In Naruto, the more harems you have, the stronger you are.

Therefore, no pregnant woman would expect to give birth to a girl when she is pregnant for the first time.

Therefore, Aunt Karula's love for girls made Juan feel a little difficult to understand.

The smile on Karula's face grew brighter, and she stretched out her fair jade-like hand and gently stroked her curly hair.

"Because he likes girls."

Chapter 171 Master

"Does Lord Kazekage like his daughter very much?"

Juan narrowed her clear and bright eyes slightly, enjoying the comfortable feeling of Jialuo's gentle touch on her hair, and asked softly with curiosity in her heart.

Karula nodded gently, still stroking the curly hair with that extremely gentle gesture.

A gentler, kinder smile appeared on her face, and love flashed in her eyes:

"Yes, he really likes daughters. Whenever he stays at home, he will lie next to my belly every day and say with absolute certainty that it is definitely a daughter."

Juan blinked his big, fluttering eyes, and an ignorant expression appeared on his delicate little face.

Then he suddenly realized, nodded with admiration on his face and said:

"As expected of you, Lord Kazekage. Could it be that you have learned about the bad habit of favoring boys over girls in the village, so you want to set a good example yourself?"

Karuru couldn't help but burst out laughing.

The man simply liked his daughter.

But Karula did not interrupt the little girl's beautiful fantasy.

She gently stroked her curly hair with her left hand, and slowly stroked her belly, which was already nine months pregnant, with her right hand.

There was a smile on her face that was full of maternal radiance.

……

Li Fan stood quietly in the endless desert, looking at the sandstorm that was raging wildly around him.

He shook his head helplessly, turned around and walked into the magical space.

With the continuous increase of chakra amount and the continuous improvement of physical fitness.

Now when I travel through the world again, I won’t exhaust my chakra like I did in the previous times.

Although there is not much left.

It has been more than six days since I left the Sand Village, and I don’t know how the village is doing now.

"The Sand Village is developing so fast nowadays."

"Every time I see the Sand Village now, I can't believe my eyes. I even wonder if I'm still in a dream."

Everyone sat around the dining table.

A petite and cute girl, with a look of surprise still on her face, couldn't help but exclaim.

Hongyue, who had just returned, was still wearing the Fengying cloak.

She casually put her cloak aside, moved a chair aside, sat on it leisurely, and said jokingly:

"Le Man, you only come back to the village after a few days, so you will naturally feel that there have been huge changes."

Le Man showed regret on his face and said slowly:

"I don't want to run around all the time, but I have no choice. To trade with those guys, I have to be there in person."

Ye Cang picked up the bowl and chopsticks, picked up the dishes on the table, and then put them in the rolled bowl sitting next to him.

After completing this series of actions, she rolled her eyes and smiled at Le Man:

"Then next time you go out, let me take care of the trade on your behalf, and you can just rest in the village for a few days. How about that, Commander Le Man?"

Leman, who was about to eat a piece of fish, heard this.

She quickly picked up the speed of biting the fish in her mouth, swallowed it in one breath, put down her bowl and chopsticks, and waved her hands quickly, saying:

"Sister Ye Cang, how can I trouble you with this?"

Ye Cang waved his hand nonchalantly, still smiling and saying:

"It's not a big deal. After all, we just need someone of status to be there and take charge, right?"

"I just take it as a walk outside, and I can also enjoy the scenery outside."

Seeing this, Le Man nodded somewhat embarrassedly:

"Well then, thank you for your hard work, Sister Ye Cang."

Hongyue looked at the people chatting lively and couldn't help but sighed with some disappointment:

"Recently, fewer and fewer civilians have moved here. In the past, there were thousands of people every day, but now there are only about 100 to 200 people a day."

Yang Yan, who was still wearing a kimono and began to help share some secretarial work, heard this.

A wry smile appeared on her charming and beautiful face, and she said softly:

"The war has been over for half a year. I'm afraid other countries have already noticed it."

A few months ago, the Sand Village has been doing its best to absorb refugees from the surrounding areas and civilians who are willing to come into the village.

In order to enhance one's own strength.

But now half a year has passed.

I'm afraid that no matter how stupid the major powers are, they have already noticed something and have begun to take some countermeasures.

The increasingly scarce number of migrant populations is proof of this.

Karu, who was sitting next to him, interrupted:

"The positions in the factory should be almost full now, right?"

Hongyue nodded, then shook her head:

"We are close to saturation, but according to the plan left by Li Fan, we have to open a few more factories next, and we will definitely not have enough staff."

Ye Cang reached out and gently touched Juan's head, and said nonchalantly:

"Let's wait for that guy to come back and then figure out a solution. Let him worry about it."

Hongyue's tone was full of confidence, and she said firmly:

"Of course, Li Fan will definitely find a way to solve it."

……

"As expected of Orochimaru, you can solve problems like body rejection so quickly."

In an underground base somewhere in Konoha.

Danzo, who was lying on the bed, slowly opened his eyes and then moved his pale arms.

All I saw was that pale arm was covered with three-magatama Sharingan that were constantly rotating!

Those three-magatama Sharingan kept spinning on the arms, looking extremely weird.

Orochimaru, who was sitting next to him, chuckled softly, but a hint of contempt flashed in his eyes.

"It just happens to bring your body into some kind of balance."

"If you use half of your Sharingan at once, your body's balance will be immediately disrupted."

Danzo raised the pale arm and stared at the constantly spinning Sharingan on the arm with some obsession.

"It's okay. I believe you will be able to solve this problem in no time."

The dark smile on Orochimaru's face became more obvious. He stuck out his long tongue and chuckled:

"We're running out of materials lately."

Danzo, who was concentrating on the Sharingan on his arm, heard this.

The smile in his eyes suddenly disappeared, and he said in surprise:

"Didn't we just send you thirty strong men a few days ago?"

"Why is it running out so quickly?"

Orochimaru narrowed his eyes slightly and said nonchalantly:

"Well, I recently found a new research direction, so it's being consumed a little quickly."

Danzo frowned slightly, his expression remained calm, and he said slowly:

"The Sand Village has attracted most of the refugees in the surrounding area."

"The remaining refugees have gradually settled down and started to establish connections with the people around them."

"So if we kidnap too many people in such a short time, it would easily attract Hiruzen's attention."

Orochimaru's smile froze instantly, and then he pretended to be indifferent and said:

"Then I can wait a few more days, but you have to send fifty men over by then."

"By the way, have the two people with the Mangekyō Sharingan in the Uchiha area been found?"

Upon hearing this, Danzo quickly turned his head away, trying to hide the embarrassment on his face.

"There are no clues yet."

"After all, the Root lost too many people half a year ago, and new people are still being trained. Now we can only spare some manpower to conduct investigations while maintaining the most basic daily operations."

"Although the village has funds to pull out the roots, there are still some tasks that need to be done to maintain the expenses."

Orochimaru frowned slightly, and the smile on his face disappeared.

Although his tone was still calm, it contained a hint of threat.

"I don't care about that. Either you send fifty strong men here tomorrow, or you allocate all your manpower to investigate."

After saying this, Orochimaru slowly stood up and looked down at Danzo.

His snake eyes stared at Danzo coldly, and his tone was fanatical:

"The Mangekyō Sharingan, I've been dreaming about it all the time!"

His eyes slowly moved to Danzo's pale arms, looking at the Sharingans staring straight at him.

"You have to hurry up, otherwise you might have health problems someday... hehe!"

"boom!"

With a "bang", the door was suddenly opened and then closed with force, making a dull sound.

Danzo clenched his hands into fists, sat on the bed with a gloomy face, his face full of humiliation.

This guy is getting more and more arrogant.

Suddenly, a Root Ninja appeared in the room like a ghost, half-knelt down, lowered his head, and said in an emotionless and cold voice:

"My Lord, this is an emergency."

"The Third Hokage seems to have vaguely noticed the human experiments that Orochimaru was conducting behind the scenes."

Upon hearing this, Danzo suddenly stood up, with a hint of surprise in his tone:

"How come you noticed it so suddenly?"

"That's impossible. Although the experimental materials supplied to Orochimaru during this period are several times more than before, we have always handled them carefully and tried to choose refugees without identity. What went wrong?"

Danzo frowned, clenched his fists, and kept talking to himself.

Finally, his brows slowly relaxed and he said calmly:

"Forget it. Now that Hiruzen has his suspicions, there's no point in thinking about what went wrong."

"And he should have suspected me, too."

"The only solution now is to sacrifice Orochimaru."

Danzo looked straight ahead, said this, then turned and walked out the door.

But he didn't notice the flash of red in the eyes of the Root ninja who lowered his head.

And the deep hatred that flashed across his face when he saw the densely packed Sharingan on his arm.