Konoha’s 50 Years

The dark night filled the dense forest, and everything around was calm again. As if the fierce battle just now did not exist.

The surrounding light was very weak, and there were three wounded people, so the group of four walked very slowly.

The forest in summer is full of all kinds of mosquitoes.

Naoshu drove away with his hands, and kept looking at Mikoto and Uchiha Chen with his eyes.

At this moment, Uchiha Chen put his hand on Mikoto's shoulder and slowly walked forward with Mikoto's support.

Uchiha Chen was stared unnaturally by Rope Tree's small eyes.

He said impatiently, "What are you looking at?"

"Look at you."

Uchiha Chen calmed down, "Didn't I ask you to help me? He's a normal person. Between you and Mikoto, you can choose Mikoto."

"Cut." Rope tree grimaced, and then made a strange cry.

"Shengshu, what are you pretending to be cute. You're obviously a big guy with stubborn feet. It's your uncle!" Uchiha Chen resisted the discomfort.

He felt a little nauseous.

I didn't feel so strong when I just killed someone.

Rope tree didn't answer, just looked up to the sky forty-five degrees. Then he stroked his little brown hair and sighed softly.

"No, you don't understand." Rope Tree shook his head.

"A genius who killed Jōnin at the age of nine, plus a genius who opened a writing wheel at the age of nine. I suddenly discovered that I don't know when, I have become the shortcoming of this team."

Uchiha Chen was startled, he was about to pat Shengshu on the shoulder, trying to comfort him.

But Shengshu still said melancholy, "It's all because of excellence that blinded my eyes and made me arrogant."

"......"

Orochimaru, who was wearing a ninja suit, smiled and didn't speak, and continued to walk in the front.

After walking for a while, a few of them finally came to the windmill village.

However, the current windmill village has been reduced to ruins.

It seems as if it was leveled by the demolition brigade and the urban management.

There was black smoke everywhere, and there were sporadic burning fires.

Uchiha Chen looked around for a week. He didn't think he would come back here again.

A small task can create so many waves.

But the end result is always good.

How to say it, at least he will destroy a village by one person in the future.

Orochimaru walked to the door of a house that had not been affected by the detonating talisman, and stopped.

He stood at the door, looking out at the broken village, then fell silent.

The whole sky was dyed crimson red by the fire of the detonating talisman, and it looked a bit coquettish under the siege of the dark night.

Mikoto helped Uchiha Chen to find a clean place to sit down.

The rope tree made a seal, and then puffed out his mouth, "The water escapes and the water is chaotic."

Under the flood, the surrounding fires were all extinguished.

Shengshu smiled, "I'm pretty good at using the water escape with my hand. Do you mean something like a water god?"

Uchiha Chen nodded, "It's really good. In the future, if you are not a ninja, you can also eat as a firefighter."

Orochimaru was silent for a moment, and said in a hoarse voice, "Your mission is not over yet."

"No, this place has already become like this, and it hasn't been completed yet?" Shengshu asked suspiciously.

Orochimaru did not answer the rope tree. He sat down casually on the ground.

"What do you think is the last thing a ninja needs?"

This sentence is very strange.

A ninja needs too many things, needs ninjutsu, chakra, experience, all kinds of things. A ninja can give a thousand answers.

But what does a ninja need?

Orochimaru pointed to the little brown woolen rope tree for him to answer.

Rope tree hesitated for a moment, then scratched his head and asked, "Doesn't need to be excellent?"

"......"

"Because people who are too good, no matter where they are, are like fireflies in the darkness, so vivid and so outstanding."

In a sense, what the rope tree said also makes sense. Geniuses are the easiest people to target on the battlefield.

But Orochimaru always feels weird.

It is also a six-year compulsory education at the ninja school. Why is the fifth-grade rope tree so beautiful, while others can only be far behind.

Orochimaru resisted the urge to pretend that he wanted a detonating charm to blow up the rope tree. Then he looked at Mikoto.

"What about you, Mikoto?"

Orochimaru was still very interested in this disciple who had opened the Sharinyan at the age of nine.

It is not uncommon in the history of the Uchiha clan to write round eyes at this age, but it can definitely be ranked first.

It is Uchiha Fugaku, the son of the Uchiha patriarch. He is not a teenage man now.

Mikoto thought about Orochimaru's words carefully, and then slowly said, "Is it a relationship?"

"You're partly right. Your reach is too big."

"Ninjas are people, not tools of murder. No one can deny themselves feelings."

"With their own subjective feelings, everyone can't avoid this. You can be angry or sad. As long as it doesn't affect your own judgment, it doesn't matter." Orochimaru said slowly.

"You're the only one left. Chen, if you answer wrong again, it's a pity that I'll give you a D rating for this mission."

"Will there be any consequences for a D-level evaluation?"

"You are likely to lose the chance to become a Genin after graduating next year, and you need to stay another level."

"After all, this will be related to the mentality with which you will go to the battlefield in the future. It will also be related to your survivability on the battlefield. Mentality determines your destiny. You said this."

Uchiha thought for a moment, "Since you said that Mikoto's answer is too broad. That means it's just a certain emotion. So...is it pity or pity?"

"Yes, it is mercy." Orochimaru nodded.

"A ninja can be angry, hateful and happy during missions and wars, but only you can't have mercy."

"This pity goes both ways. You can't have pity on yourself, and you can't have pity on your enemy."

Seeing Naoshu and Mikoto's doubts, Orochimaru continued, "It's like you and you are fighting enemies, of course you can kill each other without hesitation."

"However, if the wounded enemy is lying on the ground. It is the women and children of the unarmed enemy, or the mission asks you to slaughter civilians, can you do it?"

"They are crying, pulling your trousers, begging you to let them go, can you go down?"

Orochimaru asked in a hoarse voice.

"The strong have innate pity for the weak. But that's the last thing you need as ninjas. That's the last thing I'll give you."

"I don't have so much time on the battlefield, I'll give you to adapt."

"When you die, there is nothing left."

"So, what you have to do now is very simple."

Orochimaru stood up. He took out three kunai and threw them at the feet of the three of them.

"In the house, there are some robbers and some of their family members who were not killed by the detonator. Now I am tied to the house."

"Pick up Kunai and go kill all these people. I'll wait for you at the door."

"Of course, it doesn't matter if you can't do it. After all, it's you who are going to the battlefield, not me."

.............