How to Handle It

Konoha was now a scene of utter devastation, with people sprawled all across the outer city.

As the Land of Fire's largest commercial hub, it had a great many outsiders.

However, Konoha kept such matters strictly separated, with all commercial transactions conducted in the outer city.

The first target of Corpse Poison was the victim's lungs. Most of these people were ordinary civilians, and their resistance could not compare to that of ninjas protected by Chakra.

Many of the frail ones could not hold on and died with muffled whimpers.

The hardier ones finally received Konoha's aid.

Konoha's first step was to distribute basic antidotes, ensuring these people could cling to life.

Producing a specialized antidote would take some time.

Naturally, Konoha treated those with closer ties to the village first.

The rest could only wait. Under such circumstances, some people naturally harbored resentment.

There were even those with ulterior motives fanning the flames.

"Just my luck. I came to Konoha planning to do some business, only to run into this."

"All my goods are gone. This time, I've lost everything."

"Didn't they say Konoha was the safest place?"

"I'm never coming again! Not next time either!"

In the Shinobi World, ninjas stood above others, at least stronger than ordinary people.

Even if these dim-witted civilians and merchants were resentful, they could only complain in private. They did not dare provoke Konoha's people.

Still, an incident like this in Konoha would inevitably affect future business activities to some extent.

Konoha's people quickly noticed this and immediately reported it to Namikaze Minato.

Hokage's Office

After hearing the Anbu report, Minato waved his hand and dismissed him.

Konoha was vast and powerful and did not care about such slander. After all, many things in Konoha simply could not be bought anywhere