Naruto: The dungeon I developed went viral throughout the entire ninja world.

Chapter 108 The False God's Entry into the Game, Roy's Art of Sales

Inside the Illusionary Dojo, the hall was bustling with people, even more lively than a vegetable market.

"Don't push! I'm from the Land of Lightning, I want the Raikage Training Dungeon!"

"Get out of my way! I was here first! I want to experience a day in the life of a Daimyo!"

The noise was almost deafening, and some people nearly started fighting over the slightest disagreement.

However, the moment the wandering ninja stepped across the threshold, Roy behind the counter immediately issued a command to the system.

[Idle player dispersal mode activated.]

Most of the people present seemed to have suddenly received some kind of supreme command and did what was most natural in their world.

The fat merchant suddenly slapped his forehead.

"Oh no! I think I left the gas on! I have to go back and check!"

The ninjas arguing nearby were also taken aback.

"Ouch... My stomach suddenly hurts so much. No, I'm not in the right state to cultivate today. I'll try again another day."

"I just remembered, my wife is going to give birth today!"

"My mom's calling me home for dinner!"

Within half a minute, the guests who had just been arguing heatedly over the spots all came up with various lame excuses and rushed out of the door.

The shop fell silent instantly.

Only three people remained, plus a wandering ninja who had just entered.

Bai was standing at the front desk at this moment. As Roy's most trusted employee, he keenly sensed that the atmosphere was unusual.

His hand stealthily reached for the senbon under the counter, ready to fight at any moment. Someone who could be valued so highly by the shop manager must be extraordinary.

He was even prepared to be the first to charge forward, ready to attack no matter how strong the opponent was, should there be any unusual movement from them.

Naruto, who was leaning against the shadows in the corner, had been resting with his eyes closed.

Since absorbing Ashura's chakra and completing the asset restructuring, his temperament has become increasingly calm and composed.

But just now, the golden cross light in his eyes flashed by, and he sensed something was amiss.

Kagura's Mind's Eye was passively triggered, and in his perception, this seemingly ordinary wandering ninja was not human at all.

What surprised Naruto even more was the taste of the chakra, which had a certain similarity to the chakra of his ancestor, Ashura, whom he had digested before.

Naruto's gaze locked onto the newcomer; the feeling of blood ties made him unable to resist probing.

"It resembled its own kind, yet it reeked of the stench of decaying corpses."

He sneered inwardly and gave his judgment.

"It's a fake, a thief who stole the power of the gods."

Roy smiled slightly as he looked at the wandering ninja standing in the center of the hall, who seemed puzzled by the sudden turn of events.

Welcome!

Roy spoke as casually as if he were greeting an old acquaintance.

"Guests from Amegakure, you've come all this way, don't pretend anymore, will you?"

The wandering ninja's movements visibly paused for a moment.

But he didn't immediately drop the pretense or suddenly attack someone, after all, he hadn't gone that far yet.

"You're really something, Mr. Manager."

Payne strode toward the counter.

"Roy."

He called out the store manager's name.

"You dispersed the crowd, were you afraid? Afraid that my power would affect those ants?"

"Fear?"

Roy shook his head as if he had heard a funny joke.

"No, no, no, you misunderstand. I just don't want those unimportant people to ruin this big deal for us."

"After all, the following conversation involves top secrets of the ninja world."

Payne walked to the counter and looked at Roy across a wooden table.

On one side is the leader of the Akatsuki organization, who considers himself a god and controls life and death.

On the other side are mysterious shopkeepers who are solely driven by profit and manipulate the rules.

"Business?"

Payne sneered.

Outside, the streets are bustling, shops are expanding, and people are rushing about for money and power.

"Is this what you call business?"

"You've turned this world into a giant casino. You've given them power, but you've also amplified their inner greed."

Payne's words carried a judgmental tone.

"Look at those people, all they care about is profit. For money, they'll betray their comrades. To become stronger, they'll stop at nothing."

"You are sowing the seeds of war, Roy. This is not peace; it is a shortcut to the abyss of desire."

"Only pain can teach humanity to be in awe. Only order built on ruins is eternal."

When faced with Payne's accusations, Roy did not refute them, but instead applauded.

"Slap! Slap! Slap!"

"Well said, very well said. You have a high level of awareness, but it's a pity you've gone astray."

Roy stopped applauding.

"Also, you've got a fundamental misunderstanding."

"Desire is never a sin. Desire is the ladder of human progress."

"Look at Konoha now. Although everyone is greedy, even cowardly, there is light in their eyes. They know that as long as they work hard and pay the price, they can get what they want."

"And what about you?"

Roy's tone was sarcastic.

"Like a shepherd, discipline humans by whipping them, treating them as a flock of lambs."

"But if..."

Roy's voice was like the whisper of a demon.

"What if this shepherd himself is just a pathetic wretch, kept in the dark, counting money for others?"

Watch your words.

Payne's murderous intent spread out as if it were a tangible force.

"Your eloquence is meaningless in the face of absolute power."

"Yeah?"

Roy remained seated firmly in his chair.

He slowly pulled out a card with a purplish-black glow from under the counter.

On the card, a pair of eerie eyes with layers of ripples are drawn.

"Since you're so confident, let's take a gamble."

Roy stared at Payne's eyes, hidden beneath the transformation spell.

"Were those eyes of yours something you were born with?"

"What are you trying to say?"

Payne's voice was no longer so confident.

"Let's go in and take a look."

Roy pointed to the name on the card.

[Special Story Dungeon: The True Master of the Rinnegan]

"Look at the origin of these eyes, and see if the so-called destiny of God is a miracle or a conspiracy that has been meticulously planned for decades."

Payne stared at the card and fell silent.

Reason told him this might be a trap. This shopkeeper was unpredictable; he could trap Kisame and Deidara, and he might be able to trap him too.

The best option is to immediately launch Shinra Tensei, raze the shop to the ground, and then capture Kurama.

but……

"The real...master?"

These words were like a curse, causing his resolve to waver.

He's not stupid; he wants to know the details, even if it's wrong.

What if this is true? What if his life, his suffering, and Yahiko's death were just a scene in someone else's script?

As a god who seeks truth and pain, he cannot tolerate living in lies.

Moreover, he has absolute confidence in his own abilities.

He is Pain, the Six Paths who possesses the Rinnegan.

A mere illusion space, at best, is just a barrier; how could it possibly trap a god?

"snort."

Payne let out a cold snort.

"Since you want to play tricks, then I'll show you how powerless lies are in the face of absolute power."