The Public Security Department ninja's voice was steady, but with a hint of metallic coldness.
"The second report comes from lurkers at the Land of Wind border. The report states that Iwagakure has been making unusually frequent military mobilizations recently. Ninjas from more than three regiments, under the name of 'Autumn Joint Exercise', are conducting Assembling at the Land of Fire border. Although they claimed to be a routine exercise, their scale and deployment have far exceeded the normal scope. Analysis of the Intelligence Division gate shows that its deterrent and probing implications are self-evident."
The air in the hall instantly became several degrees colder.
The joy and relief on Tsunade's face were wiped away, replaced by the solemnity that belonged to Fifth Hokage. "The last blow wasn't painful enough. Shinobi World has only been living in peace for a few years, and those mud-playing people can't sit still anymore?"
Konoha has just launched a Ninja Academy reform internally. Iwagakure chose to show off his muscles at this time, obviously he smelled something.
"Sister, don't worry." After hearing the news, the smile on Senju Chen's face became even deeper. "They are not here to fight. They are here to 'see'. It is precisely because they can't understand that they did this. They want to see our Konoha's reaction."
"A wolf, no matter how big it is, is just prey in the eyes of hunters. Only by whipping it twice to make them feel pain will they understand what respect means."
Senju Chen turned around and said to the Public Security Department ninja, "Order Intelligence Division to sort out all the unit numbers, commander information, and logistics routes for Iwagakure's 'exercise'. In addition, let the front line release our unmanned reconnaissance drones. I need to know how many meals each ninja eats every day on their exercise ground."
"Yes!" The ninja took the order, and his figure flashed and disappeared from the place.
Senju Chen turned around and smiled at Tsunade, "Sister, go to bed early, there is a good show to watch tomorrow. Those 'petitioners' are not here to cause trouble, they are 'wealth-giving boys' who are here to deliver results to us."
The next day, early morning.
Hokage The square in front of the building was crowded with people, and it was more lively than any other celebration.
Led by Tatekura Gento, the patriarch of the Tatekura Clan, followed by representatives from more than a dozen large and small ninja dealers, seal shops, and military pill workshops, each one was filled with indignation, holding a banner that read "Protect the Konoha tradition and resist evil practices" and blocked the main entrance of the Hokage building.
"Give me my job! Give me my life!"
Tatekura Gento stood at the front. He was tall and tall, with a voice as loud as a bell. He was delivering an impassioned speech to the growing number of villagers and ninjas gathered around him.
"Dear fellow villagers! We, Tatekura Clan, have been making ninja tools for Konoha since Master First Hokage founded the village! Every Kunai, every piece of armor, has been stained with the blood of the enemy, and has protected the lives of our companions! This is inheritance and glory!"
"But now! Senju Lord Chen, what kind of 'science' does he want to do! He wants to teach children to play with those fancy things! What is he going to do? He will break the roots of our Konoha!"
His words were extremely provocative and immediately resonated with a group of small family representatives behind him.
"Yes! Without Kunai and Shuriken, is it still called a ninja?"
"That's right! From now on, everyone will use that kind of 'science', so those of us who sell Explosive Tag, won't we all have to drink the northwest wind?"
"Lord Hokage can't let her brother destroy the foundation of our generations!"
In the crowd, the melon-eaters were talking a lot. Some were incited to look worried, some had nothing to do with themselves and were just watching the fun, and there were also some young ninjas with disdain on their faces.
"Tsk, a bunch of old antiques. I've seen Minister Chen's 'Limb Regeneration' before, and they're still unwilling to accept new things."
"That's right, I think Lord Chen is right. One shot will blow the enemy into pieces. Wouldn't it be nice to go home and eat hot pot? Do you have to go up and fight with bayonets?"
The person responsible for maintaining order is Konoha Military Police Force Unit from the Uchiha Clan. They lined up in a human wall with smiles on their faces, isolating the excited petitioners from the surrounding villagers. But if you look closely, you can see the flash of ridicule in their eyes.
Just kidding, the patriarch personally ordered that the future of Uchiha has been firmly bound to Minister Chen. These idiots who cannot see the situation clearly are no different from clowns in their eyes.
Just when the scene was about to get out of control, a clear voice, like a clear spring, instantly overwhelmed all the noise.
"Everyone, thank you for coming so early."
Everyone followed the sound and saw Senju Chen and Tsunade, escorted by a group of Anbu, slowly walking out of the Hokage building.
Tsunade folded his hands on his chest and looked unkind. The aura belonging to Hokage made the shouting people in the front row involuntarily take half a step back.
Senju Chen, on the other hand, still had his signature gentle smile, as if he was not facing menacing demonstrators, but a group of villagers who came to participate in the morning market.
"Senju Lord Chen! You finally came out!" Tatekura Gento became even more excited when he saw the real owner. He pointed at Senju Chen's nose and shouted, "You must give us an explanation today! Are you still going to do that 'science'?"
"Of course we have to do it." Senju Chen's answer was clear and concise, without any sloppiness. "Not only must we do it, but we must do it in a big way."
"You!" Tatekura Gento almost couldn't breathe, and his face turned the color of pig liver.
"Chief Zhencang, please be patient." Senju Chen raised his hand and pressed softly to signal him to calm down, "I understand your concerns. You are afraid that my 'science' will ruin your Tatekura Clan jobs, right?"
"Isn't it?!"
"Of course not." Senju Chen smiled, "Not only will I not destroy your job, I will also give you a golden job. Do you want it?"
Golden rice bowl?
Not only Tatekura Gento, but everyone present was stunned.
What kind of operation is this? Give me a sweet date with a slap in the face?
"Stop talking nonsense here!" Tatekura Gento obviously doesn't like this, "I only believe in the forging skills passed down from my ancestors!"
"Very good." Senju Chen nodded, and the smile on his face became meaningful, "Since the leader of the Zhencang clan is so confident in his craftsmanship, how about we compare here in front of the whole village?"
"Compared? Compared to what?"
"Compared to the blacksmithing technique you are most proud of." Senju Chen looked around the audience, his voice suddenly rising, "You, Tatekura Clan, represent 'tradition'. I, Senju Chen, represent 'science'. Each of us will take out one of our most proud defensive works and accept the attack from Ninjutsu of the same level to see whose one is stronger and more durable!"
He paused and glanced at the equally anxious businessmen behind Tatekura Gento.
"If I lose, I will immediately resign to Lord Hokage, and all plans of 'Science Experimental Class' will be cancelled!"
Wow--!
The whole place was in an uproar!
Everyone was shocked by Senju Chen's shocking bet!