Problems Gradually Discovered
Chapter 70 Gradually Discovered Problems
The next day, at the venue for negotiating the gold sales price.
Unlike the last time in the Land of Rivers where the bodyguards had to stay outside, this time all the bodyguards were arranged in different rooms.
"That thing on his back is the real him, I carelessly..."
Yuan Wei dejectedly recounted his experience of being knocked unconscious.
The face-painted man carried a puppet on his back and was a Sand Ninja Village ninja, so he naturally assumed his opponent was skilled in puppetry. His first thought was definitely to target the main body directly.
Especially since his strength and speed had been greatly improved after special training, he naturally wanted to take advantage of his strengths. He even created two illusionary clones on the way to interfere with judgment. Seeing the opponent's slow and clumsy dodging, he felt confident. But the other guy's 'main body' directly split open, the attack missed, and he was grabbed by the puppet.
Then he was knocked unconscious.
His idea of attacking wasn't wrong. Opponents skilled in puppetry must be targeted at the main body, but the attack method lacked variation, was too rash, and his information gathering ability was average...
A bunch of his teammate's problems flashed through Lin Ke's mind. In summary, although his impulsive personality had improved somewhat, it was still a bit impetuous in actual combat.
Actually, if he were in Yuan Wei's place fighting Kankuro, he probably wouldn't have been very confident either.
Because Yuan Wei really lacked a decisive move, or rather, he lacked everything.
He wasn't particularly good at taijutsu, only his physical fitness was relatively outstanding. He had even less skill in ninjutsu and Genjutsu. He was a complete blank slate. To sum it up, he was a bit like, um...
A youthful version of Mizuki.
Xia's only strong point was that because she had always wanted to become a Ninja Doctor, her Chakra control ability was better, and she could gather Chakra faster in close combat. That's why she was able to briefly stalemate in the fight with Temari (before she opened her fan).
"Sorry, boss," Yuan Wei said in a low mood.
[As expected, as a passerby, he has no training value at all?]
Lin Ke wasn't surprised and accepted this calmly, saying, "It's okay."
"I—" Yuan Wei seemed to want to say something, but was interrupted.
"I said, it's okay." Lin Ke looked into his eyes and said, "You didn't disappoint me."
Disappointment only comes after hope.
There was never any hope, so how could there be disappointment? This was also why he had always treated his two companions as meat shields.
Yuan Wei was speechless, and Xia was silent beside him. They were both shrouded in past falsehoods, completely unaware that it didn't represent 'anger at their lack of progress', but a deeper level of 'indifference'. They were just immersed in guilt and unable to extricate themselves.
Were they worthy of their boss using secret techniques to train them? Could they keep up with their boss's pace? Would they...
Be left far behind by their boss?
"Good morning." Temari's sudden arrival interrupted the two's thoughts, "The three of you."
Since the people protected by Konoha Village and Sand Ninja Village were the same, they were in the same room, but the room was large and they were on opposite sides, not interfering with each other.
Lin Ke returned a cold look. At this moment, and even in the future during the Konoha Crush Plan, she was undoubtedly an enemy.
Enemies, of course, are best off dead.
"You're handsome, but always so cold." Temari chuckled, "You'll be disliked by girls in the future."
She was saying strange things here, while Gaara in the distance was looking with a face full of murderous intent and twisted expressions. Kankuro next to him still had bruises on his cheeks that hadn't faded—
Yuan Wei was quickly taken down by him, and he was kicked over by the Jonin Nara Yan Shui.
It couldn't be helped that the room was filled with a strange atmosphere. They had a small friction yesterday, but indeed no one would take action.
Time passed little by little. Soon, the morning meeting ended, and the two distinct groups followed the Land of Fire merchant's team back to the hotel.
During a brief exchange of information, Nara Yan Shui said very directly, "The Land of Fire merchant may have a problem, just like you said."
"This morning, he was the first to propose selling the Gold Mine to Sand Ninja Village, at a price even lower than when he bought it before."
His expression was very serious when he spoke. It was difficult for ninjas to interfere with what clients did. After all, every merchant or noble represented a continuous stream of missions, and perhaps other messy relationships and connections. Offending one could lead to losing many missions.
Ninja villages also needed economic support.
Being able to issue A-Rank Missions meant that the other party had already entered the noble level of the country, just like the difficulty description of A-Rank Missions: [Missions related to the movements of the ninja village and the country].
In most cases, if C-Rank Missions and B-Rank Missions differed too much from the mission description itself, the Jonin had the right to give up. But even Jonin might die on A-Rank Missions.
In this situation, abandoning an A-Rank Mission...
Nara Yan Shui didn't say anything. Even in Konoha, the publicly stated view of ninjas was that they were tools. Tools abandoning those who hired them was something they couldn't tolerate.
"Be careful," he said to his three subordinates, his voice slightly heavy, before returning to his post.
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Three days earlier, Land of Fire, Tanzaku Street, a hotel once inhabited by a Land of Fire merchant.
"Huh? Was this hotel here yesterday?"
A gambler, reeking of alcohol, glanced around at the entrance, finding it completely empty. He swaggered inside and, seeing the front desk deserted, shouted in a loud voice, "Is anyone here?"
"Is anyone here?" he called out a few times, then simply walked into the hotel on his own initiative.
He walked and shouted, "Is anyone here?"
The echoing sounds in the overly empty environment made the drunken gambler feel a little uneasy, but he didn't think too much about it. Tired and sleepy, he just wanted to quickly find a staff member, check in, and get some sleep so he could continue gambling at the casino that night.
"Is anyone here?" He reached the second floor and shouted again, feeling a bit parched and exhausted, so he leaned against the wall and sat down.
Just as he was about to drift off to sleep, his nose, usually dulled by smoke, alcohol, and perfume, finally became a little more sensitive, picking up a strange smell, like...
"The smell of blood?!" The gambler stood up abruptly. Killing someone in Tanzaku Street was like going against the Land of Fire!
He mustered his courage, his heart filled with trepidation, and followed the scent, soon arriving at a half-open door. He took a deep breath, then reached out and pushed the door open.
A chaotic scene of corpses met his eyes. Some were dressed in samurai attire, others in linen clothes... A dozen or so bodies were scattered on the floor, with no signs of a struggle.
The gambler looked at the Land of Fire merchant, dressed in a gorgeous kimono, sitting in a chair with his head tilted to the side, long since passed away, and couldn't help but swallow hard.
"Gulp~"
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