Chapter 271 Rescue

Night fell over the village once again, and the stars twinkled like gems inlaid on black satin.

Naruto, Sasuke and Kimimaro gathered together as agreed. They talked in low voices and shared with each other the information they had collected that day.

Everyone's expression was serious and solemn. They knew very well that the threat of the evil cult was gradually surfacing.

The next day, by chance, Naruto passed by a quiet and somewhat eerie alley.

At this moment, he keenly noticed something strange.

He approached quietly and found several people with extremely strange behavior carrying a large sack and fleeing quickly.

These people's movements were flustered yet inexplicably cautious, as if what they were carrying was an extremely important taboo.

Naruto narrowed his eyes and opened his pure eyes.

With the special vision of his clear eyes, he could clearly see what was inside the sack. It turned out to be the 6-year-old child whom he had met two days ago.

The child's face appeared clearly in front of Naruto. His face was full of fear and tears, and his mouth was tightly sealed with cloth, so he could only make a faint whimpering sound.

Naruto frowned immediately, even though he had only met the kid once, he couldn't just watch them commit crimes under his nose.

At this moment, a system voice suddenly sounded in my mind: "Ding, the main task is released - investigate the evil god cult and kill the evil god's clone."

This sudden reminder surprised Naruto and he felt a chill in his heart.

Looking back on the past, Naruto discovered a pattern: as long as it is a main task released by the system, there must be a deeper meaning behind it, as if there is an invisible hand deliberately guiding him in a certain direction.

This made him more cautious and doubtful when facing the task.

Naruto sighed inwardly, his thoughts racing.

However, at this moment, another young voice pierced the air like a sharp sword and reached his ears: "You bastards, let my brother go!" The voice was full of anger and anxiety, childish but firm. It was the power of family affection shouting.

Naruto turned his head suddenly and looked in the direction of the sound, only to see a small figure running towards him. It was a boy who looked somewhat similar to the child in the sack. There were tears in his eyes, but he rushed towards the cultists without fear.

At this critical moment, the little boy only had his brother in his eyes. He ran desperately and was about to touch the sack containing his brother, but the crazy evil cultist suddenly stretched out his foot, like a devil's claw, and kicked the little boy hard in the abdomen.

The little boy's thin body was like a fragile leaf, blown away by this powerful force.

This 8-year-old child has been lacking food for a long time, and hunger has been following him like a shadow, eroding his small body.

This fierce blow was undoubtedly a devastating blow to him.

The little boy fell heavily to the ground, raising a cloud of dust, and then lay motionless, his life or death unknown.

When Naruto saw this, he was immediately furious.

He rushed towards the little boy like a gust of wind.

At this time, the evil cultist who committed the crime also noticed Naruto. His face, which was covered with dirt and hideousness, showed a vicious expression, and a cruel smile appeared at the corner of his mouth. He shouted at Naruto: "Boy, I advise you not to meddle in other people's business, otherwise you will be in trouble!"

Naruto seemed not to have heard his threat. His eyes narrowed slightly, and in those blue eyes, the mysterious and powerful Mangekyō Sharingan slowly emerged.

In an instant, a powerful mental force as vast as the galaxy surged out from Naruto's eyes and rushed into the mind of the evil cultist like a surging tide.

The cultist's originally ferocious expression froze in an instant, his eyes became empty and lifeless, and soon, Naruto successfully used the eye technique to completely control him.

Naruto ignored the controlled cultist and let him go.

He quickly crouched down and focused all his attention on the little boy.

He carefully checked the boy's physical condition, frowning and worried. After the check, he sighed softly. Fortunately, the injury was not life-threatening.

However, when he used chakra to sense the inside of the little boy's body, he found that the child's stomach was empty and there was almost no food.

Long-term malnutrition has made the little boy's body extremely weak. If this continues, he will probably starve to death soon.

By the river in the village, the sound of gurgling water was intertwined with the sizzling sound of grilled fish. Naruto sat there quietly grilling a few fish.

The golden color of the fish shines in the sun, and the aroma gradually spreads with the breeze.

The 8-year-old boy, who had been lying on the side like a fragile doll, seemed to be awakened by the tempting fish smell. His eyelids trembled slightly, his cracked lips twitched slightly, and he slowly woke up.

His confused eyes gradually came into focus, and when he saw Naruto in front of him, a hint of surprise flashed across his eyes. Then, as if he remembered something terrible, he suddenly stood up quickly and staggered to the side.

His small body was trembling slightly due to nervousness, and he looked at Naruto vigilantly, his eyes were like a frightened little animal, full of alertness.

Seeing this, Naruto just smiled slightly, that smile was like warm sunshine, he said gently to the boy: "Don't stand there, come and eat something."

As he spoke, he picked up a golden and crispy grilled fish and shook it towards the boy. The aroma of the grilled fish wafted more strongly with his movements.

However, the boy remained unmoved. He bit his lips tightly and clenched his hands into fists unconsciously. Although there was a desire for food in his eyes, there was more suspicion.

However, his stomach betrayed him and began to growl, which was particularly loud by the quiet river.

The voice made the boy's face turn red instantly, and a hint of embarrassment flashed in his eyes.

When Naruto heard the sound, he burst into laughter, his laughter echoing across the river.

He waved to the boy again: "Come and eat something, otherwise you won't have the strength to save your brother." When the boy heard the word "brother", his body shook slightly and a trace of hesitation appeared in his eyes.

Naruto handed over the grilled fish in his hand, his eyes full of sincerity and encouragement, silently motioning the boy to come over.

The grilled fish exuded an enticing aroma, and the fish skin was baked to a golden and crispy texture, sizzling with oil, as if telling the boy about the delicious temptation.

Perhaps the rich aroma was too much for him to bear, and the constant hunger in his stomach hit his will like a surging tide;

Or perhaps his worry about his brother's safety had taken over everything in his heart, and he knew that only if he was full would he have the strength to save his brother.