The Steady King of Konoha

The three members of Hayama's team returned to the Konoha camp in suffocating silence. Before handing over the task, Yamanaka Yura left the team first and went straight to the Yamanaka Clan's headquarters.

Yamashiro Chen snorted coldly when he saw this and said: "How rude."

Hayama chuckled, with a smile on his face, and said softly: "All ninjas in big families are like this. I'm very proud. Please bear with me."

Shancheng Chenji shivered. Nearly half a year of being a teammate gave him a certain understanding of his own captain's temper. The more 'gentle' he speaks, the more murderous intent he has in his heart!

Looking at Baiyun Yeshan in front of him, who was a head shorter than himself, Yamashiro Tatsu became more and more respectful. He couldn't help but think of the result of divination when he was a child: there must be a noble person to help him in his destiny. It's not that Yamashiro Tatsu is superstitious, but the reality is here, he can't help but not believe it!

"Captain Hayama, it's important to hand over the mission. A character like this who has been abandoned by the family will not get your hands dirty."

Ye Shan's eyes narrowed and he stared at Shancheng Chen who lowered his head for a few seconds. He laughed and said, "Chen, where did you think you were going? Okay, okay, let's not talk about this anymore."

After saying that, he walked straight past the young man who bowed his head and went straight to the task management office.

As expected by Hayama, the camp is now in chaos, and from time to time, powerful teams gather and set off. However, this kind of fueling tactic will not have much impact on the overall situation, unless Konoha gathers ten Jonin teams at once

And use the Flying Thunder God to provide precise support, otherwise, those fishing Konoha 'elites' will be dead.

"Report, Baiyun Yeshan, captain of the 7th Squadron of the 7th Squadron of the 1st Combat Brigade, is here to hand over the mission."

The usually gentle and warm voice was now full of anger: "Come in!"

Walking into the tent, the light suddenly dimmed, causing Hayama to close his eyes slightly. At the same time, he carefully looked at the ninja sitting in the front seat. This man was thin and small, wearing a Konoha Ninja Village standard combat vest, with a forehead protector on his head, and looked calm.

There was frost on Wei's face. It was obvious that he was in a bad mood.

"Director Sarutobi, this is our team's battle report."

A black scroll was handed to Sarutobi Hokata by the waiter. Sarutobi Hokata is now 27 years old and at the peak of his ninja age, but he is just an ordinary jounin, and the Sarutobi clan is just a pure ninja family.

, there is no limit to blood inheritance. His ability to become the fourth in command of Konoha Camp in the Land of Rain is all due to his Hokage cousin. He has a square face but is narrow-minded, with joy and anger hanging on his face.

, has no castle, and has long been disliked by Konoha ninjas, but everyone dares to be angry and dare not speak out. Thanks to a series of reforms by the second-generation Hokage Senju Tobirama, the Hokage's power has reached its peak in the village, and

Even the founder of the village, the Uchiha clan, had to look up to him, let alone the civilian ninjas. Every task handover was jokingly called a criticism meeting, and Hayama was hit by a volcano today.

Sure enough, Sarutobi Kagata threw the battle report into the trash can without even looking at it. This move made the anger on Hayama's face flash away, and then his face was full of smiles, and he was careful.

"Area 33 is one of the breakthrough points for Iwa Ninja. Why didn't you stop the enemy's invasion?"

Look, these are the stupid words of the fourth leader. Even though he has heard others say it many times, Hayama is still extremely surprised at this moment. Can such a person really be a leader? Lead nearly four thousand Konoha elites on the front line to victory?

Before Ye Shan could speak cautiously, the waiter who was obviously a domestic slave next to him said: "Sanlang, they must have escaped from the battlefield and were afraid of fighting! The village has spent a lot of resources to cultivate a group of trash!"

The blood in Ye Shan's body surged, and he could no longer keep the smile on his face. He stood there expressionless, staring blankly at the ground, as if there was some beautiful scenery there. There were bursts of bitterness in his heart, cultivation? resources? from him

From the moment Baiyun Yeshan became a ninja,

I have never used the village resources! The Taijutsu and the Three Body Techniques were left behind by the cheap dad, and a few C-level ninjutsus were the trophies of his killing enemies! The so-called resources have long been shared by several big families.

Once it was empty, their huge base of civilian ninjas couldn't even drink the soup!

Sarutobi Kagata frowned tightly. The words of the house slave played into his hands. He wanted to drag the young ninja in front of him out and whip him fifty times, but because there was no evidence, he became even more angry at the thought of this. He picked up the

Cup, with a flick of his wrist, the cup made a semicircle and flew towards Hayama's left face.

"Crack!"

The well-made cup hit Ye Shan hard on the cheek, and the hot water in the cup made his skin red. However, he remained motionless.

"Trash, a bunch of trash, even the bastards of the Earth Kingdom can't stop you. The village has no use raising you! Get out, get back here, I will report your performance on the battlefield to the Hokage-sama, and wait for you to go to jail!"

Baiyun Yeshan still lowered his head and slowly walked out of the tent. The two guards at the door looked at him with ridicule. As ninjas trained by the Sarutobi clan, they were full of confidence in their own strength and thought they were qualified to ridicule those in front of them.

This Chuunin still had a piece of tea leaf hanging on his face.

As if Ye Shan had not experienced the humiliation, a warm smile appeared on his face again, and the smile was so wide that his already narrow eyes narrowed into slits!

Yamashiro Chen, who was waiting outside, naturally heard the undisguised words of humiliation in the tent. He was originally full of anger, and when he saw Hayama's smile, he shuddered unconsciously, and the hairs on his back stood up, as if he was being stared at by a poisonous snake.

generally!

...........

In the rest tent, Hayama was lying with his clothes on, his ninja bag placed on both sides of his hands, and his whole body was calm.

"team leader?"

"Um?"

"Can this village really win this war?"

Hayama turned his head slightly and looked at Yamashiro Chen who was also lying down. This was his teammate who had been in the team for the longest time. He had personally saved him twice. It can be said that without his rescue, the other party's name would have been engraved to comfort his soul.

On the monument.

After pondering for a long time, Ye Shan, who was steady and steady, still couldn't express what was in his heart and said softly: "Go to sleep."

"oh"

There was no sound in the tent, only the patter of raindrops.

Hayama's thoughts were rolling in the sound of rain. This ninja world is not passionate at all. This world is full of hunger, disease, killing, and war. Big and small battles happen every day. Every day, there are many unexplained battles between people who don't know why they fight.

Death, there are also people who shout the brightest slogans and do the filthiest things.

Will of Fire? Just a slogan.

A so-called companion? Just a valuable tool.

Years of fighting have exhausted Hayama physically, and the cold looks from the village have exhausted Hayama mentally. This is a Konoha shinobi village during World War II that does not look at qualifications or contributions, but only by surname. Why do those family ninjas enjoy the richest wealth?

Resources are provided, but they can practice with peace of mind? Why are civilian ninjas performing the most dangerous tasks and shedding the most blood, but they are unable to progress because of their origins?

Ye Shan couldn't understand what a companion was before, nor what a resource was, but now he understands.

The so-called companions refer to ninjas who can rely on their lives on the battlefield; the so-called resources are not money, but ninjutsu.

That's right, in the ninja world, resources equal ninjutsu, and ninjutsu equals resources.

The simplest example is the Iwa Ninja who has the Explosive Release Blood Succession Boundary. He enjoys far more resources than Hayama. Apart from the special ninjutsu brought by the Blood Succession Boundary, the secret art hardening technique he used, Earth Release...

Tulong and Lianqiang are all ninjutsu that Hayama covets, but he just can't learn them.

The release of Ninjutsu does not mean success by forming seals. The complex meridians in the human body determine this. The performance of each Ninjutsu not only requires the caster to form seals, but also requires the caster to condense chakra according to specific lines.

, and the seal is the indicator that guides the flow of chakra. Without professional guidance, a ninja who practices randomly will have no other end than disordered meridians.

There are only two ways to inherit Ninjutsu: family inheritance and master-disciple inheritance. In terms of family, Baiyun Yeshan's family is just a lowly family named after the street; in terms of master-disciple, it has been two years since Yeshan's teacher died.

, this determines the embarrassing situation of Hayama Sora, who has a chakra but no skills. In peacetime, he can live as an ordinary ninja, but Hayama knows that there will be a third or fourth Ninja World War, and he will not master it in a day.

When a powerful Ninjutsu becomes a Jonin, he has to be cannon fodder for a day!

The despair of reality made Hayama begin to hate those superior family ninjas; the danger of licking blood every day even made him hate the village system! It’s funny to say, even though Hayama is not familiar with the original work, with the help of nine years of compulsory education in his previous life,

He still saw through the shortcomings of the first Hokage's organization of establishing the Ninja Village at a glance.

The original intention of the establishment of the Ninja Village was to avoid years of fighting between large and small Ninja clans, to use powerful force to conquer each Ninja clan, and to force them to join the village and become a family in order to achieve the purpose of peaceful coexistence. In the Konoha Ninja Village, this

This approach was successful. However, this world is not only the Kingdom of Fire, but also the Kingdom of Fire.

There are four major countries: the Kingdom of Earth, the Kingdom of Water, the Kingdom of Wind, and the Kingdom of Thunder, with countless small countries attached. Due to the superiority of the ninja village system in the early days, various countries followed suit and established their own ninja villages.

The country's ninjas gathered together and formed an organization, which created a situation where big countries competed for supremacy and small countries suffered.

The establishment of the Ninja Village was contrary to the original intention of the first Hokage. The organized and disciplined ninjas, indoctrinated by the ideology of homeland, fought more bloodyly, just like the original intention of the Maxim machine gun, which makes people laugh.

In this case, in order to avoid the loss of the family's ninja power or the dilution of the ninja's voice in the village, the second generation Hokage opened a ninja school to train civilians to become ninjas. A large number of civilians were simply taught and then poured into the battlefield to survive.

The proportion is less than one third!

Of course, the companions of family ninjas are ninjas of the same clan, while the companions of civilian ninjas, apart from acquaintances they have known each other since childhood, only have chakra and ninjutsu!

This is Baiyun Yeshan's way of survival in this cold world, and it is also the inevitable result of survival of the fittest.

It's cold, but it's reality.