"Obviously, it's for the Seven-Tails, you idiot." The short-haired, heavily muscled man beside him, with a lion-like nose and thick lips, spoke as if he were cursing someone.
"Looking at the Seven-Tails now, it happens to be in an awkward situation. It should only be a newly born child, and Takigakure is the kind of village with only a handful of ninja. That's why the captain wants to go to Takigakure, right?"
A fair-skinned young man with long black hair, so pale he barely looked Asian, twirled a strand of his hair between his fingers as he spoke thoughtfully. His features were sharply defined, with a high nose bridge and blue eyes, making him look mixed-race.
The others all nodded. Only the young man with ** perched on his shoulder had failed to notice such a simple fact.
In truth, everyone here was quite young, and they were all properly dressed as ninja. Unlike Oguri Hayashi's group from last time, who had looked like outsiders at a glance, these outsiders might have possessed proper identities, but their words and actions still gave them away. Those had been complete newcomers who had yet to adjust their mentality, thinking the battlefield worlds were nothing special.
But every member of this team had experienced at least three reincarnation battlefields. They already possessed the experience they needed. A set of local clothing could save them plenty of trouble, such as distinguishing enemies from allies, confusing other Reincarnation Squads, and so on.
They were all elites. They would not make such low-level mistakes.
Their captain, who had made them willingly bow their heads to him, was also an extremely powerful man. Kong Zhange was a famous expert who had passed through six worlds, possessed Gourmet Cells and the Six Powers, excelled in close combat, and had already vaguely touched the threshold of five stars.
The rest were no weaklings either. Bai Chi, a Trainer with both Trainer bloodline and the Beastmaster Mage class, had raised several Pokémon to near perfection and modified them multiple times, making them exceptionally powerful.
The calm psychic sage Yun Duanyou and the shadow assassin Wuying were both men who had surpassed three battlefields in the Infinite Hall.
Even the weakest among them, Na Yuanliangtuo, had survived two battlefields and could hold his own against a jonin.
They were all fairly clever. After entering the Naruto battlefield world, they had not rashly followed Konoha's orders into the Land of Rivers, where the Sand Ninja and Konoha were fighting. Instead, before the war began, they had rushed overnight to the Land of Waterfalls.
Given their strength, reaching the Land of Waterfalls overnight was not particularly difficult. Despite traveling so far, they were not the least bit tired. Instead, they felt as though they were about to strike it rich.
If they rushed to Takigakure overnight and brought back either the Seven-Tails, still an infant, or Fū during her infancy, they could earn at least one intermediate energy crystal. Or they could directly spend some energy crystals and ask the Main God to seal the Seven-Tails inside one of their teammates.
These tailed beasts were relatively easy to fool. Once they had fooled one, the tailed beast's Chakra could serve as a foundation. Anyone taking the Naruto route could quickly obtain Kage-level strength, or even strength beyond Kage-level.
Once they had mastered ninjutsu, they could return during the next Naruto battlefield and obtain those secret techniques that were never passed down!
They thought about it happily.
As for whether Fū lived or died?
What did that have to do with them? They were not running a charity. If they had to care about the lives and deaths of every plot character, then who would be responsible for whether they lived or died in the Infinite Hall?
In the end, when one was poor, one could only look after oneself. They were poor now! They desperately needed plot characters to donate a few lives to them!
"We're almost at Takigakure, right? Bai Chi, send your ** out to scout for people. Wherever there are people must be Takigakure."
They were all very relaxed. It was common for Reincarnators to kill plot characters above their level. Every one of them possessed jonin-level combat strength. In theory, they would not fear even a Kage-level opponent. Their captain was a Kage-level expert and also had abilities that countered the Sand Ninja. This time, he intended to use Sasori of the Red Sands and his family's heads as his stepping stone to five stars!
As for the Waterfall Ninja, no one had paid much attention to their performance in the OVA. If they did not have Fū and the Seven-Tails, who would even give them a second glance?
The ** was merely the weakest link in their scouting. It was basically just being sent out for some fresh air.
Bai Chi nodded and patted the head of the ** on his shoulder. The chubby ** immediately flew away.
The ** was certainly fast. Its plump body made it look somewhat harmless, but as a Flying-type Pokémon, it could not only learn Quick Attack, Wing Attack, Whirlwind, and Mimic, it could also evolve into a Pidgeot in the future and fly through the sky at two Mach. It could carry one or two adults and was an exceptionally useful Pokémon. Most importantly, it was incredibly easy to obtain!
There had not been much danger in Bai Chi's first Pokémon world, so he had successfully captured six Pokémon. He sold three of them in exchange for his first funds to enhance himself. He carefully raised and modified the other three himself. His intimacy with this ** was insufficient, so he had sent it out to cultivate their bond.
The ** flew so quickly that it vanished from sight within a few breaths, making the others click their tongues in admiration. Raising pets had been humanity's instinct since ancient times. From cats, dogs, and horses to modern hawks, tigers, and leopards, it was simply human nature.
If those present had not spent all their energy crystals enhancing themselves, they likely would have bought a pet like this too.
Not to mention that once the ** evolved into a Pidgeotto, it could already carry people through the air. It was also an excellent helper in combat, and it was extremely convenient to store in a Poké Ball during ordinary times. Who would not like a pet like that?
Just as they were clicking their tongues enviously, a sharp and urgent cry suddenly came from deep within the forest. Even those who had never spent time in a Pokémon world could understand that the ** had encountered an irresistible danger.
"Could it be the Seven-Tails?" Yun Duanyou pinched the tip of his hair and asked in surprise.
"My **!" Bai Chi ran forward anxiously. The others could only follow him, though they all carried a hint of amusement at his misfortune.
After running several dozen meters, they saw a dark-skinned old farmer wearing short clothes, straw sandals, and a cloak. He had a face full of stubble and a Takigakure insignia hanging around his neck. With one hand, he held the ** before him and examined it carefully.
"Ah, this bird belongs to you?" Seeing the group rushing over, the old farmer asked in surprise, "I figured nobody wanted it."
"Let go of my ** right now!" Seeing the ** squeezed until foam spilled from its mouth and its eyes rolled white, Bai Chi panicked. The Whip of the Enslaved in his hand shot toward the old farmer's face like a venomous snake striking with its tongue.
If that whip landed solidly, the old farmer's face would probably be split open and covered in blood.
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