Please answer Naruto

It is immoral to break into a private house without permission, but in order to find out the possibility of time travel, Yu Bai will not be polite.

The space in the house was about hundreds of square meters. Yu Bai walked around roughly first. He didn't know the standards of Japanese apartments, but the area was undoubtedly quite large. The light projected from the balcony illuminated the living room windows, and several The rooms are lined up in a row...the rental cost of this size is definitely not cheap.

The layout is rectangular, with basic kitchen, bathroom, guest bedrooms, and blankets on the floor. The overall decoration is relatively luxurious. Yu Bai took in everything in the living room. There was nothing special. After moving a few steps, he opened the door. opened a door.

Now he is going to invade the privacy of a person he has never met, and in detail, Yu Bai thought to himself, but his movements were not slow. After opening the door, there was a room filled with books, tables, chairs and sundries. In this place, things are placed neatly. Because it is so neat, it looks like no one has touched it for a long time, so it should be a storage room.

Yu Bai picked up a book from the pile of folded books, being careful not to remove the thin layer of dust on the cover. He flipped through a few pages. It was an introductory guide to comics for beginners.

Yu Bai glanced around. The rest of the books were about the same. There were formal explanations of comics techniques, and comic book volumes with very old styles. He opened a few drawers, and they were all expired magazines and newspapers. Yu Bai quickly exited.

Kitchen, bathroom, master bedroom, second bedroom... After more than ten minutes, Yu Bai gradually looked at most of the rooms. His excitement became calmer as time went by. He didn't even miss the entrance, but all of them were Nothing was found.

The comic book author's bedroom is the most suspicious place because there are many personal items. Yu Bai paid attention to the calendar on the wall, the schedule on the table, or paper notebooks and other places where private psychological activities and diaries may be written. , but there is no written content to prove that the other party has mastered the secret of time travel, and there is no record that this person knows that there is another ninja world that is exactly the same as what he wrote.

The mediocre results made Yu Bai feel frustrated. The two days of intelligence collection seemed to be in vain, "Okay, actually I really found such things as 'I am creating the world, I am God', 'Turn your hand to become a cloud, and turn your hand to become a cloud.'" Rain or something will prove that this person's brain is not normal, right?"

After comforting himself, it seemed that this trip was unlikely to have any results, but Yu Bai still cheered up and opened the door to one of the remaining rooms.

Yu Bai stood at the door, looked at the scene inside, and said, "This is probably the place where the comics were first created."

The area of ​​the room behind the door is comparable to that of the master bedroom. It should have been converted from a study room. There is a practical and beautiful log work table, which takes up a lot of space. The pens and papers on it are neatly packed away. There are several tables set up in the rest, but they look more plain and simple, a bit like the desks of white-collar workers, densely packed with various manuscripts and untied painting brushes.

Turning on the light, the scene became clearer. There were a lot of miscellaneous things here. Except for the log work table that looked like it was used by Kishimoto himself, so it was deliberately cleaned to look neat, the rest of the place was quite messy. Yu Bai walked inside, moving carefully, trying not to move the original position of the items.

"This is where Kishimoto and his assistants work." Yu Bai muttered, crossing a few pencils that fell on the ground, and curiously picked up a few manuscripts from the assistant's desk.

They were some still life pictures and less important supporting backgrounds. Yu Bai flipped through them continuously and found several scenes of familiar wood leaf scenery, none of which had yet been colored. "This is..." Yu Bai walked to another small desk with a laptop on it. It was turned off. After the screen saver disappeared, a completed image of a character appeared in front of him, holding a kunai and a vortex with firm eyes. Naruto... In the quiet studio, the only sound was Yu Bai's own breathing.

Looking at the new life of comics from the outside, it feels magical and slightly weird.

There were not many documents in the laptop. Yu Bai clicked on them and most of them were completed drawings. After finding nothing, he returned to the desktop and continued to check everything around him. Suddenly, Yu Bai's eyes moved and he caught a glimpse of two floor bunks in the corner. After he figured out the meaning, he couldn't help but smacked his lips, "It's such a hard work...it seems like the editor in charge is pushing me hard."

With three assistants and three desks, Yu Bai carefully searched and finally came to Kishimoto's work desk.

From the door, it seems that this place is only relatively clean. White papers with half-drawn drawings and messy lines are hastily folded and put aside; pens, pencils, dip pens, carbonized pencils, G pen tips are placed in and around the pen holder... The only difference is that the laptop placed there is more advanced, probably on the edge against the wall, with a list of "Naruto" comic books.

There are single volumes that have been released on the market, and there are some that are sold with special editions. Yu Bai curled his lips.

Just as he was about to search the other party's computer, Yu Bai looked at the middle of the work table.

"What is this?" Yu Bai thought it was white paper at first and didn't pay attention. After taking a closer look, he realized something was wrong. It looked a bit textured. It was a board.

Yu Bai thought about it and seemed to have heard Wang Haoxue say that this thing is called a digital tablet, also called a drawing board. It is the tool used by most current painting creators. With the development of the times, painting creation has become completely different from the traditional manual work. .

Sure enough, he saw a data cable that could be connected to a computer and a pressure-sensitive pen that was obviously different from ordinary pens.

He had seen a lot of comic tools just now, and he couldn't even name half of them, so there was nothing surprising about them. After spending a lot of energy searching the computer, Yu Bai found two movies of excellent quality, but nothing else.

The other party's studio and bedroom were the two most important places in Yu Bai's plan before sneaking in, but unfortunately he didn't find anything surreal. Everything seemed so ordinary.

"Should we ask the main body to bring some high-tech scanners or something..." Yu Bai couldn't help but start thinking, and walked out, preparing to read the last two rooms.

When he reached the door, he suddenly paused. He stopped holding the door handle and closing the door. Yu Bai turned around and looked towards the studio, his eyes unconsciously staying on the work table at the end.

A clock hidden somewhere is ticking.

By some strange coincidence, Yu Bai walked back, looked down at the work table he had browsed, and he felt a little silly and rubbed his head. Then, he stretched out his hand and slowly leaned towards the digital tablet...

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