Be the Main God from Naruto - Chapter 41
All joy, sorrow, bonds, and hatred were instantly erased because the game ended.
Sasuke, who died in the virtual reality world. Naruto, who took a blade for him. Rasa, who sacrificed himself. Sakura, who committed suicide for love, and even Gaara, the only designated winner, were all ejected from the game “Shadow Breaking Firmament” at the same time.
Team 7 had entered the game with their real memories intact and seemed to handle the transition better upon exiting. Meanwhile, Gaara and his father were left baffled, staring into the void as if immersed in that all-too-real illusionary world.
It felt like a genuine lifetime had passed!
When Gaara was dumped in the virtual game world, he wondered if invisible hands were manipulating his world. But he never expected the truth to be like this.
Memories from both lives seamlessly merged, complicating Gaara’s gaze towards Rasa.
It turned out that his father wasn’t as cold and heartless as he had previously thought.
The memories from the virtual reality game brought significant shocks to his worldview and emotions. A disoriented Gaara instinctively put on his usual cold facade.
“Welcome back.”
Wang Yan’s gaze swept over the five individuals present with a smirk that didn’t quite reach his eyes. Oddly enough, although his lips didn’t move, his voice reached the ears of Team 7.
“I rate your performance in this training as follows: Sasuke – excellent, Naruto and Sakura – good.”
A mechanical voice echoed in their minds as soon as he finished speaking.
?Trial mission completed. Based on the evaluation by your guide Wang Yan, you have been awarded 1200/900/900 reward points and a D-grade Destiny Gem each.?
Sasuke was visibly pleased; with these points, he could begin to enhance his abilities.
This would be a turning point in his destiny!
He would rescue his foolish brother by his own hands!
Naruto frowned, “Why does stinky Sasuke get more points than me? I tried hard, too! If I had that talent in the game world, I would have performed even better than him!”
Sakura was quiet, not complaining about the unfairness. Although her performance was competent and didn’t mess up the mission, it certainly wasn’t as outstanding as Sasuke’s.
This gap wasn’t just about combat ability…
“Silly.”
Wang Yan tapped his temple, enlightening them, “You still don’t understand. I scored based on your proactive actions during the game.”
“Think about it, if you don’t recharge, you can get stronger… ahem…”
Wang Yan snapped his fingers, and a mysterious force enveloped the members of Team 7.
“Eh? Why did I space out just now?”
Naruto rubbed his face, unaware that Sakura and Sasuke had experienced the same thing.
“What does proactive mean?”
Wang Yan flicked Naruto’s forehead, “Haven’t you realized? Your mission was completed because of Sasuke’s guidance. You would have failed this time if he hadn’t deliberately controlled the battle rhythm.”
“I almost regret giving you a ‘good’ rating.”
Hearing this, Naruto scratched his head and chuckled, “Heh! I didn’t expect stinky Sasuke to be so kind. I thought he couldn’t beat Gaara…”
Sasuke’s face darkened, “Idiot! Next time, I’ll make sure you fail the mission! Just you wait!”
As the eternal rivals started bickering again, Wang Yan felt a headache coming on. He lifted the hypnotic field around Rasa and his son with a wave.
Suddenly, the four who had traveled from Konoha regained their “presence.”
“Uchiha Sasuke!”
A chilling voice rang out nearby.
Sasuke turned to see a little redhead with dark circles under his eyes staring at him coldly, looking like he might attack at any moment.
“You dare kill Grandpa Rasa and Naruto! I want you dead!”
Gaara’s shout, full of murderous intent and anger, made Naruto and the Fourth Kazekage awkward.
Naruto patted Gaara’s shoulder, grinning cheekily, “I’m still alive!”
Gaara’s father, caught in a complicated expression, attempted to assert authority, “What grandfather! I’m your dad!”
Virtual reality games have this pitfall—directly blocking real memories. In the “Shadow Breaking Firmament” world, Gaara and Rasa had a joyful relationship, facing life and death numerous times, which deepened their bond and understanding.
In that world, Gaara cheerfully called him “grandpa,” Rasa, very content with this resilient and ruthless little fellow, almost wished to acknowledge Gaara as his honorary grandson.
Now, back in reality, reflecting on their gaming experience,
The Fourth Kaz
ekage, with a flushed face, scolded his son, feeling incredibly awkward inside.
Gaara felt no internal turmoil despite his father’s scolding and even laughed out loud.
The situation was exceedingly awkward.
Some hidden orchestrator muttered to himself, drawing attention away, “Huh? Does virtual reality gaming affect personality so much? I remember this Gaara kid used to be annoying, but now he seems… pretty likable.”
This realization hit Rasa, who previously thought his son was just a psychotic murderer. Thus, the criticism he was about to voice remained unspoken.
Wang Yan looked at him with a half-smile, “It’s true that first-time players in virtual reality might experience difficulty distinguishing reality from illusion. But rest assured, it only happens the first time.”
“Look, isn’t your son fine now? And the relationship between you, the Kazekage, and your son has strengthened quite a bit.
“Hehe…” The Fourth Kazekage smiled happily, his heart relieved.
Rasa and Gaara’s life experiment allowed Wang Yan’s resource points to skyrocket by 27,000, reaching 179,259 points.
Pleased, Wang Yan gifted Gaara the bonus item from his earlier exchange of the “Naruto” manga set as a toy before leaving the Sand Hidden Village.
“These little things are called… figurines?”
Gaara looked at the intricately crafted “dolls” on the ground with a complex expression.
There were figurines of Naruto, Gaara himself, and many others he couldn’t recognize.
Such as a white-haired masked man, a top ninja with a melon haircut, a guy with a shark face, a melancholy, thin young man in a wheelchair, a young lady who played with origami…
He didn’t know if these people truly existed, but the craftsmanship of these little toys was exquisite, making them irresistible.
Externally cold and strong, he was just a boy who had lacked parental love since childhood.
Hundreds of finely detailed little figurines named “figurines,” each with unique traits—even the ugly ones had their charm.
Sand flowed from the gourd on his back, enveloping each figurine individually. He took this beloved toy set to the grave when he grew old.
Gaara clenched his fist tightly, and sand swirled.
The Sasuke figurine instantly exploded into powder, and the Sakura figurine was thrown onto the street.
Of course, excluding this pair of annoying lovers!
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