Naruto: Experience Pain, Start by Copying the Entire Shinobi World

Water Shadow Office.

It was oppressive and gloomy; even the light seemed to carry a musty smell.

The third generation of Mizukage, Mizunoueshuang, was sitting behind his desk, reviewing a report on the village's financial deficit.

His brows were furrowed, and his face, which should have looked young due to his Ice Release Bloodline, was etched with a haggardness and gloom that did not match his age.

"Thump, thump, thump."

A knock sounded on the door, neither too loud nor too soft.

"Come in."

The door was pushed open, and Mei Terumi walked in. She looked terrible, as if she had just recovered from a serious illness.

Behind her were two men.

One of them was a young man with a lazy smile on his face.

The other one was an old man with his head wrapped in bandages, whose gloomy aura was like that of someone who had crawled out of a grave.

When Mizuki Shizuka's gaze swept over the young man's face, her pupils suddenly contracted.

The calligraphy brush in his hand fell to the table with a thud, the ink spreading into a glaring stain on the expensive scroll.

Shuoye Qianxuan.

The name struck him like a black lightning bolt.

How could it be him?

What is he doing here?!

A terrible thought uncontrollably emerged from the deepest part of my heart.

The Four Shadows Meeting.

The airtight secret meeting in the Land of Iron, targeting Konoha.

They found out.

Konoha knows.

Therefore, they dispatched the sharpest blade in the ninja world to kill and silence witnesses.

Mizuki Shimo felt his hands and feet turn icy cold in an instant, a chill running from his tailbone straight to the top of his head, more bone-chilling than any ice-style ninjutsu he had ever used.

"Lord Mizukage, how have you been?"

Qian Xuan seemed oblivious to his horrified expression, pulled out the chair opposite him, plopped down, and poured himself a cup of tea.

Kakuzu stood behind him like a silent statue, his murky eyes merely glancing indifferently at the furnishings in the office.

Mei Terumi stood to the side, her lips pressed tightly together, saying nothing.

She felt like the sinner who let the wolf into the house.

"Don't be so nervous."

Qianxuan picked up his teacup, blew on it to warm it, and spoke in a relaxed tone, as if he were catching up with an old friend.

"I'm not here to fight today."

Mizuki no Shimo's body was as taut as a stone.

He didn't believe it.

This man had just stood at the village entrance, offering to "split the entire Water Kingdom in two" as a gesture of his "sincerity."

Now he's saying he didn't come here to fight?

"I'm here... to ask you for a few children."

Qianxuan took a sip of tea and said slowly.

"..."

Mizuki Shimo was stunned.

He even doubted whether his ears were hallucinating due to extreme fear.

Child?

He thought what he was waiting for would be a declaration of the annihilation of the village, a clarion call of war.

In the end, all the other party wanted was a few children?

What is this?

Is it humiliating?

"In Kirigakure, there's a brat named Momochi Zabuza."

Qianxuan's fingers tapped lightly on the table, producing a rhythmic "knock-knock" sound.

"You just killed hundreds of classmates in your unique 'graduation exam' and became the sole survivor. Right?"

Mizuki Shizuka's face paled even more.

Of course he knew about Zabuza Momochi.

That was the best and most perfect "work" born from the "blood mist policy" he personally promoted.

A razor-sharp blade that knows only how to kill.

He originally intended to use this knife as one of the most important tools for his future stable rule.

"I've taken a liking to this child."

Qianxuan said.

"..."

"There's another child, named Bai."

Qianxuan continued, his gaze seemingly glancing at Mizuki Frost almost imperceptibly.

"An orphan of the Minazuki clan, skilled in Ice Release. Come to think of it, she's from the same clan as you."

Mizuki Shizuka's mind went blank for a moment.

White?

The Minazuki clan?

He had absolutely no recollection of the bloodlines of those collateral branches of his family.

Under his oppressive policies, possessing a bloodline limit was no longer an honor in Kirigakure, but a sin.

Countless families possessing bloodline limits either went into hiding or fled to distant lands to protect themselves.

He had no idea that among his people was an orphan named "Bai".

This man actually knows more about the village than I, the Water Shadow, do?

"Oh, right, there's one last one."

Qianxuan seemed to remember something.

"The Kaguya clan member is named Kimimaro. They're the most warlike and stubborn warrior race. I heard you recently wiped them out; there must be a few survivors, right? This child has good talent; he possesses the Shikotsumyaku (Corpse Bone Pulse)."

Kaguya Kimimaro?

Mizuki Shimo had absolutely no recollection of this name.

The Kaguya clan was indeed wiped out on his orders.

Because those lunatics were disobedient and even attempted to rebel.

He didn't care whether there were any survivors.

In his eyes, those were all unstable garbage that should be eliminated.

But now, this man is treating what he considers "trash" as treasure, demanding each item by name.

At this moment, Mizuki Shimo finally understood.

This is not a disgrace.

This is blatant, undermining him right in front of him!

Moreover, it was done in a way that he had absolutely no chance to resist!

Qianxuan drank the tea in his cup in one gulp, then raised his head and looked at Terumi Mei, who had remained silent the whole time.

His face once again revealed that harmless smile.

"By the way, Lord Mizukage."

"Personally, I would also like to sincerely invite Ms. Mei Terumi to visit our Konoha for a period of time... well, an uncertain friendly visit and academic exchange."

Qianxuan's tone was full of sincerity.

"After all, our two villages should visit each other more often to strengthen our relationship."

What do you think?

boom!

Mizuki Shimo felt as if her skull had been struck hard by an invisible hammer.

Mei Terumi's body also trembled violently.

She looked up at Qian Xuan in disbelief.

That bastard!

He's not only taking the village's genius with him, he's also packing himself up and taking him with him?!

Moreover, it was done under the guise of a "friendly visit"!

Mizuki's lips trembled; he wanted to say "no."

But the word "no" seemed to be stuck in his throat like a boulder, impossible to utter.

Looking at Qian Xuan's kind smile, he felt it was more terrifying than the most hideous demon.

He knew that all he had to do was say "no".

The next second, this man will use his so-called "sincerity" to let the entire Hidden Mist Village know what "friendliness" means.

He couldn't afford the cost of rejection.

Even the Hidden Mist Village can't afford it.

Standing behind Sengen, Kakuzu silently lowered his head even further.

His five hearts, which had just gotten used to his boss's way of doing things, were once again violently shocked.

So this is how "talent introduction" works.

People, technology, and even future village leaders were all taken down in one fell swoop.

This is hardly the work of attracting talent.

This is clearly a drastic measure!

Kakuzu suddenly felt incredibly lucky to be this man's CFO, rather than just someone on his "shopping list".

"I……"

With great difficulty, Mizuki Shiso squeezed out a single word through gritted teeth.

Cold sweat poured down his forehead, and his face was completely bloodless.

He knew that from this day forward, the world of Kirigakure was about to change.

And he, the Third Mizukage, will become the most shameful and incompetent joke in the history of Kirigakure.