Mirai needed a great deal of experience to reach the next level. Going from level 90 to 91 required years' worth of experience; the amounts needed afterward went without saying. Vast quantities of experience poured into Mirai's experience bar, but he initially chose not to level up, wanting to save up and spend it on acquiring skills instead. However, if possible, experience could be generated, bringing even greater benefits. Leveling beyond level 120 would require tens of millions of experience points. Once the war ended, there would no longer be so many enemies for him to kill.
"I had no idea. I never expected so many ninjas from other countries to come in." After arguing with so many people, Granny's mood had improved, and she barely felt like venting anymore. Although Nawaki's death remained an eternal pain in her heart, life still had to go on.
Mirai said, "Those ninjas entered this country through your front lines too. Are you saying you're incapable?" After spending this time together, they had formed quite a friendship. This sort of joke was no problem.
"Damn brat, don't forget, the manager is your father!" Granny's "Iron Fist of Love" landed directly on Mirai's head, raising a huge bump.
Seeing such a warm scene between master and disciple, Jiraiya and Oromo laughed one after another. They had killed well today. If they could kill Hanzo, it could be considered revenge for Nawaki. But that was impossible for now. After all, Hanzo was known as the Demigod of Shinobi. His Body Flicker Technique was perfected to an extraordinary degree. If they encountered Hanzo now, let alone defeat him, escaping would depend on luck.
"Yes, ma'am. Mirai should head back and rest soon." During this period, Mirai had killed several hundred ninjas, many of them elite shinobi.