Different Mindsets
This also allowed many people's emotions to calm down.
For these ordinary clansmen, staying alive was the first priority.
As for reviving the Uzumaki Clan, they had no ability to do anything about that. After all, they were not ninja.
So all they had to do was live their own lives honestly and properly.
They did not really understand all that talk about Otherworld or not, either. As long as they knew there should be no danger to their lives, that was enough.
Everyone began to relax and pack their things.
But in truth, what was there to pack? A few coarse, ragged clothes, some stone needles, and a jumble of odds and ends. Once those were gathered, that was that.
"Son, do you think we'll be able to live a good life?"
"We will!"
"How are you so sure?"
The boy burrowed into his mother's arms. "Because... because..."
The boy could not say why he was so certain. He simply wanted his mother to live a good life.
He had once heard the elder say that when the Uzumaki Clan was powerful, they had possessed an entire island.
The clansmen had built their own nation on it and lived and worked in peace.
But this little boy had obviously never seen it. From the moment he opened his eyes, he had been in this village.
He had never seen the glorious history of the Uzumaki Clan. The things the elder spoke of were things he could only see in his imagination.
All this time, he had never left this narrow little world.
Whenever he looked up at the sky, two cliff faces always blocked his view.
Like the other children, he had also sworn that when he grew up, he would lead his clansmen out of this