Naruto: In Konoha Village, I awakened Wood Release at the start.

Leaf.

Mission Lobby.

After a brief period of deathly silence.

A roar erupted throughout the mission hall.

The ninjas have gone completely mad.

In the past.

Although ninjas do take on missions, it's only to earn money to support their families.

After receiving the reward and buying ninja tools and food, there was very little money left.

Therefore, their enthusiasm for completing tasks has always been low.

But things are different now.

Merit points!

That's a valuable commodity that can be directly exchanged for advanced ninjutsu!

Ordinary ninjas would never dare to dream of B-rank or A-rank ninjutsu, but now they are blatantly displayed on the exchange list.

"Get out of the way!"

"I want to accept a mission!"

Ito's eyes were bloodshot, like a raging bull.

He shoved aside his companion who was blocking his way and rushed toward the mission dispatch platform.

The other civilian ninjas were not to be outdone, and they rushed frantically to the service windows at the edge of the hall.

The Chunin in charge of registering were so frightened by this scene that they retreated repeatedly.

Chiba stood on the second-floor railing.

He looked down at the chaotic, churning crowd below, his gaze calm.

Kakashi stood behind him on the left.

The newly appointed head of the secret service was breathing slightly rapidly.

The ninjutsu of Konoha is a monopoly and has always been a closely guarded secret among the major clans.

Ordinary people have to pay a heavy price to acquire a C-rank ninjutsu.

Chiba's move directly broke down the class barrier.

"Lord Hokage."

"Are you really going to make those forbidden techniques available?"

Uchiha Shisui stood on the right and asked in a low voice.

His gaze fell on the very bottom of the exchange list.

The words "Flying Thunder God Technique" and "Eight Gates Formation" were prominently displayed there.

"Oh!"

"These things left in the roll will only get moldy."

"Konoha cannot become strong by relying on just a few so-called geniuses."

"I want everyone to understand that as long as you dare to fight, you can get everything."

Chiba didn't turn around and answered directly.

That being said.

But I want to exchange for an S-rank forbidden technique.

It wouldn't have been possible without Chiba's approval.

at the same time.

The noise in the hall grew louder and louder.

Several registrars from the Nara clan were sweating profusely as they processed the task rolls.

"Don't push!"

"queue!"

"If you push any further, you'll be disqualified!"

Nara Shikaku stood at the front desk and shouted loudly.

But his voice was quickly drowned out.

"Rank A Mission!"

"Give me that A-rank mission to subdue the rogue ninja!"

"Youth cannot wait!"

"I'll accept this quest worth 1000 merit points!"

A rough voice boomed out.

Matt Kay, wearing a green bodysuit, burst in through the door.

He moved so fast that he left afterimages, leaping over the crowded people and slamming his ninja certificate onto the table.

"Kai".

"Don't you usually only do D-level weeding tasks?"

"This rogue ninja is extremely vicious; I'll take care of him."

A thick arm reached out from the side.

Asma, with an unlit cigarette dangling from his lips, pressed down on the mission reel.

He tugged at the reel with all his might, but it wouldn't budge.

"Asuma, weeding used to be a way to strengthen my body."

"Now I need to accumulate merit points to exchange for more powerful martial arts techniques!"

"I will not back down from this mission!"

Matt Kai grinned, revealing his gleaming white teeth.

The two stood at the counter, neither willing to give way.

Chakra subtly rose within the two of them.

Nara Shikaku covered his forehead, feeling a throbbing pain in his temples.

"You two, that's enough."

"Senior Shikaku, how many A-rank missions are left?"

"I want that intelligence-gathering mission to the border of the Land of Water."

Kurenai Yuhi also squeezed to the very front.

Her eyes were fixed on the signboard on the wall.

These rarely seen key figures, like housewives scrambling for discounted vegetables, showed absolutely no expert skills.

In just over ten minutes.

The signboard displayed twenty or thirty A-rank missions, which were snapped up by this group of elite Jonin.

He was so angry that he stomped his feet because he failed to get an A-rank mission as a Jonin.

"Shikaku, are there really no more A-ranks?"

"I need three thousand merit points to exchange for a Wind Release ninjutsu."

Genma Shiranui was chewing on a senbon needle, his face showing some anxiety.

Nara Shikaku spread his hands, indicating that he was powerless to help.

"Since there's no Grade A, let's make do with Grade B."

"Escorting the Tea Kingdom caravan, 100 merit points, register me!"

Shiranui Genma spat.

His gaze quickly moved downwards, fixing on the B-level mission area.

His actions instantly awakened the other Jonin.

Yup!

If the quality isn't good enough, make up for it with quantity!

Ten B-level tasks are equivalent to one A-level task.

The Jonin immediately turned their guns around.

Start frantically sweeping through B-level missions.

Now it was the veteran Chunin's turn to get anxious.

Rank B missions were originally their main battleground.

"Senior Genma."

"What are you doing, a top-tier Jonin, trying to steal our escort mission?!"

A veteran Chunin was on the verge of tears.

He had just set his sights on a mission to quell bandits when it was snatched away by someone else.

"The rules don't say that Jonin can't take on B-rank opponents!"

Without looking back, Genma Shiranui grabbed the scroll and ran outside.

The hall descended into a frenzied infighting.

The Jonin's overwhelming attack put immense pressure on the Chunin's survival.

Ito squeezed into the crowd, sweating profusely.

His strength is only just at the threshold of Chunin.

But the B-level mission board became visibly bare.

"I'll accept this quest to deliver a letter to Tanabata Street!"

Ito was extremely anxious.

He suddenly turned around and lunged towards the C-level mission area.

He had just reached out his hand.

A small, fair hand suddenly appeared from the side and snatched the scroll away first.

Ito flew into a rage and turned to look.

He is a member of the Uchiha clan.

"What are you looking at?"

"The police department is off today, so I'll come and earn some merit points too."

Uchiha Tekka, holding the scroll, glanced at Ito.

Ito dared not speak out in anger and could only retreat in frustration.

The civilian ninjas finally realized what was happening.

It's not just Jonin who are being demoted to take on missions.

Even the ninjas from the major clans joined in the revelry.

They assumed that their family had a secret technique passed down through generations and wouldn't care about these things.

But they were wrong.

Chiba threw out the exchange list, which contained many things that made the clan's ninjas envious.

The ninja tools are made of chakra metal, and there are even water-style techniques left behind by the Second Hokage.

These things can't be bought with money.

It can only be exchanged using merit points!

No matter how deep the clan's ninja heritage is, there are no merit points.

They, like the common ninjas, all started on the same footing.

If you want good things, you have to work hard.

"The C-rank missions are gone too!"

A desperate wail came from the crowd.

Ito stood there, stunned.

He stared at the empty Class C billboard, his mind blank.

Just half an hour.

From Grade A to Grade C.

Hundreds of tasks that had been accumulated were all swept away.

This is unprecedented in Konoha's history.

In the past, these tasks would have taken at least half a month to complete.

Now there's not even a trace left.

Those chunin who didn't get the mission were practically drooling with envy.

Their gazes all turned to the last area.

D-level mission board.

Finding cats, weeding, picking up trash, and walking the dog for Mrs. Daming.

These were chores that ninjas usually considered shameful and avoided at all costs.

Now it has become a hot commodity.

Even a small achievement is still an achievement!

Ito gritted his teeth and lunged towards the D-class area.

"I'll take on the task of helping Grandma Li find her lost cat!"

"Help Grandpa Wang plow the field at the east end of the village, give it to me!"

An even fiercer struggle erupted in the hall.

Just now they were complaining about the lower-ranking ninjas on the D-rank mission.

At this moment, they were squeezed on the outermost edge by a group of Chunin and even Special Jonin.