Naruto, Uzumaki Menma, just wants to conquer the world

"What on earth do you do for food?"

"Investigate, investigate. All you can say is investigate. Aren't you the strongest human beings?"

Menma understands very well how difficult it is for the Survey Corps. He has seen the statistics: the mortality rate of the Survey Corps is very high.

The Survey Corps is not strongly supported by the Royal Government, and military expenditure is limited...

But Menma understands the thoughts of the general public better: What kind of existence is the Survey Corps in their eyes?

It is an army that has achieved nothing since its establishment.

It has been like this for one year, three years, five years, or even more than ten years.

The people's patience is limited, and their sentiment in support of the war is not inexhaustible.

The Survey Corps is wasting military funds...

The Survey Corps is just sending themselves to die...

This is a popular saying among the people.

The Survey Corps has never won, never triumphed. Even in the current dire situation, people never place their hopes on the Survey Corps. The Survey Corps is really just “investigating.”

It's a terrible vicious cycle.

The bad feudal system led to widespread hatred of the poor and the weak in society, and the loss of social cohesion...

The military forces that should be expanding outwards do not receive support from the government, do not have sufficient financial resources and personnel, and do not have the support of public opinion...

It would be unwise for me to join the dangerous Survey Corps with my current nine-year-old body...

It would be unwise for the Military Police to set foot in the capital without any political power base...

The stationed corps is a more advantageous transit station.

This was one of the reasons why Menma joined the Garrison Corps.

However, this year, something like this happened: the royal government ordered a general mobilization to launch a campaign to retake Wall Maria.

The royal government, which had always avoided and feared war, actually began to actively and positively promote the Survey Corps and advocate a sacred war against the Titans.

However, this doesn't sound like a big deal.

How can you not fight back after being beaten?

There is a shortage of manpower, and even though Menma belongs to the elite class, he will be assigned to complicated tasks such as "distributing food, maintaining order, registration, and public security management", so he is very clear about the secrets involved.

This so-called war mobilization is pushing these people out to die.

How could the young and energetic Menma hold back?

At the garrison camp, Menma said in the corridor: "These people don't even have a decent piece of iron in their hands, let alone logistical supplies. This is simply a massacre. I have never seen such a stupid military order."

"Don't tell anyone, you idiot," Rico said. "If the military police hear you, you're doomed."

Each city wall is roughly circular in shape, and there are abundant resources such as water, minerals and gas within the walls.

The distance from Maria to Rose is about 100 kilometers, the distance from Rose to Sina is about 130 kilometers, and the distance from Sina to the center is about 250 kilometers.

In this way, the areas of the three regions are actually roughly equal, totaling about 700,000 square kilometers. Even if Wall Maria is lost, the area of ​​human territory should be more than 400,000 square kilometers.

The climate is mild, the land is fertile, and there is a lot of farming to expand the territory...

The farming efficiency and farming technology in this world are not backward...

The worst-case scenario is that we can’t even feed hundreds of thousands of refugees, right?

Just like Armin said, "As long as we can get through this year," Menma also thinks so: as long as we adopt the wartime food rationing system and wait until the next year's harvest, we will be able to get through it.

However, the royal government chose to issue such an order.

Menma fully understands the position of these ruling classes...

This country practices the manor system, and the vast tracts of land have owners. They are not willing to give up their land. Even if they use reasons like "these people are also your subjects and can increase your tax revenue", these land nobles still feel that it is not worthwhile.

That's what landlords are like.

Menma wasn't surprised at all.

The land lords, nobles, kings, and emperors who were born out of agricultural production relations all had a common characteristic: they were accustomed to saving.

Possession...

I would rather let my own food rot...

My own land would rather be left barren...

Merchants hope that all markets will be opened so that their money can be exchanged for power and currency can be omnipresent.

The nobles had to maintain their family privileges and blood privileges, do their best to block the trading market, and set up all kinds of systems and theories of hierarchy, so as to maintain their family advantages and consolidate their generational rule.

This is true for the nobles, and isn't it true for the common people as well?

The residents inside Wall Rose also hate the refugees from Wall Maria immensely.

The night is as dark as ink, and the moonlight casts a layer of silver on the mottled streets.

Menma, who is affiliated with the garrison corps, is performing night security patrol duties.

He was only nine years old, wearing a neat military uniform. The rose badge trembled slightly in the breeze, emitting a firm light.

At this moment, the noise broke the tranquility of the night.

In the alley, three or two thugs surrounded a black-haired girl. She was dressed in rags and her face was full of fear.

The thugs laughed at her and even pushed her. The girl's eyes were filled with tears and she struggled helplessly.

In Menma's eyes, this is one of the reasons why the people in the Trost District hate these refugees: refugees will breed crime.

The young man used the 3D mobile device to get in front of the girl and shouted, "Stop! How dare you bully a weak woman in broad daylight!"

The thugs were shocked by his aura and were stunned for a moment.

They even forgot that it was now night, so where did the "broad day" come from?

One of them saw that he was a child and laughed disdainfully: "Where did this little devil come from? He actually stole the clothes of the garrison troops."

"Don't mind your own business, get out of here if you know what's best for you!"

The thugs surrounded them, shouting.

The young man moved and started fighting with them.

With his agility (sneak attack) and fierce moves (despicable), he quickly beat the thugs to a pulp and left them unconscious.

The black-haired girl looked at the scene in front of her, her eyes sparkling with gratitude.

She gently pulled the boy's sleeve and whispered, "Thank you for saving me."

Menma turned around, looked into her tearful eyes, smiled gently, and said, "You're welcome. This is what I should do."

Under the moonlight, the petite boy's figure appeared even taller and straighter.

He held the black-haired girl's hand, walked out of the dangerous street, and headed towards the light.

"Don't ask me my name. My name is Menma Blossom."

The contradictory words left the girl confused, but this did not affect her gratitude.

"Mina Carolina, that's my name."

Menma nodded, still treating her gently.

He didn't care what her name was, nor would he deliberately remember her name. He just wanted her to remember her name and spread the word about what she had done.

This is shameless Menma.

Then......

Menma dragged these thugs along to collect military merits.

332 When you have money, you become bad: Keeping Miss Arnie Leonard

Recently, there was something that Pixis was very concerned about.

Menma Brown, the archives record that when he joined the training corps, he said: All his family members were dead.

By that time, the impact of the refugees had already exhausted the government and the Corps, so they had no time to verify.

However, after recent investigation, it was found that...

Menma's family members are still alive.

Ever since Menma disappeared, Sasha has lost his appetite.

After returning to Taopa Village, she had no interest in hunting and was listless all day.

But one day, the Braus family received a letter from the garrison. Mr. Braus read the letter and happily announced the fact at dinner time: "Menma is still alive and he is working for the garrison in the Troost District."

When Mikasa heard the news that the boy was still alive, an indescribable joy suddenly surged in her heart.

"Really?" Sasha's eyes lit up, as if they were twinkling with stars, sparkling with anticipation and excitement. She stood up suddenly: "Where is Menma now?"

Under normal circumstances, Mr. Braus would have reprimanded Sasha for "losing her cool as a hunter." However, today was a special case, so Mr. Braus calmly answered her, "Didn't I just say that? In the Trost District."

Sasha's body trembled slightly, it was a trembling of excitement and joy. Her hands were clenched tightly, as if she was praying or cheering.

A brilliant smile bloomed on her face, that smile was like the spring sunshine, warm and bright. The corners of her mouth were raised, revealing her white teeth. She looked so cute and touching.

Mikasa lowered her head in disbelief.

"Really? He's still alive." Her voice was very low, but her tone was full of anticipation and excitement.

Armin is the calmest person here.

He questioned: "As far as I remember, Menma is not old enough to join the Corps yet? Is that right..."

Armin hesitated, afraid that his words might hurt them, but he finally spoke carefully, "Did you make a mistake?"

Everyone looked at him.

He also felt a little regretful.

Mr. Braus gave everyone reassurance.

"No, this is a handwritten letter from the commander of the Southern Garrison Corps." He patiently explained: "Menma performed well in the Xiganshina District and was specially allowed to join the 102nd Training Corps. He graduated early with excellent grades and joined the Garrison Corps in the Tolost District."

While everyone was happy, Alan sat at one end of the long table, his hands clenched into fists, with a determined light in his eyes.

Suddenly, Alan stood up suddenly.

His movements were swift and powerful, as if long-accumulated energy was bursting out at this moment.

"I want to join the Survey Corps!" Alan's voice was firm and loud, and every word seemed to hit everyone's heart.

His face was full of determination and courage, and his eyes were flashing with endless hatred for the giants.

"I will drive out all those giants without leaving a single one!" he continued, his tone revealing unquestionable determination.

Today, Menma is 10 years old.

His outstanding performance in the garrison corps made the training corps instructor Keith always use him as an example to teach the trainees. Keith called Menma a "super genius" who completed all the courses of the training corps at the age of 9.

At the same time, Menma is highly respected in the Trost District.

Menma's constant slogan, "Any evil will be brought to justice," has been passed on from mouth to mouth.

But while fighting criminals, he also offended many people, including some rich and powerful ones.

Pixis had also criticized him. He still remembered that last time, he was called to the command room by Pixis to review his behavior.

Menma spoke righteously.

"I am mentally prepared to fight crime and eliminate evil."

"I dare to compete with evil spirits and I won't give an inch to the tyrant."

"Oh, really?" Pixis smiled and pulled out a document from the backlog. "This is a report on you accepting bribes."

"It's nonsense. I feel really angry."

"What bribe? There is no such thing. This is sheer nonsense."

At this time, Commander Pixis finally understood what "Rebellious 10" and "Unruly" meant in the performance report.