Analyzing the Ninja World Starting from Konoha

Chapter 198 Recruiting People

"Lin—I will create another world where you exist."

Then, Obito slowly turned his head, and his cold Mangekyou Sharingan gave a deep look at Kakashi, who was lying not far away.

"I—will sever the cause and effect of this world!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Obito's Mangekyou Sharingan in his right eye began to spin wildly, forming a distorted spatial vortex.

The vortex instantly swallowed his and Lin's corpses.

The next second, the two vanished into thin air, leaving behind only corpses and a pungent smell of blood.

After Obito disappeared, the battlefield fell into a deathly silence.

A strong stench of blood filled the air, and the corpses of the Mist Shadow members lay scattered haphazardly on the ground.

Just then, a lizard quickly climbed down from a nearby tree trunk and landed on the ground.

Then, the lizard opened its mouth.

A hand emerged from the lizard's mouth, and then, Yamashiro Aoba slowly crawled out of the lizard's mouth.

He stood up, pushed up his glasses, and surveyed the horrific battlefield before him with a calm, serene gaze.

"Is this the power of the Mangekyou Sharingan?!"

He possessed Kage-level combat power simply by opening his eyes.

Of course, Qingye only sighed inwardly, thinking that this kind of power, which came with serious side effects, was just like the evil cultivators in cultivation novels.

He then walked straight to the unconscious Kakashi and knelt down beside him.

Although his eyes were closed, Qingye could clearly sense that there was an extremely special and powerful pupil power contained in that eye socket.

"I'm sorry, Kakashi! But leaving this eye in your body is far too dangerous!"

As Aoba muttered to himself, he took out a specially made sealing scroll from the ninja tool pouch at his waist.

He broke the seal, and with a puff of white smoke, a small, transparent glass bottle filled with pale green nutrient solution appeared in his palm.

Inside the bottle, a scarlet eyeball floats silently, surrounded by three black tomoe around its pupil.

This is Uchiha Kei's Sharingan.

Aoba's hands glowed with a bright green medical chakra.

His movements were extremely gentle and skillful.

The chakra scalpel precisely severed the optic nerve and surrounding blood vessels, and a bloodshot Mangekyou Sharingan was completely extracted.

Aoba quickly placed it into another specially prepared container and sealed it in a sealing scroll.

Immediately afterwards, he precisely implanted Uchiha Itachi's three-tomoe Sharingan into Kakashi's eye socket, and quickly connected the optic nerve and chakra pathways with the Palm Healing Technique. He even thoughtfully treated other wounds on Kakashi's body.

The entire eye transplant surgery was completed perfectly in less than half a minute.

After doing all this, Aoba put away the scroll containing the Mangekyou Sharingan.

With this eye, Aoba had basically collected all the materials from the Sharingan awakening to the Mangekyou Sharingan.

From the distant forest came a dense series of whooshing sounds, indicating that a large number of ninjas were approaching at high speed.

"Konoha's reinforcements have arrived? They're pretty fast."

Aoba stood up, took one last look at Kakashi on the ground, lightly touched the ground with his toes, and stepped back.

The lizard opened its mouth wide again, swallowed the green leaf whole, and then turned into a wisp of white smoke and disappeared from the spot.

Less than a minute later.

Whoosh whoosh!

More than a dozen Konoha ANBU members wearing animal masks, along with reinforcements, landed on the battlefield.

When they saw what was before them, everyone involuntarily gasped.

Even the ANBU, who were used to seeing life and death, were stunned by the limbs scattered all over the ground and the strange wood-style creations.

"There are still living people there!"

A sensory ninja quickly located Kakashi's position and shouted loudly.

"It's Kakashi!"

The medical ninja quickly stepped forward to examine the patient.

"He's still alive, but he's in a coma due to severe chakra depletion!"

The leader of the dark forces looked at the horrific scene around him, his eyes behind his mask filled with shock.

"What exactly happened here? Did Kakashi take down all these elite Kirigakure members by himself?"

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No one could answer him; only the mournful sound of the sea breeze blowing through the trees could be heard.

Hell Valley, on the border of the Land of Lightning.

Aoba's gaze swept over the extremely harsh surroundings, finally settling on a spot not far ahead.

There, a dozen or so ragged, emaciated figures knelt trembling on the ground.

Their skin was dry and cracked, their clothes were so tattered they could barely cover their bodies, and their bones were skeletal, clearly indicating long-term malnutrition.

Several of the children were so thin they were practically skin and bones; they were like a group of refugees.

The only striking feature was their scarlet pupils and vertical irises.

That is a bloodline characteristic of the Blood Pool clan.

That makes sense, though; in such a living environment, those who haven't developed their eyes probably wouldn't have grown up.

Aoba pressed his temples hard and turned to look at Yekura and Ryoichi beside him.

"So—you all went to the trouble of summoning me here just so I could decide whether or not to take these people in?"

Yecang shrugged and pointed to several corpses that had been cut in half not far away.

"This is not our fault."

"Ryoichi took the drugs you gave him and lost control, killing all the capable radicals in his clan."

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Ryoichi scratched his head awkwardly, "Sorry, Lord Aoba, the power I gained in my half-beast form was too strong, and I couldn't stop myself for a moment."

It turns out that the few people Ryoichi killed were radical members of the Blood Pond clan who had been trying to break out of Hell Valley to seek revenge on the Daimyo of the Land of Lightning and the Uchiha clan.

The idea is good, but unfortunately, the ability doesn't allow it.

The core of the Blood Pond Clan's ninjutsu lies in manipulating blood, and the upper limit of their combat power largely depends on the available blood medium in the surrounding environment.

In Hell Valley, those dark red blood pools rich in iron are their natural arsenal, which is why they are so formidable in battle.

But once they leave Hell Valley, without the aid of the Blood Pool, how much blood can they possibly shed on their own?

Forget about seeking revenge against the Daimyo of the Land of Lightning, they couldn't even defeat the few Uchiha guards at the entrance to the valley.

That's right. They had tried to leave the valley several times, but each time they were driven back by the Uchiha guards there.

They also left behind the corpses of many of their companions.

Ironically, they were unaware that the Uchiha clan members guarding the valley had already been recalled before the Third Shinobi World War even began.

These people have actually been free for a long time, they just don't know it. Those few radicals are simply outsmarting thin air.

Yekura and Ryoichi, who attempted to ambush Yekura and Ryoichi as they entered the valley, were instead killed.

After the radicals were dealt with by Ryoichi in a swift and decisive manner, the remaining elderly, weak, sick, and disabled people, in order to survive, took the initiative to show themselves and beg for mercy, expressing their willingness to become vassals and follow the two masters.

Unable to make the decision themselves, Yekura and Ryoichi had no choice but to call Aoba over.

"Three of these people possess some combat ability, though not strong, but they have the advantage of the Blood Dragon Eye's special ability."

Ye Cang objectively analyzed, "Most of the remaining people are elderly and children, and their combat power is not high, but the bloodline inheritance of the Blood Dragon Eye is still there."

Aoba looked at the Blood Pool Clan members kneeling on the ground, their eyes filled with fear and pleading, and stroked his chin.

The elderly men had weathered faces, their eyes filled with both fear and humble hope.

The child secretly moved behind the adult, peering at him with his scarlet eyes, both curious and afraid.

Aoba remained silent for a moment.

To be honest, he does need manpower right now.

Originally, I wanted to form an organization to do some private work in secret.

Even if things fall apart with Konoha, he will have a way out.

But with the addition of Yekura and Ryoichi, he discovered that he had his own faction, and that was really appealing!

They can do whatever they want without having to report, hold meetings, or consider whether it will have a negative impact on Konoha.

Originally, the intention was to poach members from Akatsuki, but those were high-level combatants, meant for fighting.

As his influence on the ninja world grows, some things will deviate from their original course.

Therefore, he also needs to establish his own intelligence network so that he won't be completely in the dark if something really happens.

Then we need to train some of our own little karami.

Moreover, he also had a group of orphans he had abducted from Hyde, and he was worried about who would take care of and train them.

Whether you're herding one sheep or a flock of sheep, it's all the same.

It's just feeding a few more mouths; with his current financial resources, that's not a problem at all.

The real problem is the place to settle them.

Currently, the children and some supplies are hidden in the Grell mine ruins in the Land of Wind.

Although that place is secluded, it is not a long-term solution.

First of all, it is an ancient site, and the environment is not suitable for long-term habitation.

Secondly, once there are many people, and traces of their lives are left, they become easy to be discovered.

Although the Land of Wind contracted its defenses during the war, the war is almost over. At that time, Sunagakure will definitely send people to redeploy and even re-inspect the defenses.

It would be troublesome if someone found out.

It seems I need to seriously consider finding a base that truly belongs to me.

"Alright."

Aoba finally nodded and made his decision.

"Take them away and temporarily house them at the mine ruins. After the war, I will find another place to arrange for their resettlement."

Ryoichi nodded emphatically.

"Understood, Lord Aoba."

After explaining some matters, Aoba released the summoning jutsu and returned to the Azure Swamp.

However, he had just landed and hadn't even had a chance to drink some water when he saw a large lizard scurrying over, its mouth bulging as if it were holding something.

The lizard stopped in front of Qingye, obediently opened its mouth, and then spat out a large amount of stuff like it was dumping garbage.

First to roll out was Hozuki Mangetsu, whose chakra was sealed. Then, with two crisp "clangs," two lightning swords, Kiba, flickering with faint arcs of electricity, fell to the ground.

Finally, there's a ninja sword summoning scroll covered in saliva.

Aoba stood there, staring at the Hozuki Mangetsu on the ground and the pile of spoils, remaining silent for a full three seconds.

"—Should I say that this is truly me?"

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