naruto ninja handbook

For the vast majority of the people of the Rain Country, the most profound thing that accompanies them in their memories is the rain from the Rain Country.

There are only a few days without rain all year round. For them, sunshine, dryness and abundant food are luxury words.

They are always accompanied by haze, dampness, moss that cannot be cleaned every day, and a musty smell that never completely dissipates.

Of course, there is also hunger, poverty and disease.

The day after his father passed away, Shinichiro received a notice from the Mimura Steel Plant.

Before he had time to grieve, he took over his father's position and became a new worker in the Sancun Steel Plant.

As for his father's work-related injuries caused by frequent overtime work, it is impossible to receive compensation. It is already a gift for him to take over his father's job.

Yes, this is a gift.

He noticed this from the jealous looks of many people around him. In the past, he longed to enter the factory to make money as soon as possible, but now that his idea came true, he thought about the source of it all.

That figure lying on the wooden board with a cold body and a pale face, he felt extremely depressed in his heart, as if there was a huge stone pressing firmly on his heart.

clang clang...

When the supervisor rang the bronze bell for the end of the day, all the workers in the factory breathed a sigh of relief. Their bodies were exhausted from the high workload, and the sky outside began to fall into darkness, with only the last trace of light remaining.

If the pine oil used for lighting hadn't been temporarily out of stock, the factory's closing time would have been even later today.

Taking advantage of the gap in the light, Shinichiro wiped the sweat from his forehead and walked towards the door.

The crowd lined up neatly a few meters away from the gate. Two oil lamps had been lit near the gate. Two tall and strong men were sitting on chairs. There were two large iron lamps beside them. bucket.

Whenever someone passed by them, they would take out six brown rice balls mixed with wild vegetables from Tietong and hand them to the workers.

Among those who received the wild vegetable rice balls, some wolfed them down immediately, while others carefully put the rice balls into prepared lunch boxes.

There have been less and less daily necessities on the market in Yuren Village recently. Perhaps in order to prevent experienced workers from starving to death and delaying the factory's production, a week ago the Sancun Steel Factory began to provide workers with six more supplies similar to this kind every night. Brown rice balls with wild vegetables.

Of course, it is not without cost. Each worker's monthly salary will be reduced by 2000 taels. Based on the previous salary reduction of 6000%, the monthly salary is only about [-] taels.

In comparison, it is nearly half less than a worker's normal monthly income in the past.

At a time when prices are rising severely, this amount of money can actually barely support oneself and one or two family members.

Suppressing the feeling of acid reflux in his stomach, Shinichiro seemed to smell the aroma of brown rice balls in front of him. This stimulated his saliva to secrete continuously. During the waiting process as hunger kept attacking his mind, he felt that time was also slowing down. .

Finally, it was his turn.

Passing the lunch box over and placing six brown rice balls in the box, Shinichiro immediately pressed down the lid and stuffed the lunch box into his arms. He controlled himself to raise his head and look to the side, then walked outside the factory door and waited quietly.

After a while, the remaining three people came out.

They all look much older than Shinichiro. They are his uncles and neighbors from his father's generation who live in the same neighborhood. With their help, Shinichiro got over the unfamiliarity of being a newbie at work in the first few days.

Otherwise, if he continues to make mistakes for a few more days, he will undoubtedly be fired from the Mimura Steel Factory.

"Shinichiro has come out." The last person who came out was a dark-skinned man with a white headband. He saw that his two old friends and Shinichiro were already waiting for him, "I'm sorry for being late, but since everyone is out, Then let’s go back together.”

The Sancun Steel Factory is located in the East District near Qianshui Lake. It takes about an hour to walk back to the West District neighborhood.

In this case, for the convenience of traveling, the boat became a convenient means of transportation for them to go back and forth.

It's just that they can't afford the boat fee now, but they still have some energy. The boat is a rough boat they made themselves. In order to prevent it from being lost, they parked the boat at the pier of Qianshui Lake.

There are dedicated guards there who only need 100 taels per month as guard fees. If four people share it, it will only be 25 taels a month, which is within the acceptable range.

After handing the vouchers to the guards for verification, they untied the ropes, boarded the boat skillfully one by one, picked up the oars, and sailed toward the West District separately from other surrounding boats.

Because it was getting dark, in addition to the oarsmen, there were also people who lit a glass rain-proof oil lamp on the bow of the boat, using the light to prevent themselves and others from falling into the water after being accidentally hit.

There are many people who do this. At this time, dozens of boats with lights are scattered in all directions, a bit like fireflies scattered in the summer night.

With the convenience of a small boat using water power, it only took a few people about 10 minutes to get home.

The ground in the block he was in was not as flat as the main block. Without the light, he didn't know whether there was a puddle under his feet until he stepped on it.

The splashed muddy water stained his trouser legs, and the wet feeling was not pleasant, but Shinichiro and most people living in such a similar environment were actually used to it.

With his familiarity with the terrain, Shinichiro carefully avoided most of the puddles, came to his door, and knocked on the door.

dong dong!

"Who is it?" A vigilant female voice came from inside the house.

"It's me, I'm back."

The rain was not loud enough to carry its own sound into the house.

Soon, a candle lighted up in the dark room. Li Zi held an oil lamp and dragged her weak legs to open the door.

"Ahem... Shinichiro, welcome back."

Lizi suppressed a few coughs and took the lunch box handed over by her eldest son.

"I'll wake Ya and A Li up."

After the oil lamp was put away, the light and shadow of the candle stopped fluttering. After Lizi walked into a room, two thin figures ran out soon after.

"It's brother, brother is back."

"Brother, are there any rice balls left today?"

The two younger siblings ran to Shinichiro and scrambled to make their voices heard.

"Ya, Ali, Shinichiro is already very tired, you should be quiet." Riko followed from behind and scolded in a low voice.

"It's okay, mom." Shinichiro touched his siblings' heads and said with a smile, "There are rice balls today too."

The rice balls in the lunch box are already cold, but there is still a reserve of hot water at home.

Hot water with a little salt and ice-cold rice balls. Although the portion is not much, it can ensure that you will not wake up hungry due to overflowing stomach acid when you sleep at night.

When food is not enough, sleep takes up most of the day.

"Ahem..." It was a violent cough that was hard to stop.

After eating two brown rice balls, Shinichiro was hesitating whether to eat the third rice ball when he heard his mother covering her mouth and coughing violently.

His eyes became a little worried. Not long after his father passed away, his mother got cold due to cold. Dealing with his father's funeral used up the last bit of the family's money.

In order to avoid spending money, Li Zi had put off going to see it. Situations like hers were not uncommon in the entire Rain Country.

But since yesterday, Lizi's condition has worsened. Her body has been experiencing frequent fevers, and her whole body is limp and unable to lift her spirits. She has a splitting headache, an unstoppable cough, and a tingling discomfort in her chest.

"Mother..."

Shinichiro shouted worriedly.

"It's okay, cough..." Riko reluctantly comforted Shinichiro, making a heartbreaking coughing sound. "In a few days, it will be fine. It will be the same as before, it will just be uncomfortable for a few days."

Shinichiro hesitated to speak, silently swallowing all the words he wanted to say into his throat.

They have no money, which is cruel and helpless.

"In five days, after the first month's salary is paid, I will definitely take my mother to see a doctor." He secretly made up his mind.

After dinner, everyone returned to their rooms to rest.

Near five o'clock, he was half asleep and suddenly woken up by the sound of running into his room.

"Brother, brother, mom, she can't wake up anymore." The youngest sister, A Li, pushed him and said.

In an instant, like a bolt from the blue, Shinichiro rolled out of bed and ran to the next room.

In the dimly lit room, younger brother Ya pushed and called to the person lying on the bed.

"Mom, mom, wake up."

Shinichiro's hand couldn't stop shaking as he lit the oil lamp and checked his mother's condition. When he saw that his chest was still rising and falling, he breathed a sigh of relief.

"It's hot."

After trying to shout a few times, Shinichiro found that his mother's forehead was extremely hot and that she was unconscious due to the high fever. His heart sank. If this situation continues, the most serious consequences can be imagined. .

Instructing his siblings to put a cold towel on their forehead to reduce the fever, Shinichiro put on his raincoat and hurried outside.

He wanted to find someone who could save his mother, and he thought of the pharmacist who kindly saved his father's illness some time ago.

In his neighborhood, Qing Yaofang was not too far away. After more than ten minutes, he arrived at the door of Qing Yaofang.

"Master Pharmacist, Master Pharmacist."

Bai Ming, who was reading a book, heard an urgent knock on the door downstairs. He put down the "Innocent Old Mother's Book of Salvation" in his hand and walked downstairs.

"It's you."

Opening the door, Bai Ming recognized the gasping young man standing at the door.

"Master Medicine Master, please save my mother."

When Shinichiro saw Bai Ming, he knelt down and begged.

"Let's go." Although he didn't know exactly what happened, he probably had some guesses about the situation. He went back to the house to get his medicine box and said.

While on the way, Bai Ming learned about the general situation from the young man's mouth.

After arriving home, Shinichiro found that there were a few more people at home, including his neighbor Uncle Sato and the others, who seemed to have been called here by Kiba and the others.

"Please, Lord Medicine Master." After a few hasty words with a few people, Shinichiro led Bai Ming into the bedroom.

After Bai Ming checked it out, he realized that the cold had worsened and turned into pneumonia.

First, he took out a porcelain bottle from the medicine box and poured out a heat-clearing pill. He gave it to Shinichiro and asked him to dissolve it with warm water and feed it to the patient to drink. Then he used silver needles to regulate the vitality of the internal organs in order to improve the condition as soon as possible.

After about half an hour passed, Lizi opened her eyes from the confusion. She felt that her energy had recovered a lot, and her headache was no longer so severe. Then she saw several children coming over in surprise.

"Mother.."

"Mom's awake...that's great."

"I am?"

Before she could get too confused, several neighboring women explained the situation clearly to her.

After understanding what happened, Lizi felt heavy in her heart, feeling guilty and guilty.

The family, which was already in trouble, was once again in dire straits because of his illness. If he had not been ill, this would not have happened.

With her little strength, she reluctantly got up from the bed and remained in a kneeling position. She looked at the pharmacist who had saved her husband and herself, and lowered her head.

"Thank you for your life-saving grace, Mr. Bai Ming, but I'm really sorry. I don't have any money at home to pay for your diagnosis."

"Although it is shameless and I have endured your kindness many times, can you please extend our grace for a while?"

The people around him suddenly fell silent. One or two people opened their mouths and wanted to say something, but in the end they said nothing.

The people living in this neighborhood are not very wealthy families to begin with. At this time, the other families are not much better than Shinichiro's family.

"A smart woman."

Bai Ming looked at Li Zi, who was kneeling down and lowering her head to plead with him. There was nothing wrong with what she said, but the time and place were inappropriate.

If you say this when no one is around, it will naturally be more convincing.

But when there are many people around, it would be better for Bai Ming to agree to such a posture. If he doesn't agree, it will undoubtedly damage his reputation as a doctor.

Although Bai Ming doesn't care much about his reputation, he always has to worry about it as long as he still wants to earn a living.

Maybe she had something more in mind, and it was not impossible to stimulate her own compassion, and then exempt her from medical bills and receive free treatment.

This kind of thinking may make people think a little bad, but in fact Bai Ming is certain of his own judgment.

As I have said before, he already has the ability to predict crises due to the training of death in space. The strengthening of the body by "Vajra Qi" has also made his personal five senses become sharper. Due to the language barrier, I am used to carefully observing the micro-expressions on the faces of every person I interact with and trying to figure out what the other person is thinking.

Under the stimulation of these various factors, his intuitive ability was strengthened again, and he gradually began to be able to perceive some gentler emotional fluctuations besides murderous intention and malice.

Most of the time, as long as an ordinary person stands within a certain range in front of him, he can instinctively sense the various emotional fluctuations hidden in the other person's heart, and then it is easy to figure out what the other person is probably thinking.

To be honest, Bai Ming didn't care about some of her calculations, on the contrary, he admired her.

A woman's ability to react quickly in such a difficult situation is ultimately to support her family and prevent it from being completely ruined by a greater storm.

It just so happened that I had a lot of ideas after reading the "Infinite Old Mother's Salvation Sutra" in the past few days, and I could also take this opportunity to officially start some of my plans.

"There's no need for this. I won't charge a penny for this medical treatment." Bai Ming's voice was elegant and gentle. "If money is taken too seriously, it goes against my belief as a doctor."

"It is also contrary to the purpose of our religion. All poor people are our brothers and sisters. But if they are in trouble, we should help them."

As he spoke, Bai Ming clasped his hands together, stood in front of his chest, and recited, "Namo will come and be reborn as Maitreya Buddha."

As he spoke, he also showed a trace of compassion on his face at the right time. In such a charming manner, the people around him didn't feel at all unusual that he suddenly added an identity to them. On the contrary, they felt that it should be the case.

And listening to the teachings he took the opportunity to talk about, several adults around him felt a little strange and incredible. Which teachings could actually have such a kind heart and be able to care about people like themselves and regard them as brothers and sisters? .

Having stayed at the bottom for too long, they have also seen the existence of some sects in the Rain Country, but all sects are closely involved with people at the factory owners, businessmen, martial arts, nobles and other levels.

It seems that there has never been a sect that included poor and humble people in its teachings.

A middle-aged man subconsciously asked, "Sir Bai Ming, what sect do you believe in?"

"Good question."

Bai Ming gave this middle-aged man a thumbs up in his heart, and he explained in a gentle and clear voice.

"The sect I believe in is the White Lotus Sect."

"White Lotus Sect?"

Bai Ming nodded slightly and said to himself, "Yes, the White Lotus sect where the white lotus bloomed, Maitreya was born, and King Ming was born..."