This Naruto is too easily persuaded.

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"Where...where am I?"

"Could this be... the legendary Pure Land?"

"It's so cold, why is there wind here?"

Accompanied by ripples in space, the first batch of souls forcibly brought here by the Impure World Reincarnation awoke bewildered in this vast and empty Golden Tree Plaza.

Among them were civilians who died from serious illnesses, blacksmiths who died unexpectedly during the construction of the northern base, and impoverished wandering warriors who died tragically.

At this moment, they were surprised to find that this place was no different from the outside world, even though they thought they would fall into endless nothingness after death!

"Ouch—that hurts!"

The wandering samurai instinctively pinched his arm, and a sharp pain shot through him.

The blacksmith squatted down, his hand trembling as he reached out and touched the pure white stone slabs beneath his feet.

It is cold, hard, and you can even feel the rough texture of the stone's surface.

When he looked up, he saw, in the very center of the square, the phantom of an enormous golden tree, radiating a sacred glow.

Golden specks of light drifted down like fireflies, dispelling the surrounding chill.

Just as everyone was gripped by immense panic, like headless flies...

suddenly.

A vast, majestic, and indescribable message resounded in their minds.

"This is the boundary between life and death."

Without any unnecessary words, Naruto, sitting on the throne of reality, directly and in the manner of a creator, forcibly instilled the rules of this world into their souls.

"First, the plaza bathed in the golden light of the tree is an absolute safe zone. All forms of private fighting, robbery, and killing are strictly prohibited here. Violators will have their souls crushed instantly."

"Second, all sensations of the five senses, gravity, hunger, etc., in this world will be 100% realistically reproduced."

"Third, here, death is not the end. Their souls will be resurrected under the Golden Tree, but resurrection will consume your 'points'."

Once the points are exhausted, the soul will be completely annihilated, and even the qualification to go to the Pure Land will be revoked.

"Soul scattered and spirit dispersed—"

When the blacksmith read this message, he felt as if he had fallen into an ice cave and was plunged into extreme despair.

He never imagined that he could die again, even though he had already died once!

Moreover, it was a complete annihilation, where even the soul ceased to exist. However, just as everyone was trembling with fear, the next message exploded like a bomb, triggering everyone's emotions.

"But here, all wishes can be fulfilled."

"With enough points, you can exchange them for divine weapons, powerful ninjutsu, or even extraordinary talents that are beyond the reach of ordinary people!"

"And there are many ways to earn points."

"Whether it's stepping out of the plaza to fight monsters, explore the fog, or selling information or forging weapons for others within the safe zone—as long as you create value for this world, you can earn points."

"As long as I can accumulate 100,000 points—"

"Then you can exchange it for the right to have your flesh and blood reshaped and to truly be resurrected in the real world!"

The square, which had been somewhat noisy and panicked, instantly fell into a deathly silence.

Immediately following was the sound of heavy, uncontrollable breathing.

These souls, who had already lost their lives once, now had bloodshot eyes filled with unimaginable fanaticism.

"Close your eyes and pray to the golden tree, and you will see your own worth."

Not a single soul hesitated; they all clasped their hands together and closed their eyes, just like the most devout believers.

The next second, a clear digital panel appeared in their minds.

"What... what is this?"

The blacksmith, who had died in an accident, stared in shock.

He was horrified to discover that the balance on the panel was exactly the same as the points he had accumulated while working for the Northern Mutual Aid Association in real life!

Their loyalty and contributions to the North during their lives have become the foundation of their existence in this world after their deaths!

Not only that.

At that moment, an extra number appeared out of nowhere in everyone's account.

[Received: 300 points (New player reward)]

Along with this windfall, Naruto left a final message: "This is the first gift I bestow upon you. Go, use it to arm yourselves—"

"Go and fight for your second life—fight to your heart's content!"

The oracle vanished.

But the atmosphere in the square changed instantly.

"Hey, old man."

A scarred ghost, a former rogue ninja who was executed for attempting to rob the mutual aid society's supplies, now has his eye on the blacksmith standing nearby.

Taking advantage of his strong physique, he grabbed the blacksmith by the collar, his eyes flashing with malice: "Quick, transfer your points to me! Hurry up! Or I'll strangle you right now!"

Scarface's logic is simple: since there is a real sense of touch and death, he can quickly accumulate enough money by killing and robbing people here.

As for the law prohibiting fighting in the square—shouldn't threats be considered harm?

He was deceiving himself in this way.

However, he had only just begun to exert force.

There were no warnings, no prompts.

The next moment, there was not even a sliver of room for resistance.

The robust rogue ninja was like a balloon that had been popped, turning into a dazzling golden light that exploded into countless points of light!

Then, the golden tree greedily devoured all the light spots, leaving not a trace.

The entire room fell silent.

All the departed souls were so frightened that they dared not move.

Just then, the doors of the buildings surrounding the square opened automatically.

The signs above clearly indicate the building's function: [Supply Trading Area], [Weapon Exchange Center], and [House Rental Center].

The blacksmith, who had narrowly escaped death, swallowed hard and boldly entered the trading area.

He discovered that as long as he concentrated his mind, he could see a densely packed list of exchanges at the counter.

Among them, even the most ordinary stainless steel katana is priced as high as 280 points!

If you use the newbie gift to buy it, you'll be bankrupt in no time.

But the blacksmith's keen eye caught a glimpse of the raw materials, and his eyes lit up immediately.

"Pig iron ore — 20 points? Forging hammer — 50 points?"

The blacksmith slapped his thigh, tears welling in his eyes with excitement: "I understand! I just need to do my old job well; I don't need to go out and fight monsters at all!"

He decisively exchanged his money for a hammer and a large amount of ore, rented an empty blacksmith shop, grabbed a hammer, and began frantically forging iron: "As long as I forge weapons for the adults who know how to fight here—I'll make a profit, and I can still accumulate enough points to revive!"

On the other side, a fallen warrior, whose life had ended, now had a cold and resolute look in his eyes.

Instead of choosing comfort, he directly exchanged 280 points for a fine steel katana.

Gripping the cold hilt of his sword, the samurai took a deep breath, ignoring the hesitant souls around him.

Without a word, he walked forward, becoming the first to step out of the warm glow of the golden tree and plunge into the unknown mist.

At the same time.

Orochimaru, who possesses the highest authority, is with Naruto in a void structure at the highest point of the border region.

Silently looking down at everything happening below, and observing the various data of the dead on the screen.

"The instinct to seek advantage and avoid harm, the fear of death, the greed for resurrection —"

"Then create oppression and demand, while simultaneously providing them with outlets for their frustrations—"

Orochimaru licked his lips and exclaimed in amazement, "Naruto-kun, you've used their desires to harvest their spiritual power. This world—just because of a single word from you—has already started functioning perfectly."

Naruto sat in his seat, resting his chin on one hand, watching the back of the wandering samurai walking into the mist on the screen.

"This is just basic calculation."

Naruto said expressionlessly, "Now, the chessboard and pieces are all in place."

"Orochimaru, prepare to record the data."

"Let me see how much pure nourishment this group can extract."

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