Red sand dust

"This man is a spy. 』

Daimaru knew from the beginning that Centipede and Yura were the two highest-ranking Anma in the Sand Hidden Village where the Red Sand Scorpion was buried.

Because of the existence of the secret technique, latent brain manipulation sand, which sealed the memory of being an internal agent, the two of them were completely unsuspected and climbed to high positions very smoothly.

Fortunately, Yuliang actually helped Daimaru a lot; but Centipede had tricked Daimaru once. If he hadn't been so powerful, he might have been assassinated.

Of course, before they were exposed, Daimaru had no intention of exposing them. He just wanted to be more careful when dealing with them. If nothing happened, stay away from them.

However, this was the first time that Jounin Centipede came to his door.

After Daimaru tidied up the messy conference room, he received the uninvited Jonin Centipede.

He specifically chose a time when no one else was around. Centipede definitely didn't want others to know that he had been there.

After sitting down opposite Daimaru, he looked at a large pile of hastily arranged drawings and asked with a smile:

"Are you worried about going south to expand the ocean?"

Daimaru nodded and replied:

"The Ninja Village is not a charity organization, and ninjas are not a profession that only pays without expecting anything in return. If there are no benefits, I can't convince others to follow me to take risks..."

This is the truth. If there is no benefit in sight and Sunagakure Village is not wealthy, it will not support Daimaru's actions.

Even if Daimaru forces him to do it, there will be no good results. Anyway, the village is currently in good momentum. It would be great to complete more tasks and earn more commissions when he has time.

The endless sea is too dangerous. How can the sky full of yellow sand make the sand ninja feel at ease?

"The long-term benefits are all in vain, and no one will listen to you. However, as long as you can get fresh water, someone will definitely follow your lead..."

Jounin Centipede, who has more than ten years of life experience than Daimaru, said with emotion,

"For decades, no one has thought of some fanciful ways to find water, but none of them have succeeded..."

In the end, everyone is still thinking about groundwater. However, in the dry and rainless country of the wind, groundwater replenishment is very slow. If it is extracted too much, some serious problems may occur.

In recent years, the sand ninjas have also discovered that problems such as frequent interruptions, diversions, and pollution of groundwater can no longer be ignored.

Why are there so many laundromats in Sunagakure Village and they can still support a large number of civilian families?

Water is getting more and more expensive, and no one is willing to use fresh water to wash clothes at home. Laundries share the cost evenly based on the large volume. The profit is not much higher, but the business volume is indeed greater than before.

If his mother hadn't been running a laundry, Daimaru wouldn't have been able to appreciate such subtle changes.

As for Jounin Centipede's emotion, Daimaru smiled and didn't say much.

Daimaru and the other party are not very familiar with each other, and they don't want to tell each other their private matters and inner thoughts.

As if aware of Daimaru's indifference, Jounin Centipede coughed slightly awkwardly and said:

"I heard something from Senior Fu Yi, and I admire your forge ahead very much. Although Sha Li, Juan, myself and some others can't help much, we are still willing to help if necessary..."

"Well..."

Daimaru tidied up his words and said carefully,

"Actually, in the end, the problem all comes down to the shortage of money and people. There is really nothing I can do about this..."

Coming from a commoner's family, the disadvantage of having a shallow background was fully exposed. The powerful elders could easily mobilize two or three jounin, more than a dozen chuunin, and dozens or hundreds of genin to implement their own will.

Daimaru struggled to open a workshop to sell puppets, but finally bought a piece of land. Not only was he burdened with a large loan, but it was also a defective area that others didn't value much.

The only manpower that can be mobilized is Yemu and Qian, as well as a bunch of employees and apprentices in the workshop. When letting the air combat troops do personal things for themselves and use official equipment for private purposes, they have to be careful, for fear of being caught.

The money issue is a little easier to solve. If you are shameless and raise money in the name of the village, you might be able to do it; the manpower issue is basically powerless without the support of the village.

"I don't know much about things that are too professional. But I can still help if I can do a small favor. If you don't mind, I can introduce some people to you..."

Recommended?

Daimaru's heart tightened, and he looked at the senior jounin in front of him warily.

"Is he from the village?"

Centipede shook his head:

"My ancestor was also a Sand Ninja. He later turned to business and left the village. He was well-known in the daimyo, Kawa Country, and Fire Country. If we can get support, money and manpower will not be a problem..."

Centipede said frankly that based on the information he got from the Red Sand Scorpion, Daimaru didn't know what kind of conspirators in the village were controlled by the Submersible Manipulator.

The Red Sand Scorpion was a little worried about Daimaru's current state. He didn't want others to know that he was still alive, and he was also a little unsure of his state after removing the hidden brain manipulation sand.

Daimaru did not inform the village of the existence of the Red Sand Scorpion. It was because of the side effects of manipulating the sand in his subconscious mind that he did not remember it; or it was because he had vague thoughts when he was about to die and had no memory of that time; or he simply had ulterior motives and wanted to bargain. It’s something that needs to be confirmed.

The Jonin Centipede in Sand Hidden Village had a much simpler idea.

Silence!

No matter what, eliminating the danger is the first priority! Once the identity is exposed, the red sand scorpion can leave the village, but the centipede cannot escape.

The original decision to put Daimaru in danger of being assassinated was purely to eliminate risks that were not under his control, but he failed.

"The forces outside the village!"

Daimaru looked deeply at Jounin Centipede and suppressed the murderous intention in his heart.

"This guy must be looking for trouble with me!" 』

Put yourself in the middleman's position, put aside suspicion, and let Daimaru handle the rest.

Nowadays, Daimaru can be regarded as a famous Jonin. Even if Centipede takes action himself, he may not be Daimaru's opponent, but since he has laid a trap, he must be quite confident.

There are not many people who can hold a big pill firmly, and even fewer people have anything to do with centipedes.

"The Scorpion of Red Sand has returned!" And Deidara..."

"Akatsuki" organizes a team of two to monitor each other and will never be separated.

If it were these two people, Daimaru was really no match. If you are accidentally ambushed, you may not be able to escape.

The patient Jounin Centipede waited quietly for Daimaru to think for a while.

It would be strange for such a big matter to be decided rashly. After a long time, Daimaru replied hesitantly:

"Let me think about it for a while... I will give you an accurate answer the day after tomorrow!"

"good!"

Jounin Centipede simply stood up and left after exchanging a few words. Daimaru, who was left behind, was thinking about whether he could get some benefits from this incident...