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

Chapter 96 Lies and Truth, Special Imprisonment of an S-Rank Rogue Ninja

The second basement level of the Illusionary Dojo.

Kisame Hoshigaki was suspended in mid-air by several sealing chains, which constantly drained the chakra he was trying to gather within his body.

Opposite him, Deidara was encased in a specially made straitjacket, looking like a wrapped-up rice dumpling.

With his mouth taped shut, if eyes could explode, this place would have been razed to the ground long ago.

Footsteps sounded, and Roy strolled in slowly.

Behind him followed the expressionless Uchiha Itachi, and Haku, who looked slightly nervous and was holding an account book.

"Are you two settling in well?"

Roy pulled up a chair and sat down in front of Kisame.

"This is a luxurious private room specially built for S-class VIPs. The soundproofing is top-notch. Even if you shout your lungs out, the guests upstairs won't hear you. So don't waste your energy, because it's completely useless."

Kisame's face showed no fear, but rather a mocking smile.

"Is this what they call hospitality, Mr. Manager?"

"Don't waste your energy. Even if you seal my chakra and chop me up to feed the fish, I won't betray Akatsuki's information. As for that..."

"Are you referring to the way of the ninja?"

Roy wasn't angry; he just seemed to have heard a funny joke.

At this point, to still maintain one's principles of forbearance, to shatter those principles of forbearance, is the most awe-inspiring approach.

He pulled an old file folder from his pocket and casually tossed it near Kisame.

Several photos and a report slid out.

"Kisame Hoshigaki, you joined Akatsuki because you were tired of the lies of Kirigakure and the fake missions of killing your comrades. You wanted to pursue a real world, right?"

Roy looked directly into Kisame's eyes and spoke slowly.

"That masked man, the guy who called himself Uchiha Madara, told you that the Eye of the Moon Project could create a dream world without lies, only peace. You believed him, maybe you thought that was the only truth."

Kisame's eyes widened in surprise.

These words were only known to him and the masked man. How could the shop owner know so much about them?

"But if I tell you..."

Roy glanced at the documents on the floor.

"Is the so-called Eye of the Moon Project a complete scam from beginning to end?"

"You think it's for peace? No, it's to turn all of humanity into white monsters, into nourishment and an army for some kind of being."

"You spent your whole life pursuing the truth, only to step into the biggest lie in the world. Madara lied to Obito, Obito lied to Nagato, and Nagato lied to you. This is the truth about your Akatsuki organization: a bunch of pathetic bastards being used."

"Nonsense!"

Kisame struggled for a moment.

"You think you can sway me with a few forged papers? That's a really low-level tactic!"

"Whether it's a divisive tactic or not, you actually know in your heart."

Itachi picked up the document from the ground. It was a detailed analysis of the structure of White Zetsu and the God Tree's nourishment system. It even contained top-secret data that had never been made public even within the Akatsuki organization.

Products from the Illusionary Realm Dojo are guaranteed to be of the highest quality and absolutely authentic.

Kisame.

Itachi unfolded the document and displayed it to Kisame.

"This store manager is greedy, despicable, and even somewhat shameless..."

Roy coughed beside him and said, "Hey, if you're going to praise someone, just praise them. Don't try to hide your own agenda."

Itachi ignored Roy's protest and continued:

"But when it comes to intelligence, he has never made a mistake."

"Are you really willing to die for a lie that uses you as fertilizer?"

Kisame remained silent.

He spent his life murdering his companions and bearing infamy, all in an attempt to escape a false reality.

But if even his pursuit of Akatsuki was fake... then what was he in this life?

"What do you want me to do?"

The fierce glint in Kisame's eyes subsided.

"Betray Akatsuki? Surrender to Konoha? Don't dream about it. Even if it's a lie, I won't be Konoha's dog."

"unnecessary."

Roy snapped his fingers.

"I never said I wanted you to be my dog, nor did I ask you to hand out flyers on the street, and I certainly didn't need you to reveal the location of the Akatsuki's base. I already know that anyway."

Roy untied one of his hands.

"What I want you to do is a job. A job that will allow you to pay off the huge debt you owe me and also let you see the truth of this world for yourself."

"Work?" Kisame flexed his wrist, somewhat puzzled.

"Yes, it's still the same as before, working to pay off debts."

Roy flashed a capitalist's smile.

"My shop will soon be launching a series of [high-difficulty combat dungeons]. These dungeons are specially prepared for ninjas who want to challenge their limits."

"But relying solely on generated NPCs is too rigid and lacks a sense of oppression."

Roy pointed at Kisame.

"I need a boss. A gatekeeper who can make challengers despair."

"In the dungeon, you can unleash your ninjutsu and bloodlust to your heart's content. Your true appearance will be blurred, and no one will know you are Kisame Hoshigaki."

"You can crush those arrogant Konoha ninjas, or challengers from other villages, and even kill them. Of course, it's just a mental death; they'll be ejected by the system."

"It can satisfy your fighting desires, make money, and in the process, through my intelligence network, gradually uncover the true face of the masked man."

Roy stretched out a hand, a sinister smile on his face.

"So? Isn't this deal much better than being a fool who gets used?"

Kisame looked at Roy's hand, lost in thought.

"The boss in the dungeon...?"

"It sounds... a bit more interesting than catching tailed beasts. As long as I don't have to wear that ridiculous maid outfit."

"make a deal."

Having dealt with Kisame, Roy turned around and looked at Deidara, who resembled a caterpillar.

He simply ripped the tape off Deidara's mouth.

"Pah! You bastard! Let me go! Ugh!"

Deidara started roaring as soon as he could speak.

"This is blasphemy against art! I'm going to self-destruct! I'm going to blow this place to the sky! Even if I die, I'll prove that my art is the ultimate!"

"Art?"

Roy shook his head, speechless, with a hint of disappointment.

"Deidara, your vision is too narrow."

"Your so-called ultimate art is self-destruction, right? And then what?"

Roy spread his hands.

"Then you died. No one remembers your art, and no one will ever see it again. Your art exists only for a moment, and then it is eternal nothingness."

"So what! A moment of sublimation is art! Hmm!" Deidara retorted, acting like a dead pig that doesn't fear boiling water.

"That's such a waste."

Roy snapped his fingers, and the holographic projection unfolded in mid-air.

The scene shown is a simulation.

A massive explosion erupted in the center of Konoha Village, engulfing everything in its light, and a mushroom cloud shot into the sky.

The beauty of destruction instantly silenced Deidara.

"Is it beautiful?" Roy asked.

"Beautiful...so beautiful...mmm." Deidara murmured to himself.

Then, the screen reset.

The explosion occurred again, and it looked even more spectacular from another angle.

"If I tell you..."

Roy's voice was like a devil's temptation.

"In my instance, you can have unlimited lives. You can self-destruct once a day, or even a hundred times."

"You can destroy Konoha, destroy Sunagakure, and even destroy the Five Great Nations."

"With each explosion, thousands of challengers will remember your art in fear. They will die in your explosions time and time again, and then, even after being resurrected, they will still tremble at the moment of destruction."

"Here, your art is an eternal moment, breaking free from the spell of a fleeting instant."

"You can try different proportions and shapes. I can even provide you with scientific ninja tool technology to increase the power of your clay bombs tenfold."

Roy leaned closer to Deidara and whispered:

"Don't you want to try it? The feeling of having the whole world kneel at the feet of your art?"

Deidara's worldview was greatly impacted.

He has always believed that art is an explosion, something that is fleeting.

But what if... what if it could explode an infinite number of times, allowing people to experience that fear and shock an infinite number of times...

Wouldn't that be... an art that's multiplied to its maximum?!

"Really... can we blow them up every day?" Deidara asked incredulously, swallowing hard.

"certainly."

Roy released Deidara from his restraints.

"Once you sign this contract, you will become our store's Chief Demolition Experience Officer and the Ultimate Boss of the Dungeon."

"I can even create a dedicated section for explosion art just for you."

Deidara rubbed his wrist, looked at the contract Roy handed him, and noticed that Kisame next to him was already kneeling. Deidara had thought he would be much more assertive.

"Okay! For art! Hmm!"

Deidara signed his name on the contract.

"But it's a deal! If the clay here isn't strong enough, I'm still going to blow your shop up!"

"Don't worry, there's plenty."

Roy put away the two contracts.

With the signing of the contract, the two system shackles were absorbed into Kisame and Deidara's bodies.

This is a rule binding.

As long as they are within the boundaries of the Illusionary Dojo, or carrying out tasks assigned by Roy, they cannot harbor murderous intent towards Roy, nor can they violate the core terms of the contract.

"Welcome to the Illusionary Dojo."

Roy clapped his hands, his smile as bright as a flower.

"Itachi, take them to take a bath and change their clothes."

"Although they don't need to wear maid outfits, Xiao's red cloud robe is too flashy. Let's change them into our shop's specially made BOSS limited skins."

"Mr. Kisame, your position is Warden of the Deep Sea Impel Down instance."

"Mr. Deidara, your position is the Demolition Lord of the Post-Apocalyptic Wasteland instance."

"Starting tomorrow, I'll officially begin my new job."

Kisame, carrying Samehada, paused briefly as he passed Roy.

"Store Manager."

"Um?"

"What if one day I discover that the information you gave me was also false..."

"I will tear the NPC who is playing you to pieces in the dungeon."

"You're welcome anytime."

Roy raised his teacup in a distant toast.

"As long as you can afford the ticket price."

Two S-rank rogue ninjas, done.

This is not just about gaining two more powerful henchmen, but also about gaining access to two important intelligence sources for the Akatsuki organization.

Moreover, with these two bosses in charge, the difficulty and appeal of the dungeon will increase dramatically.

The Konoha ninjas, driven to frantic competition to become stronger, are likely to be brutally tortured in the dungeon.

"Kids, are you ready?"

Roy watched as his fate value steadily increased on the system panel, secretly delighted.

"The real hellish training has only just begun."

Just then, Bai walked over with some concern.

"Manager, although they signed a contract, these two are still members of Akatsuki... Won't they cause trouble for the store? What about the Akatsuki organization...?"

"trouble?"

Roy walked to the display case in the basement.

There were several new cards there, with images of Pain, Konan, and even the masked man's face printed on them.

It says "Pending Unlocking" on it.

"Bai, you must remember this."

"In the eyes of a businessman, there are no troubles, only untapped customers."