Naruto: The Tavern Speech Begins to Make the Land of Rain Great

With the store manager's smile, a flat, tablet-like object was pushed in front of Fujiwara Akira.

On the tablet, there are nearly a hundred exquisite and vivid ninja tools labeled from top to bottom.

The shopkeeper's fingertips slid across the tablet, and the rows of ninja tools continued to slide downwards.

"Sir, you may choose for yourself."

Akira Fujiwara was also intrigued when he saw the equipment.

He reached out and, mimicking the store manager, swiped a few times on the tablet.

Can this thing really move?

Akira Fujiwara was an aristocrat who had seen smart products such as computers and televisions.

But this is the first time I've used a touchscreen tablet.

He felt a sudden urge to buy the tablet.

"Do you sell this?"

Fujiwara Akira raised his head, staring intently at the shop manager, awaiting his reply.

"This is an auxiliary tool in our store. There are only a handful in the entire Xiaoguang City, so of course we don't sell it."

Two hundred thousand taels.

Fujiwara Akira extended a hand.

Two hundred thousand taels is definitely not a low price; it's basically enough to buy two super-large screen TVs in the capital of the Land of Fire.

"Sir, we really aren't selling."

"Five hundred thousand taels."

The store manager smiled, a hint of helplessness in his expression.

"Sir, please don't make things difficult for me."

"Really not selling?"

"Of course."

Fujiwara Akira frowned; he had originally wanted to get a similar tablet.

This will make cross-border transactions more convenient in the future; customers can simply use a tablet to place orders.

"May I ask where you got this tablet?"

For the well-informed Akira Fujiwara, it only took him five seconds to accept the fact that a touch-controlled electronic device existed in the world.

He spent the rest of his time thinking about a problem.

How can we sell this rare item to someone else at a higher price and make a profit from the difference?

This is the mindset of a businessman.

The moment you encounter anything new and interesting, think about its commercial value.

What Fujiwara Akira was thinking about was making shopping more convenient.

It is possible that it could be sold to the capital of the Land of Fire.

Therefore, Akira Fujiwara was extremely curious about where such a product came from.

If possible, buying from the Land of Rain and selling in the Land of Fire might yield a good market.

"Well, to be honest, this is something we just came up with internally."

"If I weren't also a member of the organization, I would never have had the opportunity to enjoy it beforehand."

The store manager's explanation raised questions for Fujiwara Akira.

"organize?"

What organization?

"Yes, organization. Although we are nominally all Amegakure ninja, we are also members of the Akatsuki-kai in addition to our Amegakure identity."

The store manager smiled and explained.

"These two things are not contradictory. We were first and foremost Rain Ninja, and then we became members of the Akatsuki. It's just that in terms of our style of doing things, we follow the Akatsuki's policies, which is more like a belief."

faith?

Fujiwara Akira felt he only vaguely understood; this strange duality was truly baffling.

"So Xiaoguang is in the organization you belong to, and this organization is very powerful?"

Fujiwara Akira was unaware of the situation in the Land of Rain, and he asked a question that would seem quite ridiculous to any person from the Land of Rain.

Everyone knows that the Land of Rain belongs to the Dawn Society.

"certainly."

Fujiwara Akira snapped out of his reverie and continued scrolling through the rows of ninja tools on his tablet.

Scythe, kunai, shuriken.

The price is listed below each ninja tool.

Clicking on it will also show you the specific styles and usage instructions.

The instructions for use can even be a video.

A ninja, in a pristine white room, uses ninja tools to strike his target.

Intuitive and clear.

They quickly scanned the content related to knives, guns, and swords.

Fujiwara Akira discovered that there were still some ninja tools below.

However, he had no way of knowing how those ninja tools worked.

Because the markings on it are on individual scrolls.

Green, red, and white.

"What is this?"

Fujiwara Akira pointed to the rolls.

This immediately prompted a response from the store manager.

"Sir, you have excellent taste. These are some of the latest ninjutsu scrolls researched by our organization."

"A ninjutsu scroll?"

"That's right."

The store manager took the tablet, entered the password, and then clicked on each of the scrolls again.

The first thing I clicked on was a red scroll.

The store manager looked up at Fujiwara Akira and smiled.

"You're probably not a ninja, but perhaps this will interest you."

"I hope so."

Akira Fujiwara looked at the screen on the tablet.

It was a ninja, holding a scroll that was more than half a meter long, with red edges.

He showed off the red reel, then held it with both hands and aimed it at the mannequin in front of him.

He then suddenly unrolled the reel, and a pale blue light emanated from the center of the reel.

The next second, a spherical flame shot out from the reel.

The target was the dummy that the scroll was aimed at.

"Fire Release: Great Fireball Technique!"

With a low shout from the demonstrator, flames quickly engulfed the dummy.

The raging flames gradually climbed up the dummy's body, and in an instant, the dummy's surface turned into charcoal.

The video ends.

Akira Fujiwara gleaned several key points from this video.

First, this scroll can be opened to release ninjutsu.

Second, the ninjutsu released is called the Great Fireball Technique.

Third, this ninjutsu is quite powerful.

Fujiwara Akira hesitated for a moment, then asked.

"This... is it called a ninjutsu scroll?"

"certainly."

The shopkeeper smiled. He had already figured out that the man in front of him was a businessman. This kind of ninjutsu scroll would definitely be much more attractive to him than those kunai.

"Can I look at anything else?"

The store manager smiled and nodded.

After saying that, Fujiwara Akira pointed to the second white reel.

It was a ninja who unfurled the scroll and released a gust of wind that blew the dummy nearly a hundred meters away.

The hurricane even left scars on the mannequin's body.

The third reel is green.

The demonstrator used a kunai to scratch a mark on the back of his hand.

Blood started flowing out.

A green light flashed beneath the scroll's cover.

The next second, the wound miraculously healed.

This is a demonstration of the three scroll bars at the bottom of the tablet.

simply...

Magic.

He looked up and asked.

"Are these reels safe for anyone to use?"

Fujiwara Akira stared intently at the shopkeeper's mouth, hoping for a definite answer.

And the answer is...

"Yes."

Yes.

Fujiwara Akira remained expressionless, but his heart was already in turmoil.

He quickly formed a series of sales methods in his mind.

He was of noble birth, so he naturally knew what nobles worried about most.

Nobles don't lack money or food; what they lack is a sense of security.

It is a life that you only have once.

Health and safety are concerns for every nobleman.

However, the ninja community is characterized by too much uncertainty.

Powerful military force, and unpredictable abilities.

All of this made the nobles deeply wary of them.

Many nobles would train their own assassins.

They are usually physically strong samurai or ninjas who have mastered special skills.

They were either orphans or loyal dogs raised by their families for generations.

However, these assassins have a problem.

too weak.

Faced with powerful ninjas, they were more of a psychological comfort to the nobility.

If they really encounter problems, they still have to spend money to hire the village's ninjas to protect them.

And the ninjutsu scroll before us...

This is exactly what the nobles need most right now.

Even a useless person who can't refine chakra can use powerful ninjutsu.

This can greatly reduce the gap between private armies and ninjas.

This powerful force comes from the roller itself, or rather, from the person who buys the roller, not from the person who uses it.

Therefore, the ownership of this power no longer belongs to a single powerful individual.

Rather, it was the nobility themselves.

What the nobles fear is precisely the possibility that a powerful individual might rebel.

Once they have this power in their own hands...

The more Fujiwara Akira thought about it, the more he felt that this kind of thing had great potential in aristocratic circles.

He asked excitedly.

How many of these reels do you have?

But before the store manager could speak, he continued.

"No."

Fujiwara Akira took out a piece of jade from his waist, on which were engraved a few words.

"I am Fujiwara Akira, the eldest son of the Fujiwara clan, a noble family in the Land of Fire. Please take me to see the leader of the Akatsuki-kai. I have a business deal that I would like to discuss with that gentleman on behalf of the Fujiwara clan."