Three days later.
Haruno Sakura lay on the tatami, panting heavily. Her entire body was aching, and her legs felt like they were filled with lead.
He felt like he was half-dead.
She looked out the window. The sun was setting, and the hour hand on the wall pointed to six in the afternoon.
He ate about three catties of potatoes for lunch, which took him an hour.
In the morning and afternoon, he ran around Muye for a total of one and a half laps, a total of four hours.
The progress bar had reached 4%.
An average of 1.5% per day.
Compared to 1% a month, it was a huge improvement.
But even so, Haruno Sakura still frowned.
The two days were the same training time and intensity.
It was 1.8% on the first day, and 1.2% on the second day. This was not a good sign. If he reduced it like this, it would be 0.6% on the third day, and 0% on the fourth day. In other words, he would need to increase his training intensity and time to maintain this progress.
Could a child's body really withstand a longer period of training?
Haruno Sakura gritted her teeth and forced herself to stand up. It was time for dinner and she still needed to buy dinner for her mother.
His legs didn't seem to belong to him. They didn't listen to his commands. Every time he moved, they felt extremely heavy. If he increased the time he ran, his legs would probably be crippled.
Perhaps he could change his training method?
Haruno Sakura arrived at Room 404. As soon as the door opened, she saw her mother frantically wiping away the tears on her face.
"Dinner is ready."
"Yes, yes. Thank you, Xiao Ying. Thanks to Xiao Ying's thoughtfulness, Mom will be discharged soon.”
Haruno Yufuki smiled as she wolfed down the food.
Haruno Sakura turned her head away. Her smile was so forced and fake that it was as if there were bones underneath her skin. She had changed the trash can bags every day, and she knew that Haruno Meblowing could not eat anything.
Haruno Yufuki had never left the wooden leaf. He had always been an ordinary person. The big event he encountered might have been the Nine-Tailed Attack on the Village, but he quickly ran to the fallout shelter. He had not seen any bloody scenes. He only remembered that his family had died of illness. He did not remember the earlier war era.
However, Haruno Sakura was different. After watching Naruto without any cuts or Holy Light, blood splattered everywhere. In addition, she often saw specimens, so it was still acceptable.
Before this, she had only treated this transmigration as a game and was even more unscrupulous.
She just didn't expect that one day, she would lose her family.
"I'm in the corridor to get some ventilation."
She leaned against the window and rubbed her shoulders.
"Are you Haruno's family?" The doctor wearing glasses walked towards Haruno Sakura with a few nurses. He looked around and asked," Why aren't there any adults?”
"Ah…I'm sorry." The doctor opened the patient's file and saw a few lines of words. Suddenly, he remembered something.
"Hmm? How should he put it? Little child, you have to persuade your mother to eat more. If this goes on, even if Muye continues to replenish her body and replenish her nutrients every day, her body won't be able to take it for a long time!”
"I understand."
Haruno Sakura nodded.
The doctor brought a few nurses to check the next ward.
He could vaguely hear…
"Why didn't the doctor tell her directly?”
"What does a child know? We can only fight for more subsidies in this area.”The doctor was very helpless. He had long seen through the separation of life and death. However, if it was a child, he would be more sympathetic.
"A Chuunin's wife can't live in a single room every day, right?”
"Why is your voice so loud?"
"She can't hear or understand."
a young nurse complained.
Another nurse pushed up her glasses and said," No matter what, he's still Mu Ye's hero."”
"Medicine Master, you're really a good person.”
The sound gradually faded away, and he could no longer hear anything.
Haruno Sakura felt both bitterness and joy in her heart.
Originally, she could barely hear these conversations. This meant that after unlocking, her abilities in all aspects had indeed improved.
However, the content of his words made people feel sad.
When people leave, tea is cold.
Mu Ye's human path compensation was already enough. It was compensation and a reduction of most of the medical fees, but there was really no need to spend too many resources on an ordinary Chunin, right? People were injured every day, people died every day, and people fell sick every day. It was impossible for the hospital to have so many resources. In the hospital, Haruno Mebuki had no external injuries. She was just frightened. She was too sad and did not eat properly. What was she compared to patients who had lost arms and legs?
Was this reality?
It was not as exciting as watching anime!
That's right. When he watched the anime and watched Uzumaki Naruto succeed time and time again, he almost forgot that he had suffered from 11 or 12 years of disdain and violence when he was young.
Reality was reality.
Was it because someone had been using his shoulder to block the way, so he couldn't see what was going on inside?
If only everything could go back to how it was.
If she hadn't transmigrated, everything would still be fine, right?
Unfortunately, his father was gone, and he could no longer reverse this fact.
However, it would be fine as long as his mother returned to her original appearance.
Haruno Sakura touched her ears. She would rather have her ears twisted every day than have her mother continue to be like this. She did not eat or drink and was immersed in sadness, living like a zombie. The doctor had just said that if this continued, his mother's health would collapse.
But how could he make his mother return to her former self?
Haruno Sakura entered the room and touched Haruno's cheeks. She had lost a lot of weight. The pillow was still wet and her tears had soaked into the cotton.
This wasn't a physical injury, and it couldn't be resolved with medical ninjutsu.
This was sadness!
If medical ninjutsu was meant to heal the body, then where should the heart be placed? And what should be used to cure it?
What could he do?
Use your brain!
Haruno Sakura looked at the interface. Below the 1% was a small paragraph of words that said," Use Ethereal Mirage once." It was shining like gold.
Illusion…
If illusion could save reality, why not use it?
However, was she really good at using it?
In the original novel, Sakura Haruno had the talent of illusion that Kakashi acknowledged, but it probably wasn't good enough to change the mind of the higher-ups of Koba, right?
Should I use it?
If he used it, would it become better? Could everything really be restored to its original state?
Haruno Sakura looked at the corridor. There was no one there. It was very quiet.
She drew the curtains, and only a few rays of moonlight sneaked in through the gaps, making her seem even more lonely.
"Trillions…"
It was the woman's soft wail.
Haruno Sakura's heart trembled. She stood stiffly by the bed and looked at the back of her hand that was swollen from the pricking. She gritted her teeth and tapped on the line of small words on the translucent panel." One use of Ethereal Mirage." If she was right, that should be the name of Aizen's Soul Slayer, which had a very strong illusion ability.
In an instant, something appeared in his hand.
It was a samurai sword. It looked ordinary and not as gorgeous as he had imagined, but it was terrifyingly heavy.
Haruno Sakura quickly used her left hand to hold the katana, otherwise, it would have already hit the ground.
How to use it?
He understood when the katana appeared.
This was the Ethereal Mirage, a Soul Slayer that specialized in illusions.
"Mom, wake up!"
Haruno Sakura was pushing Haruno Yuki.
"Break it, Ethereal Mirage."
She softly read out the words in her mind.
His voice was so quiet and slow that it was frightening.
It was as if he was calling out the name of an old friend. There was no sense of familiarity at all.
There were no gorgeous special effects or colorful colors.
The moment the night wind gently lifted the curtains, Room 404 had already become an illusory world.
Illusion could pull reality into an illusion…
Then, could she use illusions to pull people back to reality?
Haruno Sakura only held the hilt of her sword.
The hour hand on the wall pointed to 8:07 p. m., as if time had stopped.
"Kacha…"
The hour hand pointed to 8:08.
Haruno Sakura panted heavily. If it wasn't for her bad eyesight, she would have fallen to the ground.
Bean-sized beads of sweat dripped down his chin.
It was no exaggeration to say that his back was already wet.
It was even more tiring than running for five hours!
Did he succeed?
However, before she could get an answer, she blacked out and rolled down.
The night returned to silence.
At the same time, some people were not very calm.
"Hey! Kakashi, you dare to be distracted!"
On the roof, Maitekai chuckled as he stared at the silver-haired youth.
It seemed that he would be able to defeat his lifelong enemy, Kakashi, this time! It was not in vain that he had challenged the other party hundreds of times. He had finally revealed his identity!
"Sorry, I suddenly remembered that I have something to do.”
Hatake Kakashi was walking quickly on the roof, but he soon stopped.
He looked around the hospital. Nothing had happened. To be on the safe side, he took off his blindfold and opened it with three hooks. He looked around carefully. There was indeed no trace of ninjutsu.
Could it be that he was hallucinating? It seemed that this was the reaction of some emergency war?
On the first floor of the hospital.
Uchiha, who was handling the discharge procedures, suddenly stiffened.
"Ahem, what's wrong, brother?" A little boy who looked to be four or five years old coughed a few times. His face was very red, and it was obvious that he had a cold and fever. At this moment, he was quietly lying on his brother's body, like a pile of white balls wearing clothes. Perhaps it was because they were very close, but the white dumpling could clearly feel his brother's muscles tense up. His heart became uncomfortable. Was his brother angry because he kept making a fuss about being discharged?
"It's nothing. Sasuke is really a child. He keeps asking to go home.”
"I…No, the doctors in the family are also very good!”
"Young Master Itachi, let me carry Young Master Sasuke?”A young man in his thirties tried to curry favor with them. There was no other reason than the fact that Young Master Itachi was definitely a once-in-a-century genius, and Young Master Sasuke was also a genius. It was just that he was slightly weaker than Young Master Itachi. There was no harm in him fawning over these two brothers.
"No!" The white ball, uhm, Sasuke Uchiha, tightly hooked his arms around his brother Uchiha Weasel's neck.
Uchiha Eritasu Yiran shook his head.
When he walked out of the door.
He casually glanced at the hospital building. Yes, there was no mistake. There was a person with a strong illusion in the hospital.
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