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During the Third Great Shinobi War, various tactics, base patrols, and allocation systems were all very mature. Given Naruto's intellect, sneaking into the Demon Desert without any intelligence would be practically impossible. Shikamaru might stand a chance, but not Naruto. Forcing his way in would be disrespectful to Gaara, and thus out of the question.
This world had abundant tactics, and his own world had no shortage either. So, after recalling various tactics he'd seen in movies, Naruto chose the most reliable one: Tunnel Warfare!
A depth of 30 meters! If they were strict with surface inspections, then he would simply dig his way through from underground.
The earth provided strong isolation. Unless it was like the Fourth Great Shinobi War, where several villages combined forces to set up a giant sensing water sphere capable of detecting underground movements,
otherwise, apart from the Hyuga clan, Karin, and Black and White Zetsu, very few shinobi could sense anything 30 meters underground. Fearing he might stray off course, Naruto also prepared to dig three tunnels leading to the Demon Desert.
The detailed construction plan was as follows:
|| 30
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|| âââââââââăDemon
|| âââââââââăDesert
âââââââââăUnderground
The three tunnels would be at the same depth, running parallel to each other, and once they estimated the distance, they would dig upwards at an angle.
Whether it's Terraria, Minecraft, or other sandbox games, they all share a common characteristic: whether you're a pro or a newbie, as long as you don't use cheats to exploit data, you typically start by digging underground, silently developing until you're ready to emerge and rise.
Naruto, with his game-like cheat abilities, had also dug wells in Konoha before, so his underground construction speed was guaranteed. Moreover, his clones could borrow the Nine-Tails' chakra to form claws for digging,
ensuring construction efficiency that was absolutely faster than a tunnel boring machine. As for whether the Nine-Tails would kill him upon seeing Naruto use its chakra for dog-paddling excavation, that was another matter entirely.
For an exam, the patrol range would certainly not be as extensive as during wartime. Ten kilometers would be the absolute maximum. Adding the two kilometers Naruto's clones would go beyond the patrol range,
it would be a maximum of twelve kilometers. The distance from Konoha to this location was about three days. Adding an overnight rest and the leader's speech on the second morning, Naruto didn't have much time left. Excavating four kilometers on average each day was no simple feat.
The Uzumaki Construction Team went online once more. Even the bone-chilling cold of the desert night couldn't stop the enthusiastic clones; their passion was like a blazing fire,
incinerating the entire desert. In less than half an hour, they finished digging the thirty-meter vertical section. This method of underground excavation, approaching an enemy base, was simply a "suffocating operation" that no one in the entire Shinobi World could pull off.
Because they would suffocate. They hadn't advanced even a hundred meters in parallel when sand behind them buried the entrance. With insufficient oxygen, the clones began to suffer from hypoxia and suffocate one after another. Even if the entrance hadn't been buried, oxygen deprivation would have been inevitable sooner or later.
Clones would disappear if injured, but oxygen deprivation wasn't an injury. As long as they didn't suffocate to the point of comatose death, there wasn't a single scratch on them. The group of passionately burning clones seemed to have perhaps burned themselves out, damaging their lungs.
They gasped for air, mouths wide open, in extreme agony. Dominated by pain, they clawed and scratched at the walls, trying to distract themselves. Their immense strength left numerous claw marks and nail gouges on the walls,
truly terrifying. After one clone took out red dye and smeared it on their hands, the entire group followed suit, producing red dye themselves. Even on the verge of suffocating to death, they were still playing, yet no one cried out, fearing exposure.
The sealed tunnel, the silent environment, the struggling figures, the claw marks on the walls, the horrifying bloody handprints â anyone who saw it would shiver uncontrollably and be plagued by nightmares.
Finally, the first clone succumbed to suffocation.
The Nine-Tails was dumbfounded. This brat's clones had surprisingly reached a new level of dying.
In the tunnel, which resembled a horror movie scene, one figure seemed utterly out of place: Moye. Moye sat before a tea table, picked up his tea, and drained it in one gulp. Facing the struggling figures, he performed a scholar's bow and whispered, "Born as a hero among men, dying as a spirit king among ghosts. Brothers, until the next life!"
Although it sounded strange in Japanese, the clones all understood. One of them clasped his fists in return to Moye, then his eyes rolled back, and he collapsed, unconscious. Ten-odd seconds later, likely deemed to have suffered brain damage, he vanished with a thump.
Meanwhile, a sound asleep Naruto was jolted awake by the sensation of suffocation. This was the second time he had experienced such a feeling. The first time was in his childhood. Back then, he lived in a rural area, and there was a cellar inside the house.
One day, the cellar lid came open, and he jumped in from the heated brick bed. He broke his leg and couldn't get up. The cellar had insufficient oxygen, making him gasp and roll in discomfort. In his struggles, he knocked into a pile of cabbages, got buried, and couldn't move. If it hadn't been for Mother Xu making cabbage stew with meat that day, he would have been a goner.
The clones' suffering was too intense, so Naruto opened a teleportation portal for them. The other side of the portal led to a forest; he hoped they'd try some "forest breathing." However, the clones didn't go.
They exhibited the noble and unyielding spirit of revolutionary forebears. "Rather die than yield to evil forces. You black-hearted boss, illegally mining, now that there's a mining accident, don't even think about running. Let's feel the pain together!"
Their spirit was commendable, though by their own logic, they were rather dying than yielding to their own kind.
Naruto walked out of the room to breathe fresh air. The constant memories of his clones dying left him somewhat disoriented. One second he was breathing air, the next he was suffocating to death. The feeling was utterly awful.
Once this batch of clones had perished, Naruto dispatched the next group. This time, he learned his lesson. He first sent one clone to each mine tunnel. Then he sent dozens to the forest; their task was to use cylindrical containers, paper, clay, and other items to seal a barrel of air, carry it, and teleport it to the tunnel.
The number of teleported barrels was limited, so one clone was left in the tunnel to breathe oxygen, while the rest held their breath and dug. If a clone suffocated to death, the oxygen-breathing clone would use the Nine-Tails' chakra to create another. Shadow clones inherit the state of whoever creates them, so the oxygen-breathing clone would produce normal clones, capable of holding their breath for several minutes.
Naruto only returned to his room to sleep when his chakra was completely depleted. However, the suffocating sensation transmitted back from his dying clones made it difficult for him to sleep.
"Big Fox, knock me out." Naruto resorted to his physical method of inducing sleep.
"Alright." The Fox Spirit raised a cola cup, knocked Naruto unconscious, and continued to watch the clones' creative ways of dying. The Nine-Tails truly had its eyes opened today. It had never known that humans, as a species, could die in such agony.
The next day, Naruto woke up a little late. He hadn't slept well the previous night and still felt somewhat fatigued upon waking. His clones were still digging and dying, so Naruto's frequency of falling out of Sage Mode during his training increased. But he believed he would get used to it. Indeed, in less than three days, he had adapted to wave after wave of suffocating sensations.
Naruto had already grown accustomed to the excruciating pain of dying by self-explosion, and having now experienced death by suffocation, his pain tolerance had greatly increased. He felt there was nothing left to fear. What other way to die could be more agonizing than these two?
The parts of the tunnel dug first had already largely collapsed due to lack of supportâthis was precisely why no shinobi village used such a method; it simply wasn't worth the effort.
Inside the tunnel, Tie Zhu, holding a barrel and breathing oxygen, glanced at his watch. According to the original timeline, the examinees should have already reached the Demon Desert.
Taking out a map and spreading it over the barrel to calculate the distance, Tie Zhu lightly patted the barrel. "Everyone, put in some more effort! Just two more kilometers of digging forward, and even a woman could dig their way to the Demon Desert!"
The clone responsible for digging rolled its eyes, glared at him, and then... died. Suffocated.
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