No One Understands the Shinobi World Better Than Me!

Three months after the Konoha shinobi set up camp on the border of the Land of Grass.

Inside the tent, Uchiha Yoru's hands emitted a faint green chakra light filled with life.

A fish, no longer alive on the scroll, began to wriggle as if alive in his palm.

"Mystical Palm Technique, I've finally mastered it!"

Uchiha Yoru smiled. As expected, Kekkei Genkai ninja were the mainstream. After unlocking his Kekkei Genkai, he found that both his learning ability and training speed had significantly improved.

Medical Ninjutsu: Mystical Palm Technique. He had successfully cultivated it, and it was his first A-rank Ninjutsu.

Just then, the tent flap suddenly opened, and a figure with golden hair walked in with a humble smile, holding a red book.

"Yoru-kun, thank you for the book."

Minato Namikaze looked at Uchiha Yoru with sincere gratitude. Although Yoru was different from the other cold and arrogant Uchiha clan members, his arrogance was ingrained in his bones.

Facing Minato Namikaze's thanks, Uchiha Yoru rarely smiled and teased, "I should be thanking you. You've earned me a lot in royalties."

As they chatted, Uchiha Yoru casually swatted the wriggling fish on the scroll to death, wiped his palms, and then inserted the ninja sword at his side into his waist.

"Let's go. Seeing you arrive, I knew there must be a mission."

On the front lines, he often formed an elite team with Minato Namikaze and Uzumaki Kushina to carry out missions, as their chakra natures were very compatible.

Looking at Uchiha Yoru, Minato Namikaze smiled and nodded, putting the book into his ninja tool pouch.

"Yoru-kun, Teacher Jiraiya is leading this mission."

Upon hearing that the leader was Jiraiya, Uchiha Yoru was uncharacteristically surprised.

"Lord Jiraiya. It seems this mission is not simple."

Minato Namikaze chuckled, "It's just a simple mission to deliver supplies to Orochimaru's command post on the front lines."

Although the latter part was not spoken, everyone knew, or rather, the entire Konoha was aware.

Tsunade's younger brother, Nawaki, had died in an ambush while on a mission led by the Jonin Orochimaru. Although Tsunade did not openly blame him, Orochimaru was clearly still consumed by self-blame. Jiraiya was the mediator between the three.

Such matters could only be eased by time.

"I see. We're going to Orochimaru's command post."

Konoha shinobi were stationed in the Land of Grass, and there couldn't be just one location. Orochimaru was at the very front, while they were in the rear.

They had carried out this type of supply transport mission twice before.

"Yoru-kun, when will the next issue be published?"

As the two walked out of the tent, Minato Namikaze showed a rare look of anticipation.

After all, this book had really hit the spot for him.

"The next issue!?"

At this, Uchiha Yoru was stunned for a moment before smiling.

"Since you've read it, you should know that this is also my story. Of the three chapters published so far, the third one has already become a Chunin. The next issue might be when I become a Special Jonin.

Of course, I'll publish it if I have any significant experiences."

Facing Minato Namikaze's praise, Uchiha Yoru's smile hid his true feelings.

The book 'My Struggle' had only just begun with the three chapters he had published. In this shinobi world where ten-year-olds were sent to the battlefield, hearts were empty.

Therefore, in the Shinobi World, the most important emotions, companions (bonds), were born. These were the emotions that shinobi cherished deeply to fill the void in their hearts.

In his previous life, he was a bestseller from island nations (Myanmar). He knew how to gradually manipulate people's minds, no!

He should say, guide this distorted Shinobi World towards the right path.

He would cast a few lures first. Once most of the empty-hearted shinobi accepted this book, he would gradually write what needed to be written based on his strength, influence, and status, thereby achieving his ambition.

No! Achieving his dream!

"Minato, I believe that although shinobi are judged by their mission performance, in the world of shinobi, those who don't follow the rules are called trash, and those who don't cherish their companions are worse than trash!"

At this moment, Uchiha Yoru under the sunlight revealed a firm smile, which stunned Minato for a moment. He then nodded with equal determination.

"That's right, I believe so too. This is the true Will of Fire!"

By now, the two had arrived outside the command tent. Many shinobi waiting for orders were already there. Their conversation drew the attention of many.

Meanwhile, Jiraiya, who was inside the tent, heard their exchange and couldn't help but smile approvingly. "As expected of this Sage's disciple, haha."

Compared to Jiraiya's playful laughter, Tsunade beside him snorted dismissively, "Just two brats who don't know the immensity of heaven and earth."

However, as Uchiha Yoru entered the tent and lowered his head, the corner of his mouth slowly curved upwards.

They took the bait!

His book, and the phrase he constantly promoted, were well-known here among many ninjas from powerful clans.

This phrase, branded into their hearts, was acknowledged by Tsunade and Jiraiya, disciples of the Third Hokage. After the White Fang incident, tsk tsk.

These second-generation members of powerful clans were the future pillars of their families, enough to leave a crack in their hearts, giving them a feeling.

That the Will of Fire under the Third Hokage's regime wasn't as pure as it seemed.

No one understood the Shinobi World better than he did!

The strongest in the Shinobi World wasn't some Otsutsuki, nor was it Bietianzui, but the Will of Fire that could brainwash Bietianzui!

He would write his own Will of Fire in the Shinobi World, letting more people know what the true Will of Fire was!

"Alright, since everyone is here, I will explain this mission in detail."

As all the ninjas assigned to this mission arrived, Jiraiya and Tsunade, seated at the head, wore solemn expressions.

Inside the tent, there were over a dozen Chunin, four Jonin, and led by Jiraiya, an Elite Jonin, making it quite the elite squad.

"Although this mission is very simple, just transporting supplies to Orochimaru's front lines hundreds of miles away, no one can afford to be careless, as we must cross this forest and canyon."

Inside the tent, Tsunade, usually casual, looked serious, exuding a heroic and spirited aura. Her golden twin tails swayed as she pointed at the terrain map, speaking meticulously.

"You might look down on the Grass Shinobi, a small ninja village, but there's one thing we must face: the intervention of the great nations has disrupted the balance in the Land of Grass.

Countless Rogue Ninjas, Mercenary Ninjas, and Samurai are now roaming the borders of the Land of Rain and the Land of Grass. If these people get a bounty, they could rush us from the border at any moment."

Tsunade's solemn expression underscored the seriousness of the situation for everyone.

Uchiha Yoru, below, narrowed his eyes and nodded secretly. As expected of Orochimaru, he was using himself as bait to reveal the front-line spearhead.

This spearhead, plunged deep, could pierce into any part of the Land of Grass at any time and served as a deterrent.

Even though there was risk, ninjas were inherently about risk.

"I order Jiraiya to be the lead Jonin, leading four Jonin and thirty Elite Chunin to be responsible for this mission."

Following Tsunade's final order, all the ninjas in the tent immediately shouted, "Yes!"

After Tsunade finished issuing the mission orders, Jiraiya, clad in metal plate armor, stood up, his usual playful demeanor gone, replaced by solemnity.

"In ten minutes, all ninjas will assemble outside the camp. Dismissed!"

With the command, the ninjas in the tent instantly turned into black dots. Some went to prepare their ninja tools for the upcoming operation, while others headed directly outside the camp.

"Kushina!"

Seeing Kushina remaining alone, Tsunade's face showed a complex expression.