Konoha's Legacy Master

Two days later, on the plain near the City of Fire.

The white clouds in the sky are like sails floating in the sky.

The warm south wind blows slowly, bringing with it the fresh breath of spring earth.

"Dirty~dirty~哐哧哓哧~"

The jet-black steam train travels slowly through the fertile fields.

Uchiha Tunan was sitting in the carriage, wearing a peaked cap, writing and drawing on the drawing board.

Sitting opposite were a couple and a little girl, obviously a family of three.

I saw the little girl with candy stuffed in her buns, standing on the seat, with her hands on the table, looking curiously at the drawing board in front of Uchiha Tunan.

Amidst the deafening roar of the train, Uchiha Tunan's painting was finally completed.

"For you." Uchiha Tunan smiled tenderly at the little girl, took off the drawing paper and handed it over.

The little girl didn't give in. She grabbed the drawing paper with her pink hands and sat back in her seat, her eyes bent with laughter.

The woman next to me whispered: "Thank you, uncle."

"Thank you, uncle." The little girl shouted sweetly, then pointed at the person in the painting and said: "This is me."

Uchiha Tunan was not surprised by the little girl's name. After all, his physical development seemed to be a little earlier than that of his peers.

Coupled with the recent substantial improvement in physical fitness, the height has increased sharply, and it seems that the age is a bit blurred.

The middle-aged man leaning against the aisle opened his eyes and looked sideways at the drawing paper in the little girl's hand.

What I saw on this drawing paper was the little girl leaning on the table and looking around curiously. The painting was so lifelike that it was just like taking a photo.

The middle-aged man couldn't help but admired: "The painting is really good. Are you a painter?"

Uchiha Tunan leaned back on his seat, holding a drawing board in one hand and spinning a pen in the other, shaking his head and saying:

"No, I am a Konoha ninja who protects my family and country. Painting is just a hobby and I just started learning it."

When the man heard this, he immediately showed a respectful look on his face and said, "It turns out to be Ninja-sama."

Uchiha Tunan chuckled and said calmly: "Please don't call me that. There is no distinction between high and low in profession."

But when he heard that Uchiha Tunan's profession was a ninja, the man obviously wanted to gain some connections and coughed slightly:

"Actually, I also thought about letting Keiko become a ninja, but unfortunately, she doesn't have ninja talent."

Uchiha Tunan looked sideways at the scenery outside the window, and the pen in his hand began to flick over the drawing board, and said leisurely:

"If you want to achieve a class jump, unless your talent and hard work are far beyond ordinary people, most of them still need to be accumulated from generation to generation.

There are so many genin in Konoha, and the rewards for many genin to perform tasks cannot even support their families.

Why are they still unwilling to give up their identity as ninjas?

Many still want to pave the way for the next generation.

Network, resources, knowledge, there are so many benefits.

In some small families, every genin is the hope of the family.

They are all children, and children in Konoha are different from children outside, from medicinal baths to daily food.

They can even learn basic chakra refining techniques from their parents at a very young age, and are ahead of ordinary people from the starting line."

The man sighed after hearing this, touched the little girl's head and said:

"Who doesn't know these things, but it's too difficult to settle in Konoha, and it's not something ordinary families like us can afford."

Uchiha Tunan narrowed his eyes slightly and said leisurely:

"There will be changes in the future, and the world will not bury any talent in the end."

Naturally, the man didn't believe Uchiha Tunan's words, but he still nodded in agreement and said:

"I wonder if you are a genin or chuunin of Konoha?"

Uchiha Tunan lowered his head, carefully sketched the lines on the painting, and said lightly:

"Professional titles don't mean much to me.

Because this is not my goal."

The man had already put his hand into his pocket, seeming to be groping for something.

"So what is your goal? Can you talk about it?"

Uchiha Tunan frowned slightly when he heard this and thought:

"It's hard to say. If you think about it carefully, there are many goals.

If we really want to talk about an ultimate goal.

That's..."

As he spoke, Uchiha Tunan turned to look at the sky outside the window and said slowly:

"I want the sky to be the only thing above my head."

The man was slightly startled and said with a smile:

"It's a bit difficult for people to understand what big people like you say."

Then he took out a business card from his pocket and handed it to Uchiha Tunan respectfully:

"I'm in the business of medicinal materials, selling directly to the Fire City.

If your family needs it, you can send someone to take a look. The price is easy to talk about."

Although this person will rarely interact with me in the future, he still needs to have at least some respect.

Uchiha Tunan nodded slightly, took the business card out of politeness, glanced at it, and put the business card into his ninja bag.

The speed of the steam train is very slow, not much faster than normal people walking.

Uchiha Tunan only saw it by chance, so he came up to take a look at the fresh pictures.

The train in the ninja world has been developed a long time ago, but it has always been relatively useless and has not been popularized.

But from now on, it seems that Naraku is a good student who listens attentively.

I have always kept in mind what Uchiha Tunan taught me: if you want to get rich, build the road first.

There are not many passengers in the steam train. Ninety-nine percent of them are businessmen and accompanying guards.

Their goods are in the carriages at the back.

The only advantage of steam trains is that they have a large transportation capacity, which is better than traditional horse transportation.

Of course, it is not useful for ninjas.

A genin carrying a storage scroll is faster than any other method of transportation.

Suddenly, a white pigeon flew out of the window, landed on Uchiha Tunan's drawing board, and called "Cuckoo" several times.

Uchiha Tunan reached out and patted the white pigeon gently, and said with a smile: "There is no need to remind you about this little thing."

The white pigeon flapped its wings, as if to protest Uchiha Tunan's lack of understanding of the good heart of a bird.

Finally, he tilted his head, jumped onto the table, picked up a little girl's candy, and flew out of the window.

Uchiha Tunan saw the little girl looking at him with big innocent eyes, looking like she wanted to cry but didn't dare.

He immediately gave the little girl an apologetic look.

Immediately, he secretly started whispering in the wind.

In my ears came the roar of the train, the conversation of passengers, the sound of wind, the crawling sound of insects, and a series of running sounds.

"It seems there is a little trouble." Uchiha Tunan gently put down the drawing board, chuckled and shook his head.

At this moment, the iron door in front of the carriage was opened, and the conductor wearing special clothes said with a serious face:

"Everyone is on alert, there seems to be a stray ninja blocking the road ahead."

Uchiha Tunan raised his eyebrows slightly, but he didn't expect that this guy would actually come to drive the train.

"Damn it, how could this happen to me?"

"What should I do? Can I block it?

I spent all my money on this batch of goods."

......

Uchiha Tunan looked at the panicked expressions of the passengers and couldn't help but touch his chin.

I have always maintained a clear understanding of my self-positioning.

I am by no means the protagonist. If my predictions are correct, I should be the biggest villain BOSS in the entire ninja world.

If everyone in the car knew that there was such a big villain sitting in the car, would they feel safer or more dangerous?