Konoha Qiweiju

Chapter 21 Cooking Ninja

The evening wind was bleak.

Zhenxiu's words were a bit depressing, and even the surrounding temperature seemed to drop a bit.

He thought for a moment, then nodded slightly.

In fact, he also has this idea.

Moreover, he has already finalized this idea and named it the Assassination Tactics Special Forces, or Anbu for short.

Tobuma just didn't expect that a young man like Zhenxiu would have the same thoughts as himself.

At this moment, Tobuma was more convinced that true cultivation was not as simple as it appeared on the surface.

For a 15-year-old to have such a vision has already been shown to be a genius.

Tobuma began to rejoice that he came here today.

"I see, you continue."

"The third is the medical ninja..."

"Medical ninja?"

Zhenxiu didn't finish his sentence, and was interrupted again by Tokaima.

I saw him frowning his thin silver eyebrows, very puzzled.

"What's a medical ninja? A healing ninja?"

Zhenxiu was stunned for a moment when he heard the words, and then he realized that there are no medical ninjas in this era.

The so-called medical ninja is actually a concept proposed by the Tsunade of later generations.

But medical ninjutsu was not original to Tsunade.

Not to mention, Senshou Zhujian has a very powerful medical ability.

Tobima also has a lot of research on medical ninjutsu.

"That's right, they are ninjas who specialize in medical treatment. Medical ninjas are very much needed in both wartime and peaceful times. Wartime can effectively improve the survival rate of the team, and in peacetime, it is possible to open Konoha Hospital to treat Wounded ninjas and civilians.

With Medical Ninja, the lifespan of all people can be greatly improved.In war years, the average life expectancy was less than thirty, but in peacetime with medical ninjas, it is not impossible for the average life expectancy to become sixty, seventy, or even ninety. "

Frowning, Fei Jian said after thinking for a moment, "This requires a lot of resources."

"Brother Feijian, this matter should be done sooner or later. Doing it early represents an advantage. Think about it, a Jonin who is seriously injured and dying, only needs the help of a medical ninja to survive, and it can be done after a month or two of training. Re-enter the battlefield. And if this ninja dies, how many resources are needed to train another one?"

The words of true cultivation made Feijian's heart move.

"You're right, this matter is indeed necessary."

Medical ninjas are the logistical support for all ninjas.

Zhenxiu put forward this concept at this time, also for the better development of Konoha.

Tobima nodded, motioning for Zhenxiu to continue talking.

"As for the last category of ninjas, they are cooking ninjas."

Feijian looked at Zhenxiu, revealing a trace of suspicion.

Cooking ninja?
Hearing the name, Toikama could understand what it meant.

The medical ninja Himama can understand, and it is indeed good for Konoha's development.

But what the hell is this culinary ninja?

"True cultivator, you so-called culinary ninja, are you just like you?"

"Hey, Brother Toikama is really smart, yes, I am a cooking ninja!"

"True cultivator, what you said earlier is not bad, is this cooking ninja just to make up the numbers?"

"Brother Toikama, how can this be said to be used to make up the numbers? Listen to me, this culinary ninja is very necessary."

"Really? Let's hear it."

"Look, my cooking is good, right?"

He nods.

"Can good cooking make a ninja feel happy? A happy mood can improve work efficiency, and the completion of this task will be high. In addition, cooking ninjas can also carefully match nutrition, so that ninjas can replenish energy in time, comparable to soldiers. The grain pills are much stronger."

At this moment, Tobuma shook his head.

"True cultivator, the existence of cooking ninjas is a luxury for ninjas. This kind of enjoyment is impossible under the premise that there is no way to guarantee their lives. For ninjas, not starving is a blessing, and Bingliangwan is Heaven, as for palate enjoyment, hehe.”

He sneered.

A strong man like him who rolled out of a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood is actually quite disdainful of the so-called enjoyment.

This kind of thing is only eligible to be mentioned when there is peace.

As for the profession of ninja, the head is tied to the waistband of the trousers.

If you are in the village, there is no problem with enjoying it, but when you go out of the village and perform tasks, this kind of enjoyment is a reminder.

Tobima will not allow a ninja who is not very useful and has little combat ability to appear in the mission team.

This is also irresponsible to other ninjas.

Zhenxiu was a little guilty when he was told by Feima, but he still forced himself to say: "Brother Feima, cooking ninjas don't have to be on missions, they can be in charge of logistics in the village or something."

"Then the boss in the restaurant can do it. Why spend resources on cultivating cooking ninjas?"

"But……"

Zhenxiu wanted to say something, but Toikama got up directly.

"True cultivator, unless you can prove to me the meaning of culinary ninja existence, I will not agree to this request."

When Zhenxiu heard the words, he was at a loss for words for a while.

Is the existence of cooking ninja meaningful?
Have no idea.

Unless this dish can give the ninja a realistic boost, otherwise, it really doesn't seem to make much sense.

Tobima took a meaningful look at Zhenxiu, and said: "Little Zhenxiu, your ability is not simple, but being a chef is a bit of a waste for you. You can think about it again, becoming a ninja is not A bad thing."

Zhenxiu shook his head and rejected Tobima's kindness.

His dream is only to be a chef, and he can only be a chef.

That is the meaning of his existence.

If it weren't for this obsession, I'm afraid the food system wouldn't bind him.

Seeing Zhenxiu's determination, Fei Jian didn't try to persuade him any more, but left a word and left.

"True cultivator, since you admire cooking ninja so much, let me see its meaning and prove the meaning of your existence."

This sentence made Zhenxiu fall into deep thought.

In this war-torn era, is it really self-willed to be a chef?

Zhenxiu had considered this question before.

Because there was an old man who asked him similar questions.

That was his father, Uzumaki.

But now, this question reappeared in front of Zhenxiu.

Are you fighting for your dreams, or bowing your head for reality?
Zhenxiu was confused.

Time passed minute by minute, and when the sun rose again, the sunlight was projected on Zhenxiu's face.

The dappled sunlight reflected on Zhenxiu's red hair.

The confusion in the golden eyes gradually dissipated, and the brilliance was restored.

"Fight for your dreams in peaceful times, and do bloody things in war-torn times. But no matter what, I am a cooking ninja! Even in battle, I have to use the way of cooking ninjas! I, Uzumaki Makoto, will never give up The dream of becoming the God of Cookery!"

　Thanks for the reward from book friend Hongfengfenfenhongfenghuangfenghuang, and finally ask for a recommendation ticket!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)