When the Scythe Falls, Not a Single Leek Has Grown in Vain

Trading Hall

"Ha, a bunch of suckers!"

Kakuzu stood confidently on the third floor, looking down at the retail investors still in the lobby on the first floor. After more than a month of trading, Kakuzu's capital had successfully entered the VIP room!

"Kakuzu, the fruit platter and desserts are here."

The servants placed plates of beautifully presented food in front of Kakuzu. This set meal was not cheap; it cost 8,888 taels for one meal.

The taste is naturally excellent, but at this price, it's clear that what you're paying for isn't the taste, but rather a sense of status and ritual.

To put it bluntly, it's a scheme to swindle wealthy people.

In the past, Kakuzu would never have ordered this kind of set meal.

But things are different now. Making money is so easy. With Kakuzu's current financial size, he can make millions of dollars in business every minute.

In the past, he worked tirelessly, rain or shine, doing bounty quests 365 days a year, and the money he earned was less than what he made in just one month.

Money is so easy to make, and life used to be so hard, so what's wrong with enjoying yourself now!

Kakuzu waved for the servant to leave, took a toothpick from the plate, picked up a piece, and savored it. It was truly sweet!

While eating, Kakuzu skillfully opened his account. The earnings were followed by a string of zeros, making Kakuzu's dark green eyes practically bulge.

Virtual transactions have moved away from paper money, with transactions involving tens of thousands, hundreds of thousands, or even millions of taels of silver. The rising bull market amplified Kakuzu's greed.

Kakuzu, who originally only planned to invest a small amount of money, abandoned Kakuzu previous principles immediately after witnessing the speed at which financial magic could generate wealth. He continuously increased his investment, and has now thrown in more than 300 million taels!

The returns have been substantial; the total value of the futures contracts has tripled, while the price of pig iron has reached its previous high, increasing eightfold.

However, the price of pig iron is already high, and it could plummet at the slightest sign of trouble.

In the past, pig iron prices were controlled by nobles and merchants. If the price fell to a certain level, they would actively support it and raise the price. This time, the situation is extremely complicated, with too many retail investors entering the market.

Street vendors, landlords, wandering samurai, missing-nin, bounty hunters—all sorts of people got involved in this deal. Some of them didn't even understand the concept of futures before buying in.

Once prices fall, a panic-driven collapse will instantly sweep through the entire futures market, causing prices to plummet to a level that would be unrecognizable even to one's own parents.

It's trading sideways.

This time, the price remained flat for a full day and a half.

Kakuzu watched the prices fluctuate, the sweetness in his mouth lessened slightly, and he felt somewhat uneasy. This situation had never occurred before, given how long the market had been trading sideways.

In the past, when prices remained flat, they would often resume their upward trend after an afternoon. This time, however, things are clearly different.

Kakuzu's eyes drifted to another large room, the room where White Fang was. White Fang was still calmly reading a book, completely unconcerned about the horizontal board in front of him, as if everything was under his control.

Seeing White Fang's calm and composed demeanor, Kakuzu's heart calmed down once again. Now, White Fang was surrounded by layer upon layer of aura.

"The God of Futures Trading!"

"White that manipulates the market"

"A man blessed by money."

After these past few days of public displays of divine intervention, White Fang's identity has been deified in the eyes of these retail investors. It is White Fang who has repeatedly predicted the rise and fall of prices, saving them from dire straits.

Whenever the market fluctuates, White Fang always steps in to reassure people and predict upward trends; every time, White Fang's predictions are absolutely accurate!

Even nobles and merchants looked at this young man, White Fang, with new respect. Every time he spoke, they marveled at his theories and found them to be quite reasonable upon closer examination.

The clever ones among the insects were skeptical of White Fang's theories, listening to them but not taking them seriously. However, one thing they were certain of was that White Fang had inside information!

Therefore, you can place an order before the price goes up or down!

Kakuzu held White Fang in the highest esteem, to the point that he practically wore out the secret manual White Fang had given him.

Following the instructions in the manual, Kakuzu was able to predict some rises and falls correctly, but he was not always right. Kakuzu dreamed of mastering the contents of the manual to the level of White Fang.

Kakuzu approached White Fang more than once, hoping White Fang could give him some pointers.

However, the results were always unsatisfactory. White Fang knew absolutely nothing about futures trading, and every speech he gave was a memorized script. The content in the book was written by the Lord Hokage, so how could he possibly explain it clearly?

More importantly, the Lord Hokage once solemnly warned White Fang that futures trading is a tool used by insiders and traders to fleece retail investors, and that one should never trade recklessly but must always follow instructions.

In response to Kakuzu's humble request for guidance, White Fang advised Kakuzu to read more books and practice more.

White Fang White Fang also very worried about the current price of pig iron. This price has made him very nervous; in just over a month, the price has skyrocketed eightfold.

The last time pig iron prices reached this level was during the fiercest battle between the five major ninja villages.

Now, the war has only just begun, and the price has already risen to this level. On the very day the price stabilized, White Fang wanted to sell all of his futures contracts.

That's a whopping 80 million taels! That could save White Fang more than ten years of hard work!

After a day of anxious waiting, White Fang finally received the information from Nara Luyuan.

The final harvest is about to begin.

The scythe, which had been laid out for so long, was finally about to fall. The simple words in the intelligence report sent a chill down White Fang's spine. Although he had long anticipated this day, when it actually arrived, White Fang still felt dizzy.

With such a huge price increase and such a massive amount of capital involved, everyone in the Land of Fire with a bit of savings threw their money in.

Ordinary people struggle to survive, constantly on the verge of starvation. The main groups include the middle class, wandering samurai, missing-nin, and the most formidable nobles and wealthy merchants.

When the Utakata bursts, the middle class will put on a spectacular aerial acrobatic show, while wandering samurai and missing-nin will likely hunt them down relentlessly.

Meanwhile, nobles and wealthy merchants would display their White Fang prominently at the Bounty Exchange.

In this drama of harvesting leeks, White Fang plays the role of pushing them into the abyss, and is the drummer who cheers for the operators behind them.

This money was incredibly difficult to earn, but no matter how difficult it was, there was no turning back for White Fang.

Now is the time. White Fang has memorized the manuscript this time. It is time to send these leeks to the sickle.

White Fang took a deep breath, sat up from the chair, and slowly walked to the side of the stairs. As a futures trading star, every move White Fang made attracted much attention.

"It's Master White Fang!"

"Master White Fang is about to speak again, everyone be quiet!"

Is the White Fang Master still a good buy at this price?

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The futures trading hall immediately became lively, with retail investors looking at White Fang like pilgrims, hoping to receive White Fang tips.

"Are you getting nervous again? Are you starting to think about handing over your chips again?"

"I've said it so many times, every time you sell them off cheaply, you'll buy them back at many times the price next time!"

"You must remember this: the current price is not important, you know? What's important is what will happen in a month or two. You won't see this price anymore!"

"Now is the best time to buy at the bottom. If you're still panicking now, what will happen ten years from now? When others have already achieved financial freedom, you'll still be Mui because you're still hesitating today."

"Buy the dip, you bunch of useless fools!"

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White Fang's voice became deep and magnetic, rising in volume like a demon bewitching hearts.

The carefully crafted persona that Uchiha Nan had painstakingly built for White Fang was now proving effective. White Fang's words were like a battle cry, and the price of futures contracts surged once again.

"The Ninja world War has begun, and this war will be far more brutal than ever before. The price of pig iron is still only halfway up the mountain!"

"Charge! If the price isn't right, I'll cover it for you White Fang!"

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The fervent emotions, accompanied by White Fang's shouts, had reached their peak. Blinded by greed, the investors were even planning to throw their entire savings into the game. White Fang's image was simply too perfect, causing them to lose their rationality.

The shouts, the clamor of queuing, and the soaring red price curve made Kakuzu's heart pound. Was the price of pig iron still only halfway up the mountain?

If I invest the remaining 700 million taels, wouldn't it double to 1.4 billion? Greed and reason are locked in a battle.

More than a month of futures trading has raised Kakuzu's threshold. Earning tens or hundreds of thousands of taels from a single task is simply too slow. Kakuzu no longer finds such a rate of making money appealing.

Futures trading is still a faster way to make money.

In the end, greed overcame reason, Kakuzu gambled everything. White Fang's predictions have never been wrong, and this time will be no exception!

All in!

The nobles and wealthy merchants, possessing some sense, did not throw their fortunes into the game like the common people. They were still waiting for news, waiting for news of the ninja war.

The news came faster than usual this time: Kirigakure had landed in the Land of Fire, Konoha and Kirigakure had already clashed, Iwagakure and Konoha were locked in fierce battle, and there were even rumors that Kumogakure would join the war once again.

Among these rumors, some true and some false, were spread by Uchiha Nan to confuse the public, and the nobles and merchants had little ability to distinguish between truth and falsehood in the face of the ninja's messages.

Whether it's true or false is no longer important; all the reports indicate that the war is escalating and showing signs of a repeat of the First Shinobi World War.

That White Fang kid really does have inside information!

Even the nobles and big merchants who were still hesitant about increasing their positions have joined the ranks of retail investors, starting a new round of bottom-fishing, and the price of pig iron has once again soared.

Nara Luyuan, on the other hand, was slowly unloading his stock. This time, the amount involved was as high as 10 billion yen, and with the price inflated by speculation, it had increased nearly tenfold. He couldn't unload too much at once; he needed to sell little by little.

To ensure the Daimyo wouldn't make any reckless moves, Nara Luyuan took over all of the Daimyo's accounts and handed them over to Konoha for management.

With funds amounting to hundreds of billions, Nara Luyuan was overwhelmed and had to urgently draw upon members from his clan to bring the situation under control.

Gradually, the price increase of pig iron began to slow down, but it was still rising every day. There were just too many gullible investors, all throwing money into the market with greedy eyes. The nobles and big merchants were also very wealthy, and with the highly intelligent Nara Clan manipulating the market, everything went exceptionally smoothly.

Iwagakure Hermitage

Sitting inside the makeshift camp tent, Mū's eyes were bloodshot. The intense war of attrition was causing Mū pain.

Several times, the Mū wanted to have a one-on-one duel with Uchiha Tomita. He believed that if he could eliminate the frontline commander, the situation would turn around.

However, Uchiha Tomita gave the Mū. Uchiha Tomita's strength was definitely among the best in Konoha. Although he hadn't awakened the Mangekyō Sharingan, he was still a formidable fighter.

Even though Uchiha Tomita might be at a disadvantage in a one-on-one fight against the Mū alone. He was surrounded by a group of Uchiha with the Mitsudomoe. If Mū Uchiha Tomita Mu were to be Jonin guard and isolated, he risked being hunted down.

The situation reached a stalemate. Seeing the resources being depleted like water, Mū was already considering retreating. The battle lines had been stretched too far, and if this dragged on for another month, they would lose all their resources.

We've fallen into Konoha's trap!

The Mū a bitter taste in his mouth. It seemed that this attack on Konoha would not yield any benefits, and it was time to find an excuse to return to the village.

In any case, this time they managed to penetrate deep into Konoha's territory, which is somewhat justifiable; they won in terms of face but lost in terms of substance.

Konoha had already been exhausted by the barbarians from Kumogakure. This time, Konoha wouldn't fare any better in this war of attrition. Since everyone was completely worn out, it meant that no one was a loser!

Mū comforted himself with this thought, his mind racing, preparing to find an opportunity to return to the village in a dignified manner.

It would be best to get Konoha to initiate peace talks and extort some compensation from them.

The most direct way would naturally be to kill Uchiha Tomita, but Uchiha Tomita is as slippery as an eel, giving him no chance for a one-on-one fight.

"Lord Tsuchikage, no... something terrible has happened!"

"What's going on? Why are you shouting like that?"

"Could it be that Uchiha Tomita led a small team in a surprise attack?"

The Mū frowned. What could be worse than this? Even if the Hokage of Konoha personally went to the front lines, the Mū be afraid of him. It was just a matter of waging a strategic decisive battle.

This war of attrition has been going on for over a month; a real, decisive battle would be much better.

"No, Lord Tsuchikage!"

"It's the Second Kirigakure Hozuki Gengetsu, the Second Mizukage, who has led the Seven Ninja Swordsmen of the Mist to the flank of our base, intending to launch a surprise attack on our rear."

"The wounded, the food and supplies are all there!"

Mū black for a moment; he hadn't yet processed the news.

Hozuki Gengetsu circled most of Konoha and headed straight for our rear.

Are you out of your mind? Just look at a map and you'll see how ridiculous this is!