Naruto: I'm really not an evil scientist!

The horn on the side has turned into King Gigi.

For him, ten thousand taels was really just a drop in the ocean, but seeing Beiliuhu spending money recklessly made him feel extremely uncomfortable.

"You definitely need to buy tools like explosive tags before doing a mission!" Hiruko couldn't help but roll her eyes at the guy.

Kakuzu reluctantly accepted this reason: "Even so, you'd better get moving!!!"

Hiruko then handed the pen to Kakuzu and said, "We're going to write something, but I'm too lazy to write anything, so I'll give it to you. You can write, can't you?"

The veins on Kakuzu's forehead throbbed slightly.

Of course he can write. How could a ninja not be able to write when on a mission, since he needs to read the mission scroll?

Hiruko's attitude was infuriating, and Kakuzu threw a powerful punch at him.

However, Hiruko's fist collided with his, and Kakuzu's right hand instantly went numb and lost sensation.

Hiruko's physical strength was far beyond what Kakuzu could match.

"You've been plotting against me from the very beginning; you're the worst person in the world!"

"I already regret it, why did I believe you?" Kakuzu roared angrily.

"Why are you saying so much? Will we make money or not? If we give up, then the 650 taels will be gone for good," Beiluhu said unhurriedly.

Kakuzu remained silent, but ultimately couldn't bear to part with the money he had already spent, so he sat down.

Following Hiruko's narration, he began to write.

What story do you want to write?

Of course it's "Young Abing"! That's a memory for Hiruko!!!

Ah Bing's high school grades were not ideal, but

Chapter 160 Brother, wanna buy the novel?

This was one of the enlightenment works of Beirut.

Furthermore, Hiruko felt that the image of a landlady was also very suitable for the ninja world.

"What exactly did you make me write? Is it a novel?" Kakuzu looked at Hiruko speechlessly.

“That’s right, it’s a novel. I just took a walk around and confirmed that the sailors in this town are very bored on the ship and need some emotional support.”

"But women can't be brought on board, and they're illiterate and can't read those technical books."

"So you made me write this."

"As long as we can make money, isn't that enough?" Hiruko tempted.

Kakuzu reluctantly wrote down what Hiruko had instructed him to do.

However, Kakuzu had already made up his mind.

If we don't make money in a little while, we'll definitely tear Beiliuhu to pieces.

Hiruko had already seen the anger in Kakuzu's eyes, but he didn't care.

Because he knew that for Kakuzu, the most important thing was to make money; as long as he could make money, everything else was negotiable.

Overall, this is a masterpiece that allows readers to escape worldly troubles and immerse themselves fully in the story.

When you temporarily set aside all the suspense and immerse yourself wholeheartedly in the story, it's as if you've stepped into a dreamlike realm.

It must be said that this was achieved thanks to Beiruhu's extraordinary intellect in adapting the work.

This is indeed a rare and exceptional novel.

With his current abilities, adapting a novel with erotic elements and making the plot more natural, smooth, and reasonable would be a piece of cake for him.

Outsiders are completely unaware of the enchantment within and will only become lost in the illusion.

The epilogue of the novel.

Hiruko suddenly had a whimsical idea and asked Kakuzu to draw several portraits of the most beautiful people he had encountered during his ninja career.

Characters like the landlady, a charming and sophisticated young woman, and his girlfriend Zhenhui, are all women the protagonist encounters by chance on his bloody and murderous journey.

With her exquisite painting skills, Kakuzu captured their most beautiful moments on the canvas.

Upon seeing these paintings, Hiruko exclaimed in admiration, secretly marveling at Kakuzu's incredible luck in encountering so many beautiful women.

It must be admitted that Kakuzu's painting talent is truly amazing; every painting is lifelike.

The portrait of the landlady, in particular, exudes an indescribable aura of a young married woman.

Soon, Hiruko obtained this special novel manuscript, which was practically perfect.

"Okay, okay, stop being so angry, let's go sell it right now!"

"Do you really think anyone would be willing to buy something like this?" Kakuzu had lived most of his life and seen all sorts of things, but this was the first time he had ever encountered a novel like this.

After all, he had absolutely no interest in matters between men and women.

Kakuzu has always been a conservative ninja in his mindset, and he himself has no need for such things.

Moreover, for some unspeakable reasons, he is now even powerless.

Even if others buy it, they won't mention it to him.

Hiruko felt there was no need to rack his brains over this; he could simply find someone to try selling it to and find out.

They wandered around the town, and soon their eyes were drawn to a strong young man with prominent temples.

The two men quickly stepped forward, cornering the young man against the wall. Hiruko calmly revealed the novel.

The young man turned deathly pale with fright. Before he could even wet himself, he hurriedly begged for mercy: "Don't kill me! Don't kill me! I'll give you whatever money you want!"

"Please don't do anything!"

"Hey bro, wanna buy some 'special' novels?"

And so, the first novel sold quickly and successfully, fetching a total of one thousand taels of silver.

They didn't get this price by threatening others with shurikens; the other party readily agreed as soon as they saw the exquisite hand-drawn book paired with the captivating novel content.

After all, a high-quality hand-drawn book like this, coupled with a captivating novel plot, is a real bargain, and the other party does indeed have this kind of need.

From any perspective, this era is an exceptional choice.

If there is enough time, Hiruko will definitely add one or two zeros to the price before selling it.

However, selling novels is not the core focus of this operation; it is merely the beginning of the entire plan, so the quantity sold is not important.

Kakuzu looked at the meager thousand taels of silver in his hand. Although his attitude wasn't particularly enthusiastic, he couldn't hide a hint of joy: "It actually sold. We should be able to make about twenty more copies from the remaining paper."

"You're quite interesting." This amount of money wasn't much for Kakuzu, but he thoroughly enjoyed the process of making it.

He seemed to be born with a passion for making money. Watching wealth accumulate little by little in his hands brought him immense joy, and even his attitude towards Biluhu improved considerably.

Before Hiruko could speak, Kakuzu took the initiative to request additional printings, which Hiruko naturally did not refuse.

Practice makes perfect, and Kakuzu was extremely efficient when he took action again. Soon, the two of them had nine more copies of the special novel in their hands.

Of course, the rapid printing speed is also thanks to Kakuzu's tentacle-like abilities.

With this ability, novels can be easily copied.

Just like before, the two of them found a few young men on the street and quickly sold out these twenty special novels.

It feels really good to have 20,000 taels of silver so easily.

However, it's getting late today, and there won't be enough time tomorrow. There are only two days left in total. Even if Kakuzu goes all out, he probably won't be able to sell it for ten million taels.

But now that the situation is much better, Kakuzu is willing to cooperate with Hiruko.

Earning 20,000 taels from a cost of 650 taels is still a very good return in Kakuzu's eyes.

This guy never considers his own human resources costs; he's completely exploiting himself.

However, Kakuzu is not without brains. A simple calculation shows that even with his full cooperation, it would be difficult to achieve the goal.

Both of them knew that selling in small quantities like this wouldn't be enough; to really make big money, they had to rely on printing.

“Now let’s use the money we have to print these books. It doesn’t matter if the quality is low; the key is to do it in large quantities,” Hiruko said.

Kakuzu had no objection to this; the more he saw Hiruko acting with ease, the more he trusted him.

"However, in my memory, regular printing plants probably wouldn't be willing to take on something like this."

After all, although this is a ninja world and some aspects are still relatively backward, some things have already begun to take the shape of modern society.

Going to a reputable printing factory for printing is risky; even if you have enough money, they might not be willing to take the job.

The sheer number of notebooks they possessed was clearly insufficient to persuade the printing factory to voluntarily disregard legal risks.

“You don’t need to find a legitimate printing company. Just follow me. Where there’s a market, there’s demand. Where there’s trade, there’s business. Nobody does business at a loss, but people do this kind of illegal, special business.” Hiruko said, leading Kakuzu back into the town.

They went to a small hotel and used the remaining money to buy some breakfast.

It was still early, and there were very few pedestrians.

Hiruko strolled around the town, his sharp eyes quickly locking onto his target.

He walked briskly, heading straight for a seemingly ordinary guy with a shifty, sneaky look.

Hiruko immediately stepped forward and asked, "Brother, where can I buy a lot of doujinshi?"

The other person looked them up and down several times, his eyes full of suspicion, and then said in a sarcastic tone, "Brother, isn't it a bit inappropriate for you to ask this question?"

Beiliuhu quickly smiled apologetically: "Don't be like that, brother, please help me out."

Then, Beiruhu stuffed ten thousand taels into his arms.

The other person took it in their hand, smiled, and said, "Come with me!"

The shifty-eyed fellow led them through the town in a series of winding, circuitous routes, until they finally arrived at a secluded courtyard.

Upon arriving at the destination, the man had no intention of going in; after leading the two people there, he hurriedly left.

Hiruko and Kakuzu did not rush in; they went back first to retrieve their original special novels.

Only then did they step forward and knock on the door. After a short while, a young apprentice who looked to be about thirteen or fourteen years old came out, staring at them warily, and asked, "Who are you? Why are you unfamiliar faces?"

The young apprentice was still very young, and his eyes were full of wariness.