had essentially kept his body inside another dimension.
Using the Rinnegan at that intensity had to come with consequences.
"I'm leaving!"
Without waiting any longer, he activated Flying Thunder God and returned to the Konoha battlefield.
He simply didn't believe Minato could withstand such overwhelming pressure alone.
He had already spent far too much time at Mount Myōboku.
Whoosh!
Just as one foot stepped onto the battlefield...
Before he even had time to inspect his surroundings, a system notification suddenly rang beside his ear.
"This login session has five minutes remaining. Please log out as soon as possible."
Seeing that only five minutes remained, Ning Feng clicked his tongue in annoyance.
He quickly surveyed the battlefield.
The location he had teleported to was one of the Flying Thunder God kunai he had left with Minato.
But now the kunai was stuck crookedly in a barren wasteland.
Minato was nowhere to be seen.
"Please be alright... Sensei."
Ning Feng's pupils contracted.
The sheer number of Flying Thunder God kunai scattered across the area proved just how desperate the battle had become.
Normally, after a fight, both Minato and Ning Feng would retrieve their special kunai.
They were expensive to manufacture.
Abandoning them casually would be a considerable waste.
"You have successfully logged out."
As the pleasant system notification sounded, the scenery before Ning Feng rapidly changed.
Having long since adapted to the constant spatial jumps of Flying Thunder God, such transitions no longer affected him in the slightest.
"Mr. Ning Feng!"
The first thing he saw after opening his eyes was Zhu Qin's beautiful face, filled with pleasant surprise.
Beside her stood Professor Liu, whose expression carried obvious shock.
They were still inside the hotel.
That made sense.
After the ambush by the American organization Iron Hand, they still needed to lie low for a while.
China had grown much stronger than before, but confronting a long-established powerhouse like the United States head-on would be unwise.
So they had remained in the hotel, waiting to see how events unfolded.
"After Iron Hand's Tailed Beast Rampage Plan failed, more and more spies have been infiltrating the city to gather information..."
Zhu Qin explained after confirming that Ning Feng was fully awake.
"So in other words, we can't leave right now?"
A faint smile appeared on Ning Feng's lips.
Yet somehow, it carried an unsettling chill.
"Well..."
Zhu Qin's face looked somewhat pale.
She hadn't dared leave the hotel for days, and it was beginning to show.
"We should probably keep a low profile for a while."
"Keep a low profile?"
Ning Feng let out a cold laugh, as though he'd just heard the funniest joke imaginable.
He was currently standing at the very peak of the shinobi world.
He had just suffered a humiliating setback.
He'd been itching to return and vent his frustration on Hashirama and Tobirama.
Instead, his playtime had run out and forced him offline.
He was already in a terrible mood.
If this so-called Iron Hand left him alone, then fine.
But if they came looking for trouble...
With his current strength, he could uproot the entire organization.
"Mr. Ning Feng!"
Professor Liu immediately broke out in a cold sweat.
"The situation is extremely sensitive right now. Please stay calm and wait for the higher-ups in China to handle this matter."
Over this period of interaction, Professor Liu had learned one thing very clearly:
Ning Feng was not the kind of person who tolerated grievances.
Thinking this, he couldn't help shooting Zhu Qin a reproachful glance.
This assistant really was too direct.
Didn't she know Ning Feng's temperament by now?
Mentioning this so openly would only make him want to charge out and start fighting.
"No need to blame Miss Zhu."
With his greatly enhanced ocular power, Ning Feng naturally noticed Professor Liu's subtle gesture.
He spoke calmly.
"If she hid this from me, that would be the real insult."
Then he continued:
"My level has already reached Level 75."
"And I've awakened the Sage's Eye."
"...What?"
Professor Liu froze mid-step.
His entire body trembled slightly.
He stared at Ning Feng in disbelief.
"Level... seventy-five?"
"The Sage's Eye?"
Even Zhu Qin was completely stunned.
Her eyes filled with admiration as she looked at him.
The highest-level players in the world still hadn't reached Level 45.
Yet Ning Feng had already reached Level 75.
What kind of gap was that?
And on top of that, he had awakened the Sage's Eye.
Professor Liu and the others had previously researched and speculated about that legendary eye.
Once awakened, it was said to grant incomprehensibly powerful abilities.
"You actually jumped straight to Level 75?"
Professor Liu remained trapped in shock for a long while.
His understanding of Ning Feng's capabilities had just been overturned once again.
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