Lin Ke's Career is Flourishing (Two-in-One)
"You guys…"
Kankuro lay on the ground, somewhat listlessly.
He could feel that the shadows had held back, but that was precisely why he felt so annoyed, being toyed with so easily.
Temari leaned against her giant fan, lying down, able only to look over with resentful eyes, not even having the strength to speak.
Ninjas certainly didn't care about martial morality, but for a supervising teacher to play so insidiously with subordinates—was that really okay?
Lin Ke stood before Gaara, who was being supported by the sand, and asked, "Why don't you release it?"
"Sealing…" Gaara turned his face to look over, saying, "Konoha provided a new seal."
He paused for a moment, his expression appearing very calm, seemingly without any negative emotions about being beaten up, and added, "Shukaku, it really hates you."
"I quite like it," Lin Ke replied with a smile, having the shadows help the three of them up and place them next to the rocks, saying, "Now that I've become your supervising Jonin, I think we should have a basic understanding between us."
"So, there was this little test. It's clear that none of you are very good at Taijutsu."
"You were just purely beating us up, right?" Temari couldn't help but say.
Lin Ke raised a finger and wagged it, smiling, saying, "No, no, no, this is a supervising Jonin's care for their subordinates, to let you know why you need to maintain respect for me."
Isn't that still just to beat us up?
Kankuro complained in his heart.
Gaara, on the other hand, listened very calmly, asking, "What do you want us to do?"
"First of all, I need to correct a linguistic error you're making." The shadows moved a large rock over, and Lin Ke sat on it, stretching his legs in a very relaxed manner, saying, "Please call me Lin Ke Teacher."
"Otherwise, I'll consider giving you some other 'care' from time to time."
"Okay, Lin Ke Teacher," Kankuro said obediently.
Temari gave her brother a Byakugan roll, saying, "Lin Ke Teacher."
"Lin, Lin Ke, Teacher," Gaara said slowly.
"And then…" Lin Ke thought for a moment, asking, "Remember, never disobey my orders."
"…" X3 "Speaking of which, you guys should have money, right?" he asked seemingly unintentionally.
Temari spread her hands, saying, "I have some savings, but not much." She was the village's princess, but her father, the Fourth Kazekage, had to grit his teeth to keep the village alive, so naturally, she didn't have much of a fortune. In the past few years, in order to stay for the Konoha Crush Plan, she had basically been doing low-level missions.
Some missions issued by the village didn't pay at all, and her own expenses weren't small. After all, in the Land of Wind's environment, skincare was also a significant expense, so she really didn't have much money.
"No money." Kankuro, the puppet enthusiast, honestly shook his head. Puppet techniques were super expensive, okay?
Other people's battles at most involved throwing a few ninja tools, and releasing Ninjutsu didn't cost money, but puppeteers relied entirely on ninja tools to fight. Whether it was configuring various toxins or studying puppets, it all cost money.
The number of puppeteers in the Sand Ninja Village was decreasing, and the root cause was a lack of money. If they had money, who wouldn't want to play with figures—no, I mean puppets.
Gaara looked at his teacher with clear eyes, as if saying, "What is money?"
Temari helped to cover for him, saying, "All of Gaara's daily expenses are provided by the village, and naturally, mission execution…"
In short, the Sand Ninja Village didn't treat Gaara as a ninja.
You had to know that, in this world's view, ninjas were already considered tools, not even people. The Jinchuriki's status was even lower, belonging to weapons.
High-damage weapons that could still harm their own people.
For some reason, Temari felt that Lin Ke's gaze towards the three of them had a bit more disdain.
Three poor ghosts, huh.
"As a supervising Jonin, I also provide you with special benefits." After making his judgment, Lin Ke said with a calm expression, "Temari should know that I offer a service for meeting the deceased. One Ninjutsu I haven't seen before can get you one meeting, lasting about twenty minutes."
"You can also pay with money, 100,000 Ryo per minute. Tell me in advance who you want to see, and I'll help you con—er, contact them. Payment is due upon seeing the person."
He had already figured it out. What was the money from missions? Anyway, Summoning Jutsu and Rashomon weren't secrets, so he might as well just take them out and earn some money openly.
Wasn't that easier than going outside to fight to the death?
He clearly remembered that in his previous life, those spiritual mediums, spirit mediums, and masters were all very good at making money.
Moreover, seeing deceased relatives in person doesn't cost much. It's only this much money per minute. Two D-rank missions are enough to see them once. It's practically a steal.
If you don't have money, Ninjutsu will do.
The only problem is that the dead aren't easy to hook, especially ninjas, who have been messed up by the Second Hokage. But it doesn't matter. Right now, these three little brats' lives have been changed beyond recognition. In theory, pulling out their three mothers shouldn't be a problem.
If that doesn't work, I can communicate more and think about my sales pitch. I should be able to hook them eventually. Didn't I find Uchiha Mikoto after a few days of effort?
Currently, this service of mine is only for the three kids from the Sand Ninja Village. It's in the internal testing phase. In the future, I'll develop it, leave the village, go to the ninja world, and shine for the beauty of the world!
"..."
Temari was a little numb when she heard this. She tentatively asked, "Can I see Maki Teacher for a minute first?"
"Now?" Lin Ke immediately asked with a smile.
"Wait, Maki Teacher?!" Kankuro exclaimed.
This kid doesn't know that Maki has been summoned before. After all, Ebizo and Temari's meeting and orders were confidential.
Gaara's eyes flickered, but he didn't say anything.
So far, he still feels that his deceased mother and his uncle Yashamaru hate him, so apart from a surge of memories, he doesn't have much emotion.
Temari rubbed her sore arm, stood up, took out a scroll from the Scroll Kit on her lower back, performed the Summoning Jutsu skillfully, and obtained a weasel-shaped, black and gray wallet. After opening it, she counted out 100,000 Ryo and handed it over.
Looking at Lin Ke, whose attitude had suddenly improved, she said, "Right now."
"One minute, right."
Lin Ke took the money, roughly estimated the Chakra he would need, then made a hand seal and clapped his hands together.
Maki was confused and pulled back into the world. As soon as he came out, he was ready to fight. When he saw that his three subordinates were all sitting or standing in front of him in a mess, he looked at Lin Ke with some doubt.
What's going on?
It doesn't look like we need to fight. Why would he suddenly use such a Jutsu...
Finally, I can put this trash to good use. This guy is useless in high-end battles, and he's good at slacking off, but he's good at making money, and he's very cooperative...
Lin Ke thought, "Your former subordinate wants to see you." With that, he put the money into his small wallet and walked to the side, gesturing to indicate the time.
Go for it, Maki. Although you're much weaker than Kakashi, you also have your own battlefield!
I'm getting fired up!
Unfortunately, the person involved doesn't think so at all.
After listening to his disciple's narration, Maki's face immediately fell, because he was summoned for such a boring thing. What an evil guy.
But considering that it was his own people who spent the money, he didn't say anything.
Before long, the four teachers and students quickly exchanged information. Maki was about to return to the Pure Land when Lin Ke walked over with a smile. "How about continuing for another minute? I can give you 20% off this time."
He had just seen that there were about 180,000 to 190,000 Ryo in Temari's small wallet.
"If you use Ninjutsu, I can extend the time appropriately," he added.
In addition to targeting the living, he also has plans for the dead, such as recruiting the dead to help him fight. Depending on their strength, he will decide how many minutes they can return to the world for each battle. If they provide Ninjutsu, they can come out at any time.
The Summoning Jutsu is different from the Rashomon. The Summoning Jutsu can't touch anything, but the souls that come out of the Rashomon can fight and have a sense of touch, so the price is different again.
Forcing others to work for him by threatening them will only create one slacker after another like Maki. It's better to use a transaction that everyone can accept.
Speaking of which, shouldn't I design a currency system for the dead...
"No need," Maki said first. He nodded and said, "That's it." After saying that, he returned to the Pure Land.
Who knows what 'that's it' means.
Lin Ke wasn't very interested either. As a service provider, it's important not to pry into the client's little secrets.
He looked at his three subordinates with different expressions and said, "If there's nothing else, that's it for today."
"Meet at the Hokage Building tomorrow morning. That's all."
It feels great to earn 100,000 Ryo in one minute. He waved his hand with a smile, and his Body Flicker Technique disappeared on the spot.
"This guy's Jutsu..." Kankuro muttered, sitting on the stone with a strange expression.
[Can contact the deceased] Temari and Kankuro exchanged a look, both thinking of their early deceased mother, but if Lin Ke really pulled their mother out, Gaara...
The two of them glanced at their younger brother who was sitting on the ground, looking at the sky with a blank expression. -- Half a month later, morning, Konoha Village, Nanga River.
"Splash!"
Temari, with a sullen face, picked out the trash and threw it into the garbage bag.
"Lin Ke Teacher, are we just going to keep doing these low-level tasks?" she couldn't help but shout.
"Aren't I here with you?" Lin Ke lay on the bench, replying while forming hand seals to release the Summoning Jutsu—
[For ninjas who want to return to the mortal world, now is your chance. Contact me if you are interested.]
[Do you still have attachments to the mortal world? Are there still relatives and friends alive? You must not miss this opportunity...]
He played the sales pitch he had thought up for a long time several times, blacklisting ordinary people who came to ask questions randomly. Ordinary people without Ninjutsu were worthless. Once dead, they should stay in the Pure Land and not come over to chat casually. His time was valuable.
This method seemed good, but too few people took the bait. Occasionally, some completely unfamiliar passerby ninjas came, willing to offer only commonplace Ninjutsu.
They had no combat power and didn't know any special Ninjutsu. For him, saying one more word was a waste of his time.
After resting for a while, he formed hand seals again: [Karura, are you there? Your son is looking for you.]
"Buzz buzz buzz~" He asked several times, but there was no response. Lin Ke opened his mouth and sucked the drink handed over by his shadow, then swallowed a Soldier Pill, recovering his strength while watching the clouds in the sky, enjoying the shadow's massage.
He had been doing well recently. The feeling of being a supervising Jonin was indeed not bad, being able to stay in the village and slack off with justification.
Even if he did nothing, he got a share of the tasks completed by the Genin.
Moreover, Temari could occasionally scrape together some money to summon Maki, sometimes for cultivation issues, sometimes just to exchange information about something unknown.
Anyway, it was fine as long as they were willing to pay.
It was just that finding their three mothers had not been successful. He didn't know if he had found them but they didn't dare to respond, or if the changes weren't significant enough to find them.
Yuan Wei and Xia, the new Team 7, had all gone to do missions. Konoha after the Chunin Exams was exceptionally calm, and he also enjoyed the slow-paced life and the feeling of getting stronger little by little.
Kankuro looked up at him, so comfortable on the shore, his expression slightly out of control, then took a deep breath and said, "Lin Ke Teacher, I think our strength is fully capable of carrying out higher-level tasks."
"Soon," Lin Ke said perfunctorily. It wasn't that he didn't want to go out of the village to carry out high-level tasks, but there were many reasons.
One reason was that the village's tasks had decreased recently. Too many nobles had died in the Chunin Exams. They didn't dare to say anything openly to Konoha Village, which had shown strong combat power, but secretly reducing the amount of tasks to show their dissatisfaction was easy.
Of course, it wasn't that there were no tasks to leave the village at all. The biggest reason for not leaving was still the Jinchuriki.
The village wanted to observe Gaara for a period of time to see if the seal was secure and if there were any other problems.
However, it was indeed coming soon. When he went to the Hokage Office a few days ago, the two advisors said that they would arrange tasks for Lin Ke Squad as soon as possible. If he was lucky, it should be in the next few days.
A Special Jonin staying in the village was a waste.
"Bang! Splash!"
Temari used the trash-picking tool to hit the surface of the river, expressing her anger.
No matter how ladylike a person was, their patience would be quickly worn away when faced with this little ghost who only had money and Ninjutsu in his eyes.
"Sigh~" Kankuro wiped his face with water and just sighed.
Sitting cross-legged on the other side of the bank, Gaara, who had already used sand to scoop up the trash from his section of the river, glanced over and continued to space out.
Recently, besides diligently completing the tasks assigned by Lin Ke, he just spaced out, not knowing what he was thinking about.
About ten minutes later, Temari, with a stinky face, came to the bench with the garbage bag, "Finished."
"Let's go, go back to turn in the task, and then take the next one." Lin Ke sat up, let his shadow take the garbage he had created to dispose of it, and then led the three subordinates with different expressions to the task assignment office.
After turning in the task, before they could take the next one, an Anbu appeared in front of them with a swoosh.
"The Third Hokage requests your presence."
Lin Ke nodded, turned his face to look at his subordinates, and said, "Looks like you guys are lucky, you'll probably be able to leave the village soon."
"Disband, see you at the Seventh Training Ground in the afternoon."
With that, he disappeared in place with the Anbu.
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