Comic System in Naruto’s World

Visual deprivation!

In an instant, the eyes were completely dark.

Akabane took a deep breath and quickly mobilized his mental power to calm Chakra inside his body, his sight gradually restored.

"How about, do you study?"

Sarutobi Richan smiled slightly.

He really doesn't have many illusions, but the Dark Walk is different. It is very practical, especially when dealing with certain families...

"of course!"

Don't give it away for free, that's really wise.

Akabane listened carefully, and quickly remembered the order of the illusion and the chakra and mental energy transfer technique.

But this was an A-level illusion, and it would take a long time to learn it by himself. He glanced at the exchange list-the name "Darkness Walk" did not appear on it.

"You can only practice by yourself?"

He smacked his mouth regretfully.

A-level illusion, you have to think about this thing, these days it is not to be exhausted, besides, I have no shortage of illusion methods...

"Forget it, it's better to draw more pictures if you have this skill."

Akabane comforts herself in her heart.

Sarutobi Hisaki didn't know what he was thinking, but based on his personality, it was not difficult to guess Akabane's next goal.

really……

"Teacher, where do we live next?"

He didn't lie down for a long time and it was almost noon. He wanted to find a place to take a good nap.

After practicing ninjutsu or something, I’ll talk about it again, drawing so tired, just let the clone do it...well, I’m mainly responsible for rest.

"Don't worry, you practice illusion more."

Sarutobi Hizen said with a smile.

"..."

Akabane sneered, wanting to use this method to force him to practice illusion?

He turned around and walked outside the courtyard.

"I'll see how the comics are selling."

There is always a place to find a caravan, which is more comfortable than standing.

"..."

This kid, just be more diligent.

Sarutobi Hizen's expression was stiff, and he smashed his mouth and took a breath after he left.

Akabane left the yard and joined the caravan at the entrance of the village.

Although he is a stranger, because he came out of the patriarch's house, there is no trouble coming out all the way.

Until the entrance of the village, he finally saw a group of people on the left of Kazama.

"Move the cabinet, yes yes, just put it here!"

Kazama commanded loudly from the left to let people quickly arrange the house.

This room was idle for a period of time, and there was a lot of dust on it, and it took them a lot of time to clean it.

but……

"What are you putting on?"

Akabane almost threw up when he saw the shop decoration.

"Mr. Akabane, do you think... wrong?"

Kazama Zuo asked in astonishment.

When he said that, he turned his head and glanced, and he became more suspicious.

No matter how you look at it, I feel right!

"The shop is so ugly that customers feel uncomfortable when they see it, let alone shopping."

"Do you know what symmetry is?"

Akabane has constipation on his face. He is not obsessive-compulsive disorder, but his left and right positions are so messy that it really insults his identity as an art student.

It's just an arrangement, so exaggerated?

Kazama Zuo pondered for a long time, but didn't understand what he meant.

Akabane turned around, then took his pen and paper and quickly drew a sketch.

Afterwards, he threw the sketch into Kazama's left hand.

"Press this."

Kazamazuo glanced carefully, and then let someone follow this arrangement.

There are sketches, and everyone arranges them very quickly.

Before long, the cabin gradually became orderly.

The cabinets are neatly placed on both sides, with a table in the middle, and cartoons on the top.

"Sir, it's a lot more beautiful indeed!"

Kazama left in surprise.

"not enough."

Akabane looked in from the outside,

He pondered for a moment, and he had an idea.

"When you go to promote, tell those people that not only do you have comics to buy, you can also get hand-painted portraits at random."

Akabane knotted his hands, and the identical shadow clone appeared from his side.

"Okay, I will do it right away."

Kazama left to accept it.

The Uzushio Village Ninjas are out, but their families are still there. Kazama Sato’s target for selling comics is this group.

So he hurried off immediately, holding a comic book, and every family started selling it.

In front of the shop, Ying Chuang set up its utensils and sat down to start mixing paint.

Street painting!

The method that Akabane thought of was to paint the poster on the spot and mount it in the shop after the painting was done.

As for the deity... After moving the manga on the cart, Akabane spread out a few sheets of paper and lay on it.

"It's a pity that the second volume was still in print when it came out, otherwise the first and second volumes will be sold together, and this wave can harvest a lot of points."

He thought to himself.

Calculating the time, Konoha's second volume should be on sale soon.

Hui Konoha Chiyu doesn't think about it for the time being, Sandai and Danzang Bun will also keep him here.

If you collect enough points to exchange for the writing wheel eyes or part of the body physique of the half immortal, then the survival ability will be greatly improved.

Life-saving ability is not too much.

Akabane thought to himself.

Until now, he has never used the art of fireball, concealment of fog, or silent assassination. These are his cards on the battlefield in the future.

"To be peaceful all the time, none of these ninjutsu is needed, it's a pity..."

Akabane lay in the car, staring at the trees and flowers.

For him now, lying on his back is the most precious day.Perhaps tomorrow, he, like the future three ninjas, will go out pitifully to hunt down the "rebels."

As things were done, the surroundings gradually calmed down, leaving only the voice of tool people working hard.

Akabane lay on top, slowly going to sleep.

At this moment, the sound of footsteps came from the ground and the flatbed truck into the ears noisily.

Subsequently, these voices became clearer and clearer.

Akabane turned sideways in the car, raised his head, and children rushed from behind.

Only children?

He froze for a moment. Although children are most likely to be tempted by comics, if they are only children, who pays?

Is it impossible to do charity!

"Brother Akabane, Uncle Sarufei is right, you really came here."

Suddenly, a crisp voice came.

What is this voice?

Akabane immediately lay down, slowly raising his head to look at the shadow clone.

A bunch of children arrived, and it was the little Lolita from the patriarch's family that was the first one.

"Wow, this is revenge for three generations, right?"

A group of Akabane uncomfortably shrank their heads while quietly using the transformation technique.

however……

"Hey, this is the real Brother Akabane."

Sweeping his eyes upwards, Chiyu saw an innocent and tender face, he was sure that he had used the transformation technique.

"Didn't brother give you a comic?"

He sat up and coughed awkwardly.

"I came to see Brother Akabane, but I heard Uncle Kazama say that you are painting."

Qingyue said.

She came all the way, and no one seemed to lead the way, which may indicate...

"Her ability is perception!"

He secretly said in his heart.

The fragrant phosphorus in the manga possesses strong perception abilities, combined with the special ninjutsu of Kagura Xinyan, it can be called a humanoid radar.

This ability is simply a big killer on the battlefield.

Akabane was shocked and worried at the same time. Can she grow up safely with such a talent?

In my mind, the three generations, Danzang, etc. flashed by.

These people must know that I am afraid that she will not let her spend her life safely.