You're Too Weak—So Weak It Makes Your Toes Curl

The battlefield was so dangerous. An accident could happen at any moment.

He did not want the Uzumaki Clan's genius to die! And if they could not hold the line...

As long as someone from the Uzumaki Clan survived, there would still be hope.

"Me?" Seeing the Clan Head ask him, Xun Uzumaki gave a cold smile. "I'll go blow up Kirigakure's ships. Only then will they be unable to outlast us."

The second step was to wear them down. He refused to believe that, with Kirigakure so far from the Land of Whirlpools, they could swim supplies over. And if this fleet were truly wiped out on the first day...

Even if Kirigakure formed another fleet to transport men and supplies, Xun Uzumaki was confident he could hold the Land of Whirlpools.

As long as they depleted a large portion of Kirigakure's strength, sending more forces over would put pressure on them. After all...

It was still wartime.

"No...!"

Yet before he could even explain his plan, everyone stopped him, including his own father.

"No, no, it's too dangerous there."

"That's right. You should hide in the rear or underground!"

"Leave this mission to us old bones!"

"..."

Though he was touched by the anxious attempts of the Clan Elders and the Clan Head to stop him, Xun Uzumaki still felt that he had to go himself. They could not blow up the ships the moment they disembarked; they had to wait, wait until the shock of the explosion made them loosen their control over the ships, then begin destroying them to prevent them from sailing back to Kirigakure. Only by eliminating this fleet could they ensure that Kirigakure would not be able to quickly assemble another one. Even as one of the Five Great Shinobi Villages, that would not be easy.

So this mission could not go wrong. It was not that he looked down on the Uzumaki Clan, but rather that the Uzumaki Clan really was...

Because of their Chakra, the Uzumaki Clan had long lifespans, but they also had terrible tempers!

They were too hot-headed. After waiting that long, who knew what might go wrong?

Seeing the determination in Xun Uzumaki's eyes, the Great Elder sighed. "Then the Clan Head and I will accompany you!!"

No matter what, they could not let Xun come to harm. They had originally believed that the Uzumaki Clan might truly be unable to escape this calamity, and had even planned to arrange for some clan members to flee. But...

Perhaps they really could win.

Hearing the Clan Head's words, Xun Uzumaki thought it over and agreed. He did not know how many people Kirigakure had brought. They were here to destroy a nation, so there had to be plenty. Thus, Xun Uzumaki had not planned to go alone. A few big shots definitely had to come along; otherwise, with only him and a few guards, he might just end up dead. For the sake of his own life, he agreed with the Great Elder.

A transmigrator dying on the way to blow things up—just thinking about it was ridiculous!

"Then I'll go too!" After thinking for a while, the Second Elder said, "With more people, even if something goes wrong, we can still escape."

"That's right, that's right. I'm going too."

"Me too, me."

"Then I'll come along as well! Blowing up ships! Just thinking about it is thrilling."

"No!!" If this continued, all the Clan Elders would probably go with him. It was not that having everyone come was bad. This was not a decapitation operation yet, so it did not matter if they went together. The problem was that too many people made too obvious a target, which was unsuitable for hiding. Xun Uzumaki quickly shook his head. "Too many people would make the target too conspicuous."

After hearing that, the Great Elder thought for a moment, then sighed. "In that case, the Clan Head, myself, the Second Elder, Third Elder, Fourth Elder... and the Tenth Elder will go!!"

When he saw Xun Uzumaki about to say something, his eyes immediately widened.

Xun Uzumaki could only wave his hands with an awkward smile. Ten people would not be too conspicuous, and since they still did not know how many ships Kirigakure had, having more people was not a bad thing.

"What about me?" The daimyo pointed at himself. This brat still had not assigned a job to his own father?

Only then did Xun Uzumaki come back to his senses when he saw his father pointing at himself. Right! He had not assigned his father anything yet. After thinking for a moment, Xun Uzumaki looked at the daimyo. "How about you go to the command center, Dad?"

There were only a few people at the command center, most of them Medical Ninja. Therefore, he had arranged the command center in a very hidden location and required the wounded to never reveal it, because its defensive strength was very weak. They could only come and go in secret. Medical Ninja were also one of the essential conditions for fighting a prolonged war, so the safety of the medical division had to be ensured.

"..."

Hearing his son's arrangement, the daimyo's forehead darkened. His clansmen and child were going to the front lines while he hid in the rear? Was he that kind of person?

There were no cowards in the Uzumaki Clan. Just as he was about to angrily refuse and demand to accompany Xun Uzumaki to blow up the ships—

Xun Uzumaki shook his head. "Can't be helped, Dad. You're too weak, way too weak."

At his age, he was still only a Chunin. And having stayed in the palace for so long, his actual combat strength was, frankly, laughable.

"..."

Was that any way to speak about his own father?

The daimyo angrily flicked his sleeve and prepared to make a move. Was this brat really stronger than him? Even if he was, did he dare fight back? Impossible.

"Don't attack, Dad. You definitely can't beat me now." Seeing his father preparing to strike, Xun Uzumaki quickly said warily, "I'm a Chunin now! What if you embarrass yourself?"

Though the certificate he had received was for a Genin, ninja certification in the shinobi world...

Was just a scam!!

A Chunin?!!

Hearing Xun Uzumaki's words, everyone stared at him in disbelief, then turned to his personal guard, Uzumaki Shuta.

Seeing everyone looking at him, Uzumaki Shuta could only nod helplessly. "His Highness is stronger than I am now."

The Clan Head and Great Elder immediately burst into laughter. "Hahaha! Good, good, good! As expected of the Uzumaki Clan's genius! A seven-year-old Chunin, and stronger than other Chunin at that! Hahaha! The heavens bless the Uzumaki Clan."

That made him a genius? That meant the heavens blessed them?

Xun Uzumaki curled his lip disdainfully. There would be a ten-year-old Jonin in the future, as well as a one-eyed Mangekyo-wielding ten-year-old Kage-level boy. And later, Konoha would have a group of Genin who could pin Kage-level opponents to the ground in minutes.

A Chunin like him...

Was practically the most ordinary sort!!

"The daimyo should follow His Highness's arrangements," the Clan Head said after thinking it over. "Don't worry, we will not let anything happen to Little Xun." He knew Xun Uzumaki's reasoning was not just about strength. Perhaps it was also because this was his father.

He did not want the daimyo to come to harm.

"I..." The daimyo looked into Xun Uzumaki's eyes, sighed, and said indignantly, "Brat, don't let anything happen to you! Otherwise, I'll have your mother beat you up."

"Dad!" Xun Uzumaki opened his mouth, but ultimately said nothing. He simply nodded and smiled. "Of course. I'm a genius, after all! And..."

"We will definitely win!"

My phone screen shattered, so I took it in for repairs. The second chapter will be posted later!!