"Give me a hundred-thousand one!"
He slammed the table hard, his expression twisted.
Wu Di casually pulled out a scratch-off ticket and pushed it in front of him.
"What you want might be inside. Scratch it quickly!"
Danzo took a deep breath and used a coin to slowly scrape away the coating.
Suddenly, golden light flashed.
His eyes lit up as well.
In the blink of an eye, a pale white bun flew out of the ticket.
Seeing the description, Wu Di nearly burst out laughing.
"This bun is called the Little Bun of Repentance."
"After eating it, you will repent for the bad things you have done."
"It truly is an essential remedy for home and travel, cultivating one's character and nourishing one's nature!"
Danzo suddenly slammed the counter, pointed at Wu Di's nose, and roared, "Are you fucking messing with me?!"
Wu Di shrugged lightly, a contemptuous smile on his face.
"How could you say I'm messing with you? Your luck is bad. Who else can you blame?"
Danzo's face darkened. His soaring blood pressure made his head spin, and his clenched fists cracked.
"Someone, tear down this little shop!"
Without even turning around, he shouted. Immediately, more than a dozen Anbu members rushed inside.
Wu Di looked at him with a smile, showing not the slightest hint of nervousness as he said softly.
"If you want to tear down my little shop, you need a reason, don't you?"
Danzo unconsciously raised an affected finger and pointed at every corner of the shop.
"According to the Konoha Village Merchant Management Regulations, your shop's paperwork is incomplete. I have the authority to demolish it!"
"Oh? Is that so?" Wu Di raised an eyebrow.
He had been in the Naruto world for some time now.
Yet this was the first time he had heard that Konoha had such a bizarre regulation.
Still, as long as he remained in the shop, even if some naïve Ōtsutsuki girl came, he could handle her perfectly.
Not to mention these Anbu trash birds!
"Tear it down!"
Danzo shrieked at the top of his lungs.
Wu Di's expression suddenly changed. He raised both hands, about to give Danzo a good impaling, when Tsunade's imposing voice came from outside.
"I'd like to see who dares!"
With an explosive shout, Tsunade slowly entered the shop.
She glanced sideways at Danzo, whose face had turned a bright pink, and wore a disdainful expression.
"I like this shop very much. Are you still planning to make a move?"
Danzo crooked his mouth in resentment, his eyes flashing with viciousness.
This woman had always been arrogant and overbearing. Relying on the fact that she was the First Hokage's granddaughter, she did whatever she pleased in the village.
He waved his hand. "This shop violates the Konoha Merchant Management Regulations. Are you going to interfere too?"
"The Konoha Merchant Management Regulations?" Tsunade frowned. "Why have I never heard of such a bizarre regulation?"
As she spoke, her gaze lowered. Seeing the bun in Danzo's hand, she snorted coldly.
"If you're hungry, eat first. You don't need to concern yourself with this matter."
Then, with incredible speed, she snatched the bun from Danzo's hand and stuffed it straight into his mouth.
Danzo's eyes widened, and his expression underwent a drastic change.
Tears of regret flowed from those aged eyes.
Then, he slowly knelt on the ground, clutched his chest with both hands, and wailed miserably.
"I am a sinner of the Shimura clan!"
"In order to practice the Sunflower Manual, I severed my own bloodline without considering the continuation of my clan at all."
"I am also a sinner of Konoha!"
"For my own selfish desires, I casually made up a reason to flatten this scratch-off ticket shop, without considering everyone's feelings at all."
Seeing him weep bitterly, the Anbu ninja who had come with him covered their eyes in shame.
They knew exactly what Danzo was like.
If they dared remember what happened today, once he recovered, he would definitely not let them see the sun rise tomorrow.
Danzo crawled over, grabbed Tsunade's thigh, and shook it hard.
"Tsunade, please reward me with my favorite big slaps! I'm too ashamed to face the people of Konoha again!"
"After you finish hitting me, I'll tell you some things that will make you even angrier!"
Tsunade was a little confused.
Everyone in the village knew about her Great Strength. What screw had come loose in Danzo's head for him to ask her to slap him?
Still, it was rare to come across such a satisfying request.
She swung her arm in a full arc.
Slap!
With a crisp sound, Danzo flew through the air and passed out on the stove of Ichiraku Ramen.
Seeing this, the Anbu ninja hurried over, quickly hoisted Danzo up, and took advantage of the chaos to leave.
After that group left, the scratch-off ticket shop became lively again.
Tsunade turned around, her upper body swaying as she laughed so hard that she trembled like a flower in the wind.
"I helped you solve a major problem today. How are you going to thank me?"
Wu Di scratched his head.
He really wanted to tell Tsunade the truth: even without her, Danzo and those little pests could not have done anything to him.
But considering that Tsunade was a high-quality major customer, he said against his conscience.
"Then I'll give you a scratch-off ticket!"
Afterward, he painfully took out a scratch-off ticket worth one hundred ryo from behind him.
"Cheap," Tsunade muttered under her breath. Then she waved her hand. "Forget it. I'm not interested in a hundred-ryo scratch-off ticket. Give me three ten-thousand-ryo ones."
Wu Di pulled out three scratch-off tickets and craned his neck to look behind Tsunade.
"Lord Tsunade, didn't you bring Shizune today?"
"No. There are still matters to deal with at the Chunin Exam. Let's see whether I can scratch out something myself!"
Tsunade said, her eyes shining.
Then she picked up a coin and began scraping fiercely.
As expected, after all three scratch-off tickets had been completely scratched, not even the slightest golden light appeared.
Tsunade sighed, as if she had long known the outcome.
"Forget it. Since I didn't win anything, I'm leaving. I'll come again in a few days."
Wu Di smiled and rubbed his hands together.
"Sure! Take care, Lord Tsunade."
Just as Tsunade left the shop, a ninja in earthy yellow clothes wearing a Grass ninja forehead protector entered right after her.
Seeing this man's face, Wu Di found it extremely familiar.
There was no need to think about it. Beneath that unremarkable exterior was definitely a soul utterly obsessed with scientific research.
"Give me a scratch-off ticket too!"
He spoke slowly.
Wu Di explained the prices and also told him the rule that the more expensive the scratch-off ticket, the better the items it could produce.
He knew that Orochimaru was considered one of the wealthier people in the Naruto world.
Otherwise, he would not have been able to sustain his research expenses over the years.
Orochimaru pointed at Tsunade, who was walking away behind him, and asked.
"How much did she buy just now?"
Wu Di chuckled. "You mean Lord Tsunade? She bought tickets that cost ten thousand ryo each."
"Then give me a ten-thousand-ryo one too!" Orochimaru took out a ten-thousand-ryo silver note from his robes.
Then, he picked up a coin and gently scraped at the coating.
He had barely scratched halfway when golden light suddenly flashed.
A trace of astonishment shone in Orochimaru's eyes.
Before long, a melon-shaped grenade floated out of the ticket.
Seeing the grenade's description, Wu Di's stomach churned violently. He did not dare imagine that bizarre scene.
"The item you scratched out is called the Herring Can Grenade! It is a psychological weapon of destruction!"
[Author's Note]: Those who have read this far probably have a general understanding of Kemeng's style by now. There will be even more hilarious chapters ahead, so please stay tuned...
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