Analyzing the Ninja World Starting from Konoha

Qingye didn't make a sound, but simply squatted quietly on the treetop to observe.

This is the foundation of the ninja clan.

Even a seemingly dim-witted fat man could master such a powerful and destructive secret technique. Meanwhile, ordinary ninjas were still struggling to learn how to throw kunai.

Judging from the plow marks around him, this guy has been cultivating here for some time. With a background and a willingness to work hard, even if his talent is lacking, he is already at the finish line for most people.

The fat man didn't seem to notice the audience in the tree. He patted the dirt off his butt and took out a handful of ration pills from his ninja tool bag and stuffed them into his mouth.

"It's still not working... My chakra is being used up too quickly," the fat man muttered, somewhat frustrated. "If this continues, I'll definitely be eliminated."

Aoba narrowed his eyes.

While the Akimichi clan's secret techniques are powerful, they place an immense burden on the body, requiring a large amount of calories to convert into chakra. Therefore, members of this clan constantly eat to store energy as fat.

In addition, they also had those three-colored pills that they used desperately.

Green spinach balls, yellow curry balls, and red chili balls.

Especially the red one; eating it can instantly burn all the fat in your body and grant you strength a hundred times greater than yourself, but the price is that you will most likely die.

Pharmacology…

A thought flashed through Aoba's mind.

[At this point, I hope readers will remember our domain name: 202ᴋᴋs.ᴄᴏᴍ]

If we could obtain the Akimichi clan's secret medicine formula and combine it with the chip's analytical capabilities, we might be able to develop a drug with fewer side effects that could stimulate the body's potential. This could be used in emergencies, since the ninja world is far too dangerous, and accidents could happen at any moment.

"Again! Multiply Technique!"

With a low shout, his body instantly swelled up, curling into a ball once more, and charged towards the ravaged tree.

"Human Bomber!"

Qingye watched for a while, then shook his head and disappeared into the depths of the forest.

He wasn't interested in watching others roll in the mud; since everyone else was putting in the effort, he wanted to join in too.

How about we solve the food problem first?

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Time quickly passed and it was afternoon.

A campfire was lit beside a stream deep in the forest.

A large wild boar lay on the ground with only a wound on its neck, which had severed its main artery, and the blood was flowing away with the stream.

Killing is not cruelty; Aoba used illusion magic to bring the wild boar down and it passed away peacefully.

This wild boar can't be considered a true ninja beast; at best, it's just a wild animal with chakra, lacking intelligence.

This beast was his target.

Aoba used a kunai to cut off a thigh, skillfully peeling off the skin, deboning, and cutting the meat.

He doesn't have a chakra scalpel, but he can still use his strength to achieve miracles, and he can even use a kunai as a knife without any problem.

Set up a fire and skewer the meat.

No oil was needed; after grilling for a short while, the oil sizzled and oozed out. Qingye took out the special seasoning from the bag and sprinkled it evenly on the meat. The rich aroma of meat mixed with the special fragrance of spices wafted far away on the wind.

"That should be about right."

Aoba took out a kunai, cut off a piece of meat, and put it in his mouth to taste it.

Crispy on the outside and tender on the inside, it melts in your mouth and has no fishy or gamey taste as you might expect. Instead, the meat is firm and chewy, leaving a lingering aftertaste.

Logically speaking, wild boar meat should have a poor taste, with coarse texture and a strong fishy smell, but the result was different from what he expected.

No, it's not that it's different; it's more that the magical chakra makes the wild boar meat different!

Just as he was about to enjoy his meal, a rustling sound suddenly came from the bushes beside him.

Soon a fat figure emerged from the bushes.

Ha, I didn't expect it to be the same fat guy from this morning.

His clothes were soaked with sweat, and his face was covered in bruises, clearly showing that he had suffered a lot during his cultivation.

"It smells so good...!"

The fat man sniffed, his Adam's apple bobbing up and down, his eyes fixed on the roasting meat on the grill, as if he were bewitched.

Fortunately, he quickly realized his lapse in composure, stopped abruptly, and awkwardly rubbed his hands together: "Um... I was just passing by, really just passing by, I was attracted by the smell."

"Hmm, it's alright. We're all from the same village. I can't possibly finish all this wild boar meat by myself."

"Well... I'm sorry to bother you."

"sit."

Aoba pointed to the stone opposite and handed over a skewer of freshly grilled meat.

"Thank you! Thank you!"

The fat man didn't care about being polite anymore. He took the skewer of meat, ignored the heat, and took a bite.

For the Akimichi clan, food is not just energy, but also a belief.

"Hmm!"

His eyes widened instantly.

The oil burst in his mouth, the spiciness of the spices blending perfectly with the savory meat, the satisfaction so intense he almost swallowed his tongue.

"This is so delicious! The taste... mmm, this is the best barbecue I've ever had!"

The fat man looked blissful, his eyes practically sparkling with happiness.

Qingye smiled without saying a word.

As a chef, it's quite gratifying to receive genuine praise for the food.

Although he knew his barbecue was indeed delicious.

He spent a lot of time finding various spices such as magnolia buds, cinnamon twigs, costus root, and cumin.

During that time, I ate countless plants raw and drank a lot of antidotes.

These things are like a game-changer in this ninja world where seasonings are scarce.

Otherwise, why would hot pot restaurants be so popular? It's all thanks to these essential seasonings.

"Um."

After swallowing the last bite of meat, reason regained its footing, and Hongtai finally had time to observe who could make such delicious food.

The sky was getting dark, but by the flickering campfire, Akimichi Kota was still able to make out the face opposite him.

Huh?

Turns out, he was just a kid like me.

Although the other person was wearing sunglasses, judging from their youthful face, they might be even younger than me.

Despite being roughly the same age, they both exuded a maturity beyond their years.

The calm and unhurried manner with which she shares food reflects her confidence in her own abilities.

"Um... my name is Akimichi Kota." Kota wiped his mouth a little embarrassedly and introduced himself.

"Yamashiro Aoba," Aoba replied casually, her hands still turning the meat skewers.

Kota thought that Aoba might not know his background, so he added, "I am from the Akimichi clan."

"I know," Aoba said calmly. "There's a student from the Akimichi family in our class."

"Uh-huh?"

"Ninja Academy? You're a student at the Ninja Academy?" Hongtai's voice involuntarily rose a few decibels.

He then noticed that Aoba was not wearing a Konoha ninja headband. This discovery made him feel extremely ashamed. Fortunately, the other party did not seem to care and was not a suspicious enemy.

After reflection, I was deeply shocked!

Hongtai stiffly turned his neck to look at the enormous creature lying beside him.

How could a student who hasn't even graduated from the Ninja Academy possibly take down such a large wild boar all by himself in the Forest of Death?

This wild boar is over three meters long, with sharp tusks like two curved knives, and its fur even bears traces of past battles, all of which prove its strength.

Even a newly graduated genin squad would avoid such a ferocious beast, but now it's turned into a pile of food.

Looking at myself, I can't even practice a multiplication technique without exhausting myself and I have to rely on soldier rations to keep alive.

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