Along the way, Obito's screams echoed in the wind and snow.
The first picture, Talisman, was placed on the chest. Obito's legs immediately froze, keeping its feet raised, and turned into a wooden figure, being dragged away by Lin.
After a while, his mouth was sealed with a sealing talisman. He could only scream and his footsteps were led by Ye.
The most outrageous time was when Kushina demonstrated the gravity seal and directly pinned Obito to the snow, unable to move.
I buried my face in the snow for ten seconds before I remembered and untied myself.
[Ding! Grievance Points from Obito Uchiha, +200!]
[Ding! Despair Points from Obito Uchiha, +3100!]
[Ding! Suffocation Resentment Points from Obito Uchiha, +5200!]
The system's prompt sound became a symphony. Ye walked at the back of the team, and the curve of the corner of his mouth never dropped.
Two days later, Land of Hot Water border junction point.
The wind and snow have subsided slightly, and the cold and humid air has the smell of sulfur from hot springs.
As soon as the team entered the town, Obito thought that they would be scolded for delaying so much. Kunai in hand was ready to deal with Party A's anger at any time.
As a result, I saw a middle-aged man with a big belly coming towards him in the wind and snow with a dozen carriages full of supplies, rubbing his hands in the wind and snow.
"My lords! I'm Snowfield Trading Company, the manager, Matsumoto. I've been waiting for you for a long time!"
Matsumoto trotted over, his waist bent at ninety degrees, his forehead almost touching his chest, and his attitude was frighteningly humble.
"How long has the Chamber of Commerce been waiting?"
Kakashi asked with a frown.
"Three hours! It's the Chamber of Commerce's honor to wait for you!"
Matsumoto smiled with a big smile on his face.
"North Harbor The voyage was closed last night and the shipping date was postponed for five days. The mission is not urgent at all!"
"My lords have come all the way. I have booked the entire best hot spring hotel in town. All expenses will be covered by the merchant. I will never let you be tired!"
Obito stared at Matsumoto's face that was about to laugh out loud, then looked down at Kunai, who was holding Kunai in his hand, ready to fight, and his whole outlook was shattered.
S-Rank task, the employer provides food and accommodation, but you still don't have to press?
It was a clear night, and I could see through Matsumoto's flattery after scanning the carriage.
Fourth Hokage's wife and the Yondaime core team, who dare not lick this lineup?
Ye Xin calmly led the team into the top suite, turned back to Obito's face that was about to kill someone, and uttered a long sentence.
"This is the taste of power. It is indeed better than Kunai."
[Ding! Cognitive collapse from Obito Uchiha and Guard-Break Points, +6800!]
In the next two days, Kushina completely let himself go in Land of Hot Water Shopping Street.
Kakashi and Obito were reduced to emotionless humanoid shelves, with paper bags hanging on their shoulders, specialty products tied to their wrists, and their legs shaking from exhaustion.
At night, I leaned on the railing of the hot spring hotel and ate melon seeds while appreciating the murderous look in my eyes that Obito sent me every time I turned around. The system account notifications kept ringing.
On the morning of the third day, the paper bags in the suite were piled up to the ceiling.
Kushina Looking at the house full of specialties, I finally felt like I couldn't keep it in my face.
She coughed twice, forced a serious face like an elder, and slapped her hand on the table.
"It's almost time to rest, the mission is the most important! Let's set off today, no one is allowed to delay any longer!"
Ye almost couldn't help but roll her eyes, who buys things in two days?
Matsumoto received the order with amazing efficiency, and the caravan was assembled in less than half an hour.
The carriage was loaded with thick cloaks, medicinal herbs, dry food, and spare tents.
The five people put on uniform thickened cold-proof cloaks and stepped out of the border.
The sky was full of wind and snow, the temperature plummeted, and the white snow curtain quickly swallowed the town gate.
"Captain, you should go straight to Land of Snow next, right?"
Ye unfolded the map, pointed his fingertips towards the northern ice field, then jumped onto the roof of the front car, raising his hand to signal everyone to come closer, with a very calm expression.
"The caravan will go first. We will guard it along the way and maintain its formation. After entering the ice field, follow my command. No one is allowed to leave the group."
"First reach the Land of Snow border alive, and then discuss anything else."
The wheels of the carriage rolled over the frozen dirt road, making a dull creaking sound.
The wind and snow became even worse, and the figures of the five people, accompanied by the huge convoy, slowly disappeared into the depths of the chilling and cold snow curtain in the north.
After the caravan entered the ice field, the heavy wind and snow quickly erased the ruts behind it.
Ye sat on the top of the carriage at the front, raising his hand to lower the hood of his cloak.
The cold moisture penetrated along the collar and into the neck.
He looked back and saw that the motorcade behind him was moving forward, and soon turned into a few blurry black shadows in the wind and snow.
The heavy wind and snow crossed the northern coast where they were located, crossed the frozen strait covered with thick ice floes, and rushed straight towards Land of Snow Capital City.
Capital City Tens of feet deep underground, a secret fortress carved out of the rock formation is operating at full capacity.
There are no windows, no wind, and no trace of natural light.
Only the harsh roar of the mechanical gears and the hiss of water vapor spraying from the thick pipes are pouring into people's ears from all directions.
The hot water vapor was wrapped in a strong smell of rust and filled the entire space. As soon as the water droplets hit the stone wall, it stirred up a large white mist, which made people's eyes sore.
Kazahana Dōtō stood on the edge of the high platform, holding the iron railing with both hands, looking down at the busy craftsmen on the assembly line below, his brows knitted into a tight knot.
His face was extremely gloomy.
A sharp chirping sound came from the assembly line, and a set of thick black armor spurted out a stream of steam.
The Chakra technique on the chest flickered twice, then went out completely.
"How long on earth will this have to be adjusted?!"
Dotō slapped his hand on the railing, causing the iron pillar to tremble violently.
"My patience is no joke to you!"
No one dared to answer the question at all. The craftsmen were so frightened that they dropped the wrenches less forcefully.
As soon as he finished speaking, the sound of rapid footsteps came along with the sound of the iron ladder.
Nadare Rōga There were large pieces of broken ice on the soles of his boots that had not yet melted. He rushed up to the high platform in three steps and two steps at a time. He bowed his head and saluted before he even had time to catch his breath.
"Sir! The first batch of thirty sets of First-Generation Chakra Armor has been debugged!"
Dotō narrowed his eyes and said neither good nor bad. He strode down the iron ladder and walked down the high platform, stopping directly in front of a set of armors at the front.
He raised his hand and tapped the thick breastplate with his knuckles.
The metal gave off an extremely dull reverberation.
With the tapping, the Chakra patterns on the armor's surface lit up section by section, and a cold air visible to the naked eye slowly seeped out along the seams.
"Twenty million taels of real money was thrown into it for three years, and I finally didn't hear a muffled sound!"
Dotō retracted his hand and glanced at the pale and oily technical official next to him.
"If you still pile up defective products, I'll stuff you all into the furnace to use as firewood!"
The officials even bent down to ensure that there would be no problem.
Nadare Rōga next to him grinned, revealing his white teeth in the white steam mist, and pulled out a blood-stained battle report from his arms.
The edges of the battle report had been completely frozen, and when it was unfolded, there were still fine pieces of bloody ice falling down.
"Don't worry, sir, there is another good news. All three strongholds on the border have been removed!"
Nadare couldn't hide his pride in his tone.
"Three hidden whistles, seventy-four veterans, not a single one was left alive! Even the psychic bird that only asked for help couldn't fly out of the snowy field!"
There was silence in the fortress for a moment, and then the Snow Ninja elites beside the assembly line raised their heads one after another and burst into extremely suppressed laughter.
Some people couldn't help but smashed their chests with their fists. Chakra light patterns instantly covered their bodies, and everyone's eyes were filled with uncontrollable enthusiasm.
Those are all Land of Snow Daimyō--Sōsetsu's cronies. Seventy-four people could not even send out a warning. This was the beginning of their victory!