Konoha: Unable to learn ninjutsu, they had to develop their own.

Secondly, Orochimaru.

Danzo nodded slightly and entered the Hokage's office with a cold face.

Not only the Third Hokage was interested in him, but Danzo also had his eye on him.

Working with him might spark more ideas for developing ninjutsu, but thinking about those experiments, Chiba reflected that he probably couldn't wholeheartedly agree with Orochimaru's values.

Where does my future lie?

As for his sense of identification with Konoha, it doesn't seem to be very strong. For him, as long as he can become stronger, it doesn't matter who he follows.

Perhaps not only that, but Orochimaru, the rogue ninja who left the village, had many informants in Konoha, one of whom happened to work at the Konoha Hospital.

The voices of three generations could be heard coming from inside the house.

"Ah."

I might be on Orochimaru's list too.

To be honest, Orochimaru is actually quite good at dealing with his subordinates.

Chiba had no idea what he and the Third Hokage discussed, but Danzo's greeting to him revealed a message—

He can sell Orochimaru and Shisui, and when he no longer has any value, he will sell himself without hesitation.

Working with him is like an old man drinking poison.

The prerequisite is that they are of good quality and can become his trusted right-hand men, rather than becoming mere tools or ninjas in his eyes.

confused.

"Danzo, what is it?"

Chiba bowed slightly and said, "I have other matters to attend to, so I won't disturb you any longer."

Chiba slowly walked away from the Hokage Building.

Thinking about it carefully, although the third generation is a terrible father, he seems to be a decent partner.

If the next three generations pass away, it seems like things would still be pretty good if Tsunade took over.

As for Danzo, it's a pity he was too difficult to kill. Otherwise, a dead Danzo would have been a better Danzo. If he had died sooner, people might have paid their respects at the monument to the fallen heroes.

"Chiba? You're back from your mission?"

"Teacher Kitayama, yes, you're back."

Chiba smiled.

Kitayama was still dressed the same, in a white coat and light makeup, looking more like a doctor than a ninja.

She brushed the hair that was obscuring her vision back, her beautiful eyes scrutinizing her closely, then smiled with a hint of admiration: "Time flies! It's only been a week or two since we last met, but you seem to have grown up quite a bit."

"It's just psychological. Um, I don't need any help with the surgery, right?"

Chiba chuckled to himself.

"No, after all, it's not wartime, and surgeries of that magnitude are quite rare."

Kitayama said with a smile.

While selecting materials to make the soldier's rations, Chiba replied, "That's good. But you should have mastered that technique by now, right? Even if you don't, I'm sure I can handle it myself."

"Uh, yes, yes, that's right, hahaha, but if there's really that kind of surgery, it's safer if you're there too."

Kitayama scratched his head.

At that moment, she had a strange feeling—

In front of Chiba, I felt more like a student.

Are you planning to make soldier rations?

“That’s right. My partner is going to train in ninjutsu recently, so I plan to make some special chakra soldier pills. I will pay for the materials.”

"These materials don't cost much. What I mean is, if you're not picky, I can give you some of the defective products I made before."

Kitayama Osamu pointed to a box on the side.

Chiba paused, somewhat surprised: "So many defective products?"

"Yes, your soldier ration pills are indeed very effective, but the dosage needs to be controlled very precisely, otherwise the effects will vary considerably."

Kitayama explained, "Recently, we've been considering whether to dispose of it or sell it as second-rate military rations."

"That's true... uh, if there are no side effects, you can talk to the Hokage and see if you can sell this batch of soldier ration pills to them at a low price. Konoha has so many departments that they can definitely handle it."

Chiba suggested.

Kitayama's eyes lit up, and he happily picked up Chiba and spun her around halfway, saying, "That's right, how come I didn't think of that! Thank you so much, Chiba!"

"Uh, I, I think putting me down is the best, the very best way to thank you!"

Chiba was having trouble breathing.

This woman...

You'd never guess he was so imposing when he was wearing a white coat.

"Ah, sorry, sorry. Then you see how many soldier ration pills you need, and I'll take the rest to ask the Third Hokage for help."

Kitayama apologized with a smile.

Chiba squatted down and picked through the basket.

"By the way, Professor Beishan, I have an idea, and I wonder if you could give me some advice."

"Huh? Say."

Kitayama Osamu sat to one side, reading a book in his hand.

Chiba thought for a moment and said, "Although I don't know medical ninjutsu, I know that medical ninjutsu requires extremely high chakra control, and you also have to accurately locate the patient's point while controlling the chakra, right?"

"Yes, that's why it's very difficult to become a professional medical ninja. Even I wouldn't dare say I'm a qualified medical ninja right now."

Kitayama sighed.

Chiba nodded and said, "Yes, that's why I was thinking, why not divide the work? I remember you also have joint treatment, right? In that case, one group of people could locate the patient's location, and another group could be responsible for the treatment."

"But how is that even possible?"

Kitayama asked, puzzled.

She naturally knew the benefits of this method, but it was extremely difficult to implement. Even if someone found the lesion, the human body is like a box, and unless it is completely cut open, the surgeon still has to find it himself.

At most, it saves some time.

"I'm just using division of labor as an example. As for how to achieve it, we can simply optimize the difficulty of medical ninjutsu."

As Chiba spoke, he took out his notebook and opened it to a page.

This is the plan he came up with yesterday.

Kitayama took it and examined it closely; it contained a line of thought—

"Using a barrier technique to absorb medical chakra, and then having the surgeon channel it into ninjutsu?"

She was a little surprised.

This approach...

Do you think this is feasible?

"Is it feasible? Saving on chakra production would make hand seals and techniques much simpler, and the surgeon might have more energy to perform the surgery."

Kitayama thought for a long time before finally nodding and speaking.

"Then I'll have to ask you to find a way to experiment."

Chiba said.

"Not at all. If your invention is proven, it will be us medical ninjas who benefit."

As Kitayama spoke, his feelings were inevitably somewhat complicated.

This child always has so many ingenious ideas; compared to them, my own talents are truly mediocre.

Chapter 39 Five Patterns, Bodhi Seed Transforms Again

"You're only arriving now? We're exhausted!"

"I'm so sorry, I told Teacher Kitayama about a technique idea, but he insisted on keeping me until after dinner before coming over. The price was... in addition to some defective products, I also took some intact soldier rations."

Chiba lifted the basket.

Kakashi raised his eyes: "A defective product?"

The Konoha medical team has always been of a high standard, and defective soldier rations are rare...

Could it be that they're passing off inferior goods as superior ones?

"Well, we're not familiar with the new ration pills yet, so there are quite a few defective ones. I picked out some of the better ones."

Chiba explained.

Every day, without thinking twice, she would grab one and pop it into her mouth.

She was exhausted, with no energy left to refine chakra. Moonlight and Saya were in similar condition. If it weren't for the thought that Chiba would come, they probably would have fallen asleep.

After eating the soldier's ration pills, Chiba took out three sealed bowls from the bottom of the basket.

"No, it's nothing!"

but.

He eats noodles with his head down every day.

"Teacher, would you like to eat somewhere else?"

Tenten and Kazusa's eyes lit up; at this moment, their attention was more focused than ever.

"Ichiraku Ramen, to go."

Kakashi, wearing a mask, took a bowl of noodles and chopsticks, then noticed that everyone was looking at him.