The Shocking Elite Great Ninja Reincarnation Literature Lower Ninja

Why was she following me?

Qingyu quickened his pace and returned to his room.

Sasuke had already returned and was sitting on the bed, wiping a kunai.

"How was it?" Qingyu asked.

"Gaara and Kankuro," Sasuke said briefly. "They are strong, but manageable."

"What about Pakura? Do you know anything about her?"

Sasuke shook his head. "That name isn't on the Sunagakure genin roster. She might be an Anbu in disguise."

Just as I thought!

<Reincarnation of a Heaven-Defying Elite Jonin as a Genin>

"However," Sasuke added, "as long as she doesn't make a move on us, we don't need to worry about her."

Easy for you to say! What if she suddenly hits us with Scorch Release: Passionate Gale?

I wouldn't even have ashes left, would I!

Uchiha Qingyu [Ashes of a Hundred Battles]

[System: Lol, your fame isn't that high.]

The night deepened.

The desert night was bone-chillingly cold. Qingyu wrapped himself tightly in his blanket, yet he still felt the chill.

Outside the window, the lights of Sunagakure City flickered out one by one.

The entire fortress fell into a deep slumber.

But Qingyu knew that something was stirring in the darkness.

The next morning, the assembly whistle blew.

The joint activity had officially begun.

Qingyu put on his gear, checked his ninja tools, and took a deep breath.

At six in the morning, the desert sun was already hanging arrogantly in the sky, like a giant microwave bulb, attempting to roast everything on the ground into jerky.

Qingyu stood at the west gate of Sunagakure City, carrying a standard survival pack.

It felt like he was starring in a live-action version of Desert Extreme Survival... the hell-difficulty version, at that.

"Is everyone here?" Temari carried her fan, which was taller than she was, her expression impatient. "Konoha brats, don't hold us back."

Qingyu glanced at his teammates: Temari (irritable Wind Release sister), Pakura (mysterious disguised big shot), and himself, the "tsukkomi character with two old grandpas in his head."

With this team composition, could they even win a team fight?

They would win!

Pakura stood quietly to the side, wearing a standard Sunagakure genin uniform, but Qingyu could sense the dissonance about her—it was like seeing a max-level veteran pretending to be a newbie in a starter village. Who are you trying to fool!

Newbie room, come at me!

[Ding!]

[System Notification: Team Mission Issued]

[Mission Name: Desert Extreme Survival]

[Mission Objective: Survive in the desert for 72 hours without water or food, and reach the designated coordinates (XX°N, XX°E).]

[Team Members: Uchiha Qingyu, Temari (Sunagakure), Pakura (Sunagakure/Disguised)]

[Team Rating: A-rank combat power, D-rank synergy]

[Friendly Reminder: It is recommended that the host prioritizes their own survival; teammates can be sold... ah, no, can be utilized reasonably (lol).]

Qingyu looked at the system prompt, his mouth twitching.

Brother System, that last "can be sold" really exposed your true thoughts!

If something actually went wrong, you, this cowardly system, would be the first to run away!

"The rules are simple," the supervising Sunagakure jonin announced.

"Each person is issued only one canteen of water (500ml) and three Military Ration Pills. Bringing your own food or water is prohibited. You may hunt desert creatures and search for water sources, but you cannot attack other teams unless they strike first."

Temari snorted coldly. "Too much talk. Can we go now?"

"Depart!"

The three mixed teams charged out of the west gate simultaneously, sprinting toward the vast desert like unleashed huskies.

As for the strategy of Qingyu's team... there wasn't one.

Temari took the lead, moving at a blistering pace, completely disregarding whether her teammates could keep up.

Pakura followed unhurriedly, her steps as steady as if she were taking a stroll in the park.

Qingyu was stuck in the middle, feeling like a dog being taken for a walk.

"Wait!" After running for ten minutes, Qingyu panted and shouted, "Slow down! Conserve your stamina!"

Temari turned her head, her eyes filled with disdain: "Tired already? Are all Konoha ninjas this delicate?"

Qingyu: "..." Big sister, we are trekking through a desert right now, not competing in a race! Besides, aren't you tired carrying that giant fan? Your arm strength must have been forged by pumping iron!

"Temari, he has a point," Pakura spoke up, her voice gentle.

"Survival in the desert requires careful distribution of stamina."

Temari glanced at Pakura and actually slowed her pace.

Qingyu was surprised.

Pakura's words carry that much weight? It seems this "fake genin" truly holds a high status in Sunagakure.

Pakura: A Kimi of your level has no right to snap at me!

Qingyu: I am here to supervise Pakura!

The three adjusted their rhythm and moved forward at a more scientific pace.

Along the way, Qingyu began to observe the environment.

The desert terrain was more complex than he had imagined: there were sand dunes, Gobi deserts, and occasionally, some tenacious desert plants.

Though they all looked like some kind of bizarre species.

"Those are cacti," Pakura noticed his gaze, "they can provide water, but some are poisonous; you must know how to distinguish them."

"You know about this?" Qingyu asked tentatively.

"I read it in a book," Pakura smiled.

Keep pretending! Keep on pretending! Qingyu grumbled inwardly.

With your level of experience, does this look like something you "read in a book"?

This level of proficiency is at least a professional grade eight in desert survival!

By noon, the temperature soared to an outrageous degree.

Qingyu felt like he was in a moving oven, and every breath he took felt like drinking boiling water.

"Rest," Temari finally spoke, finding the shade of a rock.

The three sat down and each took out their water canteens.

Qingyu carefully took a small sip; having to make 500ml last for three days was pure torture!

"This won't work," Pakura suddenly said, "relying on this little water, we won't last until tomorrow."

Temari frowned: "Then what do you suggest?"

Pakura stood up and looked into the distance: "I know of a place nearby that might have a water source."

"How do you know?" Temari asked, wary.

"It's marked on the map," Pakura said without changing her expression, "believe it or not."

Temari and Qingyu exchanged a look.

"Let's go," Temari finally decided, "but if it's a trap..."

"Do with me as you please," Pakura said calmly.

The three changed direction and followed Pakura toward the northwest.

After walking about two kilometers, an oasis appeared before them?

No, it wasn't a real oasis, but a small depression surrounded by rocks with a murky puddle of water in the middle.

"This is a seepage point for groundwater," Pakura explained, "the water cannot be drunk directly; it must be filtered."

Qingyu leaned in to look; there were animal footprints around the puddle, indicating that creatures did indeed come here to drink, which was a good sign.

"How do we filter it?" Temari asked.

"Use cloth for multi-layer filtration, then boil it," Pakura took a small metal box out of her bag, "I have a container."

Both Qingyu and Temari were stunned.

This preparation is way too thorough! Big sister, are you really here to participate in genin training?

The three worked together: Temari used Wind Release to blow away the dust on the water's surface, Qingyu used a small-scale Fire Release to boil the water, and Pakura was responsible for the filtration.

After half an hour of work, they finally obtained a box of relatively clean water.

"100ml per person," Pakura distributed, "save the rest."

When Qingyu drank that mouthful of water, it felt like he was drinking nectar; although the taste was still a bit strange, at least it was water!

[Ding!]