The ninjas thought about this problem.

This question is actually not difficult to answer.

What they are thinking about is what is behind the problem.

Those who have mastered the power and can control the life and death of others are undoubtedly ninjas!

Is the person who can allocate money... no, the one who allocates resources a noble?

No, it seems it's not just nobles.

Those businessmen can do this too.

Killing these people is very simple.

But doing so will undoubtedly break the rules and destroy the existing order. Will the outcome really be good?

So, should we continue like this?

The money they earn in ten days and a half can buy our lives.

Obviously we can easily control their life and death!

Why should we still live the same life as before?

Kakakka~

The cracks in the wall were rapidly expanding, and the ninja who was lying on the crack to peek outside saw the scenery outside the wall.

It's a completely new, never-before-seen scenery.

It makes people dazzled.

There will also be people who take two steps back in fear, as if the forest outside the wall is a man-eating beast.

Qianye saw all the changes in everyone's expressions, his eyes were dark, and his temperament suddenly changed. It was like a silent abyss, dangerous and deadly, but people still couldn't help but want to get closer, and finally became a part of the abyss forever.

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"When there is a conflict between the two, my answer is -

Often only the former can stand to the end."

"This world is cruel. In order to survive, we ninjas either kill people or are killed, just for a few money tickets that others can easily get."

Qianye's brows were covered with a thin layer of sadness, and his voice revealed helplessness, desolation and grief:

"For this small amount of money, we don't know when we will lose our parents, our children, our friends, and our lovers."

"Maybe in a war, maybe in a mission."

"We are always accompanied by death and blood, tears and separation. Grief makes us numb. We lose our human identity and become cold kunai!"

"Just for these few money tickets."

Zizzi~

Several banknotes were ignited by Qianye, and the hot flames quickly licked the paper. The numbers and patterns on them were distorted and blurred in the flames, and finally turned into ashes.

A gust of wind blew by, and the remaining ashes disappeared without a trace.

People's joys and sorrows are not the same.

But sometimes, people will be happy and sad together.

Among the ninjas present, even the youngest exchange student has tasted the taste of war.

The shadow of war has always been with us and has never gone away.

All the ninjas present have tasted the pain caused by war.

In the war, it wasn't just the ordinary people who lost their lives, the same happened to the ninjas.

However, they ninjas at least have the power to choose.

Ordinary people can only passively wait for the results.

"Nobles and merchants have used this money to control us for thousands of years, treating us as tools and like wild dogs begging for food in the wild!

Tell me, is this reasonable?! Is this the fate of us ninjas?!"

"Obviously," Qianye's voice rose again, like piano music, the tone was rapidly increasing, this was the prelude before the storm came!

There is fire in his eyes, the flames of anger!

"Obviously!!" Qianye took a step forward. His figure was not burly, but he gave people a majestic aura like a mountain.

Toshiro, Loess, Watermelon Mountain Fugu Oni ​​and other elite jounin didn't know why, but they felt that the blood in their bodies was boiling.

Even Ebizo, an old antique who has lived for most of his life, was affected.

Those young ninjas, such as Mei Terumi, Kisame Inigansaki, Mangetsu Oniteng, Samui, Fuga and others, like the ninjas of Konoha, subconsciously straightened their chests and stared at Qianye with burning eyes.

It was as if a soldier was watching his general, his leader, his head of state.

The younger exchange students clenched their fists at some point, and their cheeks were filled with blood due to violent mood swings. Apart from the ninjas of Konoha, they were the people who were most deeply affected by the ability of emotional contagion.

It was clear that they were still hating Uchiha Qianye not long ago, but at this moment, at this moment, they behaved like devout and fanatical converts, looking up to the gods they believed in.

"Obviously!!!"

"We can control their lives and influence their life and death at will, but why do we bow down and obey their orders? They are insects that can be crushed to death easily!"

boom!

This sentence is like the vast ocean that washes away high walls and dams; this sentence is like a raging flame that burns away old chains.

"Tell me, tell them, who! is the master of this world!?"

Uchiha Iron Fire's eyes were no longer cold, like flowing magma. He roared at the top of his lungs, raised his right arm and waved it vigorously, roaring with all his strength:

"It's you! It's Hokage-sama!! Hokage-sama is victorious!!!"

"Hokage-sama is victorious!"

"Hokage-sama is victorious!"

"Hokage-sama is victorious!"

The ninjas of Konoha shouted in unison, and the sound shook the sky.

In a closed environment, people are easily influenced by the people around them.

Deidara, the most rebellious among the exchange students, could no longer suppress the surging emotions in his heart. He pushed away the classmates who were blocking him, rushed to the side of the Konoha ninja, and shouted with all his strength:

"Hokage-sama is victorious!"

He looked at Qianye and listened to the sound waves in his ears, feeling that he had found the direction of his life.

He likes this feeling!

He felt his soul throbbing, he liked such beauty!

Why am I not a ninja of Konoha!

A thought flashed through Deidara's mind. It did not disappear, but took root deep in his mind.

Huang Tu looked at Deidara who rushed to the side of the Konoha ninja and raised his arms and shouted, and he was completely stunned.

Huh? Isn’t that Tadama Deidara from their Iwagakure Village?!

You, Taima, are the direct disciples of the Sandaime Tsuchikage!

Riding on a horse, what are you shouting after rushing to Konoha!?

The envoys from the other Ninja Villages had no time to laugh at the embarrassing Iwagakure Village. They quickly turned to stare at their exchange students, and sure enough, they saw that some of their little brats were actually eager to try.

These exchange students silently lowered their heads under the adults' cold eyes.

But in my heart, I couldn't help but envy Deidara.

They really want to be like Deidara.

After half a minute, Qianye raised his arm, folded his fingers, and clenched his palm into a fist.

The mountain’s cries were immediately silenced.

Qianye took a deep breath, expelled the turbid air from his lungs, and then slowly lowered his arms from erect to flat. He put his fingers together and faced the ninja. After scanning everyone, everyone said with fanatical eyes:

"No, not me."

Everyone looked at Qianye and thought they had heard wrongly.

How could he not be the Godaime Hokage?

Qianye looked at everyone's surprised expressions and said loudly:

"It's me! It's you! It's us!!"

His voice was like a roaring ocean wave, sweeping in all directions:

"We ninjas are the real masters of this world! We ninjas are the real masters of this world!!"

"Hokage-sama is victorious!!!!"
To be continued...