Simultaneous traversal: All Abyss difficulty

After the assessment, Uchiha Yu left first.

Time was tight, so he didn't have time to chat with a bunch of little brats.

Touching the last bit of living expenses earned from the restaurant in his pocket, he went to the Uchiha Ninja Tool Shop.

Speaking of the most profitable shop in Konoha.

The second one is Shueido, which sells comics and novels.

The third one is Ichiraku Ramen.

The first position is occupied by the Ninja Tool Shop all year round.

The number of ninja tools consumed by ninjas is very large. The number of shurikens consumed by a Chunin in a year is at least hundreds.

Such a lucrative industry should be done by a lot of people.

Strangely, there are not many ninja tool shops in the village.

The cheapest one is the exclusive ninja tool shop for the Uchiha clan.

In order to practice shuriken throwing, Uchiha Yu used all his living expenses for a year to buy shurikens.

He is very familiar with the shop owner and has bought on credit twice.

"Hey, it's Yu, what are you buying today?" The shop owner's name is Uchiha Su, a big fat man. He showed his enthusiasm when he saw Uchiha Yu.

He knew that Uchiha Yu had no parents, so he took good care of him.

"Boss, I don't have enough money. I promise to pay you back when I make money. I want that."

Uchiha Su followed Uchiha Yu's finger, looked back at the huge shuriken hanging on the wall, and twitched his mouth twice:

"You want this? This thing is taller than you, why do you want it? This is a ninja tool for the open-eyed ninja in the clan to use the three-point sword. It's useless for you to take it."

When he said this, several more customers came into the store.

There were six people in a row, each wearing a forehead protector on his head.

The six people first looked at the boss, and then began to pick out ninja tools.

As for Uchiha Yu, no one cared about such a kid at all.

"Boss, I want that, okay?"

"Don't make trouble, don't you see so many customers."

"I'm not making trouble, I want this, can I buy it on credit?"

Uchiha Su frowned, "Look at you, kid, I told you that it's a ninja tool used by a tribe member with an open eye and a Sharingan to use the three-point sword of the ninjutsu, why do you want to come here? And you want to buy it on credit, I can't sell it to you if you don't!"

He was obviously a little anxious because of Uchiha Yu, and the six ninjas turned their heads.

"Yes, sorry!" Uchiha Su bowed 90 degrees quickly.

Uchiha Yu thought carefully, "So the reason you didn't give it to me is that this thing is used with the Sharingan Ninjutsu Three Great Swords, not because I want to buy it on credit, right?"

The boss sighed, "You kid, when you open your eyes, I can give you one."

Uchiha Yu slapped all the remaining money on the table, "No need to give it to me, I'll buy it."

When he said this, a short-haired Uchiha without eyebrows walked to the counter, "Kid, you are very noisy, you know? Get out!"

Of course, Uchiha Yu would not leave directly. He looked at the man, then at the boss, and stretched out his hand and said, "This is all the money I have now, and I will pay you back in full in ten months."

"Why can't I explain it to you?" The Uchiha without eyebrows was slightly angry. He pointed at the enlarged shuriken on the wall, "This thing can only be used after opening your eyes, understand? Get out!"

Uchiha Yu's personality made it difficult for him to cause trouble.

But he thought carefully about it. If he wanted to learn the ninjutsu to restrain the Uchiha clan, it seemed that he had to find some reasons.

For example, conflicts with clan members?

Seeing that the little ghost did not move, the eyebrowless Uchiha got angry!

"Damn little ghost! Do you have these eyes?!" A pair of red eyes stared at Uchiha Yu!

"Ah! He is just a stubborn child!" The boss Uchiha Su hurriedly stood between the two, fearing that something would really happen.

"Even if you grow up to fifty years old, you may not have such eyes! So, put away your ridiculous idea! Little ghost!"

"Don't let such little ghosts enter the store in the future, affecting my mood!"

"Okay, okay! Yes, yes! Understand!"

He looked at Uchiha Yu again, "Don't force me to educate you for your parents, why don't you get out?!"

At this time, a discordant voice came over.

"Oh? The eyes you said you can't have even at the age of fifty, are these the ones?" He pointed at his eyes in the confused expressions of the crowd.

In the black community in Queens after the rain, the air was filled with dampness and corruption.

The water on the street has not completely receded, reflecting the dim street lights, like broken mirrors, reflecting the exhaustion and helplessness of this community.

The water is mixed with fallen leaves, garbage and some indescribable dirt, which emit a disgusting smell under the rain.

Please...collect 6...books...!

These smells are mixed with damp soil, moldy walls and old building materials to form a unique and unpleasant atmosphere.

Many of the buildings on both sides of the street have been in disrepair for a long time, and the paint on the walls has peeled off, revealing the bricks and stones inside, as if they were scars left on their faces by the years.

The windows of some buildings are broken and hastily sealed with wooden boards. Through the gaps, you can see the dark rooms inside, as if hiding unknown secrets.

In the corners of the community, some homeless people huddled in cardboard boxes and rags wet by rain, their eyes empty and confused, as if they have long been accustomed to this corner forgotten by the world.

The children were playing in the puddles, their laughter echoing in the empty streets, but it could not cover up the depression and decline of this community.

Stephen Fang, who was walking with a bottle of iced cola, looked at the black hooligans who were playing badly and said with disdain.

Who said the moon is rounder here?

Isn't it the same here!

He passed by a gun store and came to the Chinese supermarket next to it.

As soon as he entered the supermarket, the store owner Aunt Li greeted him.

"Xiao Fang, you found a job, right?"

"Oh, don't mention it! The hamburger shop doesn't want me anymore. A new 'immigrant' came. He only wants food and accommodation, not wages. How can I compete with him?"

"Hey, that's how we Chinese are." Aunt Li smiled bitterly, "How about this, after my niece leaves in two days, you can stay upstairs temporarily."

"That won't work." Stephen Fang shook his head immediately, "I've lived here for a long time before, don't worry about me, I can survive~"

"Well, see what you want to eat, Auntie will treat you."

"Then I'll go get some straw!"

"You kid."

While the two were chatting, three black guys pushed the door open.

The three of them looked around the room, especially after looking at the surveillance camera, and deliberately lowered their hat brims.

With this kind of behavior, anyone with a discerning eye could tell what they were going to do.

Those who can open supermarkets in black communities have good eyesight.

Aunt Li was about to press the alarm button immediately.

"Don't move!"

The black muzzle of the gun pointed at Aunt Li at the counter, "If you dare to move..."

The man hadn't finished speaking yet.

"Ah! Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!"

The gun fell to the ground due to the pain in his wrist, and the two accomplices next to him looked at this guy in confusion.

At some point, a dusty compass was inserted into his wrist.

[3$]

The price tag on the compass has not been torn off yet!