"Did you find something?"
Seeing the main body stop again, the figure in the bamboo shifted from surprise to confusion and could not help asking.
"Did you find something, main body?"
At the same time, the figure underwater spoke as well.
There was no way he could be mistaken. The position of the rock, the course of the river, and the broad path splitting the bamboo grove behind him were exactly the same as in his memories. There could be no mistake.
This was undoubtedly the place where fate had unfolded.
Yet Chiba ignored his two clones. He swept his gaze around once more, confirming again that he was right.
But if fate had been changed like this... was that possible?
Even with the butterfly effect, there had to be a butterfly flapping its wings first. The Naruto World I inhabit is definitely different from the Naruto World of the original work.
For instance, this Naruto World has me—Taki Chiba—a transmigrator. That alone is the greatest difference, perhaps the largest butterfly of all.
*Then there are people like Hirohiko and Yukina, people I never saw in the original work. They might also be butterflies, but there is no way to be certain that they were people who did not exist in the original. After all, a story might tell of the affairs among three, five, or several dozen people, weaving their interactions into one story after another. That was the story of Naruto in the original work. But this was a complete Naruto World. Every person here was flesh and blood; their birth, aging, illness, death, joys, anger, sorrows, and pleasures were all real. And this real world could not possibly consist of merely three, five, or several dozen people. It was made up of hundreds of thousands, even millions,