I, the Naruto fan!

"It's just a thousand people, I'll take care of them for you!"

"Okay!"

Nara Shikaku stood up and smiled, "If this battle is successful, I'm afraid your title of the pink-haired witch will have to be changed."

"Change to what?"

Qianqiu stroked her long pink hair and asked curiously.

"Who knows."

Nara Shikaku moved his neck and said wantonly: "Maybe it's the pink-haired Isis, the goddess of life, the god of medicine?"

"... Otherwise, life control is also pretty good, it sounds cool."

Qianqiu maintained the preferences of the middle school period, but it was surprisingly suitable for her current state.

"I think it's okay."

The blood scarf shook a little, and the future expressed its meaning. The pharmacist Nono nodded slowly, "Life control, control everyone's life and death, control everyone's life, I think it's good."

"Except for being a little middle school, everything else is good..."

The awakened oil girl Zhiwei pushed his sunglasses, and the pig, deer and butterfly trio smiled at each other.

"Then, follow the plan. After this battle, let the name of Senju Chiaki, the goddess of life in Konoha, resound throughout the ninja world!"

"Disperse!"

The six people disappeared on the spot. In the distance, Hatake Sakumo, who was hiding in the shadows, touched a wine bottle taken from the ninja, raised his head and took a sip, and laughed at Chiaki who was running out quickly.

The goddess who controls life...

Very good.

Grow up, Chiaki!

...

The night fell heavily.

Accompanied by the clamor and noise of the ninjas, the boy sat quietly on the straw pile beside him with his legs hugged, looking at the ninjas of the Wind Country with hatred in his eyes.

His parents were just ordinary villagers, but on the first day when the garrison of the Wind Country came, they were executed for the crime of bumping into ninjas.

What bumping into ninjas.

The boy saw clearly that there were obviously a few jonins who were attracted by his mother's beauty and wanted to possess her by force, and his parents resisted to death and eventually died in the hands of those two jonins.

For ninjas, the lives of ordinary people are even less valuable than those of pigs and dogs.

Ordinary people exist only to create benefits and value for ninjas.

It is indeed cruel. The value that ninjas with ninjutsu can create is much greater than that of ordinary people.

They can change the laws of nature at will, and even trample on them at will, causing the status of ordinary people to decline again and again.

If it were not for the fact that most of the population is still supported by ordinary people, I am afraid that ordinary people would have been exterminated long ago.

"These damn guys... actually gave my parents..."

The boy bit his lips tightly and clenched his fists.

He stared at the senior ninjas who were talking and laughing in the crowd. They were eating the villagers' food and using the villagers' utensils, leaving the villagers to stay miserable.

Is the gap between ninjas and ordinary people really that big?

Is the gap in status really that obvious?

In fact, for the ninjas stationed in Kikyo Mountain in the Kingdom of Wind, it is indeed true.

It is conceivable that Kikyo Mountain will become a blood mill and a meat grinder in the future.

Not to mention these villagers who have no resistance, it is very likely that these ninjas stationed here will also die here.

Everyone is going to die, so everyone doesn't care about etiquette and rules, and the enjoyment is over.

"When I have the power... I must kill you all!"

The boy knelt on the straw pile, remembering the appearance of his enemies in his mind. He observed left and right and soon found a hidden place to hide himself.

Before, he survived by relying on this ability and hid a lot of food.

He knew very well that the war was about to start, and he had to hide himself before he gained enough strength.

Just as the boy hid himself in the hiding place and secretly peeked at the situation outside, a small insect crawled in front of him.

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"Huh?"

The boy looked at the small insect in confusion.

For a boy, especially for a boy living in the mountains, insects are a special toy.

There are not many boys in the mountains who have not played with insects. Whether it is a caterpillar or a grasshopper, as long as it is playable, it will become a toy for boys.

Perhaps other boys will not record the types of insects, nor can they tell what insects they have played with.

But this boy is different. He clearly remembers the appearance of each insect and can even distinguish the difference between two ants.

He can proudly say that he knows all the insects on this Platycodon Mountain.

Although he can't call out the scientific names of those insects, he named them according to the knowledge he has mastered.

However, he has never seen this little insect in front of the boy.

"What kind of insect is this? Why does it appear here?"

The boy hiding in the hiding place looked at the little insect in front of him in confusion. The little insect shook its antennae and slowly left the hiding place where the boy was.

"Hey..."

After all, the boy is a boy, and his attention was quickly attracted by the little insect.

But he suddenly found something wrong.

That little bug is more than just a bug.

A bunch of bugs that look exactly like the little bug appeared on the ground!

This pile is not over yet. They gathered from all directions and gradually formed a dark carpet, which was barely visible under the cover of the night.

If it weren't for the boy's strong observation and insight, he probably wouldn't have discovered the carpet formed by the bugs.

To describe it with a vivid name, these bugs directly formed a dense layer of moss on the ground, which looked creepy.

Although Kikyo Mountain is small, the hygiene in the village is absolutely qualified.

On weekdays, if the boy wants to find bugs to play with, he must run to the mountains and forests. If so many bugs appear in the village, he will definitely be scolded by those annoying aunts.

Even if there are so many ninjas now, they don't control hygiene so strictly, but there won't be so many black bugs suddenly appearing.

In other words...

These black bugs are not naturally formed.

In a world with ninjutsu, once you encounter something that is not naturally formed, it must be formed by ninjutsu.

The boy's heart skipped a beat. According to his observations during this period, none of the ninjas stationed in Kikyo Mountain in the Kingdom of Wind used insect ninjutsu.

Judging from the chats, dialogues, and actions of the ninjas, most of them are ninjas with wind attributes, which is quite in line with the national conditions of the Kingdom of Wind.

Now that insect ninjutsu has suddenly appeared, the only possibility is that the ninjas of Konoha have come to Kikyo Mountain!

War... is coming!

The fear in the boy's heart continued to accumulate. He looked at the black insect moss that was constantly expanding but still no one had discovered. His upper and lower teeth kept hitting each other because of the trembling of fear.

"No... No..."

"I have to remind... remind everyone..."

The boy wanted to crawl out of his hiding place in a panic, but he suddenly shuddered all over, and the coldness rushed straight from his back to his heart.

Someone is observing me!

I've been discovered!

How is it possible?

Even the jonin had escaped from this hiding place!

Snap

Snap

The boy who had originally wanted to warn the villagers lowered his body again, holding his head and trembling in the hiding place.

The number of ninjas from the Wind Country had not decreased, at least the ninjas in his sight had not left.

Other villagers could not possibly know where he was, so who was the only one who could have discovered him?

Konoha's ninjas!

There was only this possibility!

Konoha's ninjas launched such a large-scale secret attack, they must have wanted to assassinate all of them without making a sound.

And a child like himself hiding in an empty place was the easiest for them to deal with, right?

With a stab of the kunai and a cover of his mouth, he died quietly, and no one cared about him.

The more the boy thought about it, the more afraid he became. The fear and resentment in his heart surged layer by layer. He had not yet gained enough power to take revenge, and he was going to die here silently?

He covered his mouth tightly, begging the heavens and praying to someone unknown, hoping that the Konoha ninja who had discovered him would ignore his existence.

However, things always go in the worst direction.

The boy saw that his only observation port was covered by a shadow, and a ninja walked to the front of his hiding place and stood there quietly.

"Go... Go..."

He kept praying in his heart, and now he had no intention of reminding the villagers.

How to survive was the thing that the boy considered most at this time.