In the Root command center, Naruto twirled a scroll that had just been taken off the encrypted messenger's leg with his fingertips, and slowly unfolded it. The scroll came from Land of Water, and the handwriting was sloppy and sharp, with Momochi Zabuza's unique writing habit - ugly but written very hard.
The content of the letter is very direct. Kirigakure is still the same "Bloody Mist Village", and the inhumane graduation examination is still screening out twisted killing tools. Zabuza's description is restrained, but the anger seeping between the lines almost penetrates the back of the paper.
Naruto's gaze did not linger on these cruel descriptions for too long. The rumors of "Bloody Mist Village" have been around for a long time. As for what exactly happened there, we still have to wait to find out.
His eyes were fixed on the second half of the scroll.
A family of craftsmen who are closely guarded by Kirigakure's top brass masters a secret technique called "Chakra Metal Forging".
Naruto's fingers tapping on the table stopped.
That's it.
He instantly constructed a complete logical chain in his mind. The recurrence of Bolter is currently stuck in the explosive bomb link.
Konoha's existing materials and technologies are not comparable to Imperium. Chakra Metal is a unique solution in this world, but Konoha's current mastery of Chakra Metal technology has not reached the point where he is satisfied.
The manufactured Chakra Metal cannot stably carry and conduct high-density chakra explosions. The blade of Chainsword also needs an alloy that is tougher and more resonant with chakra. This technology may be the last hurdle in the generational improvement of Konoha's military power, and is the core of the mass production of new generation weapons.
Zabuza's advice at the end of the scroll is very brief - if you want to contact this family, you need a chaos. A huge chaos that is enough to make Kirigakure's top leaders overwhelmed.
"Chaos..." Naruto repeated the word in a low voice.
"Just in time, let's take the new recruits to practice."
"Zero." Naruto said loudly.
"Here." Zero's figure appeared silently in the shadows.
"Notify Sasuke Uchiha and Training Ground Three to gather in ten minutes." Naruto stood up and walked out.
Root Training Ground Three.
There is no sunlight here, only the cold lights illuminate the entire space as bright as day.
"Ha... ha... ha..."
The sound of heavy breathing echoed in the empty training ground. Sasuke Uchiha knelt on one knee, sweat dripping down his chin and hitting the cold metal floor. He was wearing a special black weight-bearing suit, every muscle was screaming with pain, and his eyes were bloodshot.
But his spirit was in a morbid state of excitement.
On the weapons rack in front of him was the first prototype "Bolter" given to him by Naruto.
The rough and violent aesthetic carries his surging desire for revenge.
The sound of footsteps came.
Sasuke raised his head and saw Naruto calmly Earth Flow coming in. He struggled to stand up straight, his chest rising and falling violently.
"The test begins." Naruto pointed directly at a hundred meters away without saying a word, "Wearing a weight-bearing suit, the target is the ten alloy bullseyes over there. The requirement is to destroy them all while moving at high speed."
Following his words, at the far end of the training ground, ten alloy targets controlled by puppet wires began to perform irregular and high-speed evasive movements.
Sasuke did not respond, but answered with action. He grabbed the heavy prototype gun, and the cold touch refreshed his spirit.
"Buzz--"
The Curse Mark pattern on his neck lit up, and evil chakra poured into his right arm like a tide. At the same time, the dark pupils in his eyes quickly rotated into two Tomoe shapes.
For a moment, those high-speed moving bullseyes slowed down in his eyes, and every tiny tremor of the puppet line heralded the bullseye's next trajectory. The power of Curse Mark provided him with the arm strength to pull the trigger and control this steel beast.
He moved.
The heavy weight-bearing suit did not affect his speed at all. His whole body turned into an afterimage, turning back at high speed in the field.
"Boom!"
The first explosion went off!
The huge recoil force hit his shoulder along the butt of the gun, causing his whole body to sway and almost fall. But he gritted his teeth and used inhuman perseverance to forcibly stabilize his body.
A hundred meters away, a specially-made bullet accurately hit the first bullseye, penetrating directly and making a crisp sound.
Sasuke's mouth corners raised uncontrollably.
That's what it feels like!
He quickly adapted to the rhythm of the weapon, and his body was searching for a delicate balance while moving at high speed. Sharingan predicted, Curse Mark provided power, and his fingers steadily pulled the trigger.
"Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!"
Continuous roars exploded in the training ground, Kakkō and metal debris flying everywhere. In less than thirty seconds, all ten bullseyes were destroyed.
The smoke cleared.
Sasuke was holding the gun, panting heavily, and his chest seemed to explode. But he looked at the wreckage on the ground, felt the numbness in his arms, and felt the joy of revenge in his heart.
Naruto looked at the test data displayed on the terminal and walked over.
"The hit rate is 100%, and the reaction speed is acceptable." He stated the facts calmly, and then changed the subject, "But the mood swings are too large, and the chakra output is extremely unstable. Every time you shoot, you are controlling it with hatred and instinct, instead of controlling it."
He looked at Sasuke and made his final conclusion.
"At best, it's just a barely usable tool."
Sasuke The excitement on his face froze instantly, as if a bucket of ice water was poured from head to toe. He wanted to refute, but found that he couldn't say a word. What the other party said was the truth. He could only clenched his fists and looked forward to the next opportunity.
"Of course, you have still made progress." Naruto looked at his appearance without any change in his tone, "At least, you are now qualified to embark on a real battlefield."
Sasuke looked up suddenly.
"Pack up and get ready to go." Naruto dropped a word and turned to leave, "Go and see what the real enemy looks like."
After leaving the training ground, Naruto passed by Root's nursery.
Through the one-way glass, he saw a group of orphans ranging in age from six to ten years old, undergoing the most basic physical fitness and tolerance throwing training under the guidance of instructors. They were the orphans of the war and the scars of Konoha's past.
But in the eyes of Naruto, they are uncut jade and the most reliable cornerstone of the future.
"Zero."
"Here."
"From today on, this is no longer a kindergarten." Naruto's voice sounded in the empty corridor, "Change the door number, and the name will be - [Schola Progenium]."
"Schola Progenium?" Zero repeated this unfamiliar word.
"In addition, change their training plan." Naruto looked at those children with no pity in his eyes, only planning. "When Bolter is mass-produced, we will cut down on the traditional ninjutsu courses and add weapon disassembly, maintenance, and shooting queue training. Here, the first batch of the most loyal soldiers will be trained for Imperium."
Zero didn't ask what "Imperium" was, he just bowed and accepted the order, "Yes."
Hokage's Office.
Tsunade looked irritably at a filing document that had just arrived on the table.
[S-level mission application]
[Mission location: Land of Water·Kirigakure]
[Mission Objective: Confidential]
[Team leader: Naruto Uzumaki]
[List of entourage: Neji Hyuga, Sasuke Uchiha, Torune Aburame and five other Root members]
"This brat!" Tsunade slapped his hand on the table, shaking the water in the tea cup. "Just a few days after I came back, he went to a place like Kirigakure again! What on earth does he want to do?"
Shizune whispered from the side, "Lady Tsunade, you said before that you have a high degree of trust in him..."
"I know, but his plan is clearly to throw himself into the most dangerous place!" Tsunade cursed, but his hand had already picked up the Hokage seal.
She hesitated for a moment, and finally covered it heavily.
Next to the bright red ink pad, she picked up a pen and annotated a line of small words in a graceful font that was completely inconsistent with her bold personality.
"Be careful."
At dusk, Konoha port.
Naruto is dressed in a smart outfit, carrying an improved Chainsword on his back.
In front of him, seven figures stood quietly.
Neji Hyuga, holding Long-Range Laser Rifle in his arms, his white eyes calm and calm.
Sasuke Uchiha, carrying Prototype Bolter on his back, with sharp eyes and high fighting spirit.
Behind them, there are five Root Jonin headed by Torune Aburame. Their whole bodies are shrouded in cloaks and masks, and their auras are condensed to the extreme, like five shadows that will blend into the darkness at any time.
Naruto glanced around his team.
Long-range snipers, short-range firepower assaulters, and special forces skilled in infiltration, assassination, and poisoning.
All parts are in place for the "surgery" of Kirigakure.
He didn't mobilize any more, he just issued a brief order.
"Let's go."