What... should I do?
Hearing Chiba say that, Zong Mi froze.
At that moment, he suddenly realized that he had no idea what to say. He had been waiting for this Konoha ninja to wake up, then ask him to save him and his friends, to make everything better. At the very least, so everyone could eat their fill, stay warm, no longer have to hide from carnivorous beasts, no longer have to pick through corpses, no longer have to search the stinking garbage in abandoned towns.
He had even imagined that, with this Konoha ninja's help, they could live better and better. Everyone would live well, grow up, and when the war ended, they would all work together to leave this place, find somewhere to settle down, forget these hardships, and live out their lives safely and happily.
But he had never considered it.
What did he need this Konoha ninja to do in order to make his wish come true?
Now, this Konoha ninja had made it clear that he wanted to help him, yet he did not know what to ask this Konoha ninja to do to help them escape their current predicament.
How...
How exactly...
Zong Mi opened his mouth, looking at Chiba, but not a single word came out. Sweat immediately beaded on his forehead.
Just as I thought...
At this moment, Chiba glanced at Zong Mi, then at the little bald boy, who was equally lost. His eyes narrowed slightly as understanding dawned on him.
After all, the person standing before him was only a fourteen-year-old boy. Unlike Chiba, who had come from another world with a fully formed worldview and the ability to think things through, Zong Mi apparently had not received an education like that of the Konoha Ninja Academy, one that