Chapter 67: Kisame's Trial

Hoshigaki Kisame curled his lip in disdain and said, "Samsara Game, how boring."

"Boring, you say?"

Fang Yi looked calmly at the honest-looking man with the deformed features before him and said, "Compared to the Eye of the Moon Plan, which can allow one to escape reality and create a false place to belong, it truly cannot capture Mr. Kisame's interest."

Hoshigaki Kisame, an Elite Ninja who emerged from the Blood Mist Era, had a history of growth that was a bloody chronicle of constantly killing his own comrades.

He killed his classmates to graduate, and he killed his comrades to protect intelligence.

He dared not yearn for friendship or love, and he even dared not have too much contact with ninjas from his own village, fearing that after becoming familiar, he would have to turn his blade against them again; his heart was sealed away like a stone.

It was not until he met Obito, who was disguised as Madara Uchiha, that he felt like a firefly encountered in the dark of night, and he agreed to the other's Eye of the Moon Plan without hesitation.

A lost person, yearning for recognition and companionship, loathing falsehood, yet in the end, he could only bury his head in the dirt as if to escape.

"You bastard!"

Hearing the words that faintly revealed mockery, Hoshigaki Kisame's sharp teeth clashed together.

Such a blood-drenched reality could not be called reality at all; it was merely a false Hell. Only the Eye of the Moon Plan mentioned by Mr. Madara could allow the true world to descend.

Fang Yi smiled and said, "Whether real or false, the Samsara Game can bring you genuine power, and the world of your dreams also requires power to be realized."

This sentence struck a chord in Kisame's heart.

He had killed his comrades countless times and become an irredeemable piece of human trash, yet he could be treated as a comrade by Mr. Madara and be recognized.

It was not just to escape the false world.

It was also to keep pace with his comrades; only powerful strength could achieve that.

Otherwise, if he encountered a scene like the one from back then again, would he have to helplessly kill his comrades again to prevent intelligence leaks?

Or be killed by his comrades, letting their hands be stained with blood?

He wanted neither.

A black letter appeared out of thin air and drifted onto Hoshigaki Kisame's Samehada.

With just a slight release of chakra, this black letter would be shredded by the spikes of Samehada.

After a moment of silence, Hoshigaki Kisame gently lifted Samehada, reached out to pinch a corner of the black letter, and took out the Invitation Letter inside.

Fang Yi explained, "A small-scale trial qualification will teleport you to an unknown polluted map. After successfully clearing it, you will be able to possess a profession that resonates with your soul."

"My profession is ninja; is there anything more resonant than that?"

Hoshigaki Kisame laughed at himself; was he, who had killed countless comrades to protect intelligence, not resonant enough with the ninja profession?

Fang Yi shook his head and said, "I am merely a game merchant; I do not know which profession suits you, but fate will guide your direction."

This was the charm of the Fate Rune.

Among all the runes that could be created, fate was the most expensive variety; it involved the past, the future, the soul, and consciousness, making it the most elusive and uncertain substance.

A Tier 1 alone was worth one million Reward Points and could help players grow better; Fang Yi had also chosen to create it only after careful consideration.

"Fate, is it?"

Hoshigaki Kisame muttered this word and began handing over Ninjutsu to the Game Mall in exchange for a large amount of Reward Points.

Various Water Release Ninjutsu that were extremely difficult to master brought a large amount of origin power to the Game Mall.

Fang Yi sensed the increasing Reward Points and sighed inwardly.

Hoshigaki Kisame was truly a ninja born for Water Release; his astonishing chakra volume and affinity for Water Release were enough to rival Tobirama Senju in this regard alone.

In the blink of an eye, five thousand Reward Points had been gathered.

"Let's begin."

Hoshigaki Kisame looked at the black text before him and, after confirming, was instantly teleported.

Watching Hoshigaki Kisame fall straight down, Fang Yi looked at Itachi Uchiha and smiled, "The game had already prompted him to purchase a protective shield, yet he chose to give it up. It seems he trusts you, his partner, very much."

Itachi Uchiha was noncommittal and replied irrelevantly, "Kisame is a very trustworthy comrade."

He still remembered that Kisame had once asked him what it felt like to kill a comrade.

What he had said at the time was that Kisame was a piece of trash who didn't even know his own destination.

Because he was different from Kisame.

From the very beginning, his goals were firm, whether it was becoming a double agent who was spurned, being entrusted with the Sharingan by Shisui, or slaughtering his entire clan and joining the Akatsuki as a sinner and traitor.

Everything, every single thing, he was very clear about his own path.

Kisame regarded him as a comrade, but he could not do the same and regard Kisame as a comrade.

Because, on this path full of thorns and blood that he had chosen, there was simply no one who could walk alongside him.

Fang Yi asked with his usual smile, "What about you? Do you want to participate in the trial?"

He had no interest in probing into Itachi Uchiha's inner heart.

The Samsara Game emphasized Equivalent Exchange; whether it was the human trash who slaughtered his entire clan or the saint who was willing to sacrifice for the Ninja Village, as long as they were willing to take out Reward Points, he treated them all the same.

Itachi Uchiha said very politely, "Please give me an Invitation Letter, sir."

Only in front of Sasuke would he act arrogant.

Before he defected from the Ninja Village, most of his comrades' evaluations of him were that he was a good person who understood etiquette and was willing to think for his comrades.

"As you wish."

The black letter landed in Itachi Uchiha's hand. After he tore it open, Itachi Uchiha's soul was teleported away.

A translucent golden protective shield lit up around his shell.

Although he was already like a candle in the wind, he could not die yet; this body full of sin still needed to struggle to live.

"Where is this?"

Hoshigaki Kisame climbed up from the ground; the scorching temperature made him very uncomfortable.

A dry desert, with dead trees baked until they crystallized.

It was endless at a glance.

【Small-scale trial initiated】

Trial content: Find the Fushi zhi Lin on the edge of Hueco Mundo and kill the corrupted Fallen Hollow.

Note: Undead spirits wandering the human world eventually become evil, twisted vengeful spirits after accumulating over time; Hueco Mundo is the final destination for these vengeful spirits.

"This is truly reckless; I thought I would appear by the seaside."

Hoshigaki Kisame instinctively reached out to grip the Samehada on his back, only to discover that the Samehada had disappeared.

To bring items from reality into the game, one also needs verification.

As a powerful Ninja Blade, the Samehada is comparable to a level 15 Lanse Wupin, so naturally, it is impossible to let Kisame bring it in for free to increase his combat power.

The Samsara Game emphasizes fairness; only by paying can one become stronger.

Following the green arrow on the map,

Kisame stepped on the soft, scorching sand and walked toward the dark green forest ahead.

The novice weapon from his inventory slot was held in his hand.

It was a double-edged Claymore.

"There is no way to compare this to the Samehada; I'll make do with it for now."

Hoshigaki Kisame swung the Claymore and curled his lips in great dissatisfaction.

Having been accompanied by the Samehada for many years, he was now very unaccustomed to this.

(End of this chapter)