A Day of Freebies (Seeking Follow-ups, Monthly Votes)

"Mmm-hmm."

Uchiha Ao nodded.

"You, you..."

Qingyi Lang pointed at him, unable to form a complete sentence for a long time.

"This, how can this be..."

No, brother, I want you to be happy, but if you're too happy, it's hard for me, man.

"No need to be happy for me."

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Ao patted his shoulder with understanding, smiling and saying, "Another day, when your brother becomes Clan Head, I'll promote you... hmm, promote you to Head Gatekeeper, with double the salary."

Gongzhu watched from the side, confused, but looking at his uncle's flushed, rough face, he could tell he was genuinely happy for this Uncle Cang.

What a great Bond!

I want to make such good Buddies in the future too!

Qingyi Lang seemed to have his blocked throat cleared by Ao's words, and he growled:

"Go to hell! Head Gatekeeper is still a gatekeeper, isn't it?"

Saying that, he waved his hand, "Scram, scram, scram, I want to be alone!"

"Sayonara!"

After playfully bidding farewell to his friend, who was like a Red Hot Shrimp, Uchiha Ao headed straight for the Clan Head's house.

He was originally going to the Clan Head's place anyway, but Qingyi Lang's house was on the way. Plus, he had been a bit on edge from carrying out missions outside the village for a while, so he thought he'd have a drink with his Buddy to relieve some stress.

Having risked his life to complete this mission, it was time to find the Clan Head and collect on the promise to enter the Police Force.

Of course, there were also the Silver Tael rewards for this commission, otherwise, he wouldn't even be able to afford food.

In a short while, he arrived at the Clan Head's doorstep and knocked.

Knock, knock, knock...

He knocked for a long time without a response.

"Huh, not home?"

Ao scratched his head, looking around the Japanese-style courtyard that occupied nearly a thousand square meters. There were no clan members on either side of the street, or he could have asked someone.

"What a rare sight, he hardly ever goes out usually."

He looked up at the sky. The sun was high in the sky.

"Forget it. Since he's not here, I'll take care of the second thing first."

After passing two alleys, Uchiha Ao strolled leisurely on the main road of the clan, hands clasped behind his head.

The clansmen here started to increase, and there were many familiar faces among them.

"Yo, Granny Kikyo, you're already setting up shop so early."

"Haha, thank you for the rice ball... What? You're saying I don't have to pay because I'm so handsome? That doesn't seem right."

"Alright, alright, then I won't stand on ceremony."

Looking at Ao, who was devouring rice balls not far away, several middle-aged and young men dressed in casual clothes gathered behind him, their eyes full of strangeness.

"I heard this kid went to the front lines for a reconnaissance mission not long ago. Why did he come back so quickly..."

"Yeah, the situation on the front lines is so tense. This kid wouldn't have deserted, would he?"

"Who knows? I heard the Clan Head is returning tonight. We'll ask about the situation then. Our Uchiha Clan cannot have deserters..."

At this moment, a bearded man raised an objection.

"Don't be so hard on Ao. Sometimes, if you're lucky on a reconnaissance mission, the survival rate is quite high. Besides... haven't you noticed how much more handsome Ao has become since he stopped looking so gloomy!

Hmm, he's my type."

Upon hearing this, the people next to him glanced at the white socks the man was wearing and collectively shivered.

Damn it, how could such an excellent specimen appear in our Uchiha Clan?!

Retreat! Retreat! Retreat!

Naturally, Ao didn't hear the discussion behind him. Even if he had, he probably wouldn't have cared much.

After all, back in the day, he was the kind of man who returned to the village with greasy hair and wearing last year's thick coat.

He wasn't afraid of the gossip from the Intelligence Department at the village entrance, so why would he be afraid of these minor criticisms?

After swallowing the rice balls in a few bites, Uchiha Ao walked straight to the entrance of the Fitness Equipment Store... next to the Ninja Tool Shop.

Sorry, he was still broke and didn't qualify to pick out items he liked at the Ninja Tool Shop.

He pushed the door open, and a wave of heat washed over him.

Ao only felt like he had stepped from the slightly stuffy outdoor heat into a sauna room.

Before his eyes was a middle-aged Muscle Man, bare-chested and wearing tight shorts, lifting a dumbbell almost half his size and doing bicep curls.

He looked so relaxed, as if this was just a warm-up appetizer. The wave of heat came from the sweat steaming off the Muscle Man and his heavy breathing.

"Awesome."

Ao's mouth fell open as he looked at the scene before him. This Muscle Man could probably match his Thunder Breathing state with his physical body alone.

Bling!

The Shop Door Bell jingled, and the Muscle Man Shopkeeper suddenly looked up, revealing a mouth full of sparkling white teeth, and said enthusiastically:

"Yo, young man, are you here to buy some exercise equipment?"

If you say "Youth Burn" again, I'll suspect you're Youth Bro's past life... Ao thought to himself, but forced a smile onto his face.

"Yes, I want to buy some Extra Large Equipment, preferably..."

As he spoke, he set his sights on the dumbbell in the Shopkeeper's hand, "something even bigger than the dumbbell you're holding."

Before coming here, he had estimated that to increase the progress of his Lightning Release Armor before his Chakra ran out, he would need to use heavy weights and perform difficult movements.

Otherwise, without any feedback from his insights, it would be difficult for him to fuse Thunder Breathing and Lightning Release Armor with his comprehension alone.

"Oh?!"

The Shopkeeper suddenly put down the dumbbell and ran over excitedly, "Young man, are you also a Taijutsu Ninja?!"

Looking at the muscular body charging at him like a small mountain, Uchiha Ao, despite his vast experience, unconsciously took a step back.

He felt that if he was hit squarely, even if he didn't die, he would be crippled if he couldn't activate Thunder Breathing in time.

There was no helping it, ninjas were like Glass Cannons with high attack and low health...

That's why he placed so much importance on advancing and fusing his Lightning Release Armor!

He wanted to max out his defense and become the toughest man in the Shinobi World!

The Shopkeeper clearly noticed Ao's wariness and quickly stopped, scratching his head and saying:

"Sorry about that. I got excited because it's the first time I've met a Taijutsu Ninja from our clan."

Ao understood. After all, if you searched the entire history of the Uchiha Clan, you wouldn't find any clan members who abandoned their own Kekkei Genkai to study Taijutsu.

He hadn't expected to meet a Freak like himself today.

Once the Shopkeeper got into character, he was very professional. He scanned Ao's body from head to toe and judged:

"Young Man, looking at your body, you must have some Ninjutsu that can amplify physical strength, right?"

"Something like that." Sou nodded.

"As I thought."

The shop owner's eyes gleamed, and he became even more enthusiastic, leading him to the counter. "Hmm... No wonder you chose this weight for practice. Since that's the case, I recommend you choose this detachable model. This way, when you're not activating your Ninjutsu, you can still use a lighter weight for basic physical training, and also..."

Before long, the shop owner had helped him select seven or eight pieces of equipment that could be called perfect. As long as the posture was correct, almost all the muscles in the body could be trained.

It was just the price...

Sou touched his deflated wallet. He had initially chosen to come to the equipment shop thinking it would be cheaper than the Ninja Tool Shop.

But with so many items... judging by the weight of these pieces of equipment, even if calculated at the price of Pig Iron, it would be tens of thousands of Silver Taels.

Thinking this, he quickly interrupted the shop owner who was still chattering. "Old Brother, the things you introduced are indeed good.

It's just that the money I brought today probably isn't enough. How about you keep them for me for now? Another day, no, tomorrow, after I get the Silver Taels from a mission, I should be able to come and buy them."

"Hmm?"

The shop owner was stunned for a moment, then bared a mouthful of white teeth and waved his hand. "No wonder you seemed a bit distracted earlier...

I wasn't planning on charging you for these pieces of equipment. I'll give them all to you!"