Restarting Life: Call Me the Leader of Konoha

"Xiong, you used to be a puppeteer, but now, are you really willing to become a puppet in the hands of others?"

Under the shade of the tree, a figure with purple facial patterns was leaning back with his head in his arms.

The poison gas of the salamander is enough to be fatal, but fortunately the amount inhaled was not large. It only paralyzed the body and caused difficulty breathing. Thanks to the efforts of the medical team, he fully recovered in a short time.

After a short rest, you can continue to fight...

"You don't understand, Kankuro, you regard puppets as ninja tools, but in my eyes, they are just a form of pursuit of art, nothing more.

"This immortal body I now have is exactly what I have been pursuing."

Kankuro looked to his side coldly.

"Is it really just a form? Is this your original intention in creating puppets?

"Humph! Why deceive yourself?"

"..."

What is placed beside him at this moment is the puppet "Black Ant", and what is contained inside is the soul of a puppeteer.

"I know you wanted to become a real puppet, but ultimately failed. That's because you still have a soul, and it's impossible for you to become a walking corpse.

"Now you have a puppet body, but you have truly lost your soul...

"Yakushi Kabuto, that guy used to be your subordinate, right?"

In the dim cage, the red-haired figure raised his eyes.

Kabuto Yakushi was a double agent that he sent to Orochimaru. No, it would be more appropriate to say that he was a double agent that the other party sent to him...

"Scorpion, you should be a strong man who controls puppets, not a puppet at the mercy of others!" Kankuro shouted in a low voice.

“The power of a puppeteer comes from his soul. Whether it’s the ‘Crow’, the ‘Black Ant’, the ‘Salamander’, or the ‘Scorpion’ in my hand, these works all contain the soul of the creator.

"And the puppet that hosts the soul will be passed down from generation to generation in the hands of the operator..."

A slight cracking sound was heard, but Kankuro didn't pay any attention to it.

"You just said that this is the body you've always dreamed of, right?

"...You are wrong. The puppets you created and your skills as a puppeteer are the truly immortal creations, not the dilapidated body piled up in the wasteland now!

"Whether it's you or Dou, as a puppeteer, I will never lose to you.

"And that's even more true when you're controlling the same puppet called 'Scorpion'!"

Suddenly, a burst of sneer was heard.

"Hey! What are you laughing at again!"

Just as he was about to explode, a faint voice came from the Black Ant: "It houses the soul of the creator, indeed.

"I really misjudged you. One day, I would be scolded by that little brat."

Mountains, rivers, lakes and seas will eventually dry up, the sun, moon and stars will eventually dim, there has never been anything that is indestructible, let alone eternity.

But if anything...

"Kankuro, I will leave my father and mother to you from now on."

"You mean..."

They are the two puppets from Grandma Chiyo’s house!

Kankuro was stunned and looked at the "Black Ant" beside him with doubt.

A faint light shone through the cracks.

“After you die, it will be left to the next generation, and handed over to future generations.

"We must ensure that they are passed down continuously..."

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