.They stayed in the hospital for a full week and finally obtained the permission to be discharged. Although they had already recovered, they had to stay for two more days at the request of Itachi's mother.

The boring life gave the two many opportunities to communicate further increased the friendship between them. For this teammate who can be said to be their first friend, he is gaining recognition from each other day after day.

Although the injury has been healed, I don’t know why Kulolo still couldn’t extract the chakra. Although he had been swearing to the two of them that he would be fine, he still felt vaguely uneasy in his heart.

What happened? It’s okay if the unreliable Yan is fine, but even Xiaoyu completely lost contact, as if it didn’t exist at all. This is impossible. Even when the two foxes consumed too much last time because they helped him transform their bodies, this situation had never happened. At that time, he still had to feel the state of the two foxes. Thinking of this, the feeling of anxiety became even heavier.

He casually greeted Sasuke and Itachi's mother who came to pick them up and were discharged from the hospital, and said, "I have something to do." Kurolo directly asked Itachi to use the instant trick to bring him to Naruto's office.

The two and the three generations who suddenly appeared were also surprised. However, after all, they were old and savages. They didn't say much. The three generations happily arranged an absolutely quiet secret room for him as Kurolo's request, and sent him away from the Ancient Tribe, leaving only the Itachi whom Kurolo could trust to help him protect the Dharma outside the secret room.

After looking at the empty secret room, Kurolo couldn't help but breathe a deep breath. Sitting cross-legged on the only bed in the secret room to concentrate better. Kurolo quietly sank his mind into the depths of his heart. He hadn't done this for a long time since the two foxes were able to enter and exit freely. Thinking of this, Kurolo couldn't help but feel a little nostalgic.

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When I opened my eyes again, Kuloro saw only a darkness, not the beautiful world where birds and flowers sing, nor the prison-like environment that appeared in the comics, it was really only a darkness.

There seemed to be only air around the empty surroundings, and the only blackness that could be felt seemed to be spreading towards the infinite distance. The terrible quiet sound seemed to be unable to convey even the sound, but he also heard his increasingly loud heartbeat and the sound of his breathing that became turbid and heavy. The extremely strange environment made people feel fear involuntarily.

After taking a few deep breaths one after another, he calmed down his mood and closed his eyes. Kurolo tried to change this space with his thoughts. After all, this is just his inner world, isn’t it? The inner world that can be changed at will from his heart. He is the absolute master of this space, absolutely.

The imagined birds singing and flowers did not appear, and the space around was still as dark as it was at the beginning. What happened? Why did this thing that could be done with just one thought fail now? What made him even more frightened was that he seemed to be unable to even leave this space. The darkness seemed to become deeper. What was going on?

I don’t know how long it took, but here, time has become a meaningless concept. Maybe only one day has passed, or maybe one month or even a year, ten years, or maybe only one hour has passed, Kuloro just kept floating here, floating, except for the darkness, only the darkness...

Under such torture, Kulolo felt that he was going crazy. The only thing he could do was to recall everything he had in the past over and over again, or to make up stories after another to comfort himself...

Gradually, he felt that he was crazy. He could no longer figure out who he was. Is it Uzumaki Naruto? Or Kurolo? Or the ordinary student in his previous life who had already felt very vague, or...

Gradually, Kulolo's consciousness, who could not bear it, began to blur. He was even willing to die like this, better than enduring the torture of this endless darkness here. The pain had exceeded his limits. He had collapsed under this pressure a long time ago.

He is not a person with a firm will. He is just a very ordinary but unfortunate student who was caught by others. He has never suffered any hardships when he grew up in happiness. Whether in his previous life or today when he was called a monster, his cute and charming face even helped him gain more popularity than his previous life. All of this has led to his weak will, but no matter how strong the person is, he cannot bear it in such an environment.

In this life, even if he had already known how powerful the future of Naruto Naruto would encounter, he didn't care. Because he had two Nine Tails, two Nine Tails in his heyday, their power was enough to protect his safety, so what he had always called cultivation was only the efforts of the two Nine Tails. Even if he was performing a mission, even if he was at the moment of ending someone else's life, he just regarded all this as a game.

Yes, it was just a game. In his opinion, all this was just a game produced in that strange machine. If it really didn't work, it could be back and forth. It would not have any impact on him. So he could act so meaninglessly and freely, just a game, and he always believed it in his heart.

But this sudden darkness almost shattered everything about him. He was so lonely and desperate that he lost all his support. At this moment, all the negative emotions kept gnawing on his heart.

All this is no longer just a game. This world is so real to him. Whether it is the care of Sanda and others or the friendship with Itachi, it has become the only spiritual pillar he can use to support at this moment. He wanders and struggles alone in pain in the dark...

The consciousness gradually blurred. When the coma finally came, he even felt a sense of happiness. Although he couldn't bear to leave those people, he could no longer bear the darkness. In the face of darkness, he was completely defeated.

Unfortunately, the torture was not over. When he opened his eyes again, the darkness appeared before his eyes again, and it was still in the boundless dark space. Perhaps the coma just now was not to relieve him, but to give him a glimmer of hope and then ruthlessly smash the hope to torture him better.

He wanted to cry loudly, but he couldn't hear his own voice. He lost everything in this space. Even at the beginning, he couldn't hear the heartbeat that felt torturous. Now, he thought, that sound was so wonderful.

He knew he was crying, but he could not feel the tears slipping across his face. He had long lost control of his body and the feeling of his body. He didn't even know whether he still had a body.

He felt that he was crazy, really crazy. He no longer felt depressed or fearful. All the negative emotions had dissipated, but at the same time, he lost all other emotions. He seemed to have lost even the ability to think, and just drifted in this strange dark space in a daze.

But if he really lost the ability to think, why would he know that he had lost all emotions and had lost the ability to think, if not, then why would he feel this way again? He couldn't help but fall into such a vicious circle, becoming more and more confused...

The darkness continued, and he had long forgotten his thinking, forgot everything, and even forgot why he existed. He just floated blindly, like a wisp, floating unconsciously with the wind...

In unknown how long it took, he saw a beam of light penetrated the darkness and shone in. At that moment, he felt himself alive again. He remembered who he was, he remembered his own feelings. He felt tears flowing freely on his face. He heard his excited shouts. He felt that he was wiggling desperately towards the beam of light...

The next moment, he appeared in a world of birds singing and flowers, the inner world he was already extremely familiar with. When he saw the two familiar figures standing in front of him, he cheered and pounced over, and fell into a coma again in their anxious eyes...

But this time he really felt happiness because he finally came back.

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Although you may find this chapter boring and strangely appearing, this is an over-the-top chapter.

Because the protagonist before can be said to have always regarded Naruto as a game world, everything is virtual, so he will not be moved, sad or sad for the characters inside... so this is the only way to make him realize the reality of the world.

At the same time, this is also to make up for the protagonist's weak willpower. No matter how simple his illusion is, he can easily kill him. The time he fought with Itachi was because he had been prepared for it, but no one would notify him every time that your enemy would use illusion.

After experiencing such dark training, the protagonist's willpower will be greatly improved. This will not only help him resist illusions in the future, but also help him do something else. Someone said this.
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