I'm drawing manga in Naruto

Fine, I'll let it go since this guy is busy too.

He sighed and said, "I'll have Zixiao fill in for me at the training ground for a day. Also, have you forgotten that the month-long special training is almost over? Have you thought about ending the test yet?"

"End of test? Oh right, look at me, I've been so busy drawing these past few days that I completely forgot about it."

Akabane patted his head and handed the "MasterChef" comic to Yunlang. "Brother Yunlang, could you please take it to the factory and have them print it out? This comic can be distributed to all trade routes."

"I understand."

Anma Yunlang nodded.

Afterwards, Akabane and Sakumo left the comic book store together.

To be honest, he had been too comfortable during this period and almost forgot that he was still a training instructor in the preparatory department. After all, judging from the training results, Sakumo's training seemed to make those children more enthusiastic.

"Everyone has trained very hard during this period and their skills have improved a lot. Almost everyone has passed. Will there be any more people to be eliminated in the final test?"

The two walked onto a secluded path and began to talk about the problems that followed their training.

"No need. A hundred people in two sessions combined is not a lot. The reserve unit is for ninja reserves, not for actual combat, so these ninjas do not need to be eliminated."

Akabane explained his thoughts, "However, passing it directly isn't advisable either. We still need to make them feel a sense of crisis, so I plan to do this..."

He told Shuo Mao about the plan he had previously come up with.

Shuo Mao nodded repeatedly after hearing this.

The test begins and ends with a fantasy scenario, and finally includes the condition that students have only three chances to fail, encouraging them to keep trying.

He pondered for a moment, then said, "The village may need to replenish its manpower during this period, so some excellent ninjas will be selected to form four-person teams. How should we select them?"

"Is this happening?"

Akabane was slightly taken aback.

"You've been isolating yourself for the past two or three days..."

Sakumo was speechless. No wonder the Third Hokage came to him directly yesterday instead of Akabane. It turned out that he knew that this guy had become a hands-off manager and simply couldn't be bothered to look for him.

Akabane gave an awkward laugh and asked, "How many people does the village need?"

"We need to form at least five groups, so we need about fifteen people."

As Shuo Mao spoke, he took out a booklet from his pocket.

Akabane took it and glanced at it. It was a manga. The art style was rather rough, but it was already quite excellent for a beginner. The manga depicted the war situation in the Land of Whirlpools from the perspective of Sakumo's squad.

He glanced at it a few times and then closed it: "I'll organize it and come up with a storyline later. We'll use this set of questions for the test. You should have the instructors give the students a crash course on battlefield knowledge and skills so they don't get eliminated."

"Ok."

Sakumo responded naturally, then turned to head to the preparatory department.

But as he turned around, he realized—he was just helping out, when did he become Akabane's subordinate?

"I'm going to plan a fantasy world, hehe, please understand, long live understanding, right?"

Akabane pointed to the manga about the War of the Uzuki Country.

"Cut~"

Shuo Mao curled his lip, his face full of disdain.

He was busy with his training every day, and after that he had to help with the training. At the same time, he also had to take care of the manga about the War of the Land of Whirlpools. Did he complain when he was so busy every day?

Slacking off is laziness, what a hypocrite...

"Don't do that. Otherwise, I'll stop updating One Piece for now and focus all my energy on planning the illusion test, and then have my clone take charge of the preparation department?"

Akabane had a mean smile on his face.

"You! You've gone too far!"

Sakumo was furious. This was a threat, a blatant threat!

The next second, he formed a hand seal, instantly increased his speed, and disappeared from Akabane's sight in the blink of an eye.

Out of sight out of mind.

Akabane whistled, feeling a slight pang of sympathy for Zixiao.

I just got back from outside the village and didn't even have time to brag about my promotion, only to find that my friends have all reached about the same level.

After only a few days of rest and completing his Chunin promotion, he was dragged back by Sakumo to train in his place. What a pitiful ninja.

Fortunately, I'll be very busy in just a few days.

Once these few days of training are over, these specially trained ninjas will have become relatively well-developed in certain aspects. After that, as long as this momentum is maintained and training and instruction continue, they will be able to accept missions that are not too difficult.

If there is a Jonin in the team, they should be able to handle missions of difficulty below B rank without any problem.

However, the reserve department is not only for ordinary ninjas, but also includes genjutsu, taijutsu, and the newly added medical ninjas. The ninjas in these three special classes need to be specially assigned.

"I also need to compile the teaching materials for the illusion class recently... I'm so busy!"

Chapter 245 of the food-themed comic was released, and the streets were packed with people!

"Ahem, what did you say? Akabane released a manga with food as its theme?"

The third generation was still smoking, and when his subordinates reported this, he almost choked on the smoke.

"Yes, Hokage-sama, the announcement has been posted. It is said that the convoy has arrived outside the village, but the most serious problem is that the Akimichi clan has all gathered outside the manga shop, blocking the entire street. The convoy cannot get in at all."

The ANBU ninja asked worriedly, "Should we step in and maintain order?"

"Food comics... That kid's come up with some new stuff again. Maintaining order probably won't be very effective. I'll go check it out."

The third generation sighed with a headache.

The Akimichi clan is gentle and powerful, making them excellent allies on the battlefield. However, when it comes to food, they become like gluttons.

He should go there himself, and besides, he's quite curious about food comics.

When the third generation arrived at the village entrance, they saw that Yamano Izumi's convoy was surrounded outside the village and could not get in at all. The Akimichi clan members lined up all the way from the village entrance to the comic book store.

The people in front waited quietly in line, while those behind ate and drank ravenously, holding snacks, grilled meat, sushi, or drinks.

From a distance, it's an absolutely terrifying sight.

"Hey Feng, what are you guys doing? Move aside and stop blocking the door."

Three generations of minor annoyances.

This is outrageous! It seriously disrupts the order of life in Konoha.

"Cough, Hiruzen, I didn't want to either, but the problem is there are only 100 copies today. If we're slow to get them, we'll have to wait three days for new stock... I'll tell you later, I'm almost there."

Akimichi Toki took a step or two forward.

The third generation's forehead veins bulged as he followed up, saying, "Couldn't you have the clansmen wait somewhere first and buy all the comics at once?"

"No, the comic is too good, everyone wants it, so we have to wait in line. That's fair to everyone."

As Akimichi Tokifumi spoke, he took another step forward.

Although they had only seen a few pages of the trailer, they could imagine how wonderful the whole comic would be. This is a food comic that you can't miss.

The third generation took a deep breath and looked back.

indeed.

Aside from the Akimichi clan members, there were actually quite a few other ninjas and ordinary people in line, but they were squeezed among the Akimichi clan members' large bodies and were really inconspicuous.

Not only that, but a few people ahead of Akimichi Torifu were a toad that was a bit bigger than a human, and it had moved to the very front of the line, just one person away.

What a chaotic readership! It's really unfair to let the Akimichi family buy it all.

The third generation sighed with a headache.

"Wow~ Fried rice with egg, it looks really delicious."

"This person named Mapo must be a master chef, otherwise how could she invent tofu that looks so delicious? I really want to try it."

The toad in front bought a comic book and was walking around in a strange way while reading it, occasionally letting out sounds of pride and amazement, which drew angry glares from everyone.

This guy definitely did it on purpose!

"You damn bastard, don't you know not to spoil the plot? If you make that weird noise again, I'll beat you to a pulp!"

The autumn wind glared angrily.

The queue was already frustrating enough, but then there was this guy trying to provoke us, and with egg fried rice and Mapo tofu... just hearing about it made us even more eager to watch!

"Hmph, wanna fight?"

The toad-like figure with a short sword tucked into his waist gives him a provocative look.

"You damn toad, I'll beat you to a pulp!"

Akimichi Torifu let out a loud roar, and then his body swelled up, instantly becoming much larger than a toad, almost as big as the super-sized toads on Mount Myōboku.

Those in line behind quickly moved away to avoid being affected.

However, after growing larger, neither side immediately made a move.

Gamabunta was shocked and a little frightened.

It never expected that this seemingly fat and clumsy ninja could grow so huge in an instant.

Not only his physical size, but also his aura and chakra became extremely violent.

A bit scary!

"Torifu, do you want to destroy Konoha's gates?"

Three generations angrily denounced it.

Akimichi Torifu used the Multi-Size Technique, making his body as large as the gates of Konoha. With the slightest movement, he could easily dismantle the gates.

This is a landmark building in Konoha!

When the Akimichi clan talks about food, each of them changes their personality. And that toad is causing trouble too. Can't they just buy the manga and leave quietly?

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but glare at the toad again.

"Bunta, when the hermit Fukasaku sent you out, he told you not to cause trouble."

Hearing the commotion, Jiraiya rushed over from a distance. He was still wearing a bath towel, so it was obvious what he had been doing. Seeing the scene, he quickly bowed and apologized, "I'm sorry, Sarutobi-sensei and Torifu-san."

"Cut~"

Bunta released the short sword and silently walked into the village.

"Jiraiya, you need to take care of it."

The Third Hokage sighed helplessly. Although they were creatures from Mount Myōboku, toads would "station" there every day after they opened a shop in Konoha. Although the toads changed every day, they were very gentle and didn't cause any trouble in the first few days.

Unlike this one.

"Well... I can only say I'll do my best."

Jiraiya felt a little guilty. He had become much stronger, but Gamabunta had also become much stronger as his chakra accumulated. Besides, given Gamabunta's personality, how could he possibly keep an eye on him when he was so busy?

Seeing Bunta back down and leave, Akimichi Torifu shrank back to his usual gentle manner and said, "Haha, Hiruzen, I'm sorry, I accidentally grew this big. Luckily, Daimon is alright."

"How dare you say that."

The Third Generation sighed wearily, then felt a surge of annoyance. With such a serious incident, Akabane hadn't shown up yet; he was probably hiding at home sleeping in.

He was furious. He exhaled a puff of smoke and decided to go to the Kurama clan and drag that pig out of bed.

Just as he was about to put it into practice, Akabane came running up from behind.

Upon seeing the third generation, his expression changed, and he immediately adjusted his breathing, forced out sweat, and made himself look extremely tired.

"You brat, what are you pretending for over there!"

The Third Generation Roar.

Found...

Akabane lowered his head, then rushed over to the Third Generation and said with a forced smile, "I was working on the illusion design for the end of the special training last night, so I went to bed late."

"Hmph, you made this mess of yourself, so deal with it yourself."

After finishing his sentence, the Third Generation turned and left. He had a lot of things to do, and besides, he couldn't buy the manga here, so there was no point in reading it anymore.