《Avatar: Awakened Gamer》Chapter 39
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***
Seeing Zabuza's reply made me chuckle a little. After all, now that I have this power. I wouldn't consider myself an army killer, as I only knew one Jutsu which at best had a minimal impact on battle. But the potential of Chakra was still there.
Even if by this limited time I wouldn't be able to make something of myself within the year. After all, I still planned to hide as much of his abilities as I could. That included being able to even bend.
Sure, using them in a desperate situation was a must, but right now the best thing to do is to simply hide until I can handle the hidden dangers in this world.
Just imagining how the battle against the Evil Lady would have ended if she knew my powers, made a chill crawl up my spine.
I only wanted to be known as a weapons user and had many Titles and Skills that suited perfectly for that. So when an enemy who thought could beat me came around, I could pull out my waterbending and jutsus.
[BeastMaster64: Show me which one then?]
[MistDemon: This will take a while to write out, but I will give you the best explanation I can.]
Seeing that it would take Zabuza a while to write out, I closed the chat tab and went back to training my skills.
Training for long times was a luxury for me, and most of the time I trained when everyone else was sleeping. Still, the time limit hung over my head. Would I be able to become strong enough to handle the Fire Nation's attack and take them down before Sozin's Comet, or would I fail?
These were the kind of questions that plagued my mind. In reality, I could run away, and probably will do so to fight another day if the situation becomes dire. But that was only as a last resort.
I wasn't the kindest guy, I knew that. But watching suffering happening in front of me wasn't something I enjoyed either. People like Aang had optimism but failed on the practical side.
Now, while people starving was pitiful. The world worked on realism, wishes and thoughts of well-being never helped anybody. Do you know how to help people though? Greed… the cardinal sin that represented humanity. Everyone had it.
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So, while I was willing to help those who were in need, I would only do so for my benefit. By benefits of course it meant Quests, this was the only ability that I could think of that would allow a consistent income of Exp. Sure, I might be able to gain the same Exp by killing people, but that would just be needless trouble. While quests took more time in general, one person could essentially be an infinite amount of Exp. Killing them for a limited Exp sounded wasteful.
That's why it was better to be a benevolent leader than a tyrannical ruler. If history had taught me anything, it was that tyranny didn't work. Of course, as long as it wasn't out there in plain sight. Still, from now on I need to start building my own image, more than just being 'That guy that travels with the Avatar'.
Ding!
[MistDemon Sent a Message]
Yes, this was what I had been waiting for. Opening up there was the description of the Water Clone Jutsu. Now, this was what I needed, a clone technique. In this world, this technique might not be too strong, especially at its lower levels. But it was useful.
Since [Writing] had turned into a skill, taking out a blank book from the inventory, I wrote over a thousand words in less than ten minutes. In the end, I learned the Water Clone Jutsu by using the newly-made Skill Book.
Going through the hand signs, my Chakra moved out of my body and took the form of a water clone. Oh… this is weird. It felt like I could still control him remotely with my mind and give him pre-programmed orders.
I wonder what kind of genius was able to come up with techniques like this. After all, Chakra was generally used to change into elements and attack. But jutsu like these to me were more impressive.
[BeastMaster64: It worked!]
After writing that to Zabuza, I closed the chat. Lying to him earlier was just so I could get a free Jutsu. From now on, this relationship between us would become mutually beneficial. Zabuza wasn't the kind of guy to go around giving freebies and charity. I too wasn't someone who would give him free information.
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From now on, we won't be just simply friends, but also business partners. His reply might take a while, I could roughly guess that he was in a Civil War against the Hidden Mist Village, helping Mei Terumi become the next Kage.
His life was moving along now, and he hadn't even met Kakashi this time around. I wonder how Naruto and Sasuke of that world will end up? They just missed a huge opportunity to develop. Well, it isn't my problem and their lives don't affect mine anyway.
Still, Zabuza might die during Kaguya's take over. So just in case, I will have to make our dealings as distinct as possible. First I have to pay him handsomely for the water techniques that he will give me, and after that, I will ask for other techniques which since they won't be water Jutsu their price would be low. After all, from Zabuza's view, such jutsu would be "useless" to me since I can't use them.
That illusion will take a long time to build into his brain, but this was a must. Zabuza might not be a merchant, but he was undoubtedly intelligent. If I give him an inch, he will take a mile.
**
Going back to where I had rented an inn room for us, Katara and Aang were back. Talking about something.
Sneakily walking, I listened in on their conversation.
"I don't think that's a good idea," muttered Aang, unsure of something. Momo then made some cute noises. "Look, even Momo disagrees."
"Don't worry, Sokka will agree,"
"Does he look like the kind of guy who would be okay with wasting time like this?"
"It's not a waste of time, we are helping the people."
Taking a deep breath, I kicked the door, slamming it open loudly.
BAAAAM!!!
"Constant vigilance!" I yelled out, freaking Momo, Kiwi and Katara shot water at me. Which I was able to barely dodge thanks to [Sense Danger]. Seems like my little sister has gotten better. "Nice shot Katara, you almost hit me. Maybe now you might be able to hit an enemy…" she smiled at my compliments. Glad to finally learn my acknowledgment. "Of course, the enemy will have to be old, out of shape, and barely moving. But at least you can hit something."
"You know, in this enclosed space I can hit you if I try, right? So if I was you, pissing me off wouldn't be in your best interest." Katara said, coldly.
Oh? What's this? Did my sister finally get the guts to oppose me? Well, this isn't bad. I can use this as a way to teach her about life and how sometimes unexpected scenarios happen.
Seeing the smirk that was about to form on my face, Katara paled. She knew I was about to start an argument that would last a long time and tire her out, by the end if we will forget what we were even arguing about. The excuse I have for this is that I am helping her train willpower.
"Anyway, what were you guys talking about so secretly?" I asked them.
Aang looked uncomfortable. Katara on the other hand looked me in the eyes and said. "Brother, we need your help."
"Oh, the sky is also blue," I added on with what I knew was a smirk on my face that irritated her. "You always need my help. So tell me what it is?"
It seemed like she was about to blood bend my head off. But she took a deep breath to calm herself.
She was becoming more patient than before and learning how to control her anger. It seems like my dear sister has some talent even in these things.
"So, c'mon now what is it?" I asked her while crossing my arms.
"We need to help some revolutionaries fight against the Fire Nation."
"Oh, okay," I didn't see a problem here.
"We kinda helped them out already, without you knowing," Aang added innocently. Which made Katara send him a death glare.
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