In Naruto, Building the Strongest Hidden Mist Village

"You mean, Lord Naoki's clone has brought back three Konoha genin? And is it coming to the barracks soon?"

"Yes, my lord."

Seeing the ANBU ninja bowing their heads respectfully, Loquat Juzo couldn't help but frown. He really didn't know what impact these three genin could have on their Kirigakure's future, so he immediately waved his hand.

"Just look at the arrangements."

Before the cold voice fell, a gentle voice came from outside the door.

"No need to make any arrangements. When we return to the village, we will organize these genin into the ninja school. They will learn some theories about loyalty to Kirigakure and then go out to perform tasks."

Loquat Juzo immediately obeyed the order with awe, the ANBU ninja turned around and said enthusiastically.

"Mizukage-sama."

Kaguya Naoki nodded slightly and said straight to the point to Loquat Juzo.

"Are you ready to evacuate the Country of Fire?"

"Of course, ships and security forces have been arranged, and we will be able to evacuate the Country of Fire safely and quickly."

Kaguya Naoki sat down casually, picked up a scroll placed on the top by Loquat Juzo, casually looked at the arrangement, and nodded with satisfaction.

After flipping it from top to bottom for a long time, he frowned and asked immediately.

"Where are the wounded soldiers?"

"We have also arranged for a boat to be sent back to the village."

"What is the psychological condition of disabled and wounded soldiers?"

"Psychological condition?"

When Loquat Juuzang heard this, his expression froze, and then he slowly shook his head.

"Psychological condition, maybe it's OK?"

Kaguya Naoki, who vaguely noticed something, couldn't help but sigh.

This is the ninja world, a world where as long as it loses its use value, it can only die silently in an uninhabited corner.

Who cares about those disabled and wounded soldiers?

Even not long ago, they were fighting for the future of Kirigakure Village.

Immediately, Naoki Kaguya had no intention of saying more, and just couldn't help but ask.

"In the past, how did the village deal with these injured ninjas?"

After thinking for a long time, Loquat Juuzang still shook his head in confusion.

"So, it probably just fends for itself."

"Their children and families, without the source of income from ninjas, can only rely on some abnormal means to collect resources, or will they just rot quietly at home?"

Loquat Juuzang's expression was also ugly.

If it were in the past, he would naturally not realize what was wrong with it.

However, as Naoki Kaguya continued to imagine what he said, he also realized the deep despair behind this simple rule.

These things that the Kirigakure ninjas have never considered are delaying the lives of one person after another.

Kaguya Naoki stood up, his previous arrogant pride and even self-confidence dimmed a bit.

While the entire Kirigakure was cheering and leaping for him, in the dark corners that no one knew about, the people who also belonged to him were waiting in despair for death to come.

Perhaps according to the standards of this world, they should be given up, but he is Kaguya Naoki, a person who is somewhat stubborn in some aspects.

Always do something.

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"Shinichi, can your arm be saved?"

"Everyone comes here, it must be gone."

Shinichi opened his eyes, looked at the decaying eaves, and replied.

"Even with an injury like yours, can't doctors treat it?"

Shinichi shook his head helplessly, looked at his companion's somewhat probing eyes, and spoke helplessly.

"The bones are completely broken. Medical Ninjutsu has no ability to treat such injuries."

"That is to say, just like me, it's equivalent to losing an arm directly."

"So be it."

Shinichi curled his lips and couldn't help but say.

"On the outside, I have one more arm than you."

"Shinichi, now is not the time to joke, but we should seriously think about how we want to go in the future."

"How else can we go?"

Shinichi stood up and looked at the dozens of ninjas in the room who were just like his companions, but their eyes were blank and they were staring blankly at the roof.

"We, trash without combat power, are destined to be unable to accept a commission. Without a commission, what can we do? Of course we can only take one step at a time."

"Besides killing people, what else would you do to get money?"

Shinichi thought for a long time and shook his head sadly.

As Kirigakure ninjas, they have only known some killing techniques since they were young. Apart from completing the commission, they can't think of any other way to survive.

The companion stood up and said with some bewildering words.

"So, that's the problem."

"Those of us can join forces, find a place no one knows about, and rely on our strength to rob some caravans."

"As long as no ninja comes, no one will be our opponent."

Hearing the voice, a pair of eyes dimly lit up, looking at him with somewhat oppressive eyes.

"I."

After a moment of hesitation, he shook his head.

"I dont go."

"Why not? There is no way to live in the village without money. You also said that useless people like you and me are destined to be impossible to get ninja commissions. How can we make money without missions?"

"But, this is not the reason for us to rely on the remaining strength and bully others unscrupulously."

Facing the burning eyes of everyone, Shinichi's gaze remained firm, but his companion sighed.

"Aren't we also being bullied arbitrarily by high-level officials relying on their strength and power? This is essentially a world where we bully each other."

Shinichi wanted to retort, but he didn't know where to start.

Finally, he lowered his head in despair, because he vaguely felt that all those words were correct.

This truth made him feel a little uncomfortable.

Seeing Shinichi's reaction, his companions continued to persuade him.

"So, let us, those of us who have been abandoned by the village's higher-ups and ninjas, finally unite and find our own way to survive."

"So what if we bully those guys? We can't just let us die."

"Shinichi, if you don't have arms, you can't survive in the ninja world."

Shinichi finally raised his head, looked at the figure, muttered a few times, and was about to speak.

The curtain covering the room was suddenly lifted, and a ray of light shone in, causing all the guys who were still in the shadows to straighten up and want to scold the guy until they could see the figure clearly.

Yes, Lord Naoki.

The man whose light shone throughout Kirigakure Village.

Even though they are now hopeless about their future and their lives are in despair, their instinct as Kirigakure ninja still makes them stand up immediately and shout fervently.

Looking at the scene in front of him, Kaguya Naoki felt even more uncomfortable.

Being familiar with the psychology of these Kirigakure ninjas, he understood that even in this situation, they had absolutely no intention of blaming the village for being unable to obtain commissions due to their disability.

Because, this has always been the case, and this is what these Kirigakure ninjas understand as a matter of course.

As a ninja, I have only learned the art of killing since I was a child, and have no other means of making a living, so it is natural.

Injured while fighting for the village, no treatment was given, as a matter of course.

It is natural that the village will not help him because he is disabled and unable to survive.

It's always been like this, but it's not always right.

This world is really true.

Kaguya Naoki suddenly paused.

Wait, this world?

Although this world has wrong ideas, it has the power to change many things.

Ninjutsu is not just for killing people.