[Naruto] Can one still die without the Sharingan?

Chapter 133 PUBG Mobile

Uchiha Shizu has been in a good mood recently. Thanks to the frequent communication between Konoha and Suna, she also received a lot of things.

For example, those two sets of kimonos neatly stacked in the cabinet.

Kimonos, kimonos again, although they are not studded with diamonds or woven with gold threads, you can see that each set is of exquisite quality and cannot be cheap. Of these two sets, one is a furisode worn at the ceremony, and the other is a small sleeve with hakama. The style is very similar to the one she wears. It is somewhat unisex and easy to move. It is wrapped in dark green and is inconspicuous. The silver thread not only looks good, but can be worn as a ninja uniform.

Jingshou was happy, but still struggled a little, and finally asked the ANBU ninja who brought the gift to go back and help spread the word: Don't buy it when it's enough, and save up to buy a house when you have more money.

However, this good mood did not last for a few days. After Gaara was suddenly called away, Shizu, who had nothing to do, became stunned at the small sleeves.

I heard that the place where those ninjas were trapped was deep in the desert behind Sand Hidden Village. It was a place even more desolate than the famous Demonic Desert.

It was said that there were 13 trapped ninjas, but only seven people went to rescue them, including Gaara, a non-staff member.

I heard that these seven people carried a lot of supplies, and the contents in the scroll were enough for these twenty people for half a month. However, the problem is that Gaara doesn't know the scroll-related summoning techniques at all. Even before leaving, Uchiha Shizuo dragged him crazy to supplement, but it didn't help. The supplies he brought with him were only enough to last three days.

Even though his teammates kept promising to Temari that they would take good care of the Kazekage's youngest son, Shizu was still not at ease at all. This kind of thing, putting his life in the hands of others, would never have been done to Shizu Uchiha. Might do it.

But she had no choice but to stand on the third floor and watch them leave from the window.

"Are you worried about Gaara?"

Shizu Uchiha has been absent-minded these past few days and is in such a bad state that even Temari can tell.

"Gaara is very strong, don't worry so much."

"If strength alone can determine everything, I really wouldn't be too worried." Jing said calmly.

"I basically know all the people in his team. The leader, Captain Akagi, is my father's confidant. There will be no problem."

Jing didn't say anything for a while, frowning and smacking his lips, thinking about it but still worried.

"I just think it's such a coincidence that these things happened right after Feng Ying left."

In fact, Temari is not stupid. She is even more worried about Gaara's situation than Uchiha Shizu. After all, he is her biological brother. But there was nothing she could do. The words she said to comfort Jing were not meant to comfort herself.

"It's okay, it's just a coincidence."

Finally, she said this, but her smile was a little weak.

However, at this moment, a strange knocking sound suddenly came from the glass next to them, which seemed particularly strange in this quiet night. They all raised their heads warily, only to see the snow-white Kariha standing outside the window. But the dark red cloth held in its mouth made the pupils of the two people tighten suddenly.

"That is……"

At this moment, seven full days have passed since the start of Gaara's mission. But it wasn't that the situation was particularly dangerous, it was just that they had been on the road for the past four days.

Yes, for four whole days, they barely rested. They were all on the road, from the east of Sunagakure Village deep into the heart of the desert. However, he did not expect that this was the burial place that these people had designed for him long ago.

The reason why he had been on the road for the past four days was to maximize his energy consumption. The reason for consuming his supplies was to kill him and prevent them from fighting a protracted war. The reason why he chose such a far place was that even if he sent out a request for help as soon as possible, he would not be able to hold on until the reinforcements arrived with the little supplies he had.

This time, let alone Shukaku going berserk, even the monster going berserk would not help, because its jinchūriki may have died of dehydration in the desert due to lack of supplies.

"Who sent you here?" Gaara stared at Akagi opposite, his voice was extremely low.

The sound that seemed to come from hell actually made Akagi, an elite jounin who had experienced war, shiver a little, but he soon realized that he was actually scared of a kid, and he gave a sinister smile.

"Yes...who sent it?" He made a roundabout way without answering directly, and then he smiled again.

"Actually, you should know whose it is, right?"

"Is it the Kazekage?" Gaara asked.

Akagi didn't speak any more this time, but his expression answered everything.

Gaara's eyes gradually darkened. He suddenly remembered many things, many things that he had gradually begun to forget because of his peaceful life for more than two months.

He exerted force on his feet and flew back in the direction he came from.

"Don't let him escape!" Akagi shouted, "Don't fight him hard, trap him, he won't be able to escape from this desert!"

Gaara really couldn't run out of this desert. The weather was nearly forty degrees, and without enough water, he might suffer from heat stroke in ten minutes. And in this case, heat stroke? That means there is no way to survive at all.

Soon, he found that those people began to spread around him. Finally, they seemed to have formed some kind of formation from a distance. No matter which side he broke through, he would be tripped up by the fierce fighting.

Those people never thought of coming up to kill him from the beginning to the end. They knew exactly what he knew and couldn't do, and planned to trap him here.

And him, what can he do now? Gather them together and let Shukaku go berserk and kill them all? Unfortunately, with the little supplies he currently has, it would be difficult for him to get out of this desert even without interference from others. As for asking for help...it seems that there is no one in the entire Sand Hidden Village that he can ask for help.

At this moment, Gaara was still in the mood to laugh at himself, and then, the curve of the corner of his mouth suddenly froze.

Wait, there is one!

But...how to ask that guy for help? Even if the message is sent, will she really come?

The pressure around him was gradually easing, but Gaara knew that it was not that those people were ready to let him go, but that those people knew that he could not escape, so they were also reducing their own consumption.

Could it be...does it really end here?

Gaara finally stopped in the shadow on the back of a sand dune to save his energy and reduce consumption, although he had no idea how to use the saved part.

Then, he met a pair of big eyes at the bottom of the pit, a pair of bird's eyes.

This is probably why people raise different birds. Uchiha Shizu is silent, even the birds he raises are like this.

Not to mention how the owls, which are not good at flying long distances and fast, can keep up with their speed. It took Kariha only three days to cover the distance that a group of ninjas had to cover in four days. He was so tired that he vomited blood along the way and fell directly into the Uchiha. Quietly. However, at this time, Jing could only leave it to Temari to take care of it. For seven days, without sufficient supplies, the child had been there for seven days. Can he still support it until she rushed over?

There is no time to delay.

Jing didn't even have time to tell anyone anything and jumped out of the window.

Under the pale moonlight, the streets of Sand Hidden Village were filled with desolation.