Two days later, in a small city in the Land of Rain.
Haku looked at his surroundings with a sense of melancholy. Having grown accustomed to Konoha and the Land of Fire...
He had once thought life in the Naruto World was already quite simple, but only after seeing the Land of Rain did Haku realize how good his previous life had been.
According to the intelligence, it rained in the Land of Rain all year round. Perhaps there were only two or three days a year when it did not rain, but even then, the sun could not be seen.
Haku wore a dark gray cloak like the surrounding pedestrians, his entire body hidden beneath it.
He walked slowly down the street, observing his surroundings.
Everywhere he looked—
Through the gaps in pedestrians' cloaks and coats, every face he saw was deathly pale. It was not merely the pallor of never seeing sunlight all year round, but also a deep sense of weakness.
[For now, the living conditions of the Land of Rain's residents appear poor. Aside from low food production caused by the weather, the people also seem to be living under constant psychological pressure.]
[And it seems the authorities have forbidden residents from freely entering and leaving their towns. Every entrance to the city is guarded.]
Before entering this small city, Haku had already scouted its outskirts. Every entrance and exit was guarded by at least one ninja accompanied by several samurai.
For a ninja like Haku, such guards were merely decorations. But for ordinary people, they were an insurmountable natural barrier.
*[With such security, no wonder the other major nations have never received intelligence from ordinary people in the Land of Rain. Sending ninjas directly to investigate would be a bit extravagant. It was probably some