Chapter 463: Midoritsuchi
"I'm done eating!"
Aoba looked at the empty bowl in front of him and felt very satisfied. Every time he came to Ramen Ichiraku, he could feel warm when he ate ramen, which made him feel very comfortable after eating.
"Brother Teuchi, I have something to do. I'll go first."
Aoba immediately got up and left Ramen Ichiraku. This time, he only came to eat a bowl of ramen and did not stay for too long.
Mainly because he hasn't shown himself for a long time.
He had to show himself in front of these people at least once.
Especially before he wanted to make trouble.
After that.
Aoba walked straight in the direction of Anbu dormitory, causing many people who were staring at him to have doubts in their hearts.
Not long after.
Aoba smoothly returned to the Anbu dormitory and disappeared from the sight of these people.
"What's wrong with this person? Does he not move at all?" A ninja who was in charge of monitoring in the dark could not help but mutter. He had been squatting here for several days, and now he could calculate it. He only ate a bowl of ramen and then went back. This kind of behavior was too strange.
"That is indeed what the intelligence said," Another person explained.
"That's right. This young man named Yamanaka Aoba rarely comes into contact with others. He usually stays in Anbu's dormitory most of the time. He basically doesn't come out when he has nothing to do. It is said that he is composing." Another person said.
"Forget it, I am just casually complaining. Our mission is too easy." The first person who spoke said. There were only three of them here. They were a ninja team, and they were specially sent by Hiruzen to watch Aoba.
"At least it's better than going to the battlefield!" Another person said with a smile.
"You guys keep an eye on him. I will report to Sandaime-sama!" After the last person finished speaking, his figure flashed and disappeared.
...
After Aoba returned to his room, he immediately used Kage Bunshin no Jutsu(Shadow Clone Technique), leaving behind a shadow clone. He sat on a chair and picked up a book on the table.
"If nothing goes wrong, I can finish writing today."
Aoba stared at the book and then looked at the shadow clone next to him. Now the book in his hand is a collection of short stories. It mainly focuses on the youth campus series in Ninja School. It mainly focuses on female students and teachers. A short story was an independent story, which does not seem to be laborious, and there was no continuity between each article, which can produce a very fragmented reading experience.
This kind of experience was different from the long story.
Aoba had already written a few long stories from his memory. He found that the same protagonist would always make the readers tired, so he developed this kind of fragmented short story collection method.
At that time.
Aoba used to like reading this type of story.
After all, the story was short and the essence was concentrated.
Very easy to use.
"Yes."
Aoba's shadow clone nodded. He immediately sat down on the chair, picked up the pen on the table, and began to write rapidly in the book.
After all, he was no longer an ordinary person.
He had Sage Body.
Moreover, he also obtained a huge amount of chakra.
As long as he poured the chakra into his brain, he can activate the memory in his subconscious and could present the things he has seen before almost perfectly.
To put it simply, it means never forgetting.
Based on such conditions, Aoba was able to create all kinds of masterpieces because he was knowledgeable before transmigration. In addition, the story must be in the background of the ninja world which allows him to roam freely in the process of writing without any problems at all.
On the other side.
Aoba opened the wardrobe and took out a special mask. He put the mask on his face and put on a cloak.
After putting on the cloak hood.
Aoba's appearance was completely hidden.
"Now I have to go to the front line to take a look."
With a thought, Aoba immediately used Hiraishin no Jutsu(Flying Thunder God Technique). He had already locked onto the Flying Thunder God Formula left on the battlefield.
The next moment.
Aoba directly appears on the border of the Country of Fire and the Country of Earth.
Swish!
With Aoba's appearance.
The bushes in a shadowy part moved a little.
However, no one noticed it.
"Is this the front line?"
Aoba was stunned for a moment. He found that this place was so quiet. It seemed that the battle had ended.
"Strange."
Aoba slowly closed his eyes and immediately controlled his powerful perception to spread out in all directions.
Almost in an instant.
He discovered one chakra fluctuation after another.
This chakra fluctuation was very concentrated. A part of it was on the side of the Country of Fire, and a part was on the side of the Country of Earth.
There was a relatively safe distance between these two groups of people.
Aoba said lightly. He controlled the chakra in his throat and coupled with Sage Body's chakra control, he could easily imitate the Midoritsuchi's voice in Onoki's memory.
"???"
The question mark on the ninja's head became more and more. He didn't know what Midoritsuchi wanted to do, but he didn't refuse. He took a step forward and walked to Aoba's side
At this moment.
Aoba raised his right hand.
He directly touched the ninja's head.
Facing such a scene.
This ninja instinctively wanted to dodge and refuse.
But...
Thinking that the other party was the Tsuchikage guard, he restrained himself and held back this impulse.
Slapped!
At this time, Aoba directly slapped the ninja on the head, and it was quite hard!
"What's the matter with you!"
After Aoba finished slapping him, he immediately berated him. His words were sharp, making people feel that he was angry. He directly gave the ninja a hard time.
"I... What about me?"
The ninja stared at Aoba in a daze. If not for what Aoba had said just now, he would have immediately turned hostile. However, when he heard the latter words, his mind was completely stunned.
"Ding Dong! Memory Reading Succesful! Obtained: Doton: Retsudo Tensho(Earth Release: Tearing Earth Turning Palm)!"
A clear electronic prompt rang out in Aoba's mind, and waves of memories flooded into his mind. However, none of this was important. What he paid attention to was this person's memories.
He quickly checks this person's memories.
Iwagakure Jonin, Michiru.
This ninja was the commander of Iwagakure's ninja army.
"Michiru."
"Tsuchikage-sama asked me to slap you!"
"He asked me to ask you."
"What the hell is going on with you?"
"Haven't you taken down Konohagakure yet?"
Aoba snapped. He was talking while reading Michiru's memory. He needed to quickly grasp the information here.
"Isn't Tsu..."
Michiru was just about to explain, saying that this was Tsuchikage-sama's order. He could not advance too rashly. He had to maintain a distance from Iwagakure where he could come back at any time. Why did it change now?
However.
Before he could finish speaking.
He was interrupted by Aoba.
"Tsuchikage-sama said that we need to defeat Konohagakure now. You know what to do!"
Aoba imitated a relatively arrogant state. In Michiru's memory, Midoritsuchi spoke like this.
"As for the rest..."
"Don't say too much."
"You have to know that Tsuchikage-sama is always right!"
"Now Tsuchikage-sama doesn't want to see you dilly-dallying here!"
"Do you understand?"
Aoba glanced at Michiru coldly. He deliberately used this method to make Michiru think and judge himself. Through Michiru's memories, he found that Michiru was a person with active thinking.
"Oh~"
Michiru nodded in realization and instantly understood something.
"I understand!"
Michiru thought for a moment and knew what was going on.
He received an order from the Third Tsuchikage.
However, this order caused Iwagakure to be unable to attack.
This meant that this order was incorrect.
But Tsuchikage-sama must be always correct!
So...
The previous decision was just a moment of confusion!
Now that he had received the Third Tsuchikage's order, he could now overcome all obstacles and defeat Konohagakure's ninjas without any qualms.
Of course.
The credit for the final victory in the war must belong to Third Tsuchikage!
They had walked on the right path to victory under the wise leadership of Third Tsuchikage!
Michiru instantly figured it out. After he figured it out, he did not have any dissatisfaction. Instead, he nodded at Aoba. The corners of his mouth slightly curled up, revealing a smile.