Naruto: I, the villain template, was hailed as a savior.

Chapter 4: Mass Famine, Relying on the City Walls for Suicide (New book seeking recommendations and monthly votes)

Splash splash splash splash...

In the rain, only gray and white colors remained, and even thunder could not awaken the silent world.

The once bright sunshine turned gloomy, shining down through the gaps in the thick clouds.

However, amidst this desolate scene, there were several gaunt figures.

His expression was blank, and he walked unsteadily, like a ghost.

But they are not ghosts; they are people, civilians fleeing from disaster.

Boom!!

The thunder followed the lightning, and some people trembled and fell to the ground, never to get up again.

The others had blank expressions on their faces, their dull and lifeless eyes staring at the people in front of them, without turning around to look at them.

Such cruel deaths occur every hour in the Land of Rain.

People like them, when they die, disappear like water into water.

As ordinary citizens of a small country, all that remains in my heart is numbness.

They weren't sure if there was any way out, but stopping meant certain death, so they could only stagger aimlessly towards the capital, which hadn't been affected by the war.

Like a stray dog ​​covered in mud...

No, just like straw in the field, it will fall down when a gust of wind blows, and even without wind, it is still teetering on the brink of collapse.

However, some people are different from those who are almost unconscious zombies.

"Hey, um..."

"Yahiko! Use honorifics!"

"I know! But..."

Hearing the two little ones whispering behind him, Yun Chuan, who was following the refugees, turned around, took a deep look at the awkward Ya Yan, and then smiled slightly: "If you don't mind, just call me Yun Chuan. I'm not much older than you."

Upon hearing this, Xiao Nan behind him was stunned for a moment, then quickly waved her hands and said, "This, how can this be! You saved us..."

Ignoring Xiao Nan's concern about how to address him, Yun Chuan turned to look at the desolate road ahead.

"Don't worry, we're almost there."

They had traveled an unknown distance, and although the world was still desolate, many cart tracks and horse tracks appeared under their feet.

The fact that the horses were not eaten indicates that there are people living ahead, and that there is no shortage of food there.

The number of refugees has visibly increased, and they are no longer just corpses as before; they are clearly converging on this place.

Perhaps, in their view, as long as they reached the capital, they could survive.

"Konan, Yahiko," Yun Chuan asked without turning his head, "You were planning to go to the capital to exchange for some food, right?"

"Yes, Yun, Brother Yun Chuan." Xiao Nan hesitated for a moment before finally nodding.

"It's obvious without even thinking. At this point, only the capital is safe. Only His Majesty the Daimyo can protect some people!" Yahiko exclaimed loudly, then cursed under his breath, "Damn ninjas, if it weren't for them..."

"Yahiko! That's enough!" Konan quickly tugged at his sleeve, signaling him to stop talking.

After all, in their eyes, the boy in front of them was also a "ninja".

"Ninjas" are cruel and ruthless beings who do not care about the lives of civilians, and it was they who brought war to the Land of Rain.

Yahiko had always thought this way, but he was saved by the "ninja" he hated, so his attitude towards Kumokawa was conflicted.

Under Yahiko's subtle influence, Konan used to think the same way, but now she inexplicably feels...

"Brother Yun Chuan seems different from those ninjas."

Looking at the figure walking ahead, and recalling his previous gentleness, Xiao Nan's pupils trembled slightly.

"...Brother Yun Chuan." After a moment of silence, Xiao Nan asked softly, "Do you mean that even if we reach the capital, it will be difficult for the two of us to survive?"

Upon hearing this, Yahiko, who had been clinging tightly to his ninja tool bag and clamoring that he would exchange it for bread and fruit and have a hearty meal once he arrived in the capital, suddenly choked and turned to look at Konan with an incredulous expression.

Xiao Nan, how could you possibly have such a thought?

"It's obvious that you haven't been to the capital yet."

Yun Chuan simply chuckled and shook his head, saying, "However, easily denying your chances of survival is not in line with my character."

"I should go and see for myself; I happen to be passing through the capital on my way..."

Having said that, Yun Chuan said no more, ignoring Ya Yan who seemed to want to say something but hesitated. He raised his eyes slightly but without any smile and looked at the staggering figure in front of him.

Compared to Yahiko, who was anxious about gains and losses, Konan noticed a different meaning in Yunchuan's words.

"Passing through the capital on the way..." Xiao Nan lowered her head slightly, thinking to herself, "So, he doesn't live in the capital?"

Although both are based on a one-country-one-village system, the situation differs from that of the five major powers.

Because the country's territory is pitifully small, the ninja villages of the Land of Rain are not separate from the country; Amegakure is located within the capital's area.

Therefore, the capital city, which gathers all the ninjas of Amegakure, is already the safest place in the Land of Rain.

Given Yun Chuan's previous abilities, he should have received preferential treatment in Amegakure, but he did not choose to stay in the capital.

Why?

Just as Konan was pondering with her head down, she noticed that Yahiko beside her suddenly stopped at his feet.

"We've arrived at the capital of the Land of Rain."

Upon hearing Yun Chuan's voice, Xiao Nan subconsciously raised her head.

However, the moment she looked away, her face changed to the same expression as Yahiko's beside her.

As if frozen in place, only a blank stare remained in their youthful eyes.

As far as the eye could see, beyond the capital, all that remained was desolation and barrenness.

The black rain washed over their eyes. The houses on both sides were still mostly dilapidated. It was almost dusk, but there was hardly any smoke from the chimneys. Rats and insects could be seen everywhere among the broken walls and weeds.

This scene was completely different from what Yahiko and Konan had anticipated.

Even the pervasive stench of decay and the piles of corpses here far surpassed anything Yahiko and Konan had ever seen before.

The capital of the Rain Kingdom is surrounded by a moat tens of meters wide and bottomless, with only one bridge leading into the city. However, the city gates are tightly closed at this time, clearly indicating that a lockdown and martial law have been imposed, and no one is allowed to enter or leave the city at will.

But more and more civilians, drawn by a glimmer of hope, continued to gather, oblivious to the chilly rain soaking their bodies.

Countless figures slumped against the city wall, their heavy eyelids barely able to lift, their faces blank and numb, looking withered and emaciated.

His body was thin as skin and bones, with sunken eyes, like a living skeleton. His stick-like arms hung at his sides, trembling slightly.

He was exhaling more and inhaling less, looking like a lamp running out of fuel, and could die at any moment.

Some have already died, while others are still breathing.

As for those who are still alive...

Sniff! Sniff!

Konan and Yahiko subconsciously sniffed, able to smell the endless, pungent stench swirling in the air.

However, besides the stench of decay in the air, there was also a strange smell.

That smells like meat.

The smell of meat was so strong that even the stench of a rotting corpse couldn't mask it.

"vomit!!"

Finally, Xiao Nan collapsed to the ground, vomiting uncontrollably.

Yahiko's face was also deathly pale, and he trembled as he looked at everything outside the capital.

"I don't know if future generations will record this war, or how they will describe the harm it caused to civilians."

Yun Chuan's eyes held a faint pity, his face icy colder than the depths of winter, and he said softly, "However, to use a phrase I once read, it is..."

The people were starving and died leaning against the city walls. The bandits captured them and fed them. Thousands of people were captured every day. So they prepared a hundred huge mortars, ground bones and skin into the mortars, and ate them!

(End of this chapter)