Transmigrating as the Third Hokage: Make Konoha Great Again!

How do you know if you've mastered ninjutsu?

Take the Fireball spell as an example: both spitting out small flames and creating a devastating sea of ​​fire can be considered casting spells.

The same applies to medical ninjutsu. Many ninjas can actually release a small amount of it, but the quantity is too small to be of any practical use in actual combat.

It makes no difference whether you know it or not.

"You mean, it can be mastered through repetitive training, and the effects can even be applied to 'Holy Land Pill'..."

After receiving Tsunade's approval, Hiruzen Sarutobi's eyes lit up: "Very good!"

"I'm still thinking about how to adjust the industry ninja to produce military medical scrolls in the future."

"Now the problem is solved..."

Hiruzen Sarutobi explained to the bewildered Tsunade:

"Add a small amount of controllable medical chakra to the 'Holy Land Pill' and use it as a training method!"

"This production team of fifteen people, based on the dosage designed by Orochimaru and taking into account the defect rate, will produce an average of about fifteen pills per person per day. And this is just the beginning."

"These health supplements harvested from the nobility are their training ground..."

Hiruzen Sarutobi smiled slightly: "Besides, this can't even be called a harvest; it's already a worthwhile and essential need for them!"

Jiraiya nodded subconsciously.

He could almost see gold coins raining down from the sky, with nobles scrambling and even fighting among themselves to get their share of the purchases.

Money, so much money…

"Once the industrial ninjas have mastered medical ninjutsu, they can then mentor newcomers, allowing these veterans to focus on researching and producing more complex medical scrolls."

The Ninja World is a unique world permeated with chakra.

Politically, it is a hybrid of feudal lordship and superhuman military oligarchy, with a fragile balance of power among the daimyo, ninja villages, and nobles.

The socio-economic structure is based on agriculture, adorned with chakra-driven, industrial-looking products, seemingly showing the beginnings of industrialization.

However, in reality, from ninja weapons to future medical scrolls, war and scientific research supplies, most of them are extraordinary handicrafts produced through collaboration between ninjas and artisans, such as chakra ninja swords, explosive tags, and so on...

Therefore, even with technology, the manufacturing industry must keep up, otherwise it will be nothing but castles in the air.

Training skilled craftsmen was something that Hokage Hiruzen Sarutobi had been considering.

Tsunade quickly caught up with the train of thought, her eyes seemingly sparkling.

She wanted to agree to Hiruzen Sarutobi's plan immediately, but then she remembered her previous questions and went over them in her mind again and again, confirming all the possibilities.

"No problem, teacher!"

"I'll get it done right away, in less than two weeks!" It seemed as if he could see a future where Konoha's ninjas wouldn't die so easily on the battlefield, and even those severely wounded would have hope…

Tsunade couldn't resist wanting to get back to work.

"I'm entrusting the medical development aspect entirely to you!"

"But take care of your health, Tsunade. Serving the village is a long-term commitment..."

"Remember to give the scroll you develop a good name," Hiruzen Sarutobi said.

Tsunade was taken aback.

Naming it? Shouldn't "Medical Scroll" be fine...?

"How about calling it a rope tree scroll?"

Orochimaru spoke softly, a hint of nostalgia in his eyes: "My foolish apprentice always said he wanted to become Hokage in the future and protect all the villagers."

"He even said he would protect me, his master..."

"Saving those severely injured ninjas is something he wanted to see too, isn't it?"

The atmosphere became somewhat melancholic.

"That's fine then..."

"Thank you, teacher!" Tsunade let out a long breath, her eyes seemingly glistening with tears. "You've considered things more than I have. I won't be so impatient with you in the future..."

“You are a bit impatient, but if you weren’t, you wouldn’t be Tsunade…” Hiruzen Sarutobi chuckled, “I’m used to it, and so are you two, right?”

Jiraiya and Orochimaru nodded in deep agreement, showing a tacit understanding.

Tsunade rolled her eyes, but a strange warmth welled up inside her.

She is not alone; she still has relatives who care about her…

Although we are not related by blood, it is as if we are.

Meanwhile, Hiruzen Sarutobi and his disciples continued to finalize the details.

His youngest son, Asma, tucked a book into his trousers and concealed it with his shirt, crept stealthily along the wall like a little mouse afraid of being caught stealing food…

"Don't see me, don't see me..."

"I want to bring the Fire Release Essence to my brothers..."

"To forge the glory of the Azure Dragon, I, as the leader of this gang, cannot shirk my duty!" Asma prayed in his heart.

Interestingly...

Orochimaru, Tsunade, and Hiruzen Sarutobi were so engrossed in their discussion that they only vaguely noticed Asuma getting up, without paying much attention.

But Jiraiya, who wasn't really involved and was busy showing off his breakfast, immediately noticed this guilty-looking action.

Jiraiya and Asuma exchanged glances.

Asuma's eyes pleaded, as if to say, "Brother Jiraiya, please don't make a sound!"

But Jiraiya revealed a wicked smile and shouted:

"Hey kid, what are you doing sneaking around like that!"

Asma's vision went black.

Could it be.

Is the Azure Dragon Gang Leader about to face a great calamity today?

Sigrún has taught at the Iceland University of the Arts as a part-time lecturer since and was Dean of the Department of Fine Art from -. In – she held a research position at Reykjavík Art Museum focusing on the role of women in Icelandic art. She studied fine art at the Icelandic College of Arts and Crafts and at Pratt Institute, New York, and holds BA and MA degrees in art history and philosophy from the University of Iceland. Sigrún lives and works in Iceland.

Second update!

Sorry I'm a little late, relatives came to visit.

I get so nervous when other people are watching me write that I can't write anything at all.

So we could only chat for a while, then I'd pretend to be sleepy and go back to my room to sleep, secretly typing away...

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Chapter 054: The Hokage is going to use the Flying Thunder God Technique to deal with the Azure Dragon Gang.

Hiruzen Sarutobi and the others turned around to look.

Asma subconsciously leaned back, the books tucked between his legs bulging forward.

The already not-so-loose top created a noticeable bulge, and even the hard edges of the book pages were faintly visible...

"Hahahahahaha!"

Jiraiya laughed heartlessly: "Kid, what are you peeking at? At your age, reading books meant for adults is absolutely not allowed!"

"Hurry up and take it out, Jiraiya is going to confiscate it, I need to gather material... not to criticize this rubbish!"

The saying goes, "Since you've gotten wet in the rain, you should take apart other people's umbrellas."

When Jiraiya was a child, he secretly read these books and was caught by Hiruzen Sarutobi, who then killed him on the spot.

Tsunade raised an eyebrow: "Asuma, you brat, you, me, and your Orochimaru-nii-san should learn a lot from you!"

"Even if you learn everything by yourself, you won't become a useful person..."

Hiruzen Sarutobi's face darkened: "That's not necessary."

A gamble, an excessive study of forbidden arts…

If it weren't for their talent and background, other people with Tsunade's and Orochimaru's hobbies would have truly had them in this lifetime.

They're either crippled or executed...

Hiruzen Sarutobi didn't have high expectations for Asuma.

Just be a philanthropic second-generation rich kid.

Don't be rebellious, don't cause any trouble...

If he could be a little more sensible and help him promote himself to the younger generation, that would be doing his job well.

Hiruzen Sarutobi beckoned: "What are you bringing to the Ninja Academy? Why are you doing this so sneakily..."

Asma slowly made her way over.

Jiraiya chuckled and swiftly pulled out the book: "Kid, accept the righteous judgment of your master, Jiraiya!"

The next moment, Jiraiya's face darkened, and he still flipped through the pages, unwilling to give up.

On the cover, the words "The Essentials of Fire Release: The Sarutobi Clan" are prominently displayed.

No, is there something wrong with this kid?

Why are you studying so secretly!

Jiraiya blushed deeply.

“This person is dirty, and his heart is dirty. I knew Asma wasn’t a child like you.”

Orochimaru chuckled: "But where are we taking this? We can't lose it..."

Asma's heart sank. After thinking for a while, he decided to be honest and tell the truth.

He said to Hiruzen Sarutobi, "Father, my friends from the ninja academy and I have formed a gang. We've agreed to bring books from home to improve together..."

Upon hearing this, Jiraiya nearly lost his composure, and Tsunade also burst into laughter.

Gangs in the Ninja Academy?