What the hell is making games in the Ninja World?

Although Sasori had made up his mind to return and carry out his great ideals, he was still continuing to play the game. 

Even though his heart had already made a decision, the tasks to be executed still had to go on.

However, soon the boy shifted from being focused on the mission to being driven by curiosity.

It wasn't the walking zombies or mutated monsters that caught his attention. Though these things surprised him, they only caused shock and disgust.

What truly intrigued Sasori was that after reaching the third checkpoint, they arrived at a place where they had to activate a transport tool to leave.

This transport tool was a giant bird puppet. Once activated, it could fly, and people could control it from inside. It was an impressive and magical mechanical puppet.

Of course, the so-called control was just part of the game's setting. Players couldn't actually control the bird puppet.

For Sasori, this didn't matter, because once he saw the mechanical bird, its craftsmanship was so intricate and far beyond the current puppetry techniques of the ninja world that he became completely captivated.

For a puppet master, especially one obsessed with puppetry, this was an irresistible temptation, pulling him in and consuming his soul.

Yes, this giant mechanical puppet was undoubtedly Uchiha Kai's personal creation, inspired by a mechanism from the RPG game Xuanyuan Sword, which he had played in his previous life.

It combined modern precision mechanical structures, incorporating many parts from modern engineering into the puppetry, resulting in a massive flying bird puppet that had a striking visual impact in the game.

To ordinary players, it was simply a visual feast, something to broaden their horizons. 

But for Sasori, a master of puppetry, it was pure, fatal temptation—an ultimate display of beauty. He was completely mesmerized by it. 

In the game, he couldn't help but touch the puppet bird, constantly exploring it, nearly dismantling it on the spot, wanting to study every detail inside and out.

"It's so beautiful…"

Sasori gently caressed the mechanical puppet, his face full of admiration, as if he were touching a beloved person.

However, because his character in this game was a dark-skinned, muscular man from the Land of Lightning, not the beautiful youth he originally was, it made him seem quite creepy.

After seeing Sasori's appearance, his temporary teammates all had their faces twitch, and they began to voice their complaints.

"Hey, hey, hey, what are you doing? Come over and help!"

"Ugh, the zombie is back. Seriously, do you want to wait until the puppets are done fighting?"

"Ah! I got caught! Help me, you idiot! Stop watching! Idiot! If you want to watch, buy your own game and figure it out yourself! We're playing a game right now! Don't mess things up for the team!"

The temporary teammates were shouting in frustration, clearly displeased with Sasori's slacking off.

Luckily, the current game environment was relatively harmonious. If this were in the legendary Arcade district, Sasori's ancestors would've been lost for good.

Facing his teammates' "interruption," Sasori immediately felt a surge of frustration, and a killing intent started to rise within him.

However, since this was just a game, and they hadn't enabled friendly fire, Sasori couldn't do anything, no matter how much he wanted to.

Moreover, after the zombies charged at him, they also started attacking him, which distracted him from admiring the puppet bird.

In the end, Sasori silently grabbed his weapon and began fighting the zombies. 

After his temporary teammates activated various mechanisms and prepared to activate the puppet bird, they finally managed to do so and used its flight ability to get into the sky.

This marked the completion of another small stage.

As Sasori was inside the puppet bird, ready to examine it further, he realized the game had automatically moved on to the next stage. 

When he snapped out of it, he found that they were all in a farming area surrounded by mountains.

The puppet bird had crashed behind them, and their game characters automatically explained that the puppet bird lacked enough energy and had to make an emergency landing in the farmland, which caused the crash. 

Thankfully, everyone's characters were fine and could continue progressing in the game.

Sasori's temporary teammates seemed to have already cleared this stage, as they remained calm. 

One by one, they began preparing their weapons, while Sasori just stood there, staring blankly at the wreckage of the puppet bird, looking as if he had lost his soul.

At this moment, the lonely atmosphere emanating from Sasori was perfectly suited to a scene with snowflakes falling, followed by a dramatic "No!" shouted while kneeling on the ground.

Sadness, pain, discomfort— it felt like life had lost all meaning.

Until...

"I tell you, buddy, if you're interested in these mechanical puppets, you might as well go home and play Left 4 Dead instead. Plus, there are more mechanical puppets coming up, so stop getting hung up on this. It's time to move forward, or we'll be swarmed by a big group of zombies again."

A player pretending to be an old man spoke sarcastically. 

Although Sasori's gaming skills were impressive—better than even the experienced players—his personality was odd. His obsession with these mechanical puppets was truly frustrating.

"Please, these are just things in a game, not real life. No matter how realistic they seem, they're still fake. Are you really thinking about making these things in the real world?"

Another player, pretending to be a young man, also criticized him. He couldn't stand the idea of wasting valuable gaming time when there were players not focusing on the task.

Seriously, 500 ryo an hour is expensive!

Speed, speed, speed!

Time is money, my friend!

Sasori ignored all these complaints, only remembering two things: "there are more mechanical puppets ahead" and "make these things in the real world."

At this moment, his previously dull eyes shone with an unprecedented gleam.

But with his appearance as a tough guy from the Land of Lightning, the way his eyes sparkled made him look less like an artist and more like a character from a hentai—his gaze didn't give off a good vibe.

In terms of appearance, this guy didn't seem like a good person.

Fortunately, everyone was playing game characters, and even if he didn't look like a good guy, it didn't matter as long as he didn't disturb the game.

Next, Sasori, led by the "old players," charged forward, enjoying the combat. Not long after, they encountered new mechanical puppets. 

One was a mechanical house with two legs that could charge. Its appearance was abstract, but its power was immense, crushing several zombies in its path.

In the end, after a "plot kill" moment, everyone had no choice but to continue moving forward. 

They encountered things like turret cannons, puppet soldier legions, and puppet giants with only their upper halves remaining—things that seemed very fantastical. 

To the average ninja from the real world, these things seemed fake, like illusions from a game.

However, Sasori remembered all of them and was greatly impressed. His heart grew more passionate, and he became determined to bring these things into the real world, driven by a strong obsession.

Especially the puppet giant with only its upper half remaining. Because Uchiha Kai had designed its exterior to resemble a Gundam, it looked incredibly cool even with just the top half. Sasori was eager to create his own version of this ninja-world Gundam.

After all, no man could resist a Gundam.jpg.

Because of this, Sasori developed another intense feeling—he wanted to meet the creator of the Genjutsu game, the person who had invented such amazing, super-powered puppet mechanisms in the game!

Once this feeling took hold, Sasori made up his mind to pursue it no matter what.

Even if it went completely against the Sand Village's will and could bring enormous trouble, he didn't care.

After all, in the pursuit of the true meaning of "art," everything else became insignificant.

Sasori believed that the person capable of creating such artistic works in a game would surely understand his own dedication to the pursuit of art!

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