Trying to bring about world peace in just five years without any special means was nothing but a pipe dream. Even the Akatsuki Organization in Chen's world had needed the power of the Tailed Beasts to achieve the peaceful world they envisioned.
With his eyes closed, feigning sleep, Chen thought about where he should head next.
There weren't any particularly famous sights in the Land of Demons, nor anyone Chen needed to pay special attention to. The only unusual place was where Mōryō had been sealed by the Miko.
In Chen's eyes, Mōryō's Combat Power was barely comparable to that of a Tailed Beast. It was a demon that could gather the evil thoughts in people's hearts, and its potential for growth was enormous. At its strongest, it could rival the Nine-Tails; at its weakest, it could barely hold its own against One-Tails Shukaku.
Its strength ultimately depended on the negative feelings in people's hearts. If people had too few of them, then Mōryō was no threat.
As night deepened, fewer people walked the streets, and they began heading home. The bustling main street had grown much quieter.
The lively little town was now steeped in the rhythms of everyday life, while Uchiha Chen seemed completely out of place amid its ordinary surroundings.
Just as everyone had returned home and the streets had begun to empty, a group of people slowly made their way down the street. They carefully covered their faces, brought along the weapons they thought they could handle, and quietly followed the man at the front, who appeared to be a ninja.
"Are you sure that kid checked into this inn?" Ikeda asked the man who had been assigned to follow and watch him. His face was covered, and his voice came out muffled, carrying an unmistakable