At this moment, Sara slowly walked over, leading a group of civilians.
Rengoku looked up at them and could not help thinking to himself.
'This country called Roran. Although it carries the name of a nation, in reality the number of people gathered here is only a little over one thousand, not even reaching two thousand.'
'Is it because the time to gather everyone has been too short, so not many people came, or is it that the total population is only this much to begin with?'
After thinking it over carefully, Rengoku felt the latter possibility was much more likely.
After all, judging from what he had seen so far, there really were not that many people in total.
Sara walked up close, first giving Rengoku a respectful bow, then speaking sincerely, "Lord Rengoku, these are all the people of Roran. Now that we are trapped in a desperate situation, we sincerely ask you to point us toward a way to survive."
Hearing this, Rengoku's gaze quickly swept over the few elderly people standing behind Sara.
In an instant, he understood. Someone must have given Sara guidance beforehand, otherwise her words and line of thinking could not have been this clear.
However, Rengoku did not expose it. He only smiled faintly.
Then, he raised his hand and pointed at Minato beside him, introducing him, "This is Namikaze Minato, an elite jonin from Konoha Village. And right now, he is participating in the selection for the position of Fourth Hokage."
A look of joy flickered in Sara's eyes.
She stared at Rengoku in front of her, thinking silently. Although Rengoku was extremely powerful, at this moment he was alone.
But unlike Rengoku, Minato, the future Hokage, was a different matter.
That was the leader of Konoha Village in the Land of Fire, the richest and most prosperous place in the entire ninja world.
Thinking of this, Sara instantly let go of the pride she held as a queen and, with a bright smile on her face, called out to Minato, "Lord Minato!"
Seeing how tactful Sara was, Rengoku nodded in satisfaction, then turned to Minato with a smile and said, "Then I'll leave this to you, Minato. After all, Roran still has quite a few valuable legacies left behind."
"Using that wealth to exchange for a stable place to settle down should not be difficult, right?"
From beginning to end, Rengoku had always regarded himself as nothing more than a passing traveler on this trip.
He had no interest whatsoever in getting involved in the various affairs of the ninja world; As for the follow-up arrangements for Sara and the people of Roran, they were even less within his considerations.
Fortunately, present-day Roran still possessed a considerable amount of various materials related to puppet techniques.
At the same time, many valuable immovable properties had also been preserved. As long as the people of Roran were willing, Konoha would naturally be very happy to take them in and provide proper arrangements and care.
Minato already had a preliminary plan now. How to settle these people was just a minor matter.
Minato nodded slightly, indicating his understanding, "Mm, don't worry. Leave this side to me."
Rengoku stretched his arms and let out a long, comfortable yawn, sighing with emotion, "Haa! It's finally come to an end. It's about time for me to return to my own time and space."
As he spoke, he frowned slightly and said thoughtfully, "Though, if the flow of time is different between different space-time streams, I might still have a bit of trouble on my end."
Naruto, who had been listening quietly from the side the whole time, now showed clear reluctance on his face. He hurriedly spoke up and pleaded, "Lord Rengoku, could you wait just a little longer before leaving?"
After all, he had only just acknowledged his biological father. Deep down, he really could not bear to part with this newly formed bond.
Seeing this, Rengoku raised his hand and lightly knocked Naruto on the head, scolding him slightly:
"Kid, you're not a person of this era. Hanging around here all the time isn't a good thing."
"Besides, Minato is thinking of ways to rewrite this part of history. Maybe by the time you return to your original world and open your eyes, you'll see him standing right in front of you."
Hearing this, Naruto's eyes immediately lit up, and he shouted excitedly, "Wow, really? That would be amazing!"
Being able to have his father by his side in the era he lived in was without a doubt the best thing he could imagine.
However, after only a brief moment, hesitation appeared on Naruto's face again, and he asked worriedly, "But then, will all these memories in my head disappear because of that?"
After all, Naruto had already lived for a full sixteen years.
Even though his childhood was filled with all kinds of darkness, these years of memories were still precious to him and hard to let go of.
"Hmm…", Rengoku frowned slightly and fell into brief thought.
After all, he had watched Naruto grow up. This small request was something Rengoku was willing to satisfy.
He slowly extended his right hand, palm facing upward, as a pitch-black shadow like ink gradually gathered in his palm.
That shadow seemed to be alive, constantly twisting and writhing.
Before long, the strange shadow finally stopped changing shape and gradually turned into a completely black sphere.
The surface of the sphere was smooth like a mirror, just like a bead.
This seemingly unremarkable bead was actually one of Rengoku's clones, only that he had transformed it into a spherical form.
It should be known that the number of Rengoku's clones had now reached seven.
One clone was being used by Orochimaru in his own time-space, another was by Yagura Karatachi's side, and there was also the one used to store shaman power and senjutsu.
Even if he used up one clone here, it would not have any impact on Rengoku at all.
Rengoku's blood-red Sharingan began to spin.
Immediately after, scenes from Naruto's life, from childhood to the present, were successfully sealed inside the black sphere.
These images were all things Rengoku had personally witnessed. Every single one carried Naruto's growth, as well as his joys and sorrows.
Once the sealing was complete, an extremely familiar mark appeared on the surface of the sphere, one that Minato recognized at a glance. The Four Symbols Seal.
"Take it, Minato."
Rengoku handed the black sphere to Minato.
Minato carefully took it, his gaze fixed tightly on the Four Symbols Seal on its surface.
In just an instant, relying on his many years of research and accumulated experience in sealing techniques, he immediately understood how to use this seal and the purpose of the black sphere.
"I'm not sure whether reversing history will cause Naruto to lose his memories."
Rengoku continued, "But if that really happens, this thing can help Naruto recover the memories that belong to him."
What was unexpected was that Rengoku would care about Naruto to such an extent.
Just because Naruto made a small request, Rengoku did not hesitate at all and tried every possible way to satisfy him.
Naruto, with a face full of gratitude, said, "Thank you so much, Lord Rengoku."
Hearing this, Rengoku smiled and gently waved his hand, indicating that it was nothing more than a small effort.
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