Analyzing the Ninja World Starting from Konoha

Chapter 143 A Sudden Promotion (Please Subscribe)

Aoba hasn't just been doing research all this time.

While bored, he saw murals on the holy site and deciphered them, which led him to discover many secrets about the lizard race.

It turns out that the lizard clan was actually "related" to the snakes in Ryuchi Cave in ancient times.

In ancient times, snakes and lizards were of the same kind.

As the group grew, the snakes chose to dive deep underground and carved out the Dragon Cave in the darkness.

The lizards remained on the ground, occupying the most fertile and abundant swamp basins at the time.

Unfortunately, their greatness made them a target for trouble. Because their territory was too fertile, the lizard clan failed to develop like the Dragon Cave clan.

Instead, over the long years, it has encountered the covetousness and sieges of countless spirit beast clans.

The war not only destroyed the geothermal resources but also cut off the underground water supply, ultimately leading to the complete collapse of the Souma land ecosystem.

As for the magic ores of the lizard race, they were probably gradually lost during this period.

"Elder Chief, my experiment is complete. You can send me back now."

"I'll say that politely," said Aoba.

Then, his expression became more serious: "As for my previous suggestion, what has the old patriarch thought about it?"

This swampy land has been completely abandoned, and even the underground rivers have basically dried up. Not all lizards can adapt to such an environment.

As for transforming the Azure Swamp, Aoba stated that it would be impossible unless he advanced to the Sixth Path level.

No, even if one becomes one of the Six Realms, improving the ecology of a region is not an easy task.

Building is far more difficult than destroying.

Aoba's idea was to give the lizards a new habitat; at least he knew of several places suitable for them.

Even the underground dragon veins abandoned by Loulan are more suitable than the current Cangzhan Land.

The old patriarch remained silent for a long time before finally letting out a long sigh and nodding in agreement with Qingye's suggestion.

"Then I'll leave it to you."

Less than 10% of the newly hatched members of this tribe possess intelligence.

If they stay any longer, the lizard race will eventually degenerate into mindless beasts.

"Also, there's something else—"

Aoba looked intently at the old clan chief. "Could I collect some of your blood?"

"I want to see what the fundamental differences are between the blood and genes of a being that has reached the level of an immortal and an ordinary being."

Old lizard: "...

..."

"Are you researching immortal arts?"

Although somewhat helpless, the old lizard still transformed back into its original form.

After all, this contractor, though acting strangely, was indeed their clan's last hope.

After collecting the blood, Qingye also plucked some scales and sealed them away with satisfaction.

"Well then, see you later."

boom!

A cloud of white smoke exploded, and Qingye's figure disappeared into the stone forest.

"Reverse Spirit Communication Technique!"

On the border of the Land of Wind, deep underground, lie the remains of a dragon vein.

boom!

As the white smoke dissipated, the green leaves fell steadily to the ground.

"Lord Aoba, you're back."

The red lizard responsible for guarding this place peeked out from the shadows.

"Yes, thank you for your hard work."

Aoba gave a brief greeting, then eagerly stepped onto the sand mat and soared into the sky through the underground passage.

After leaving the desert, Aoba did not immediately rush back to the front line of the Grass Country.

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When he passed through several towns, he deliberately landed and found underground money exchange shops and a few middlemen to buy some of the latest information about the ninja world.

After all, he had been missing for so long, so he needed to figure out the current situation first and come up with a good reason so that he wouldn't go back completely clueless.

When he saw the contents of the intelligence scroll, he couldn't help but raise his eyebrows.

He was not surprised that he would become famous after defeating the Four-Tails Jinchuriki.

Surprisingly, the fame became a bit too much.

What "Konoha's second White Fang," "the successor to the Third Hokage," "the future God of Shinobi"—

Looking at these ridiculously exaggerated titles, Aoba immediately knew what was going on.

"That old fox, Onoki, is actually using the 'praise to kill' trick—"

It's a clumsy tactic, but it has to be said that it will bring him a lot of trouble.

In addition to this, there was another major event that shocked the ninja world.

That was the Third Raikage of Kumogakure, he's dead!

The Third Raikage of Kumogakure, while leading his troops in a surprise attack on the Land of Earth, inadvertently fell into a trap meticulously set by Iwagakure.

In order to cover his subordinates' retreat, this man, who was known as having the "strongest spear" and the "strongest shield," actually chose to stay behind alone to cover the retreat.

One person held off the frenzied attack of ten thousand elite Iwagakure ninja!

The battle lasted for three days and three nights!

Ultimately, he died from exhaustion due to complete depletion of chakra and stamina!

Is the Third Raikage dead?

Although the Third Shinobi World War was also extremely brutal, only one Kage-level character was definitively killed in action.

Oh, as for the Third Kazekage, he was either the catalyst for the war or he was killed by his own people.

He did not die in battle.

However, the death of the Third Raikage also meant that the Third Shinobi World War had truly begun.

I continued reviewing the intelligence, and sure enough, it was true.

With the death of the Third Raikage, the newly appointed Fourth Raikage, A, directly declared war on Iwagakure!

The Hidden Stone Village and the Hidden Cloud Village are now locked in a full-blown conflict.

Apart from that, the rest was all information of little value. Aoba twisted the intelligence into a ball, and suddenly hot lava rose from his hand, burning the intelligence to ashes.

Looking at the black ash that had fallen from her hand, Aoba's lips curled up slightly as she stepped onto the sand mat and flew towards the Land of Grass.

"With Kumogakure and Iwagakure locked in a fierce battle, the pressure on Konoha should be much less, right?"

Aoba stroked his chin, thinking that this was good news for him.

However, when he spent two days leisurely flying back to the front-line command post in the Land of Grass, he realized that he had been too naive.

"Aoba! You finally decided to come back!"

Inside the command post tent, Jiraiya, sporting dark circles under his eyes, saw Aoba walk in and grabbed him—

She put her arm around Qingye's shoulder, afraid he would run away.

"Lord Jiraiya, what happened—you went to Kabukicho Ichiban-gai again?" Aoba couldn't help but comment, looking at Jiraiya's exhausted appearance.

The entire command center fell silent, and everyone looked at Jiraiya with strange expressions.

Jiraiya blushed and immediately shouted at Aoba, "Gathering material! I was gathering material! Understand?"

"No, I haven't been there recently, no, I haven't been—"

Seeing that things were getting worse the more he tried to explain, Jiraiya quickly changed the subject.

"Alright, let's get back to the point. You're back just in time."

Jiraiya then briefly explained the current battle situation.

It turns out that although Iwagakure did not send a large force to invade the Land of Fire on a large scale because of Kumogakure's declaration of war, they changed their tactics.

Break it down into smaller parts!

Iwagakure dispatched a large number of small elite units, no longer attempting to directly attack Konoha's defensive lines and strongholds, but instead bypassing the defenses and penetrating deep into the borders of the Land of Fire, specifically targeting and plundering civilian villages that lacked ninja protection.

They grab what they can and run, never lingering in the fight.

This disgusting guerrilla tactic tormented Jiraiya terribly.

The forces on the Konoha front were already stretched thin, and there simply weren't enough people to intercept these slippery Iwagakure squads.

Even worse, the frequent raids on villages on the border of the Land of Fire directly angered the daimyo of the Land of Fire.

The man wasn't concerned about the lives of ordinary people, but rather about the state of his own wallet.

If the common people are robbed, who will pay their taxes?

If tax revenue decreases, will the military budget allocated by the Daimyo to Konoha also be reduced?

Seeing the daimyo using military spending as a threat, the Third Hokage was also very troubled and could only put the pressure on Jiraiya.

The third generation did send some people over, but compared to such a long border, this number was insufficient.

Jiraiya even created more than a dozen shadow clones for this purpose, but not everyone can do what Naruto did, creating thousands of shadow clones to support the battlefield.

As a result, Jiraiya was completely weakened.

That is, what Aoba sees now.

"I've been so worried these past few days that I'm almost bald. I nearly couldn't resist sending Minato a distress signal and calling him over from the Cloud Village front!"

Jiraiya stared intently at Aoba, a strange light flashing in his eyes.

"so----"

Aoba suddenly had a bad feeling.

That look seemed familiar, reminding him of the scene in his past life where his boss had painted a rosy picture for him.

"You can fly! You're highly maneuverable! You have a wide field of vision!"

Jiraiya waved his hand and drew a huge circle on the battle map, encompassing almost a third of the border of the Land of Grass.

"From now on, you are the deputy commander-in-chief. All personnel and patrol duties in this area are now in your hands!"

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"ah?!"

Aoba felt like Jiraiya was just playing around when he heard him call him "Deputy Commander-in-Chief".

"No, Jiraiya-sama, I just got back and haven't even had a hot meal yet—"

"What are you waiting for! The fighting is urgent! Get going!"

Jiraiya shoved the appointment documents and personnel roster into Aoba's arms, then unceremoniously kicked him out of the tent.

Standing at the entrance of the tent, Aoba was somewhat bewildered, holding a stack of document scrolls in her hands.

"Never mind, let's go check with the logistics department first to see what food they have."

After Aoba left, the pineapple-headed ninja standing nearby asked with some concern, "Lord Jiraiya, is this really alright?"

"Don't worry."

Jiraiya smiled confidently. "Don't underestimate him."

Meanwhile, on the other side of the ninja world.

The Land of Water, in the western sea.

A salty sea breeze howled across the surface of the sea, and a strong stench of blood permeated the air on a sizable island.

The dried corpses of the Hidden Mist ninjas lay scattered on the beach, their deaths extremely gruesome.

In the center of these corpses stood a tall, aloof female ninja with orange hair.

It was none other than the hero of Sunagakure, the Scorching Release: Pakura.

Around her floated several fireballs radiating terrifying heat, distorting the air slightly.

"Lord Yekura, the remaining Kirigakure forces on the island have been completely wiped out, and the stronghold has been captured!"

A Sand Village ninja quickly stepped forward to report.

"Very good, immediately establish defensive fortifications and supply points."

Yecang coldly issued the order, his gaze fixed on the direction of the main island of the Land of Water.