Eight Hundred Hokage - Chapter 1

[Chapter 1 My Hokage is too useless]

“How big is this place…”

In Naruto World, in a virgin forest with no edge, Wan Jun was holding a two or three-year-old girl, looking for a way out of the forest.

Behind the two of them, there was an old man who was hunched over and walked slowly. If someone from Konoha was present, he should be able to recognize this guy with age spots. It is the first generation carved on his own Hokage Rock, who has been deceased for many years. Hokage.

“The first generation, why don’t you jump on the tree and see?” Although Wan Jun also felt that his request was a little bad, after all, the first generation is already over ninety, but among the three, this old guy is the strongest. Except for him, no one really can jump on these nearby trees to observe the situation.

“No, I flashed my waist when I went up in the morning.” The elderly Qianshou Zhujian covered his waist, feeling like he was about to die.

“Hey, it seems that we still have to wait for Minato.” After sighing, Wan Jun entered the Hokage warehouse in his mind. On the LCD monitor of the warehouse gate, the countdown to the upcoming new Hokage was on.

“Naruto warehouse, stock 798/800.

Awakening–Namifeng Minato (blackened version), 28 years old, at his peak.

The blackened Namikaze Minato seems to be planning something terrible.

Remaining wake-up time, 1 hour 35 minutes 19 seconds.

”

In less than two hours, Namikaze Minato will be awakened, and the day is almost over.

Three days ago, due to a car accident, Wan Jun came to Naruto World and obtained a Naruto warehouse.

However, the first one to wake up from the warehouse was basically the two-year-old princess of the Senju family, who was basically no combat power, and the future five generations of Hokage – Tsunade.

The appearance of Tsunade made Wan Jun very desperate. There was not much food at first, so he was trapped in this forest, and now he sent a fart kid over. Isn’t this embarrassing me, Wan Jun.

But fortunately, it didn’t take long for the warehouse to wake up another 90-year-old Hokage.

Although he has old arms and legs, Senju Hakuma’s strength is still nothing to say, and there is no problem in hunting and subsistence.

However, when Senju Hashirama went up the tree to observe in the morning, it flashed to his old waist.

This time, the three of them lost their sense of direction again, and could only walk out of the forest by their senses.

“Are you sure you’re heading south?” Because the speed of Qianshou Zhujian was too slow, Wan Jun could only go back and support Qianshou Zhujian with the hands of his young body.

“Yes, there should be a city in the south.” I don’t know if Qianshou Zhujian saw the town from memory or really, but Wan Jun can only choose to believe him at this time, I hope Qianshou Zhujian is not blind and misunderstood .

“Grandpa, are you alright?” Tsunade asked while sitting on Wan Jun’s arm, looking at Qianshou Hashirama.

When Qianshou Zhujian heard his granddaughter’s concern, his face suddenly improved a lot, “It’s okay, I’m Hokage, what’s up with Hokage… ouch…”

Wanting to show Tsunade that his muscles and bones are still very strong, Chishou Hakuma straightened up and twisted his waist that was not yet healed just now.

“Grandpa.” Tsunade rubbed his hands together, frowned, and looked concerned. Who will pay me back if Grandpa is injured?

“It’s alright, it’s alright.” Although he was injured again, Qianshou Hakuma still gritted his teeth and waved his hand.

Alas, what sin have I done.

Wan Jun, who was standing in the middle, looked unlovable.

Hokage, you guys are Hokage, why do you need me, someone who doesn’t know any ninjutsu to take care of me?

“It’s raining again.” After walking a few steps, Wan Jun found that there seemed to be water droplets on his head, and the rainwater had fallen down the thick leaves, “What the hell is this place, it rains all day long.”

Wan Jun never liked rainy weather very much, but Tsunade he was holding seemed very happy, and was grabbing the raindrops with his little hands.

“Let’s rest for a while.” Wan Jun didn’t want to hurry on the rainy day, so he greeted the two of them.

I sat under a big tree. The tree had a depression, which could block a lot of rain.

“The food seems to be gone again.” After the three sat down, Wan Jun turned over the backpack behind him, only to find that there was only a piece of venison that was too small.

“Tsunade, did you do it?”

After the last meal, Wan Jun had seen the backpack, which clearly had enough food for three people.

However, Tsunade, who was put down by Wan Jun, had already stepped aside to tease the butterfly.

“The first generation, when the rain stops, I can only look at you again.” Without food, the only one who can take action now is Chishou Hashirama.

Qianshou Zhujian covered his waist and said, “My waist…”

“…” The two stared at each other, but Wan Jun finally stood up and stood up, “Okay, I’ll go later.”

“Wan Jun.” Just after Wan Jun agreed to go out for food, Qianshou Zhujian called him and said, “You take this, the scroll, you can cast a wooden escape, and you can use it when you tear it apart.”

Although Qianshou Hashirama is not very good, but the chakra is still full, and the ninjutsu in his hands still has the power of destroying the sky and destroying the earth.

Therefore, the work of drawing scrolls seems to be quite suitable for the present thousand-hand column.

Wan Jun took the scroll from Qianshou Zhujian’s hand and looked at it carefully. The scroll looked like a copycat. The shafts on both sides should be branches that Qianshou Zhujian had just picked up on the road. UU reading www.sonicmtl.com , hey, this…

“This, isn’t it my clothes?” Wan Jun’s pattern on the scroll was too familiar. Isn’t this the T-shirt he put in his backpack.

“Okay, it’s useless to leave it anyway, it’s better to make it into a scroll.”

Wan Jun stuffed the assembled scroll into his backpack, ready to go looking for some food when the rain stopped.

“boom.”

When the three of them stayed in the tree hole to avoid the rain, there was a sudden loud noise nearby, and it seemed that some battle was unfolding near the three of them.

“Someone!” When he heard the sound, Wan Jun’s first reaction was to finally walk out of the damn forest, but just after speaking, Wan Jun frowned again, “Any ninjas?”

Wan Jun looked at the two Hokage next to him. Tsunade, who was tired from playing, was sleeping on the lap of Qianshouzhujian, and she was not awakened by the sound.

And Qianshou Hashirama didn’t respond to the sound either, hugging her granddaughter and living in retirement mode.

“Not in the past?” Wan Jun asked, looking sideways at Qianshou Zhujian.

“Wait until Tsunade wakes up.” Chishou Hasuma pointed to Tsunade on his leg and said to Wan Jun.

“When will she wake up? She can sleep for half a day.” In the past two days, Wan Jun has seen Tsunade’s ability.

By the time she woke up, the others had already finished playing and went back to eat.

Because Tsunade is so good at running, Wan Jun and Qianshou Hashirama have already looked for Tsunade twice in the forest, which is why Wan Jun has worked hard to hold her in his arms.

“Then I’ll go take a look.” After finally having the opportunity to go out, Wan Jun was not going to wait any longer.

Minato Namikaze can wake up in a few minutes, and he has a scroll in his hand. Wan Jun believes that as long as he doesn’t get too close, the problem should not be big.

[End of this Chapter]