Double-transformation: I, Sakura Haruno! Will crush the pirates!

"Sigh, that's all we can do!"

Chapter 297 Prelude to the Talks

[Notification: Achievement 'No One Resisting Rice' has been completed, earning 300 achievement points!]

[Current achievement points balance: 200 points!]

At the construction site of Konoha Village's reconstruction, the girl wiping the dust off her face turned around in surprise.

'So, the way to trigger achievement rewards in the ninja world is to hunt down strong individuals? And destroy organizations?'

After carefully recalling her experience of acquiring achievement points in the ninja world, Sakura narrowed down the methods of acquiring achievement points in the ninja world to a vague range.

But the destruction of Kazekage Rasa and the Land of Fire did not trigger any achievement rewards. How can this be explained?

Uchiha... Uzumaki... wait, could it be!

【...】

It really is!

Sakura stopped what she was doing and stared at the line of text that only she could gaze upon.

From the head of the Uchiha clan to Nagato Uzumaki of the Akatsuki organization, there are two conditions for triggering achievement point rewards: first, the strongest member of the ninja organization; second, having a blood relationship with the Otsutsuki clan.

'Good, good, good, I've finally figured you out!'

【Ah! 】

After achieving the goal of the daily teasing system, Sakura turned her attention back to the construction team in Konoha.

With her joining the effort, the reconstruction work progressed by leaps and bounds. Hundreds of single-story houses with two or fewer floors were built at once, and the chakra consumed was not as fast as she recovered.

If this were in my past life... well, being a civil and wood immortal isn't so easy.

"Wood Release: Linked Pillars Technique!"

Yamato roared, his face turning red as he poured all his chakra into the ground, yet he could only manage to build six wooden houses.

After the spell was activated, his cheeks sank slightly, looking as if they had been hollowed out.

"Tsk tsk tsk, are you even up to the task, Greyhound!"

Sakura deliberately walked past him, lightly punched his shoulder with her fist, her emerald eyes full of mockery.

"Hoo hoo hoo~, Sixth Hokage, not everyone's chakra is as monstrous as yours, and I'm not a Senju ninja either!" Yamato was so exhausted that he was almost fainting, but he still managed to retort with all his might.

"Don't call me the Sixth Generation, you're asking for it again, aren't you?" The girl raised her fist and shook it with a slightly threatening gesture.

"Ha!" Yamato remained silent, only letting out a cold laugh.

Who can't see that your Hokage lineage is passed down from master to disciple? Among the Fifth Hokage's disciples, you are the most outstanding.

If you weren't the sixth generation, Yamato would have eaten up all the houses you built by tomorrow.

Just as the two were joking around, a chill crept into the air.

Sakura and Yamato glanced sideways at the same time. A ninja, completely covered from head to toe, stood beside Sakura and spoke to her.

"Six...cough cough, Lady Sakura, the two assistants request that you go to the Hokage's office. Jiraiya-sama is also there." The Anbu member, influenced by Yamato, called out the wrong title and coughed awkwardly.

Sakura glared fiercely at the smirking Yamato, then formed a hand seal and activated the Flying Thunder God Technique.

call out!

As the power of time and space descended, the scenery around Sakura rapidly receded, blurring into chaotic blocks of color. By the time the mottled scene gradually became clear, she had already appeared in the Hokage's office.

I didn't bother to greet them much, so I just walked over to the sofa, sat down, and put my legs up on the coffee table.

"What happened? Is it more urgent than rebuilding the village?" Sakura's gaze swept over the three people in front of her.

Mitokado Homura, Utatane Koharu, and Jiraiya looked at each other in bewilderment. In the end, F2 overwhelmed Jiraiya with their numbers, forcing him to bite the bullet and speak.

"Sakura, a letter has arrived from the Land of Iron, requesting a Five Kage Summit to discuss the Akatsuki matter." Jiraiya carefully considered the information and tried to express it concisely.

"But look, Tsunade is unconscious, and there's no one around right now..."

"Wait! Does the teacher mean I should attend in place of the Hokage?"

Seeing Jiraiya gradually aging, Sakura knew exactly what these three were up to.

Jiraiya chuckled awkwardly, "Well, there's no one else around. You've been doing a pretty good job as Hokage lately, haven't you?"

"Don't even think about it, there's no room for discussion. Besides, aren't you here, teacher?" Sakura warily stared at the group of people in the office, ready to use her Flying Thunder God Technique to escape if things went wrong.

"But do you think I look like someone who can represent Konoha?" Jiraiya shook his empty sleeves helplessly.

The expression on his face made no attempt to hide his feelings, asking her, "How can you bear to let a disabled old man shoulder this burden?"

"You're only going to this meeting. If you don't want to handle the rest of the matters, you can send them back to Konoha!"

Koharu Utatane immediately saw through the girl's lazy nature and prescribed the right remedy, "Besides, this trip to the Land of Iron is on official pay, so you can put aside the village reconstruction work and have guards accompanying you to ensure your safety..."

"Well... on another note!" The girl's face showed an expectant look.

Judging from what Koharu said, it seems that going out of the village is better than staying in Konoha and grinding dust.

Not only can the village's Hokage's messy affairs be conveniently pinned on Jiraiya, but he can also get a publicly funded trip – a win-win situation.

"Wow, Konoha is my home! Who else but me would do this for the village!" Sakura said, one hand on her hip and the other patting her chest confidently.

"Alright, that's what I've been waiting for!" Mitokado Homura tapped his cane on the corner of the table. "She agreed, come in!"

The office door was pushed open, and a white-haired, masked ninja and a man with a cigarette dangling from his lips and a fire character wrapped around his waist walked in.

"These two are the guards the village assigned to you this time. I'm sure you're familiar with them, so I won't go into further details!"

Mitokado Homura and Utatane Koharu stood up simultaneously. "The meeting will be held in half a month from now in the capital of the Land of Iron. Please, please do not let another tragedy occur that leads to the destruction of the capital!"

Sakura: "..."

Kakashi: "....."

Asma: "..."

Old Deng certainly has a knack for being sarcastic and sarcastic, but if he's worried about another tragedy of the capital being destroyed, why did he even bother assembling this nation-destroying squad? Does he think the Iron Kingdom is having it too easy?

While Konoha was making intensive preparations for the meeting with the Land of Iron, the other major ninja villages were also making their own arrangements.

The Country of Wind, Sand Hidden Village.

"Gaara, who are you planning to take with you?"

The Sand Village high-ranking officials in the conference room looked expectantly at the Kazekage on the main seat, hoping that their children could gain this rare and safe political capital and have the title of Kazekage Guard in the future.

"Temari, Kankuro, you two come with me!" Gaara's indifferent gaze swept over the ugly behavior of the surrounding high-ranking officials, calmly defusing the situation.

He also took away two of the few skilled fighters in the village, forcing them to provide money and manpower to protect Sunagakure's safety after he left.

Temari and Kankuro exchanged a glance, both seeing the smirk in each other's eyes.

However, due to the occasion, he still bowed his head and replied, "Yes!"

The country of earth, the village of Iwagakure.

"Old man, if you can't handle it, just step down. What kind of behavior is it to occupy the position of a young person every day?" Kurotsuchi, a girl dressed in red ninja attire, mocked her grandfather without any mercy.

"What did you say!" Just as Onoki's anger rose, the weight of the backpack on his back caused a cracking sound at his waist.

Then his old face contorted in pain, and he knelt shakily on the ground.

Seeing his appearance, Hei Tu let out a hearty laugh, "Hahahaha!"

The country of thunder, Yunyin Village.

"Samui, Samui, where are you!"

The Fourth Raikage, A, charged wildly out of the Raikage Building, which was now only half a mountain peak.

After searching everywhere to no avail, he grabbed a ninja's clothes and said, "Tell Samui that I went to the Land of Iron for that damn meeting. When she comes back, tell her to pick one person to form a Shadow Guard to follow me!"

After saying that, he released the ninja, and his whole body was enveloped in lightning as he rushed out of Kumogakure.

The Kingdom of Water, the Hidden Mist Village.

"Ming, this is our first overseas trip since we corrected the wrongs. We must re-establish diplomatic relations with other major powers. The future of the village is in your hands!"

An elderly man with a cane was chatting incessantly with a young, mature woman, completely ignoring the increasingly impatient look on her face.

"Alright, alright, Master, leave it to me!" The tall and slender Mei Terumi took the Mizukage Hat from the other's hand and waved to the young man behind her.

"Let's go, Qing!"

And so, the forces of the five great ninja villages began to gather in the Land of Iron.

Heading towards the final peace talks on the eve of that war that would change the future.

Chapter 298 War Signals Beneath the Frozen Soil

The Iron Country, the capital, three days before the talks.

As a harsh land covered by snow all year round, its small size, scarcity of resources, and coastal location have shaped the country's unique cultural system.

The martial arts groups centered around 'samurai' absorbed all the talents in this country who could use chakra, so this region could not produce intelligence mercenaries like ninjas.

"Hey, to put it bluntly, it's just a different way of making a living in this bloody world. There's no need to distinguish between high and low, noble and base, right?"

On the street, a pink-haired girl wore a light pink trench coat, with a slim-fitting suit shirt and tie underneath, hot pants, delicate velvet stockings that hugged her long legs, and a pair of tan high-top leather boots.

Kakashi and Asuma, who had also changed into oversized oversized sweatshirts, followed behind her.

He put his index finger to his lips and almost blew it raw, frantically gesturing to Sakura.

Stop talking, stop talking, my dear aunt!

If you anger them and kill someone, it could escalate into a diplomatic incident!

"Tch, I know!"

Sakura, sensing their nervousness with her Observation Haki, clicked her tongue. "And you two, don't be so nervous. This is a trip for fun... a meeting. Don't act like you're doing something wrong!"

He casually tapped them, correcting some of the guarded postures typical of ninjas for Kakashi and Asuma.

Sakura led the two of them into the commercial district on the outskirts of the capital of the Land of Iron.

The year-end has just passed, and the weather is still cold, so it's not yet the season to plant potatoes.

The residents of the Land of Iron will have time to relax and have a good rest.

Among these places, the most bustling are the casinos and the izakayas (Japanese pubs).

Next are the various hot spring streets and shops. It can only be said that after the fighting and strife subsided, the preferences of residents from different countries were not very different.

Sakura was strolling down the street in a great mood when she suddenly spotted a popular izakaya (Japanese pub).

The aroma of the wine wafting through the air piqued my interest.

"Come on, let's drink, it's on me!"

The girl stopped in front of the gate, turned around and beckoned to the two people behind her.

Kakashi and Asuma didn't even have a chance to refuse before Sakura grabbed them and immediately took them into the store.

"What did you discover? Is there anything unusual in the Land of Iron?"

Inside a private room at the izakaya, Kakashi sat near the charcoal fire.

He looked up at the disciple who had been gathering intelligence ever since entering the Land of Iron.

Now that you mention it, I think I kind of feel that way too...

Asuma leaned against the wall, pulling his hoodie tighter around himself, a look of reminiscence on his face.

Along the way, many residents of the Iron Kingdom shivered in the cold wind, their clothes somewhat thin.

He initially thought it was a local custom, but if it was a custom, why didn't the middle-class people in the izakaya do the same thing?

"Asuma-senpai has also noticed that the residents of the Land of Iron lack warm clothing!"

Sakura picked up the strong liquor brought by the waiter, poured it into her mouth, and then picked up a side dish and took a bite.

"You mean, the price of winter clothing has gone up, or maybe they've simply sold off their existing winter clothing!" Kakashi raised an eyebrow.

He pulled down one mask to reveal another, took out a straw, inserted it into the wine glass, and sipped slowly.