Women Will Only Affect My Hand Seals
Evening, Ninja Apartment.
"Knock knock~"
"Ka~" Temari opened the door, looked at Lin Ke standing at the door, and smiled, "What, you want to ask me out?"
Big sister, I'm only ten years old, almost eleven, and you're already a fifteen-year-old woman.
Oh, no, the point is that it's weird for a kid this young to talk about dates.
Lin Ke said expressionlessly, "Someone wants to see you." As he spoke, he formed a hand seal and released the Summoning Jutsu.
The smile on Temari's face remained unchanged, she took half a step back, her muscles tensed, and she said, "How did you know I lived here? I—"
Before she could finish speaking, she saw the translucent Maki-sensei appear out of thin air in front of her, quickly forming a hand seal.
"Release!"
"You two can chat by yourselves." Lin Ke turned around and left, "Twenty minutes, remember to give me the Wind Blade Ninjutsu by then."
He wasn't interested in the content of their conversation. Of course, even if he was interested, he probably wouldn't be able to eavesdrop. Maki, as a Jonin, might not be much in terms of combat power, but he wouldn't have survived all these years if he could be easily eavesdropped on.
It was better to be straightforward and just leave.
A transaction must be good for everyone to have a future. It wasn't worth ruining his reputation for a technique and some information that he probably wouldn't use.
Maki was already a Jonin, so he should know more than just the Wind Blade technique. At the very least, he should know all the Wind Release techniques that Temari knew. There would definitely be other opportunities for cooperation in the future.
Lin Ke went downstairs and returned to his apartment. As soon as he entered, he felt how small it was.
He hadn't felt it much before, but since he started thinking about moving, he suddenly noticed all the flaws in his cozy little home.
The bedroom was small, integrated with the dining room and kitchen, making it look crowded and cluttered. The bathroom was also small, and the bathtub was old and broken...
[Start creating shadows]
Lin Ke took out the Tailed Beast Chakra cube and started working. He was indeed a little wary of the possibility that the shadows might gain consciousness in the future, but that was too far off.
Creating more would give him more combat power. Just imagine, when fighting, he could summon dozens or hundreds of shadows...
Did he need to consider anything else? Even if there was a risk, it was a future problem. At least for now, the shadows were still under his control.
Besides, there were only a little over a hundred Tailed Beast Chakra cubes. He had wasted a few during yesterday's experiment, which wasn't even as many as Naruto used for a single Multiple Shadow Clone technique.
As for why he wasted them...
He was trying to create shadows with different amounts of Tailed Beast Chakra to see if there was any difference. The answer was that there was no difference at all.
As long as the Tailed Beast Chakra reached a certain standard, he could successfully create a shadow. No matter how much more Tailed Beast Chakra there was, the shadow's strength was still about the same as his, and his stamina didn't increase at all. However, if the Tailed Beast Chakra was less than the standard, the shadow would quickly collapse after separating.
The problem was that Lin Ke had long ago cut the Tailed Beast Chakra into roughly the same size cubes. In reality, the amount he needed was only a little more than half a cube, but he couldn't divide it any further. The Chakra Scalpel could only cut, not sew.
He skillfully created three shadows, and his stamina was almost gone. He gasped for breath, and the shadow waiting beside him immediately handed him Soldier Pills. He opened his mouth and swallowed them, and another shadow offered him water.
[There's a strange sense of déjà vu...]
[Let's call you the Black Shadow Legion]
While Lin Ke was lying on the bed resting and recovering his stamina, he named his shadow army and then heard a knock on the door.
He thought about it, and the shadows directly lifted him up, helped him put on and tidy up his slightly messy clothes, and carried him to the door before returning to his feet.
Oh, and two shadows were cleaning up the Chakra cubes on the table.
[I'm starting to understand why those nobles like to be carried around]
He opened the door, and Temari, with a serious expression, handed over a scroll with the word "Wind" written on it, saying, "This is the Ninjutsu from the transaction."
"Thank you." Lin Ke took the scroll and expressed his thanks insincerely, about to close the door.
"Um..." Temari put her hand on the door, "Can I see Maki-sensei again?"
She wasn't one to dawdle. Compared to Asuma, who had thoughts but didn't dare to express them, she was very straightforward.
"Oh, maybe." Lin Ke gave a vague answer. He was willing to waste Chakra on summoning Sasuke and Tenten's parents because it was driven by friendship and profit.
But the woman in front of him, besides her father being the Kazekage, didn't seem to have any other advantages. In terms of strength, she was at most an elite Chunin, and she might reach the level of Jonin in three years.
Moreover, after the peace talks ended in a while, she would be sent back to the Sand Ninja Village, and there would basically be no interaction. There wasn't much value in befriending her.
If Gaara had said that, he would have seriously considered it.
"If you need Ninjutsu, I can..." Temari offered an invitation for a trade.
"One Ninjutsu I've never seen for one look," Lin Ke quickly plastered on a smile. A fair trade was a different story.
Anyway, it's just a little Chakra, no big deal.
"You really are quite realistic," Temari retorted.
Lin Ke thought for a moment, then added, "Money works too." He was indeed quite short on cash. That's the downside of being a ninja; without missions, there aren't many ways to earn money.
This was a systemic problem. Whether it was the common folk who produced troublemakers, or the nobles and wealthy merchants, they were all used to issuing tasks through the village when they needed ninjas.
It was fast, efficient, and impossible to be scammed.
This led to legitimate ninjas not being able to get any private work at all, unless they were rogue ninjas like Momochi Zabuza, who would secretly take on private jobs.
"Do you think I have money right now?" Temari spread her hands. If she had money, she wouldn't be living in a cheap, remote Ninja Apartment with her brother.
As the Sand Ninja Village's princess, she theoretically shouldn't be short on money, especially since her old man was a walking gold mine, but unfortunately, they had come for war and hadn't brought much money with them. Now, with no way to contact the village and her old man not around, where would the money come from?
"Oh, goodbye." Lin Ke casually closed the door.
Women would only affect the speed of his hand seals, okay?
[Stamina is almost fully recovered...]
He stretched his body, preemptively swallowed a Soldier Pill, and gave himself a Mystical Palm Technique. Constantly squeezing his body to extract Chakra would cause some damage to his body's cells.
Making it a habit to give himself a Mystical Palm Technique after each day of training was definitely a good idea.
Lin Ke didn't have any obsession with immortality, after all, he was only ten years old, but he didn't want to die young.
Extracting and evenly distributing Chakra, forming hand seals, releasing, and another Shadow Clone was created. He looked at the nine shadows standing neatly in the room and nodded in satisfaction.
[Keep a dozen or so Tailed Beast Chakra cubes, and turn the rest into shadows...]
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