Chapter 100: A cigarette half-hidden in the cave by the salamander

Chapter 100: A cigarette half-hidden in the cave by the salamander

Chapter 100: A Cigarette Half-hidden in the Cave by the Salamander
In the front-line logistics town of Sand Village, the chief of the intelligence district, Hoho Beidao, molested his subordinates while drunk and even took the initiative to put a homemade watch on their wrists. There was sufficient evidence and according to the laws of Sand Village, he was dismissed from his post, but considering that there were reasons for the incident, the Sandaime Kazekage issued an order to deal with him.

First, send He Huo Bei Dao back to the Sand Village and prohibit him from leaving the village without orders.

Second, considering that he had made great contributions to the Sand Village, he was appointed as the head of the third logistics workshop in the northern area of ​​the Sand Village.
"Is there anything else you want to say?"

The Third Kazekage looked at the expressionless Li Zhongren and asked.

"I have nothing to say."

"Then let's go. I will send an entire ninja army to escort you back to the Sand Village. Don't worry, with them around, even Kakuzu won't dare to cause trouble for you."

"What on earth is this kid planning?"

Looking at Li Zhongren's back, the third-generation Fengying Tianshui Yu Lizhan couldn't help but fall into deep thought.

Everything that happened last night must have been done intentionally by Kotori Mitsuha, and the result of his actions was that the twelve ninja families were frightened into uniting together and even signed the so-called "Joint Statement of Guilt".
"Joint statement of guilt, etc."

The Third Kazekage was stunned for a moment, then raised the corner of his mouth.

In order to make those twelve families sign that thing and put a layer of shackles on themselves, and make them follow the Chiyo family's lead from now on, Chiyo has to give them benefits, and the biggest benefit is probably the miniaturized energy storage device obtained from Mitsuha Takanashi. With this thing, as long as it is enlarged, it can become the power source of the giant war puppet. On the battlefield, this thing can influence the outcome of the battle.

Of course, without the design drawings, it would be difficult to replicate that thing in a short time. But the problem is that the Sand Village is not starting from scratch. In fact, the Sand Village has also been researching similar projects. For example, the Chiyo family's secret technique, the living puppet, is one of the research methods. It uses the flesh to store chakra, allowing dead people or living things to also preserve chakra. Of course, this technology cannot be applied to the battlefield for now.

But when he saw Chiyo's excited look this morning, he knew that the structure inside the small button should have provided her with enough inspiration to make up for the final shortcoming of the secret technique that their Chiyo clan had been studying.

Then, what happens?

It won't be long, maybe a few months at most, or a month at least, with the full operation of the Sand Ninja Logistics Factory, the giant war puppet will appear on the battlefield. And do you think this thing will be used by ordinary Genin or by members of the Ninja family themselves?

It must be the latter.
So, that's the problem.

Tianshui Yulizhan sat up straight suddenly. This technology must have drawbacks, and these drawbacks may even be fatal.

“Interesting. Interesting”

"He is like a spider, weaving a web, and seems to have immersed himself in the role of Ho-ho-kai-dao, doing everything he can to target the Ninja Clan."

"So, what are the consequences of doing this?"

"The decline of the ninja clan?"

"The rise of civilian ninjas?"

"No, something seems to be missing."

"Ye Cang!"

A flash of lightning flashed through Tianshui Yu Lizhan's mind. His breakup with Ye Cang was also intentional. All the mistakes were attributed to him. It was he who killed the frontline ninjas. It had nothing to do with Ye Cang. At that time, if Ye Cang armed the civilian ninjas with some advanced puppet technology and made a call from a high place...
"Ha ha ha ha."

Tianshui Yulizhan seemed to have figured something out. For a moment, he felt as if his perspective had been infinitely elevated, looking down at the entire ninja world from the sky.

"This game of chess, you are playing a bit too big."

"Da da da."

Tianshui Yu Lizhan tapped the table lightly with his fingers. After pondering for a long time, he took out another scroll and signed a new Fengying Order.

"From now on, in order to cope with the war on the front lines, each family must once again allocate enough personnel to the front lines. No mistakes can be made!"
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Rain Country

torrential rain
Somewhere in a cave
Salamander Hanzo, the man who was called demigod, was kneeling alone at the entrance of the cave, watching the heavy rain outside.

At this moment, he was not wearing the breathing mask that never left his mouth.

Therefore, every time he took a breath, a purple poisonous mist would gush out of his mouth.
The poisonous fog was floating in the cave, some of it went deeper, and some of it merged into the raindrops outside.
The rain turned purple in an instant and fell on the ground, making a rotting sound.
"Stab it~~"

After a long time, Salamander Hanzo took out a cigarette from his arms. This was a special cigarette. It was called a cigarette, but in fact it was more like a deadly poison. After all, with his resistance to poison, ordinary cigarettes could not make him feel anything at all.

"Da~~"

An exquisite metal kerosene lighter, made by a metal machine tool unique to the Rain Country, lit his cigarette.

After taking a deep puff.
The familiar dizziness slowly flowed through the blood to the top of the head.
This moment..
What is the Rain Country?
What is Rain Village?
What demigod?
What war.
It seemed as if he had forgotten all about it.
Seven hours and forty minutes.

This is the time when he crosses the Rain Country and reaches three battlefields. His subordinates know it, and so do his enemies.
Therefore, every time he disappeared from a battlefield, within seven hours and forty minutes, his subordinates would make all preparations and wait for his arrival, and his enemies would also make deployments based on his subordinates' feedback.
But what no one knows is.

In fact, it only took him seven hours to reach the battlefield.
The extra forty minutes was a reward he gave himself.
During these forty minutes, he didn't have to think about anything.
He doesn't even have to think about who he is.
Because
Every day, when he opened his eyes, he was surrounded by people who depended on him, but there was no one he could depend on.
In such a huge country of rain, there are few people who can take over his place.
There was one before, his godson, who possessed a very strange bloodline limit.
Unfortunately, he died at the hands of Konoha.
He is a little tired.
Unfortunately, this fucked up world doesn't allow him to say he's tired to anyone.
Whenever he showed even a little bit of fatigue.
Don't talk about enemies
The subordinates who had fought with him for three years would panic first.
Ten minutes later.
A cigarette burns to the end
Salamander Hanzo stretched lazily.
He felt as if his energy had recovered a little.
Looking at the heavy rain outside.
Some inspiration seemed to emerge in his mind.
So he took out a small notebook.
This is his second hobby.
Keep a journal.
In other words, writing essays.
Write whatever comes to mind.
Just as he thought
He is alone
He couldn't even find someone to talk to.
A few days ago, he heard that the Wind Shadow Tianshui Yu Lizhan from the Land of Sand went to take a hot spring bath, and then his wife chased him for three blocks with a kitchen knife.
After hearing the news, his subordinates all clapped their hands in joy. If they had known the news earlier, they might have been able to launch a surprise attack on the steel town.
And what about him?
After hearing this news, the most common thought was envy.
The poison sac in his abdomen gave him abilities comparable to his bloodline limit, allowing him to generate chakra containing poisonous mist, so that he earned the title of demigod. To be honest, he actually wanted to laugh. How could he be so worthy as to dare to use the word "god".

Twenty years ago, the God of Ninja was still alive. As someone who had lived through that era, he had seen what God was like.
But what can he do?

Does he dare to deny this title?
Denial is the biggest blow to the Rain Country.
That's too far.
His poison sac destined him to be alone for the rest of his life.
"When I was a child, I hid in my bed and listened to the sound of rain outside. That was when I felt the safest."

"When I grew up, I was at the Rain Ninja secret base, watching the drizzle outside. I vaguely remember a lone goose in the sky crying. I thought, that was like me..."

"At this moment, I am alone in the cave, listening to the sound of raindrops outside."

"Before I knew it, my temples have turned gray. I have experienced all the joys and sorrows of life. I'd better let the rain outside the cave fall until dawn."

"good."

Looking at the article I wrote in the notebook.

A rare smile appeared on the face of Hanzo Salamander. Over the years, he felt that this should be the best essay he had written. If the Rain Country had not been blocked by the three major countries, he had a feeling that perhaps he could publish his essay in a book, which would definitely become a bestseller.
"so"

After putting away the notebook, Salamander Hanzo couldn't help but feel a little emotional.

If there were no wars, no ninjas, and his parents had not died in the war.
Instead, let him walk in the warm sunshine.

“Maybe I’ll be a writer?”

Forty minutes exactly.
Salamander Hanzo slowly put the mask on his face.
The relaxed, sentimental Salamander Hanzo disappeared...
Instead, a stern face and eyes as sharp as knives
Taking a deep breath, Hanzo stepped into the heavy rain.
Then, tilt your head slightly
A kunai flew past his ear.
"Iwagakure? Sunagakure? Or Konoha?"

Hanzo pulled out the long sword from behind him, and with a flash of his body, he flashed behind the ninja.
"Whoosh!"

After one cut, Hanzo of the Salamander was stunned.

He actually missed.

That ninja actually used the instant body technique to move behind him at a speed almost the same as his own.
"interesting."

His name as a demigod was half because of the poison of the salamander, and the other half was because of his lightning-fast and unpredictable water-based body-snap technique, which was due to his natural affinity for water. In fact, others only knew about his poison, but ignored that his water-based body-snap technique was not much weaker than his poison.
"Ding~ding~"

“Ding~Ding~”

In the heavy rain
No one in sight
All that could be heard was the occasional sound of weapons colliding and sparks flying everywhere.
"Pfft~~"

The sound of a knife cutting flesh.
Salamander Hanzo looked at the blood dripping from his blade along with the rain, and then looked at the ninja opposite him who seemed to be out of breath.
"No matter who you are, you have earned my respect. How about you tell me your identity and join my Rain Ninja? I can give you a chance to live. How about that?"

"Whoosh!!"

The ninja on the other side didn't seem to want to bother with Hanzo. Instead, he threw a few kunai and then retreated, obviously trying to escape.
"run?"

Salamander Hanzo raised his mouth slightly under his mask and followed after him. So far, there was no one in this ninja world that he couldn't catch up with.
“Where are the people??”

Salamander Hanzo couldn't help but scratch his hair.

He tracked the ninja all the way, but he completely lost all trace of him near a small village in the Rain Country. Yes, all traces seemed to disappear in that instant.
"So, is it some kind of scheme?"

Salamander Hanzo narrowed his eyes slightly.

However, he still chose to walk into the town
He is the leader of the Rain Country and Rain Village. His subordinates even call him Rain Shadow.
Then he must be responsible for this.

Of course, he also had confidence that the real god had passed away, and now, no one could kill him. All conspiracies and tricks were just ridiculous decorations in front of absolute strength.
"War"

Walking in this dilapidated town, Hanzo Salamander felt a little emotional.

Most of the national wars between ninjas will not intentionally involve villages, towns and cities. However, that is not absolute. If one side is defeated and has no resources or physical objects, will they leave these places unplundered?
impossible.

It is obvious that this town has been plundered more than once.
"Pfft!!"

Suddenly, a noise caught the attention of the Salamander Hanzo. In the heavy rain, under the eaves of a house, a little red-haired boy seemed to have fainted due to exhaustion.
　I had guests at home today and drank too much.

　　I tried to restart myself in the afternoon, but failed. When I opened my eyes, it was already 4:30.

　　I will try my best to do the evening update.
　　
　
(End of this chapter)