It was now July.
Early July.
Half of the 60 years in Konoha had passed.
The Land of the Wind and the Fire Country's joint economic plan was moving forward at an unparalleled speed. Now it seemed that some of the procedures were working well. Moreover, the Hokage once vowed that after enduring the three wars, there would be a great economic development, and the first inkling of it would begin to appear.
For example,
According to the mutual aid treaty between the Wind and Fire Countries,
The cheap food produced from the Fire Country could be directly sent to the Land of the Wind in large quantities.
The Land of the Wind no longer had to worry about the food crisis and the resulting high crime rate and social unrest. The surplus agricultural products of the Fire Country finally had a place to go, and they no longer had to worry about falling into an economic crisis due to the food crisis. At the same time, the sand and various ores and gems of the Land of the Wind were continuously sent to the Fire Country.
Then, they were sold from the Fire Country to the rest of the world. The Land of the Wind, for the first time since the founding of the country, had a fixed national revenue other than the poll tax. The Fire Country's infrastructure plan would no longer have a headache due to the increase in the cost of raw materials.
This would help Naruto completely solve the problem of the Fire Country's population increase in the next 20 years, solving a big problem. In addition, various illegal armed forces and illegal economic forces at the border of the Wind and Fire Country were eliminated … No one would laugh at the peace envisioned by the Golden Flash as a big joke. If … there were no accidents.
Of course,
All these signs that represented a good direction did not help those who had different views to avoid disputes.
Disputes and disputes. Therefore, a "behavior guide" that could be accepted by all parties became the top priority.
But unfortunately … the so-called unified law that had been on the agenda since the beginning of the negotiations had not been announced yet. Naruto was not sitting at the negotiating table.
It was natural that no one was willing to accept the other's wrangling. Moreover, I think that no one would be willing to casually discuss an idea that was not quite the same as Naruto's.
Then, what about Naruto?
The young king of the Fire Country had always been silent.
The King of the Land of the Wind, who had been annoyed by the petition group of his own country's business community, only received the words "please wait patiently" written by Naruto.
This did make the whole world a little nervous at first, but soon, the observers and spies who were stationed in Konoha reported to the local forces such as:
Naruto seemed to be caught up in some tricky situation within Konoha.
After all, Shimura Danzo and Orochimaru had just died in Konoha.
Everything should still be under the control of Bo Fung Watergate.
Other than occasionally attending necessary events on behalf of the Fourth Generation, the Third Generation did not express anything. The second reason was that although Naruto was not easy to meet during this period of time, it was not as if he did not show his face. The documents that needed to be approved by him were still being sent out from the Naruto building every day. This proved that the Four Generations Naruto was still working normally.
Therefore, please be patient and do not act rashly.
The Golden Flash would never do anything meaningless.
However, these were the major events of the past few months. For most people living in this land, the most important thing was to fill their stomachs and fill their children's stomachs.
Just like this former war orphan who had just found a job at the construction site of the Land of the Wind's large-scale water conservancy project. He was a lucky survivor of the war and had never been taken in by any orphanage. Until now, he was not sure if he was a citizen of the Land of the Wind. But he was still instinctively sure that he seemed to have found a safe and stable long-term job. Moreover, his daily income was enough to support his wife. If he found a wife who could do something to support the family, they could also support their children.
So he suddenly understood that he definitely did not want to lose this new job that could fill his stomach and only required him to work hard. As for having to shout a few times to thank Naruto -sama when he went to work and received his salary, he would just endure it.
Although he hated it from the bottom of his heart.
Yes, that Naruto did do something good, but why should they thank a ninja? Moreover, he was the most powerful ninja leader among the ninjas. Those children born after the war did not understand, but how could he, as a person who had experienced it, not understand? A ninja, to be promoted to a ninja leader, how many people did he have to kill … What was there to admire about that kind of person?
What a joke! If it weren't for those ninjas, perhaps everyone would have lived a good life. They would have their own hometown, their own land, their own house, parents, husbands, wives, several children, and perhaps cows, chickens, and ducks. If it were not for those ninjas, how could he lose those things that should have belonged to him!
— Curse those demons with hands full of blood to die early. If they died, there would be no more war. Then when he found a wife and had children, there would be no more parents who died in front of their children and children who starved to death in front of their parents.
Therefore, hunger was a very annoying thing, but it was really only people who had been hungry could understand it.
Land of Fire.
Border.
Early morning.
A child quietly curled up in a tree hole in the dense forest. Under his body were rotten leaves stained with dew and mud, but he did not seem to care about this uncomfortable wet feeling … Perhaps it was because he was a little different from others? Anyway, at this time, if someone carefully peeped like the author, they would be able to see a thin layer of sand behind the child. That layer of sand seemed to have a life of its own, trying to help the child isolate all the impurities, coldness, and harm.
Suddenly, a gust of wind blew, and the child seemed to feel something. He stretched out his hand, and when he opened his eyes again, he was already standing outside the hole, looking at the prey in his hand.
The child seemed to be unable to call out the thing in his hand that did not know what danger was. However, I think he probably thinks that this thing tastes pretty good. It's true.
He skillfully tore open the neck of the prey and drank the red blood that gushed out, but the blood did not leave any mark on his body or face. Only because he was Eero, and Eero had the omnipotent sand.
But hunger was something he could only think of himself.
So now, Eero looked at the once living thing in his hand that was no longer moving. After thinking for a while, he tore open the skin and tore a small piece along the muscle and put it in his mouth and chewed it carefully. "It tastes terrible," he seemed to think, "but at least it's easier to swallow than roasting it over a fire."
Gaara swallowed his saliva, trying to get rid of yesterday's roasted bird, which felt wrong no matter what, out of his mind. He even began to think that the prey he had just eaten might have eaten the legendary poisonous mushrooms. Otherwise, there wouldn't be so many flavors floating in his mouth unconsciously about the food he had eaten before. Moreover, every time he was hungry, he would feel a little regret in his heart. Why did he run away?
He knew that he had killed something that he should not have killed. But at that time, he was asleep. What could he do if Ichibi wanted to kill someone? Besides, he did not intend to not take responsibility. Otherwise, when he woke up, he would not be in the familiar dungeon, and he would not have been tied up with chains and seals. Besides, even if he was tied up, he would not have been able to break free. This kind of thing was not something that could be solved as long as he got used to it.
But in the end, it was all because of that troublesome Temari. Why did she break in in the middle of the night and directly tear off the seal and let him run away … At that time, he was sleepy and uncomfortable, and he did not listen to what she said. And that woman was really a fool. She only told him to run away, to run away from people, to run away from the Land of the Wind.
But what about after leaving the Land of the Wind? If you want to go somewhere else, you must go through the Land of Fire, silly woman.
When Eero saw the desert turn into the Gobi Grassland and then into the forest, he knew that he had run to the Land of Fire. He also knew that if he went further, he would reach Konoha. He knew the way to Konoha. He had only been to Konoha before.
But did he really want to go to Konoha? He hesitated. He was never worried about being chased by the Sand Ninjas. He could kill a few of them. But he was a little worried about the Anbu in Konoha. He did not like the knife-like eyes of the dark guys in Konoha, especially when he deliberately or unintentionally paid attention to Naruto's son. And, in fact, there was nothing bad about the forest. At least it was fair, and the stronger one would get to eat and fill their stomachs. Although the taste of the food was always a problem, but … Eero continued to tear the fresh meat with his hands, and his mind inexplicably turned over the taste of Konoha's food. The delicious fried noodles, and the Konoha canteen that was not delicious except for fried noodles.
In short, Eero had been running for three months, and he was already impatient.
…
Ah, what do I do to pass the time when I'm impatient?
Konoha, Land of Fire
1 o 'clock at noon.
Sarutobi House
The deep house was very quiet, and all kinds of trees were lush, and large pieces of short shadows were cast on the floor.
Sarutobi, the former Naruto of Konoha, could only sigh softly. The spring of Konoha had really passed …
Suddenly, a rapid bell sounded, and Sarutobi, who was thinking, was startled. He picked up the small communicator beside him and unnaturally pressed the answer button. Immediately, the voice of Mito Pyloritis came from the other side. "Sandaime? What did you call me for? I was eating and didn't hear. "
Sarutobi was silent for a moment. "It's okay. I just wanted to ask if you were free in the afternoon.
Let's play chess. "
"Tomorrow. My son came back from a mission today. "
Sarutobi was silent for a moment. "Well, I'll see you tomorrow."
"No problem."
And then? There was a beeping sound.
Sarutobi sighed, looked for the green fluorescent screen, and turned it off. He was still not used to this kind of thing.
What was it called a "long-range communicator"? It was indeed better than the average walkie-talkie. As long as the signal transceiver was set up within a certain range, all the people in the area who had it could contact each other. Moreover, it could not be intercepted by non-technical people. Bo Fung Watergate's recent invention seemed to be a communication version of Thor's technology, and if there were no flaws in the internal testing, it was likely to be spread throughout Konoha, and even the entire Land of Fire.
"Nonsense." Sarutobi coughed softly and took a puff of his cigarette. He looked at the walkie-talkie with a screen left and right, and almost threw it out. But in the end, he sighed again. The former Naruto found that he could not understand his successor, the golden flash Bo Fung Watergate.
To say that he was not a good Naruto, that child did much better than everyone imagined. But to say that he was a good Naruto … The Naruto who liked to use himself as the Prime Minister of the Land of Fire was awkward, but he could still stand. But to say that he liked to use himself as an inventor and businessman … Sarutobi once again stared at the device in his hand that appeared together with the current Naruto, who had been missing for half a month, and could not help but twitch his face.
Originally, when he saw that the child Watergate did not look well, he thought that he was on sick leave because he was too tired. But!
Well, who said that a person with a pale face who looked weak had to be on sick leave? He was a genius. Wasn't the most typical example of his smartest disciple? Once that kid was inspired, he did not care about anything else and went straight to the laboratory. He did not see anyone for half a month and was only willing to come out when there was some kind of result. That's right, Bo Fung Watergate's state during that time was quite similar to Orochimaru's when he was a child.
Sarutobi could not help but sigh again. He knew that he should not think about that child anymore because it was meaningless.
But …
Forget it, I don't care, I can't care. I should focus on what's in front of me.
The former Naruto, who was in a bad mood, accidentally saw the table full of sumptuous lunch in front of him, and his mood became even worse. He decided not to waste it, and to hurry up and find someone to eat it. So he could only reluctantly continue to broadcast the number — 000256 — to Xiaochun. It was written in the manual that whoever was looking for during the testing phase would be the ninja's number.
"Hey, Sarutobi, what's the matter?"
Hearing Xiaochun's voice, Sarutobi said lightly, "Come to my place for lunch."
Xiaochun replied, "I've already eaten. What's wrong with you today? Why are you eating so late? "
"Ah, it's a little late. It's fine if you've already eaten, you can continue to take your afternoon nap. "
Sarutobi silently pressed the off button, and then removed the battery of this thing. He suddenly realized that if his phone was turned on, if other people knew his serial number … then wouldn't anyone be able to find him at any time? It was really too uncomfortable.
But he immediately regretted it. If Pyloritis and Xiaochun did not come, he might be able to call someone else, but that small black battery could not be installed. Seriously …
"Sandaime-sama, eat first. Don't wait for Jiraiya and Konoha Maru. Didn't they already say that they won't be coming home for lunch? "The old butler silently handed over a pair of chopsticks," Do you want me to heat up the food? "
"It's summer."
"Yeah, these two kids didn't even say that they weren't coming home for lunch. It's a waste."
"Yes, it's shameful to waste." Sarutobi took the chopsticks and handed it back.
But the butler did not take it, he said, "Sandaime-sama, I've already eaten."
…
It was past one in the afternoon, and those who did not eat lunch were always in the minority.
Therefore, in the Land of Fire, Konoha, Bo Feng Mansion.
They also finished their lunch.
Naruto and Bo Fung Watergate had already finished their work for the day in the morning. Coincidentally, Naruto did not have any tasks today. So, he unceremoniously skipped work and went home. He was now sitting on the sofa, smiling at the chaos in his living room. Jiraiya had snatched Konoha Maru's goggles, and Naruto was helping his little brother, Konoha Maru, get it back. But it seemed that Naruto was still not tall enough … What about Kakashi? The idiot who lost the rock-paper-scissors game was washing the dishes. Watergate smirked, he felt that it was wise to give Kakashi half a day off today. At least there was someone to wash the dishes, haha. But his small old house was indeed cramped with so many people. Once everyone started to play, even washing the dishes would block the way.
And Kakashi did feel that he was blocking the way, but he had to stand by the pool to wash the dishes. As for the occasional punches and kicks that were deliberately thrown at him? It was fine as long as he dodged them … He would not get angry so easily … For the sake of today's lively atmosphere.
Although not all the people who should have come, at least there was a lively Konoha Maru behind Jiraiya-Sama. Otherwise, it would be a bit boring to have a meal with only a few people. And Naruto actually liked this little brother of his very much, but the child probably also vaguely realized that his father did not like him as much as he claimed to be close to his grandfather. So if Jiraiya did not bring Konoha Maru today, Naruto might have really lost this friendship. It was all because of those two bastards, Anko and Guy, who did not come to every gathering. What? Preparing for a mission? It was hard to explain. Even the Anbu Minister knew that they did not have a mission, how could Naruto not know … They were clearly two people who liked to be lively the most, but why were they becoming more and more distant?
Kakashi sighed, secretly glancing at his teacher while washing the dishes. Since that morning three months ago, when he rushed to the memorial tablet and saw his teacher lying motionless on the ground in the rain, he had obsessive-compulsive disorder and would check on him every once in a while to see if he was okay. Otherwise, he would not be at ease.
But it was okay now. His teacher was sitting quietly by the window, holding a cup of fresh juice in his hand and slowly drinking it, smiling as he watched. The afternoon sun shone on his body, because it passed through the leaves, it was a bit mottled, swaying, and dazzling. Kakashi sighed again, covering up the physical activity of yawning. He continued to wash the dishes seriously. He felt that the first half of his 60th year of Konoha was really unusually busy and sleep-deprived. Recently, he was not very busy, but there were not many opportunities to sleep well every day. For example, yesterday, he was woken up in the middle of the night again. That dou, well, Naruto's new Shadow Guard came to inform him again that their Naruto had a fever again. Well, fever again. A simple pneumonia could drag on for three months, and it was not smooth at all. As subordinates, it was hard for them to make up lies every day to prevent unnecessary work from being assigned to Naruto's office … Damn it, couldn't he just peacefully ask for sick leave to recuperate at home! When he was not sick, he wrote a sick leave note every day, why did he have to find an excuse to take a leave when he was not feeling well? It was hard to find an excuse, and besides, did he really have to write on the leave note that Jiraiya -sama had gone crazy today and insisted that everyone accompany him? Since he was not busy now, Naruto decided to take a day off to have a small family gathering. He also invited Naruto, who had not come to play with Konoha pills for a long time. This would help to ease the relationship between the third and Fourth Generations.
Konoha 60th year of July, 3rd.
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