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GA: Chapter 82 – Two People from Parallel Worlds; Sacred Guard Left Wing
The arrival of Doraemon and Silly Girl made Bai Xuan's villa considerably livelier.
At the very least, the two Pikachus wouldn't be lonely anymore. When Bai Xuan had free time he'd play with them too—and in the meantime, Silly Girl and Doraemon were more than happy to keep them company.
As for Doraemon himself, he was fundamentally a childcare robot. Looking after Pikachus was nothing to him.
On top of that, there was a dedicated kitchen providing meals every day, along with his favorite dorayaki—and plenty of anime and manga he'd never seen before. He was thoroughly content.
Huoyou had also delivered everything Bai Xuan had requested, and then some.
Items like the Balala the Fairies transformation device, the Clow Cards from Cardcaptor Sakura, and so on—he accepted them all without comment, treating them as experimental material.
If anything had changed in these past few days, it was Uchiha Madara's situation in the chat group.
Having sold a significant portion of the Uchiha clan's ninjutsu cultivation methods, his points weren't quite on the level of the still-living Whitebeard or monster-carcass-selling Daigu—but they weren't insignificant either.
The Group Shop's opening had given him a glimpse of hope for resurrection. But while the shop included items from every group member's world, it was limited to objects, bloodlines, and abilities—actual physical bodies and living people were not among the offerings.
As for pinning his hopes on the special shop eventually rotating in something that could revive him—the odds were even slimmer.
He believed Zetsu would revive him eventually, but the timeline was far too long. And Minato Namikaze's presence would inevitably disrupt his resurrection plan, dragging it out further still.
There was nothing he could do but wait.
If there was one pleasure left to him in any given day, it was the lottery.
For someone already dead, these points served no purpose. Once he revived, a mere ten or twenty thousand would be trivially easy to earn.
So he might as well use them to stave off boredom.
One draw per day. See what comes up.
The early draws were, needless to say, useless—marginally better than that steel pole with the pole dancing skill attached, but not by much.
Then two days ago—he had drawn his own body.
An aged, decrepit body that could barely sustain life even with the Demonic Statue of the Outer Path propping it up. But for someone who had joined the chat group, mere lifespan was the cheapest commodity there was.
What mattered was the eyes. Those Rinnegan.
At the period this body came from, he hadn't yet given those eyes to Nagato.
So—he was alive.
He used his remaining points to exchange for lifespan.
Ten thousand points per year.
Only one year—but it was enough.
Uchiha Dance King: "That kid Nagato made decent use of my Rinnegan."
Uchiha Dance King: "He didn't disappoint."
Uchiha Dance King: "But now that I've revived, he no longer has any claim to these eyes."
Lighthouse Tycoon: "He died?"
Uchiha Dance King: "No."
Uchiha Dance King: "Half-dead."
Uchiha Dance King: "This aged body made it difficult to control my strength. I may have applied slightly too much force."
Ordinary Group Owner: "So Madara has two Rinnegan now?"
Ordinary Group Owner: "Selling one of them?"
Uchiha Dance King: "Sold one to the chat group. One million points—a reasonable recycling price."
One million points, of which he spent two hundred thousand on lifespan.
A young, vigorous body. Peak power. This was the state befitting Uchiha Madara.
He had originally intended to sell the Rinnegan to another group member, but the only one with enough points—Daigu—had declined.
His physical constitution couldn't withstand having the Rinnegan transplanted. Transforming into Tiga was viable, but that was useless to him anyway. What Daigu wanted far more than the Rinnegan was the Ox Charm.
Tiga combined with the Ox Charm—his baseline fifty-thousand-ton strength would explode to five million tons.
Which monster would dare take a punch from him?
Uchiha Dance King: "I've noticed something interesting."
Uchiha Dance King: "I and Minato Namikaze of this chat group are not from the same world. In my world, this era's Minato Namikaze died sealing the Nine-Tails."
Golden Flash: "???"
Minato Namikaze saw Uchiha Madara's message and stared blankly at his screen.
We're not from the same world?
The version of me in your world already died?
Then what about Naruto?
He wouldn't still have to go through everything from those memory copies, would he?
Be My Son: "So you two come from different worlds—and both are from the Naruto universe?"
Ordinary Group Owner: "Parallel worlds?"
Ordinary Group Owner: "That possibility doesn't feel much more likely than two people from the same world both joining the group."
Lighthouse Tycoon: "…"
Lighthouse Tycoon: "I feel like you're all overlooking something."
Lighthouse Tycoon: "When we first joined, there was a notification that said the group selects only one person from each world—specifically the one at the peak of fortune."
Lighthouse Tycoon: "Meaning there can only be one from any given world."
Lighthouse Tycoon: "You all didn't know this?"
This was something Tony Stark hadn't anticipated.
He hadn't been among the earliest members, but by the time he joined that detail had already been established—it hadn't occurred to him that neither Uchiha Madara nor Minato Namikaze would know they were from parallel versions of the Naruto world.
Uchiha Dance King: "???"
Golden Flash: "???"
Ordinary Group Owner: "???"
Be My Son: "Kuhahahaha—seems that detail was overlooked."
Lighthouse Tycoon: "It's not exactly critical information."
Lighthouse Tycoon: "I just didn't expect you all not to know."
Lighthouse Tycoon: "Actually, that's too broad a statement. I get the feeling some people do know—they just haven't paid it much attention."
Worst Elf: "Who can say."
Child of Nature: "Perhaps no one truly noticed."
Uchiha Dance King: "…"
With that tone—I refuse to believe either of you genuinely didn't know.
"Ding—group member [Sacred Guard Left Wing] has joined the chat group."
"Ding—group member [Heavenly Path General] has joined the chat group."
Lighthouse Tycoon: "Oh, new members?"
Lighthouse Tycoon: "It hasn't been that long since the Sacred Master joined. Two more already?"
Umaru: "Welcome, newcomers."
Umaru: "The chat group is real, by the way. If you're doubtful, try focusing your thoughts a bit—information should surface in your mind."
Umaru: "There are also memory copies from other worlds in the group. They look like anime, but they're all real."
Umaru: "And if none of that convinces you—please, please don't say anything reckless or offensive toward other group members. You might regret it."