Returning to the surface from the cold and damp underground world, the warm sunlight poured down without reservation, causing the boy codenamed "A" to subconsciously squint his eyes and stretch out his arms to block his forehead, as if it was not light, but some kind of dazzling attack.
Senju Chen walked in front without looking back, but could clearly feel the embarrassment and uneasiness coming from the darkness behind him.
He led the boy through the bustling streets and finally returned to the clean Senju mansion.
In the courtyard of the mansion, the vegetation is lush, and the breeze blows, bringing bursts of refreshing fragrance. It is simply two worlds from the decaying smell of "Root" headquarters that is mixed with blood and dust.
The young man stood at the entrance of the courtyard, his steps hesitant, and for the first time his dull eyes showed a little confusion. He was like a mole that was forcibly dragged out of the cave, full of strangeness and fear of the bright and vivid world in front of him.
"Come here." Senju Chen's voice was very calm, and he pointed to the open space in the center of the courtyard.
The young man's body trembled, and he immediately suppressed all his emotions. He walked over with stiff steps and stood upright, waiting for the next order.
"Use your best technique and let me see." Senju Chen crossed his arms and looked at him leisurely.
The young man didn't hesitate at all, his hands quickly Hand Seals.
"Wood Release·Wood Locking Wall's art!"
With a low cry, he slammed his hands on the ground.
"Ka... ka ka..."
The ground shook slightly, and several thick wooden bars arched up from the soil with difficulty, intertwined, and finally formed a wooden structure in front of him... that could barely be called a "wall".
The wooden wall was crooked, the wood was loose, and there was fresh soil on it. It looked more like a shoddy fence erected by an old farmer in the countryside, which could be blown down by a gust of wind.
After using this move, fine beads of sweat appeared on the young man's forehead, and his breathing became rapid. It was obvious that he had consumed a lot of energy.
Senju Chen's eyes twitched imperceptibly.
That's it?
Not to mention blocking Ninjutsu, this thing might not even be able to block the stones thrown by the naughty kid next door, right?
He resisted the desire to complain in his heart, with that enigmatic smile still on his face, and slowly walked to the "wooden wall", stretched out two fingers, and poked it gently.
"Creak... crack."
The entire wooden wall fell down and shattered into pieces of firewood.
Young man. "..."
His cheeks turned red and he buried his head lower, wishing he could find a crack in the ground to crawl in.
Senju Chen Looking at his embarrassed look, the little disappointment in his heart disappeared instantly.
Forget it, you can't ask too much of a "tool man" who is still in Novice Village.
Wood Release is like the engine of a top-notch sports car. Its performance is top-notch, but its fuel consumption is equally astonishing. This guy obviously has a serious shortage of Chakra. He is a typical "little horse-drawn cart". Being able to build such a fence is considered a gift.
Chakra less?
Is this a thing?
In Senju Chen's mind, the figures of Orochimaru and Amado flashed instantly.
In this world, technical issues are never a problem.
As long as there are enough resources and "scientific research funds", it is not impossible to install a Gundam power furnace for you, let alone upgrade Chakra.
And what he lacks most now is money and resources. The entire "root" family's property now has the surname Senju.
"Not bad." Senju Chen retracted his finger, patted the non-existent dust on his hand, and commented in a "I'm very satisfied" tone, "The foundation is very solid, but Chakra is not proficient enough in its use."
Hearing this comment, the young man raised his head suddenly, his eyes filled with disbelief.
He originally thought that his poor performance would attract reprimand or even punishment from his new master, but he didn't expect to receive a... praise?
Seeing the young man's flattered expression, Senju Chen smiled silently in his heart.
If you want the horse to run, you must first give it enough grass. When dealing with employees who have been mentally abused for a long time, occasional affirmation and encouragement are far more effective than a whip.
"Come and sit." Senju Chen walked to the corridor, sat down cross-legged, and pointed to the seat next to him.
The young man hesitated for a moment, but still obeyed Earth Flow and went over. However, he did not dare to sit side by side with Senju Chen. Instead, he knelt down half a step behind him, maintaining a posture of absolute obedience.
Senju Chen didn't care about these details. He poured himself a cup of tea, took a sip, and then spoke slowly.
"What's your name? It's not a code name."
The young man stiffened and was silent for a moment before replying in a low and inaudible voice, "... I don't have a name. As far back as I can remember, my code name is 'A'."
"What about the past? How much do you remember?" Senju Chen continued to ask.
"I don't remember..." The young man shook his head, his eyes empty, "I have no parents. My mission is to obey orders."
It is indeed a blank piece of paper.
Senju Chen understands clearly.
Danzo That old guy is indeed professional in turning people into tools.
"Since you have followed me, you are no longer just a tool, but a person." Senju Chen put down the teacup, turned around, and looked at him seriously, "A living person should have a name."
He looked at the young man's face, which was a bit dull but had a pretty outline.
"From now on, your name will be 'Yamato'."
"Yamato?" The young man muttered and repeated this unfamiliar word, his eyes full of confusion.
"Yes, Tenzo Yamato." A meaningful smile appeared on the corner of Senju Chen's mouth, and the calculations in his heart were crackling.
"Tian... Zang...Yamato..."
The boy, no, it was Yamato who had just been given a name, chewing on this name that belonged to him over and over again.
This name was like a pebble thrown into stagnant water, stirring up layers of ripples in his dead lake of heart.
He has a name.
His name is, Tenzo Yamato.
An unprecedented and strange feeling surged up from the deepest part of his heart, sour and with a hint of undetectable warmth. His eyes actually felt a little warm.
Senju Chen stood up and patted Yamato on the shoulder. The force was neither light nor heavy, but it carried an unquestionable meaning, "Follow me, take a shower first and change into clean clothes. Look at your body, it's almost rotten."
He led Yamato, who was still reeling from the huge shock and a little distraught, towards the bathroom in the backyard.
"Remember, Yamato. Your new life begins today." Senju Chen's voice came from the front, "There will be many things you need to do in the future, many... big projects."
Yamato looked blankly at the figure in front of him who was not very tall, but made him feel as reliable as a mountain, and nodded vigorously.
Although he had no idea what "big project" meant, for the first time, he had a vague expectation about the word "future".
Watching Yamato walk into the bathroom, Senju Chen had a satisfied smile on his face.
"Very good, the future construction team leader has been found."