By the stream, Minato Namikaze's group had arrived and deliberately used the water to wash away their scent.
Seeing that his disciple looked unwell, Jiraiya hurriedly said, "Minato, your chakra is almost depleted. This won't do. Rest first."
"They won't catch up to us anytime soon. We can use this time to recover our chakra, so even if we encounter pursuers, we'll have the strength to fight."
"That's right. Our mission is already complete. Even if the pursuers catch us, our rendezvous point is only half a day's journey from here."
Tsunade plopped down on the ground and casually pulled out some Empire-made jerky.
This jerky not only preserved the meat's texture, but also retained a certain degree of freshness.
Jiraiya crouched by the stream and, without caring about his appearance, dunked his head into the water. He emerged looking refreshed, took a pack of disposable tissues from his pocket, and tossed one into the water, where it turned into a towel.
After washing his face, Jiraiya could not help sighing. "Ever since the Empire appeared, so many things have become much more convenient."
Tsunade silently ate her jerky and had to admit it. These were things that could never have existed during Konoha's era.
Because of his close relationship with Fugaku Uchiha, Minato Namikaze had also received some special benefits, especially the braised pork rice bowl he had gotten from him.
"This is the Empire's newest self-heating rice. Even during wartime, we can still eat hot rice and meat."
After a few simple steps, it soon began steaming. They only had to wait a few minutes before they could eat.
"Minato, what is that?" Jiraiya hurried over, curiously examining what Minato had taken out.
"When I went to collect supplies before the operation, why didn't I see this on