From Naruto onwards, I've become a dreamer.

Chapter 4 Church of Bones
"Uchiha Muneki, I am here to take you to the Anbu on the orders of the Hokage."

In the corridor outside the Hokage's office, an Anbu member wearing a white animal mask was already waiting.

Codenamed 'Elephant', it is rumored to be one of the most trusted bodyguards of the Third Hokage, Hiruzen Sarutobi. Sogetsu narrowed his eyes and activated his spiritual vision to observe the other party.

If the color of the etheric aura is dark, it means that the other person is not in a good mood and is mixed with some kind of sadness.

"Okay, thank you for your help." Zong Yue was very polite.

However, for the Dark Division, emotions are just an unnecessary burden, but the other party gave him a cold look and gestured for Zongyue to follow.

Well, it seems they don't appreciate it.
Zongyue sighed inwardly. Although he already knew the outcome, he couldn't help but curse inwardly. The Second Hokage was really a damn incompetent.

Thanks to Tobirama Senju's policies, the Uchiha clan grew increasingly large, and due to internal struggles with the Hokage faction, their reputation in Konoha at this time was not exactly universally disliked, but it was not far off.

Following Elephant to the headquarters of the Dark Division, Zongyue could clearly sense that the atmosphere here seemed very heavy.

Almost everyone's emotions are tinged with a faint sadness.

"Is it because of Hatake Sagumo's suicide?" Munezuki narrowed his eyes slightly, roughly guessing the reason for the somber atmosphere in the Anbu.

Hatake Sagumo, an elite Jonin, is known as the White Fang of Konoha.

Its name is even more intimidating to the nations of the ninja world than the legendary Sannin.

The fact that a ninja who would risk his life to complete a mission would voluntarily say, "If I meet Konoha's White Fang, I can abandon the mission," speaks volumes.

Hatake Sagumo was not only a powerful ninja, but also the head of the Anbu branch, making him an inspiring and powerful figure both internally and externally.

However, this powerful spiritual symbol died by a ridiculous suicide for reasons that seemed almost laughable.

He abandoned his mission to save his comrades, but was instead blamed by the comrades he saved. Unable to bear the ostracism and gossip, he chose to commit suicide.

Haha, no matter how you look at it, this reason is utter nonsense.

The white-haired man of Konoha, who could fight his way to fame with just a short sword, would actually commit suicide over such a trivial matter?

Ultimately, it was White Fang who got in the way. He could only blame himself, since White Fang, whom everyone in Konoha revered, had achievements and fame that were almost overshadowing the Hokage.

From this perspective, calling it 'suicide' wouldn't be entirely wrong.

Joining the Anbu is not a long process. With the Hokage's order, you only need to take a code name and register the relevant information.

For example: name, age, gender, ninjutsu skills, missions completed in the past, etc.

"Uchiha Muneki, male, age 15, Jonin, codename Owl, skilled in medical ninjutsu and psychological therapy?"

The secret agent in charge of registration looked up at him with great surprise.

The full name of the Dark Division is Assassination Tactical Unit. As the name suggests, they are a special unit responsible for assassinations.

It's not that no one knows medical ninjutsu, it's just that very few people will write in their profiles that they are skilled in medical ninjutsu.

And what's with that psychotherapy?
"It's a treatment targeting the mental realm, similar in theory to medical ninjutsu." Zongyue seemed quite used to such surprised looks, and smiled slightly.
"The human heart is very fragile. Sadness, pain, fear. Even the slightest harm can cause irreparable damage, and my responsibility is to help these people heal their emotional wounds."

"I think I understand." The ANBU member's eyes were strange.

"By the way, I recently started a new treatment program." Zongyue said, handing over a business card.

The officer glanced down and saw that the business card read: Zongyue Psychological Clinic.

Seeing the other person's puzzled look, he smiled and explained, "The 'wish fulfillment therapy' allows patients to realize their past dreams and make up for past regrets in their dreams. If you have time, you can come and try it. Since we'll be colleagues in the future, I can give you a 20% discount."

Holy crap, 100,000 taels per time?!

Upon seeing the price on the business card, the member of the Dark Division shuddered and nearly dropped the card in fright.

The usual reward for a B-level task is around 50,000, which is almost the same as an A-level task!

"No need." The ANBU member decisively shook his head and refused.

Are you kidding me?
Even if you work your butt off to complete an A-level mission, you'll only get around 30,000 to 40,000 taels of silver. Who would use that money to experience some kind of psychological therapy?
"All right."

Zong Yue felt a little disappointed; it seemed that completing the side quest was still a long and arduous task.

"Okay, you can go back."

Elephant, who had been silent, interrupted his sales pitch, saying, "If there's a mission, someone will contact you."

"Okay, I'll head back now." Zong Yue waved goodbye, and smiled before leaving, "If you need psychological therapy, you can contact me anytime."

Watching Zongyue's retreating figure gradually disappear into the dimly lit corridor, Xiang's eyes grew serious: "Owl, an unsettling codename." "You seem quite wary of him, Xiang," said the ANBU officer registering the information. "Is it because of the name 'Uchiha'?"

"It's not just because of the Uchiha."

Xiang shook his head, a hint of apprehension flashing in his eyes: "It's just a feeling. Lin Jiao, I don't know why, but when I'm facing him, I feel uneasy."

"Perhaps you're just mistaken."

Linjiao smiled and casually advised, "No matter how you look at it, that guy is just a Uchiha brat with a bit of talent."

"I hope so."

Suppressing his unease, Xiang took a deep breath: "Lord White Fang's funeral should be today, right?"

"Ah, I heard it was today." Upon hearing the name White Fang, Lin Jiao's voice lowered slightly, containing a hint of barely perceptible sorrow: "Lord White Fang actually... I still can't believe it. Do you really think Lord White Fang would..."

"A rare unicorn horn!"

Before Linjiao could finish his sentence, Xiang's eyes suddenly sharpened, and he roared, "Shut up! Don't forget, we are the Dark Division!"

"Yes, we are the Anbu."

Lin Jiao lowered his head bitterly and remained silent.

Did Lord White Fang really die by suicide?
He dared not ask, much less pursue the truth, because they were merely part of the secret service.

The biggest responsibility of the Anbu is to obey the Hokage.

After a busy day, I finally returned to the Uchiha mansion.

In the dimly lit room, after washing away her fatigue, Zongyue prepared to go to sleep and casually lit the inconspicuous brass candlestick that sat in the corner.

"I hope tonight will be a sweet dream."

Close your eyes and drift off to sleep.

A dark mist permeated the dream, stretching time infinitely, making perception hazy and indistinct.

The scene, resembling stars, appeared and disappeared in the black mist, interspersed with whispers that were sometimes illusory, sometimes frenzied, and sometimes restless.

Scattered thoughts converge and sink deeper into the dream.

Falling, falling.
Finally, in the dream, he fell to the bottom and his scattered consciousness reassembled.

The aggregated consciousness formed a blurry, hazy figure, which was in a magnificent and grand cathedral. Every pillar and arch supporting the cathedral was made of the skeletons of different species, densely and chaotically piled together.

Its dome was covered with countless white skeletons, their empty eyes staring down into the hall below.

On the enormous cross cast from bones, countless hands were wrapped and twisted, as if surrounding it. Despite its eeriness, it had no trace of evil, but was instead filled with a sense of holiness.

Throughout the church, transparent and distorted human faces were visible on the windows and doors, struggling as if trying to break in, their faces bulging out with extreme curvature.

A moment later, another hazy figure appeared in the majestic Church of Bones.

The original figure, standing like a devout believer beneath the cross of bones, seemed to have foreseen all of this, and slowly said with a smile, "So now, can you answer my question? Having witnessed your destiny, do you still intend to continue along this path?"

The second figure remained silent for a long time before asking in a complicated tone, "Is the future really as you say?"

You can choose not to believe.

The figure spoke in a soft, calm tone, which, though gentle, contained an undeniable authority.

"Then, I promise you."

The second figure sighed bitterly: "I hope our efforts can change the future you described."

"The future that the Lord has proclaimed will surely unfold and become a reality."

Beneath the hazy, shadowy figure, Uchiha Munetsuki smiled faintly: "Welcome to the Twilight Hermit Society, Hatake Sakumo!"

December 2nd, cloudy.

I bought two scratch-off lottery tickets today and lost 40 yuan. Why didn't I win? Please, kind readers, have some compassion and give me some likes, recommendations, or investments!

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