Three days later, the team arrived at the Border Camp. The reinforcements would rest there for one night before heading straight to the camp still under construction in the Land of Rain.
The Border Camp was too small to accommodate so many people.
It could only serve as a supply transit camp.
The endless rain, falling day and night, made everyone irritable. With so many people, the camp's wooden cabins could not hold them all, and most could only squeeze into tents.
Even Jingyi could not rest in the medical room, because it was already packed with wounded sent back from the Land of Rain.
By unfortunate coincidence, Orochimaru and Jiraiya were assigned to the same tent, while Jingyi slept alone.
Giving Orochimaru a sympathetic look, Jingyi crawled into his tent.
After several days of contact, Jingyi had figured it out: anyone left alone with Jiraiya would definitely be annoyed to death by him.
At least at this stage, Jiraiya was a damn chatterbox. He always had something to say, babbling endlessly.
Being a chatterbox would have been one thing, but he also often did stupid things.
That night, Jingyi did not sleep well. The tent was stuffy and hot, the heavy rain kept pouring down, and the drops drumming against the tent were so loud that anyone unaccustomed to it could not sleep at all.
Having slept poorly, Jingyi yawned nonstop the next day.
After replenishing a batch of supplies, the reinforcements assembled at daybreak and set off straight for the Land of Rain camp.
The camp in the Land of Rain was still under construction. A wooden wall surrounded its perimeter, while the buildings were still being rushed to completion. Most ninja could only make do with tents.
Several people had to be crammed into each tent, making