The days are like being pulled by a donkey on a millstone, going round and round, turning time into thin pages.
Minato's Team's Genin career began to become ridiculously regular.
D-Rank took out the lottery tickets for the mission and turned them over over and over again, only the same ones.
Find cats, pull weeds, clean smelly ditches, and move warehouses for a wealthy family who is not short of money.
Obito was very motivated at the beginning, thinking that he was a hero who saved the world.
Three months later, when he saw the big "D" on the task list again, he wanted to perform a table flip on the spot.
The most outrageous one was helping residents move.
An antique wardrobe rolled down the stairs and hit Obito on the head.
So...
Sharingan, the legendary pupil technique, the pride of the Uchiha Clan, the first practical application of Obito: picking up furniture.
This matter was regarded as a joke by Ye Ye and was told for a full month.
Kakashi became more and more proficient in writing task reports. The number of words was reduced from one hundred to fifty, and later he only wrote ten words.
The task was completed, no exceptions, everything went smoothly.
And Lin became the most popular guest at the Kushina family.
In less than a year, she has been able to independently write a complex set of high-level bondage Sealing Formula.
The lines of the technique are so clean and neat that even Kushina can't find any faults.
When he succeeded for the first time, Kushina was so excited that he slapped Minato on the back.
I almost shot the future Fourth Hokage directly into the wall.
"I found a treasure! Minato! I really found a treasure!"
Minato rubbed his sore shoulders, leaned over and took a look, then smiled bitterly after being silent for a while.
"When you first taught me, you didn't seem so happy. To be honest, I was a little jealous."
"Nonsense, Lin is much more worry-free than you!"
Kushina raised his head proudly.
Of course, Ye Ye was not idle either, but his practice was different from others.
One afternoon, Third Training Ground, rest time between tasks.
Obito is eating rice balls under the tree, Kakashi is wiping his Short Sword.
Minato was sitting alone on a wooden stake, holding a leaf in his hand and frowning into a knot.
A ball of Chakra gathered tentatively in his palm, and then dispersed again with a "pop".
It's been half a year.
The Muji Ninjutsu he had always wanted to develop was always stuck at the last step without any clue.
The core of this technique's power lies in Chakra's extreme compression and rotation, but no matter how hard it is tried, the form is never stable.
"Teacher, are you still stuck?"
Ye put her hands in her pockets and wandered over Earth Flow as if taking a walk after a meal.
Minato sighed, with a bit of distress on his face. "Yes, this technique is much more troublesome than I thought."
Ye said "Oh" and stretched out his right hand naturally.
"Is it... like this?"
As soon as he finished speaking, the Chakra in his body instantly rioted!
It was not a gradual gathering, but an unreasonable and violent compression, spinning crazily at a tricky angle!
Buzz--!
In just two seconds, the harsh sound of wind exploded from his palm!
A basketball-sized, heart-stoppingly blue energy ball floated extremely stably in Ye's hand.
It makes a dull and dangerous buzz.
The high-speed rotating airflow ripped apart the air, and the rolled up air waves pushed the entire training ground turf outwards!
Obito was eating a rice ball. As soon as he opened his mouth, the rice ball in his hand was swept away by the strong wind.
A beautiful parabola was drawn and accurately reflected on the face of Kakashi not far away.
Kakashi's hand wiping the knife froze on the spot.
Lin stood up in shock and opened her mouth into an "O" shape.
And Minato's gaze was fixed on the rotating blue ball of light, and his brain shut down on the spot and went blank.
He worked hard to conceive the theory for more than half a year, and he tried countless ideas without sleep or food.
The most perfect prototype of ninjutsu in his mind...
His nine-year-old student casually rubbed it out.
Moreover, it was... more perfect than he imagined!
[Ding! Ultimate Astonishment Points from Minato Namikaze, +5000!]
[Ding! Existential Crisis Points from Obito Uchiha, +2000!]
[Ding! Logic Collapse Points from Kakashi Hatake, +1888!]
"This... what the hell is this?!"
Obito pointed at the Rasengan, and the tone of his voice changed in fear.
Minato seemed to have been pressed the reset button. It took him several seconds to find his voice, and asked in a dry voice.
"Ye... you, you have long..."
"Well, I just started practicing more than two years ago when I had nothing to do."
Ye tilted her head and scattered the Rasengan in her hand, her tone sounding like she was haggling at the vegetable market.
"But teacher, it's not good to export things unilaterally when it comes to technical exchanges."
He smiled like a little secretive Fox.
"I will give you the complete principles of this technique, the tips for practicing it, and all the pitfalls I have encountered."
"In exchange, you can help me apply for the training scroll of "Flying Thunder God" from Hokage's Office."
"How about it, this deal is not a loss, right?"
He was silent for five seconds.
"You're such an abacus, I heard it at Hokage's Office."
Ye looked sincere. "I promise to only watch it under your supervision and not to spread it or use it indiscriminately."
"And the right to authorize this ninjutsu is given to you."
Minato's eyes lit up when he heard about the signature rights.
He always felt that Ye's ninjutsu suited him perfectly.
But Minato was afraid that Ye would give this move a common name, so that he would not look cool by calling the move.
Since I am giving myself the right to sign...
What else could he say? He sighed, smiled bitterly and shook his head, "... I'll apply."
Within a few days, a scroll tied with Hokage red rope and covered with "top secret" paint came into Ye's hands.
But Ye soon discovered that Flying Thunder God really cannot be mastered by Chakra alone.
The core is the fuzzy perception of spatial coordinates.
Without that kind of talent, the theoretical knowledge in the scrolls would be like a heavenly book.
He practiced continuously for half a month, but he could barely leave a very unstable mark on the special Kunai.
Minato comforted him not to worry, this will happen naturally.
Year after year passed, Konoha's world changed without even realizing it.
In the mission hall, more and more encrypted scrolls were sent back from the front line, and the number of patrols ANBU on the streets also doubled.
Minato was called to Hokage Building more and more frequently, and the frequency of his appearance in the class was visibly reduced.
At first it was. "I may not be here this week, so you can practice the basics by yourself."
Later, I even omitted the word "possible".
It's often just a hurried departure, and then no news for ten days and a half.
The atmosphere in the village has completely changed since autumn.
The vendors in the market spoke in a hushed voice, there were fewer children running wildly on the main street, and there were more adults carrying knives at their waists.
war...
No one dared to say these two words loudly, but the depressing smell had penetrated into everyone's nose.
On this day, Obito came back from the swamp outside the village covered in mud and water, carrying a Toad that was still spitting bubbles.
The whole person is on the verge of explosion.
"Minato-sensei!"
He stuffed Toad hard into the cage, and his face was distorted after being splashed with mud.
"I can't stand it anymore! Is my dignified Uchiha Clan, Two-Tomoe Sharingan, used to catch Toad?!"
"If you do the D-Rank mission again, I will go to the door of Hokage Building and write a blood letter!"
"Please! Give us a mission to leave the village!"
Minato looked at the four boys and girls in front of them, although their faces still looked childish.
But the confusion in his eyes no longer existed when he just graduated.
He put away his usual gentle smile, and there was a hint of warlike chill in his eyes.
"Follow me."
Mission Center, The wooden corridor is so quiet that you can hear your heartbeat.
Minato walked behind the counter and showed his token to Jonin on duty.
Chunin, the person on duty, took one look and his expression immediately became serious.
He turned around and took out a scroll sealed with red wax from the deepest part of the filing cabinet.
Minato turned around and placed the scroll flat in the palm of his hand. His voice was not loud, but it was able to suppress the noise in the entire corridor.
"Special wartime mission. Sneak behind enemy lines and blow up the core bridge of the Iwagakure supply line. The target..."
He paused and said word for word.
"Kannabi Bridge."