Naruto: Extreme Bloodline Limit

"Yes, Lord Hokage!"

Sending an Elite Jonin like Shisui to kill a wild boar was no different from wasting talent on a trivial task, but Ronglin no longer wanted to slowly issue a mission and slowly search for a suitable squad.

I'm a person, not a machine!

This kind of mission was the most headache-inducing.

You still had to sort through the information, then issue the mission, then have a suitable squad accept it, then submit the mission, and then the other party would go carry it out. Back and forth like that—Ronglin, who was now so busy his feet barely touched the ground, had no time to mess with all of that.

Konoha had a huge number of ninja, most of whom were Genin at the very bottom. Missions like this were undoubtedly well suited for weaker Genin squads, or squads that had just graduated from the academy. If this were normal times, Ronglin would have sorted them out, but right now, that was completely impossible.

"Damn it! I can't take this anymore!"

Throwing down the pen in his hand, Ronglin glared at Uchiha Diqin.

"Go notify everyone. I'm holding a meeting!"

Ronglin decided to hold a meeting and elect some suitable people to handle those awkward, neither-big-nor-small matters. Otherwise, if everything was left to him, he figured he would be worked to death, even though this might lead to the person in that position lining their own pockets or deliberately screwing people over.

A position like this was undoubtedly very important and had to be placed in the hands of someone suitable. Otherwise, once a problem arose, all the blame would fall on him, Uchiha Ronglin.

"Yes!"

Uchiha Diqin did not know what Ronglin intended to do, but she still immediately sent people to notify the village's senior