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

Chapter 107 The rain stopped, and the god arrived.

At the border of the Land of Fire, the rain stopped abruptly the moment it crossed the border.

A figure dressed in a long black robe with red clouds stood quietly at the edge.

The newcomer had short orange hair, several black chakra receiving rods embedded in his face, and a pair of light purple Rinnegan eyes. He was currently gazing at the land in front of him.

Pain, the Deva.

Or rather, it was Nagato, in a distant tower, who controlled this corpse.

"The rain has stopped."

From the shadows behind Payne, Zetsu's figure slowly emerged.

"Pain, are we really going in? Kakuzu, that old money-grubber, was terrified and fled back to base overnight. He's still heartbroken over his broken heart."

"He said that Konoha is now a den of demons that devours people without spitting out the bones, especially the Illusionary Dojo, which is an ominous place, and none of the people sent out are simple."

"Kakuzu was blinded by self-interest and couldn't see the true nature of fear."

Payne responded calmly.

"What exactly happened in Konoha, and who exactly is the Illusionary Dojo? Only God himself can confirm this."

"and……"

Payne caught a leaf that had drifted down from the Land of Fire.

"The Nine-Tails' aura has become very strange. It's no longer just simple hatred; it seems to have gained more confidence as well."

Although he possessed the power to destroy a village in an instant, Nagato decided to temporarily conceal his abilities until he understood how to disregard spatial rules.

Only by knowing yourself and your enemy can you make the world feel pain.

Pain formed hand seals. He possessed powerful Rinnegan abilities and originally disdained using basic ninjutsu, but that didn't mean he couldn't.

With a thud, the clothes turned into a tattered gray cloak.

The black rods on his face were also concealed by illusion magic, and his once cold and aloof demeanor now resembled that of an ordinary wandering ninja.

He withdrew his chakra and stepped into the sunlight. A god had descended to the mortal realm.

The entrance to Konoha Village has been expanded several times over, and temporary ticket checkpoints and security checkpoints have even been set up around it.

This is a far cry from the previous model where only two people were guarding the goal.

Payne mingled in the crowded flow of people, moving slowly forward with the line.

The people queuing were extremely diverse, including traveling merchants, wandering samurai, and even nobles from various countries.

This is completely different from the heavily guarded, even somewhat xenophobic, ninja village that Pain remembered.

"Did you hear? It seems like the Illusionary Dojo is getting a new dungeon today!"

"Really? What type is it? Is it still zombie fighting? That post-apocalyptic dungeon last time scared me so much I peed my pants, but it was so exciting!"

"No, I heard it's a simulation of the Ninja World War! It lets you experience commanding thousands of troops! I brought plenty of money this time; I'm definitely going to be number one on the leaderboard!"

The air was filled with a cacophony of voices, but the content of it all felt completely foreign to Payne.

A copy? The top spot on the leaderboard?

These words are like a language from another dimension to Nagato.

He stared at the people around him and found that their faces showed no fear of war, but rather an undisguised, fanatical desire to improve their strength or have fun.

"Next! Take out your passes! Those without passes, go over there to get temporary cards!"

The Konoha Chunin guarding the gate was covered in sweat, holding a strange device that scanned each person.

When it was Payne's turn, he handed over a forged identity document.

The chunin glanced at it, then scanned it with the instrument, which emitted a beep and flashed green light.

This whole operation left Payne completely bewildered. He was unsure which parts matched which, and whether there were any problems. He was probably just hoping that the plan wouldn't be exposed.

"Go inside, but don't cause trouble in the village. The police have been cracking down hard lately, especially on the Uchiha gang; they're just looking for a good record."

The Chunin waved his hand, not even glancing at the wandering ninja, and went to greet the next, more lucrative caravan.

Payne retrieved his identification and walked into Konoha with his head down.

When he passed through that huge gate and truly stepped into the streets of Konoha, even he, who possessed the Rinnegan, couldn't help but be stunned.

This is no longer a ninja village.

This is clearly a vibrant city brimming with the stench of money.

The quaint streets are lined with scaffolding and shops under construction.

The giant GG sign was printed with Tsunade's smiling face and various exaggerated slogans.

[Konoha's massive infrastructure project is underway! We are continuously recruiting Earth Release ninjas. High daily pay, meals provided but accommodation not included.]

Want to become stronger? Want to gain power? Youngsters and adults, the Illusionary Dojo is where your dreams take flight—it's absolutely worth the investment. If you don't improve after clearing the dungeon based on your initial strength assessment, you'll receive a full refund.

[Hokage Rock sightseeing package: 20% off for a limited time, plus a chance to shake hands with the Fifth Hokage.]

The village's loudspeakers blared rousing music and investment promotion announcements, the sound deafening, and to make matters worse, it played on a loop, making it a daily ordeal for the residents living nearby.

People who listen to these gibberish words eventually learn to recite them, and they're actually quite catchy.

Payne watched this scene unfold before him, feeling utterly absurd, as if he lived in a completely different time and space; it was blasphemous.

Is this Konoha? A village that claims to have inherited the Will of Fire, but is actually filled with political infighting and darkness?

No! The current Konoha looks more like a market that sells dreams and desires.

It's neither decadent nor desolate; it's just a morbid prosperity. The key is that these people seem to enjoy it immensely, almost to the point of addiction.

Even if Konoha were a little more decayed, it would make him feel better than the mess it is now.

In Pain's eyes, Konoha now truly deserves the word "degenerate".

He even figured that these people probably couldn't be woken up by beatings unless they were given an extremely shocking education.

"Get out of the way! Don't block the way!"

Workers pushing carts loaded with goods rushed past Payne, almost bumping into him in their race to get more orders and earn more money.

Payne quickly moved aside, but then he was drawn to the commotion in the shopping street, where it seemed that someone was arguing.

He went over to join in the fun and, incidentally, continue to gather intelligence.

"Why won't you let me in? I have money! I have plenty of money!"

A fat man dressed in brocade robes was shouting loudly, waving a thick wad of banknotes in his hand, spitting as he spoke.

"I'm a distant relative of the Daimyo of the Land of Fire! You lowly people dare to stop me?"

In front of him stood a tall man in a black security guard uniform.

At this moment, he was holding an electric baton, a scientific ninja tool specially provided by Roy, and he was looking at the fat man like he was trash.

"A relative of the Daimyo?"

This security guard, Zabuza, sneered.

Even the King of Heaven himself would have to wait in line!

"These are the rules of the Illusionary Realm Dojo, and also my rules!"

The fat man was startled by the murderous aura emanating from Zabuza, but relying on his status, he still mustered the courage to shout.

"You...you dare touch me? Believe me or not, I'll report you!"

"complaint?"

Zabuza pressed the switch on the stun gun. The crackling sound of electricity made the surrounding crowd instinctively take a few steps back; no one wanted to be the first to stick their neck out.

"You can try. But before that, I'll throw you out first."

Zabuza roared at the long line behind him.

"And listen up, everyone. Anyone who cuts in line or spits on the ground in front of the store will have their credit points deducted and be blacklisted. They'll never be allowed into the store again."

The crowd quieted down and quickly formed a line.

The fat man was completely overwhelmed by Zabuza's imposing aura and slunk to the back of the group.

Payne stood at a distance, watching all of this with disbelief on his face.

Based on previous intelligence, Payne had realized that this security guard was likely Zabuza.

But not only did he work as a security guard, he was also incredibly dedicated to his duties.

"Is this the change that the store manager brought about?"

Payne was filled with doubt, but he wasn't sure how the process had come about.

Turning evil spirits into watchdogs goes beyond the suppression of power; it is a form of spiritual taming.

What's even more outrageous is that everyone here is striving for money and to become stronger.

Even ordinary villagers have a mysterious confidence in the future.

"Instead of letting people understand peace through suffering, they're trying to make them understand it through self-interest?"

As Nagato felt the bustling atmosphere around him, his disgust was reaching its peak.

"This prosperity built on desire is false."

"It's like a bubble, it bursts at the slightest touch."

"Human desires are insatiable. When the distribution of benefits is uneven and greed reaches its limit, war will break out again, and it will be even more brutal than before."

"That store manager isn't saving the world; he's fueling greed in people's hearts."

Payne's gaze hardened once more.

"Only pain can bring true order. Only when everyone feels the pain of loss will they cherish peace."

"This false prosperity must be ended."

He joined the queue behind him, trying to keep a low profile and avoid making any big moves.

In the end, the god of Amegakure stood before the variables facing Konoha.

"Is this the end?"

Payne silently recited the mantra.

"Roy... let me see if you're a savior or a destroyer."