I established Kua Kua Cult in Naruto

"That boy just now said his name was Naruto?"

In a tall building, Minato's voice was a bit strange. Through the glass window, there was an orange-haired boy below communicating with a girl in red.

Tatsuma next to Minato let out a strange laugh. Even though he was wearing a mask, he could imagine how wonderful Minato's expression was at this moment.

Although Minato didn't answer Tatsuma's question about the child's name just now, how could Tatsuma not know it? It was precisely because the name was only in his mind that he was so surprised when he heard it now.

"Is this name funny? Or does it mean something else?"

Ding Zuo asked puzzledly. After all, Tatsuma's laughter resembled the villain in the story. If it was just a name, wouldn't it be?

Isn’t that the name of the ramen condiment? Is it really that funny? Or is Tatsuma thinking about that ramen shop again?

"No, it's just that the protagonist in Jiraiya-sensei's works has exactly this name."

Tatsuma waved his hand and said, Ding Zao said "Oh" and stopped asking any more questions. Although he still didn't think there was anything funny about the name, he thought that these two people were both Jiraiya's students, maybe there was a unique relationship between teachers and students. Some memes are not necessarily the same.

Minato glanced sideways at Tatsuma, obviously neither of them said anything, but Minato always felt as if Tatsuma knew what he would name his son, otherwise he wouldn't smile so twistedly.

Also, there are indeed strange things everywhere. Could this boy named Naruto really be his future child?

Trying to get out of his own way of thinking, Minato used his most common way to analyze something, which was to step into Tatsuma's perspective. For a moment, something seemed to become clear.

For example, the yellow-orange hair that is stronger than him, the huge amount of chakra, and the thin nine tails in the body?

What did this child go through when he was born? Could it be that he split the Nine-Tails in Kushina's body into two and sealed it in his son, making his son a jinchūriki?

It didn't seem like something he would do, especially since he himself didn't know the consequences of dividing the Nine-Tails, so he couldn't do it hastily.

As for Kushina's accident, which was not enough to bear the erosion of a whole nine-tails, Minato clenched his fists, and it was absolutely impossible for him to do so.

If Kushina really couldn't bear the erosion of a whole nine-tails, then he would rather bear half of the pain himself than pass it on to his children.

Minato suddenly wanted to rush down and ask this boy why he became the Nine-Tailed Jinchuuriki, and whether his mother was in the current future or what accident happened in his past.

However, after taking a few deep breaths, Minato still suppressed his impulse. Time cannot be desecrated. Even if there is a chance to know something about the future, as a ninja, he must restrain his selfish desires.

A ninja must endure what ordinary people cannot endure. The teacher's teachings echoed through Minato's mind. He calmed down and said:

"This boy looks like a ninja from Konoha, but he may not be from our time or even space-time. His mission goals may not be the same as ours, so he cannot be allowed to participate in our actions."

"Do you need me to imprison him temporarily?"

Tatsuma asked angrily, Minato was silent and didn't answer, because he didn't want to do this, even if it was "for the good of the child", he couldn't do it rashly.

Ding Zao leaned closer to the glass and did not understand Tatsuma's strange mood. He said: "He seems like a good boy, but he is a bit impulsive. Judging from his appearance, he should be a genin, so it can be understood."

Young ninjas generally have the problem of lack of experience, but the child named Naruto below has a bigger problem, but...

Ding Zao looked around and said: "His leading jounin is too irresponsible. How can a genin of this age be allowed to perform tasks independently?"

'Genin.'

Hearing this keyword, Minato couldn't help but look at it again, and then his eyes became even more confused, because Naruto looked to be fifteen or sixteen years old.

Fifteen or sixteen years old and still a genin? This is unreasonable.

After all, this is his and Kushina's child. Minato ignored this problem just now and even subconsciously thought that Naruto was a jounin and had the freedom to dress. He never expected that this was a genin who didn't even have the authority to wear a vest. .

Minato wanted to cover his face, but reached out and touched the mask, but this did not prevent him from complaining to himself in his heart.

How much he must have neglected his child to make Naruto still just a genin at this age. It must be because he, as a father, neglected to educate his son.

Unconsciously, Minato had already decided that Naruto was his future child, and even assumed the role of a father when looking at Naruto.

Then this glance passed. I really deserved it. Although Naruto's clothes were not old, the threads had not been treated, the stains on the collar and armpits had not been cleaned, and the pants did not even cover his ankles. They were obviously too short.

What is your future self doing? !

"Bang bang bang~"

Naruto below, while several people were talking, started fighting with the puppets again. Minato frowned and observed Naruto. His movements were irregular, there were too many small moves, and his combat strategy was too single.

With such a performance, Minato felt that he was not even as good as he was when he was ten years old. In addition to not having Naruto's huge amount of chakra and physical fitness, at ten years old, he could crush Naruto at this time.

Even if he faced a direct battle, he had no fewer than five ways to take down his son within fifteen rounds.

"Looks like he needs help."

Looking at Naruto in a sorry state, Tatsuma also restrained his anger. He had to say that with his current eyesight, he really had nothing to say when observing Naruto.

When he just learned that Naruto's chakra appeared, Tatsuma still wanted to praise the child and get some wool from him, but now he suddenly found that he really couldn't praise it.

"boom!"

Suddenly, the chakra overflowed several times with strength and chakra, and when he smashed through the wall to avoid the puppet attack, the corner of Tatsuma's mouth under the mask twitched and said: "This kid is stupid, but this kid is really powerful."

"Hahaha"

Minato responded with a very forced laugh, and then said: "He is not qualified to participate in a mission of this level. I will ask him to withdraw."

Although he knew that this would hurt the young man's self-esteem, Naruto's performance made Minato unwilling to believe how well he could do. For Naruto's safety, it was better to let him withdraw from the mission.

Anyway, he will solve the turmoil in Loulan.

"Ding Zao, then help Minato, I'll go meet the other passengers."

Tatsuma shrugged, Minato nodded, and there was even some gratitude in his eyes. Ding Zao obviously didn't recognize who Naruto was, and his eyes weren't that picky, unlike Tatsuma.

Even if Tatsuma didn't mean to belittle him, with his eyes, he would definitely dislike Naruto. Minato didn't want Tatsuma to really dislike Naruto. After all, he had planned to make Tatsuma the godfather of his child.

Seeing the embarrassment and gratitude in Minato's eyes, Tatsuma waved his hand and left.

This place can be called the turbulence of time and space. Although Tatsuma can use the Flying Thunder God with his stronger perception skills, Tatsuma dare not say that he will not have an accident. If he accidentally travels to other time and space, it will be too uncomfortable. .

After leaving the high-rise building, Chenma kept shuttling back and forth in Loulan without alerting the puppet's surveillance. Soon, he came to an underground space where various puppet parts were placed.

It's not like the puppets used on the ground, but more like a by-product of the research and development process, as well as some imagination for the future. Many parts are quite interesting in Chenma's opinion, but they have not yet reached the standards for application.

But this was not Tatsuma's purpose. Although Tatsuma used the seal scroll to collect these creations, his eyes were looking at a corner.

After Tatsuma put away the things he was interested in, he stood up and walked towards that corner. It was very quiet there, and there were no traces of recent changes. Even the dust was scattered so naturally.

But Chenma knew that there was someone there that he was quite interested in.

He stretched out his hand towards the mask of a puppet until his fingers almost penetrated into the eye sockets of the puppet mask, and then suddenly there was movement.

A white line shot out like an arrow. Tatsuma felt a slight pain and numbness in his fingers, then his palms and wrists, and soon spread to his elbows.

"Lord Orochimaru, I didn't expect you to be so skilled in using poison. Did you practice secretly where I didn't see you?"

Tatsuma pulled his hand, and he took out a white snake from the puppet's cavity. The white snake opened its mouth and tried to pull out its teeth, but it couldn't. The white teeth were stuck on Tatsuma's fingers.

It wasn't until the white snake was completely brought out that Tatsuma loosened his grip on the flesh of his fingers. The white snake broke free instantly and fell to the ground. However, it did not escape, but instead circled and spit out the letter.

"Hissssssssssssssssss~"

Tatsuma looked down and said, "Lord Orochimaru, you didn't teach me snake language. I don't have a lightning scar on my forehead. I don't understand what you are saying now."

"Hiss~hiss~"

The white snake opened its mouth so wide that it almost opened the door. Suddenly, a sticky hand stretched out from the snake's mouth. The arm was even thicker than the white body, and he didn't know how to stuff it in.

Then came the shoulders and body. After a while, Orochimaru emerged from the snake's mouth. He gently brushed his sticky hair hanging in front of his face with a strange smile.

The golden snake eyes looked at the strange but extremely powerful ninja in front of him. He didn't look like a human tongue. He licked his lips and said hoarsely: "You seem to know me very well?"

"Yes, although I don't have the status of master and apprentice, you taught me a lot, but I have never learned how to use poison. Fortunately, my teacher taught me how to detoxify."

As he spoke, Tatsuma shook his arm that had turned purple and black. Orochimaru also looked at the arm, and then the blue and black color suddenly shrank and gathered at the wrist, and a chakra scalpel appeared in Tatsuma's other hand.

"呲~"

A stream of black mucus shot out from the wound. Orochimaru squinted and saw clearly what method Tatsuma used. He didn't use any magic or seals, but used the art of drawing out the venom from the cells. Take it out, such medical ninjutsu attainments

"Who is your teacher?"

"He's your teammate. It's not appropriate for me to call him by his first name."

"Tsunade?"

Although Orochimaru had a puzzled tone, he nodded. It seemed understandable that Tsunade taught such a student, but he quickly frowned because the wound healed too quickly.

Forcing his eyes away from Tatsuma's wound, Orochimaru looked at Tatsuma and asked, "Can we talk? Me."

He pointed at himself and said: "Unlike the Orochimaru you know, I am eager to understand you and the me you know."

I went to attend a wedding these days and helped the groom for several days. In addition, I was stuck in a traffic jam for several hours when I came back. I fell asleep when I came back, which caused the update to be late yesterday. Sorry, I was in a hurry yesterday and forgot to explain.