I started as a pirate and connected to other worlds

The room was very dark and stuffy. There was no stove and a bonfire was lit on the ground. The inside was even worse than the outside. The pillars were full of traces of insect and ant bites.

An oil lamp was lit on the table, slightly illuminating the somewhat withered wall next to it. In the corner were squatting a woman and a child, counting the man's harvest today.

The man scooped a bowl of water for Sith from a large vat on the side, showing his yellow teeth.

"The conditions are not very good. Please make do with it first. No traveling merchants have come here for a long time, and the medicinal material merchants in the village do not allow us to interact with them."

The Sith nodded in understanding. It was difficult for a strong dragon to defeat a local snake. Even Konoha would have a hard time interfering in the medicinal materials market of the Kingdom of Grass before it really entered.

"Don't worry, this is a private transaction between the two of us. No one else will know about it. I can buy the herbs in your hand at three times, no, four times the price of the herb dealer. I want as much as you have."

"Okay, okay, don't worry, I will sort it out for you right away, Miyoko, hurry up, prepare it for this adult."

The man's voice was trembling, and he hurriedly grabbed Sith's hand and greeted the woman in the corner.

"No, Dad, you can't sell the medicinal materials to him." Suddenly a childish voice came from the corner, that was the man's son, "The adults in the village said that these people who come to buy medicinal materials privately are all foreigners. People, they will only steal our medicinal materials at low prices and will not pay taxes to the village at all.

The adults have said that as long as we sell medicinal materials to the village medicine dealers and pay taxes on time, schools and hospitals can be built in the village, our country of grass will become stronger, and our lives will get better and better. "

Sith raised his eyebrows and paused.

This kid is right!

"Hmph, getting better?"

The man was a little angry and threw the gourd into the vat. He put a finger on the boy's head.

"They said the same thing when I was a kid, and what next? We should be poor not because we are poor, but because those adults are so full of food. How did your grandfather die? Isn't it just to save you food for tuition? He spent all day long Eating wild vegetables and starving to death, without us earning some money from traveling merchants, do you think you can go to school?"

The boy was speechless, blushed, pulled his head to one side, pouted,

"Anyway...it just can't be sold anyway."

Sisi was silent. He didn't know how to evaluate this behavior of the Country of Grass. Should he praise his patriotic education for being deeply rooted in the hearts of the people, or should he scold him for false propaganda and collusion between government and businessmen under the banner of patriotism?

This is just a small episode. After all, the man is the one who calls the shots in the family. He chose to settle the money and goods with the Sith.

……

Taking advantage of the darkness, Sis visited seven or eight houses in a row. The scroll on his waist was filled with medicinal materials. Of course, the money was almost spent, and he could probably visit one or two more. He really didn't expect that an ordinary family of medicine farmers could There are so many medicinal materials stored, but even so, people can still starve to death. This ninja world is really amazing, so diligent and diligent that they can't even feed themselves.

"Ugh!"

Sith sighed, raised his head and squinted at the sky, and dark clouds gradually enveloped the moon.

To the Country of Grass, he was just a passer-by, and could do nothing but take a look.

What does the child of prophecy mean when he is still in his mother's womb?

change?

liberation?

Or has it done nothing but adhere to the lineage theory?

"Help, get out of the way..."

Sith's ears suddenly moved, and the night sky was filled with dense information and domineering energy. His perception was very keen.

Narrowing his eyes, Sith involuntarily tightened the handle of the knife at his waist. He was not in a good mood and muttered to himself,

"Maybe, maybe I can save one more person."

The darkness supported his body, the shadow brushed his shoulders, and the Sith disappeared from the spot.

It was a remote corner in a remote corner. The dilapidated thatched hut was in disrepair and was simply a dilapidated house. There were a few green plants growing around it. The land was stiff and sticky. This was not good farmland.

"Please let me go, I really can't do it today, no, it hurts!"

The screams became clearer and clearer, and the owner of that voice was in this hut. Sith's face was ashen.

Bang!

Sith kicked open the slightly broken door.

"I'm really not sorry for disturbing your good things, but I'm afraid you can't continue."

He was angry and smiled, his eyes full of sarcasm, and he didn't know whether he was sarcastic about this person or the world.

"who are you?"

Sis admitted that he was a little confused. In front of him were two ninjas wearing grass ninja forehead protectors.

She is not too old, but she is at the age where she is domineering, and she is biting a very thin girl.

The girl was only twelve or thirteen years old, and her crimson hair was particularly conspicuous under the light. Perhaps due to long-term malnutrition, there were some split ends.

The skin is a little thin, and the arms are full of bite marks.

Fragrant phosphorus?

No, no, no, although Xiang Phosphorus is not big, this one is completely flat, not a person.

"I ask who are you?"

The grass ninja increased his voice, and there was a look of anger on his face after being interrupted from drinking. His face was scrunched up into a ball, and he really looked like an addict.

The corners of Sith's lips curled up slightly, revealing a smile, and turned around in a circle.

"Can't you see? I'm just a ronin, a wandering swordsman."

"Hmph, then you still dare to meddle in our business. You guys should have been thrown into the trash a long time ago."

Sith drooped his eyebrows and shrugged his shoulders.

"Who knows? Maybe Kusanagi Village will be swept into the trash before me."

"Bold!"

The two grass ninjas were furious, pulled out kunai from their waists, and moved their bodies quickly, wanting the Sith to pay the price.

"You are no match for them. If you leave quickly, they won't do anything to me."

The Uzumaki clan member who was very similar to Xiang Phosphorus was pale, and her long-term malnutrition had made her physically weak. The pain at the bite mark made her cry at any time, but she still rushed up and hugged him. A ninja yelled at the Sith.

"Go away!"

The ninja jumped and she flew out, about to hit the wall.

"what?"

The expected pain did not appear, and she was held in Sith's arms. The warmth was something she had never experienced before.

"What a promiscuous young lady. Has anyone ever told you that your hair is beautiful?"

"Ronin?"

"Asshole, let her go quickly, that's the property of our Grass Ninja Village."

The two ninjas scolded angrily and formed seals with their hands.

"Fire Escape Fire Bomb!"

As soon as the words fell, two fireballs the size of human heads hit Sith.

Sith shook his head. What a pity for a C-level ninjutsu. Sith fired a fireball in front of him. Do you think you are stupid?

He held the knife in his right hand and hugged the person with his left hand. His body flashed like a stream of light, and blood instantly covered the small room.

"I'm sorry. Now that I've seen it, the next moment is mine."

The heart of the little man in his arms trembled, and his big watery eyes looked over, meeting Sith's eyes.

"Are you going to bite me too?"