Star Rail: Can't I Just Peacefully Do Commissions? Chapter 30

Many techniques from the ninja world seem to have practical applications on the Star Rail set. The techniques here are all completed using bio-energy extracted from within, known as Chakra, which is not limited by Imaginary energy.

In other words, if the possibility of transplanting "Chakra" could be researched and a highly universal human transplant developed, it would be a more widespread ability system than Nen.

Just the resurrection techniques alone include "Rebirth Samsara," "Impure World Reincarnation," and the incomplete "Living Reincarnation."

Especially this incomplete "Living Reincarnation," it's said to have the ability to grant life even to puppets... it's somewhat like transforming inorganic matter into organic matter.

If this technique were used on robots implanted with the anti-organic equation, truly turning them into organic matter, then according to the logic of the anti-organic equation... would this robot directly shoot itself in the head?

In a sense, Chakra is indeed as omnipotent as Honkai Energy, capable of traversing spacetime, creating limited illusionary worlds, resurrecting the dead, creating small celestial bodies with one's hands, conditionally altering reality, and conditionally forcing personality modifications...

Although many abilities rely on those Sage Eyes, it cannot be denied that Chakra is still the source of their power.

"Our main objective in the ninja world this time is to obtain gene samples from these five or six clans, and ideally, find a few volunteers willing to cooperate with some experiments..."

"Volunteers willing to cooperate with experiments, where would you find such selfless individuals."

Mei raised an eyebrow. Experiments requiring work on the human body would inevitably involve actual human experimentation. The Flame Chasers' super-transformation surgery was a prime example. Although Kevin's successful case was a fluke and unrepeatable, his success genuinely provided some successful ideas and thoughts for the next super-transformation surgery.

But...

Strangely, she retained no useful memories of the surgery she had performed.

It was as if a layer of cognitive impairment prevented her from breaking through that fog.

"So, next, we'll be looking for some volunteers."

Shirou Emiya revealed a slight smile, then tapped his phone several times in succession, projecting a collected map of the ninja world. He pointed to an island situated between the three great nations and then spoke, "The Land of Whirlpools, a clan nation established with the Uzumaki Clan as its core. The clan head is equivalent to both the Daimyo and the ninja village leader, a rare anomaly in the ninja world."

"This clan is a distant relative of Konoha's Senju Clan, naturally possessing bloodline limit abilities such as 'super vitality,' 'extremely high Chakra reserves,' and 'mastery of sealing jutsu,' with considerable inheritance. In the current ninja village era, there are 'Chakra Beasts' in the major ninja villages, similar to nuclear weapons, called 'Tailed Beasts.' These 'Tailed Beasts' cannot be directly controlled, so they are sealed within 'humans,' allowing these individuals to wield the Tailed Beast's power."

"'Jinchuriki,' that's what ninja villages call these people. However, most individuals lack the aptitude to host a Tailed Beast. Forcibly sealing one within them leads to the Tailed Beast going berserk, causing widespread disaster. The Uzumaki Clan's natural mastery of sealing jutsu makes them the most ideal material for Jinchuriki."

"However, the Land of Whirlpools is not within the Five Great Nations, nor is it protected by them. It's also natural Jinchuriki material, and their only reinforcement is the Senju Clan, their former distant relatives. But the current Senju Clan is also on the verge of extinction... In this environment, do you think the Uzumaki Clan would be willing to proactively provide us with some volunteers?"

Chapter 62: Great-grandmother's Generation, Kid! (4/5)

"What did Konoha say?"

In the Land of Whirlpools, within the ancestral altar, the elders and clan heads of the Land of Whirlpools were gathered, their expressions solemn.

Clan Head Uzumaki Ashina inquired about the long-awaited results from an elder who had returned from delivering a message to Konoha.

The elder who returned from Konoha remained silent for a moment, then shook his head.

"Konoha said that without the Land of Fire's Daimyo's authorization, they cannot send substantial reinforcements to support us. At most, they can arrange for two Anbu squads to escort young clan members into Konoha."

"They're taking advantage of our misfortune!"

Some elders immediately became enraged, their eyebrows shooting up. They began to loudly curse Konoha's unjust actions during the meeting.

It was known that although the Uzumaki Clan had not joined Konoha, the First Hokage's wife, Uzumaki Mito, was from the Uzumaki Clan. During the early days of Konoha's founding, the Uzumaki Clan had contributed significantly, gifting many precious secret techniques in the field of sealing jutsu to Konoha.

Among the Five Great Nations, excluding Konoha, the sealing jutsu of other countries could almost be described as amateurish. However, due to the marital ties with the Uzumaki Clan, Konoha gradually developed a unique standing in the field of sealing jutsu. It wouldn't be an exaggeration to say that the Uzumaki Clan was Konoha Village's sealing jutsu teacher.

Yet today, as the Uzumaki Clan, the elder brother who taught sealing jutsu, was about to face disaster, Konoha Village was still thinking of exploiting their misfortune at this critical juncture, wanting to take all the talented young people to Konoha Village for nothing. Wasn't this like plundering a widow's home?

"Alright, Yūjin, calm down a bit."

Clan Head Ashina maintained his composure. Standing as the ruler of a nation and the head of a clan, he could not afford to lose his reason like other clan members.

Suppressing his anger, he considered various possibilities in his mind.

Sending some clan members to Konoha, although the other party had intentions of exploiting their misfortune, it was indeed a plan to preserve some of the clan members.

The allied forces of the Mist and Cloud Villages were trying to conceal their tracks, but the Land of Whirlpools, being an island nation isolated overseas, wouldn't be so foolish as to have no awareness of the outside world.

The First Great Ninja War had ended only a few years ago. At this time, the Cloud and Mist Villages certainly wouldn't have the confidence to provoke Konoha again. And around Konoha, the only nation likely to be targeted would probably be... the Land of Whirlpools.

Moreover...

The other party didn't seem to be making any effort to hide their intentions.

The Land of Whirlpools had lived in peace in its corner, leading its own quiet life. Uzumaki Ashina knew why his Land of Whirlpools was suddenly facing disaster; it was nothing more than possessing something valuable.

With their natural Jinchuriki physique and the most abundant reserves of sealing jutsu, their clan was inherently a tempting target. If they had joined one of the Five Great Nations, being protected by ninja villages and countries like the Hyuga, it would have been fine. But unfortunately, their ancestors' choice to establish their clan and nation on this nameless island had severed the possibility of obtaining external protection.

After the First Great Ninja War, the Second Hokage Tobirama Senju died. The ninja world was gradually seeing the legendary figures and demigods of the past step down from the historical stage. The importance of Tailed Beasts began to rise. While the Senju and Uzumaki clans still had marital ties, the current Senju Clan could no longer muster ninjas to aid them. Furthermore, the Senju were also registered ninja of Konoha; without Hiruzen Sarutobi's approval, how could they leave the village?

"Leaf, go arrange for some clan members to go to Konoha. Take Kushina with you too."

"Clan Head!"

"There's no need to say more. If we lose the people, we lose everything; if we lose the land but keep the people, we can still have both land and people. As long as the Uzumaki bloodline exists outside, sooner or later, we will be able to return to the Land of Whirlpools and rebuild our homeland."

"Let the young people go. We old folks will stay and show these outsiders the spirit of the Uzumaki Clan. Those willing to perish with us shall remain, and those willing to preserve our clan's bloodline may depart."

Uzumaki Ashina finished speaking and closed his eyes. The Uzumaki Clan had enjoyed peace for too long. Despite their talent for becoming ninja, their ancestors' choice to remain in seclusion had allowed them to avoid the battles of the ninja wars, resulting in the current Uzumaki Clan having few outstanding ninjas; most were scholars who delved into sealing jutsu.

He also knew that the combined forces of the two nations' ninjas about to arrive in the Land of Whirlpools were far more powerful than what his Land of Whirlpools could resist. But even so... someone had to stay here to prove something to the world.

Even a weak dog had the strength to bite back when facing a powerful enemy.

"The Uzumaki Clan, to perish under my hands, Uzumaki Ashina. I am truly ashamed to face our ancestors in the Pure Land."

The old clan head murmured to himself. He closed his eyes to rest for a moment, and suddenly... he noticed that the elders who had been arguing had fallen silent without any warning. He couldn't help but open his eyes, and at that very instant, a pair of blood-red pupils met his gaze without any prior indication.

"Sharingan?!"

The moment this thought surfaced in his mind, the Chakra within his body surged, attempting to disrupt its flow and resist the genjutsu the Sharingan was about to unleash.

But...

This move was only effective against ordinary genjutsu. Against the pupil techniques originating from the Mangekyo Sharingan, there was no point in struggling.

In that instant, his consciousness was suddenly hit by a sense of weightlessness. When the feeling of weightlessness dissipated, a delicate young girl with a somewhat childish face stood before him, her pupils spinning with a three-ringed leaf pattern like a pinwheel.

"Mangekyo?"

The old clan head sighed inwardly. If it were an ordinary Sharingan, he might have had a chance, but Mangekyo... there wasn't the slightest bit of hope.

"No need to struggle. While the precision required to bypass ants without harming them is a bit troublesome, it's fortunate that I can control it. Be grateful, Uzumaki kid."

The delicate young girl spoke slowly, her words carrying a haughtiness that bore a slight resemblance to a certain past enemy.

Wait, kid?

Uzumaki Ashina's brow furrowed. He stared in disbelief at the childish girl who looked no older than fifteen. How dare she call him, a man nearing seventy or eighty, a "kid"?

"You can call me Nameless. I'm here to deliver a message on behalf of someone else."

"And who is this 'someone else'?"

"A group of people who can save the Land of Whirlpools, but only if you are willing to submit to him."

"...Submit? Which ninja village are you from?"

"Ninja villages? Such meaningless clusters have no reason to exist!"

As if the word "ninja village" had struck a sensitive nerve, a trace of hatred involuntarily appeared on the delicate girl's face.

"Your Uzumaki clan is now just the refuse of the Senju clan, and I... am a vengeful spirit seeking revenge on the Senju and Uchiha clans."

"Once upon a time, you stood with the Senju scum and sealed me away in a pitch-black seal. And now... I'm already trying my best to suppress this rage and am negotiating with you very calmly."

"Kid, my patience is running thin. If you don't agree now, then... before the Kumogakure and Kirigakure arrive, I alone can flatten your entire Land of Whirlpools!"

"What Madara Uchiha can do, I can do too!"

Chapter 063: The Era of Ninjas Has Ended! (5/5)

"It's nice to meet you, Uzumaki Clan Head. I am Shirou Emiya."

After the clan meeting dispersed, watching the clan elders leave either indignantly or still pondering with worried faces, Uzumaki Ashina felt a chill spreading from the depths of his heart.

Despite the presence of thirty to forty of the Uzumaki clan's highest-ranking ninjas, not a single one noticed that at this very moment, two people were standing by his side, speaking only to him.

Uzumaki Ashina couldn't help but swallow. The old man felt as if his heart could barely withstand the pressure.

If these two people harbored malicious intent, the thirty to forty people present would likely be unable to resist at all. And once their leadership was decapitated, the remaining Land of Whirlpools and the Uzumaki clan would have no ability to resist.

"Lord Emiya, do you have any instructions for the Uzumaki clan?"

The old clan head finally put aside his pride and bowed his head to the two 'juniors' standing so close to him.

"As long as the Uzumaki clan can be preserved, we are willing to bear any cost."

"Very well. We don't actually need to rule you. We just want to avoid excessive discussion and disputes. Directly displaying some military strength often makes one party more compliant and able to listen calmly to the other party."

"...Yes."

Regardless of his internal thoughts, the old clan head could only follow along with what the other party said.

"We need a place to stay. The Land of Whirlpools, being isolated overseas, is quite suitable. But you don't need to worry, there are only a dozen or so of us, so we won't have any impact on your clan, nor will we interfere with your traditions. At most, we'll engage in some mutually beneficial cooperation."

"A dozen or so... Lord Emiya, how can just over ten people defend against at least three thousand ninja troops from Kumogakure and Kirigakure?"

"Would you ask Madara Uchiha and Hashirama Senju such a question?"

Shirou chuckled. The other man was stunned, then looked at Shirou and Uchiha Hikari in disbelief.

"Does one of you possess power comparable to the First Hokage?"

"At least dealing with those small fries isn't much trouble. Moreover, I can offer you two options: either I directly intervene to deter the ninja allied forces, or I provide you with a special ninja tool that you can use to repel them yourselves."

"Special ninja tool?"

The old clan head's expression was one of surprise. Of course, he wasn't doubting their ability to produce such a tool. After all, this era wasn't too far removed from Hashirama Senju's time, and the various Ninja World Divine Artifacts once possessed by the Uchiha clan had all achieved great fame. Not to mention, the death of the Second Hokage just a few years ago was directly related to Six Paths Divine Artifacts worshipped by Kumogakure.

"May I ask what functions this ninja tool has?"

"To elaborate on the functions would be too tedious. To put it simply, it's big and hard!"

Big!

Hard!

Upon hearing these two words, the old clan head's interest was immediately piqued. The Uzumaki clan's inherited straightforwardness meant most of them disliked roundabout things. This simple, crude description of "big and hard" struck a chord with the old man.

"Its height is about four hundred meters, and as for hardness... A-rank ninjutsu shouldn't be able to break through its defenses."

"Buy it! No matter what you want, our entire clan will sell our blood if necessary!"

If there was one thing the Uzumaki clan excelled at besides everything else, it was their legendary resilience and toughness. They were famously hardy. Naruto had fallen countless times during his childhood pranks, yet he never suffered any serious injuries. Their mastery of Yang Release was truly absolute.

"What a coincidence, we actually do need you to sell some blood."

The Uzumaki clan is quite interesting. Other clans might have one defining characteristic that lasts until the very end, but these guys? They were left with just a few lonely orphans of the ninja world, yet their abilities kept popping up one after another. In the end, they even produced something like the Jōgan, a mutation so incredible that even the Ōtsutsuki clan calls it overpowered. While its specific functions are unknown, possibly a plot point the author hasn't gotten to yet, it doesn't stop those alien bastards from hyping it up.

"Tell us how much you need, and we'll provide it. As long as it doesn't cost our clansmen their lives, you can draw as much of my blood as you want!"

These people only wanted their blood, while the outsiders wanted their lives, even wanting to erase their very existence and wipe the Land of Whirlpools off the map.

Compared to those people, the forces represented by these two individuals before them could truly be described with a single word: "good."

Drawing a bit of blood was nothing. Sometimes, when a child in the clan fell and got a bloody head, they'd just wipe it with some spit, and it would be scabbed over by the next day. The adults were even more incredible; after being cut, if they didn't receive timely medical attention, the wound would heal before the doctor even arrived.

Well, it's not like their Land of Whirlpools had many doctors.

"Alright, let's deal with the trouble you're facing first. However, we need to follow a few procedures. Here's a form, please fill it out. Then, you must sincerely commission me before I can begin handling this matter."

Sincerely? If he wasn't sincere now, he'd probably slap himself dozens of times even in the Pure Land.

After about three to five minutes, the old man finished filling out the form and handed it to Mr. Emiya. He took it directly, and then the commission request sounded out. It was a one-star commission.

Still, even small gains could add up. He, Emiya, had lived a hard life before. Back in his homeland in the Nasuverse, trying to earn some points was even more difficult than the current situation.

"¨〃 Two Creation Engines. We need blood samples from your entire clan and ten initial volunteers from different age groups within the Uzumaki. Is that alright?"

"As long as we can get those two ninja tools you mentioned, don't just give me ten people, I'll round up thirty for you."

Hearing this, Emiya nodded with satisfaction. If the people from his homeland were this accommodating, he wouldn't have had to travel all the way to Star Rail to earn points (Norli's) quality.

Of course, the people in Star Rail weren't good at asking for favors either.

Otherwise, they wouldn't have had to wait until he designed a situation to make them look foolish before they were willing to cooperate with him honestly.

After collecting the commission form, there was no one else left on the open-air altar in the Uzumaki ancestral land. Emiya released the Faceless King's Noble Phantasm, and it emerged from thin air. Then, he casually opened the Aurora Curtain and took the Old Uzumaki with him towards the temporary camp.