As soon as these words came out, the people who were originally filled with resentment immediately surrounded him like iron filings attracted by a magnet.
"It's true! It's Ishite!" Someone's voice trembled.
At this moment, another ninja tremblingly opened a scroll next to him, and what was wrapped inside was the intelligence information required to be collected by the mission.
"Oh... oh my god, with your information, is it possible that "Shadow Fox" is also dead?! How is this possible?!"
"Is there a traitor within Iwagakure?!"
"Fart! Do you think Iwagakure is one of those small ninja villages? How can such a core figure rebel?"
"Then how do you explain this... could... could it be..."
For a moment, everyone's eyes were focused on Sen, and their eyes changed from the initial disgust and doubt to unbelievable horror and fear.
In this dead-like atmosphere, someone suddenly exclaimed, and his voice changed tone. "He... what he just said was "these are intelligence", and he used the plural! How many strongholds did he destroy?!"
Sen ignored everyone's shock. He picked up a bowl of steaming food from the side, ate it hungrily, and said vaguely:
"About six. The remaining ones are too far away and it's too late. You can deal with them yourself. I'm exhausted after killing all night. I'm going to catch up on some sleep first."
He raised his eyes, looked at the completely petrified Sarutobi Sasuke, and asked in an unquestionable tone, "Is it okay, senior Sasuke?"
Even this veteran Jonin Sarutobi Sasuke, who had been on the battlefield and experienced countless lives and deaths, was completely stunned on the spot for five seconds, as if he had been cast a restraining spell.
Six strongholds?! Didn't they eliminate at least more than sixty ninjas? Among them were at least six Jonin?!
"Thousand...Sen, did you really defeat six of their strongholds by yourself?" Sarutobi Sasuke's voice was so dry that it seemed as if his throat was blocked by sand.
"Well, good luck. Now that the mission is completed, is it okay for me to go back and rest?"
Sen responded perfunctorily, his eyes showing not pride in the mission, but pure yearning for sleep.
After killing all night, he felt that even his pores were filled with the smell of the enemy's blood, and he just wanted to wash away his fatigue as soon as possible.
"Go... go, have a good sleep..." Sarutobi Sasuke was completely unable to think because of Sen's understatement and almost arrogant tone. He always felt that his military exploits were now as fragile as a piece of paper and could be easily punctured by anything.
He looked at the other ninjas who were still in the petrified state and said in a difficult tone:
"You guys, go to the enemy stronghold immediately to confirm... If... it is true, our battle plan for the next two months will probably have to be completely rewritten and a full-scale offensive will be launched in advance."
Sen ignored them and went straight to an unoccupied tent, fell asleep, and slept for half a day.
He didn't wake up lazily until the sun turned westward in the afternoon.
He ate the supplies and then asked a ninja on duty, "Why are everyone at the stronghold? Isn't there a mission today? Or did I sleep for a long time?"
The ninja didn't look back and waved his hand impatiently:
"It's not because of that monster named Uchiha Sen! He killed all the combat targets in half a month in one night, and now everyone has nothing to do!"
"Ah? Me?"
Sen is confused. He just wants to get more attribute points and open Mangekyō Sharingan earlier. How can he become a monster?
The ninja on duty heard what he said and turned to look at Sen. He looked up and down at Sen. He looked a few years younger than himself. Was he really the rumored Jonin?
His eyes finally fell on the Sen clan emblem, and he was half surprised and half doubtful. "Are you really Uchiha Sen? Senior Sasuke ordered you to go find him when you wake up."
"That's right." Seeing that the legendary figure Sen was about to leave, as a newcomer, his eyes still showed curiosity. "Did you really wipe out all the strongholds in one night?"
Sen waved his hand. "It's not that exaggerated."
"I'm just saying, they must be bragging..."
When Sen heard this, he turned around and thought about it and said, "One night shouldn't be enough. I'll go there early. There are less than sixty of them. Bring more Soldier Pills. If you work overtime tonight, we should be able to kill them all."
"I'm just saying... huh?" The ninja on duty suddenly realized something and looked at the back of Sen who had walked away and muttered to himself:
"Did he just say that he would kill more than a hundred people in one night?
This guy... must have been drinking secretly! When he comes back, I have to ask him where he hid the wine!"
In the tent of Sarutobi Sasuke.
Sen As soon as he walked in, several complicated eyes were directed at him. There was jealousy, there was suspicion, but more importantly, there was awe and envy.
Hiruko's eyes were shining with fanatical light. "Sen-kun! You're awake! You can kill so many people at once, must it be because of those incomparable Sharingan, right?"
He looked into Sen's eyes, and his eyes became even more fanatical. "This is a powerful Kekkei Genkai! It would be great if I, no, other people in the village could have it too."
Sen nodded as a greeting. He ignored the careerist and said to Sarutobi Sasuke at the top, "Senior Sasuke, do you need any help?"
Sarutobi Sasuke shook his head with a wry smile on his face.
Help? The only help the stronghold needs now is to send a few more ninjas like you to the stronghold!
Sarutobi Sasuke shook his head. Of course he knew that this was an unattainable fantasy. Once the village knew about this killing technique like Anbu, it would immediately be transferred to the core battlefield of Land of Rain.
"The mission went well. The base is expected to be moved to Land of Earth in a few days." Sarutobi Sasuke said with a smile on his face, "Sen, you completed the mission very well, which greatly relieved the pressure on our base.
You worked hard last night, and I've granted you a week's leave to have a good rest."
After hearing this, Sen looked unhappy.
Taking a week off? How many less attribute points will I have to spend?
"Senior Sasuke, I can't let my companions be put in danger while I rest." Sen said with a serious look on his face.
"Why don't you let me carry out the next cleaning task? I just told people that I would clear all the remaining strongholds tonight. I am not in the habit of bragging."
Sarutobi Sasuke's expression changed again and again, and finally turned into a sigh, "You are indeed a person who cares about your companions. Are you sure you really don't need to rest? Or... do you need any other support?"
Sen thought for a while and said, "It's not completely unnecessary."
Seeing Sen lost in thought, Sarutobi Sasuke and other Jonin thought that he needed some special ninja tools, weapons, or monetary rewards.
Half a minute later, Sen finished thinking and said seriously, "Last night, I killed more than sixty people, and I probably used more than twenty Soldier Pills to replenish my physical strength and chakra."
He raised his head, looked at the people in the tent, and asked in a consulting tone:
"The remaining enemies are scattered far away. I estimate that it will take thirty more Soldier Pills to kill them all. Do you... do you still have some in stock?"
After hearing this, everyone in the tent showed extremely complicated expressions.
Who the hell taught you to use three Soldier Pills to calculate a human life?!