Wu Di took one look and recognized his true identity.
Uncle Snake again.
Sure enough, a Tracking Bomb had not been enough to kill him. He had successfully survived once more!
Wu Di smiled to himself. I'll use you to test the skill that changes the winning rate!
"Boss, give me a ten-thousand Scratch-off ticket," Uncle Snake said softly.
Wu Di nodded lightly. As he picked up a ticket, he silently recited, Lower the winning probability by ten percent!
The ticket trembled slightly, as if it had received his message.
Uncle Snake eagerly took it and began scratching with great anticipation.
The first two times, the things he had scratched out had both been extremely useful. Who knew what fresh new item he might get this time?
When the coin reached the halfway point, he frowned slightly.
On the previous Scratch-off tickets, golden light should have burst forth by this point. Why was there no reaction from this ticket at all?
He looked up and asked, "Boss, this is...?"
Wu Di glanced at it and answered calmly, "Oh, that means you didn't win anything!"
A flicker of disappointment crossed Uncle Snake's eyes.
"Scratch-off tickets are gambling to begin with. You should learn more from Lord Tsunade!" Wu Di added from the side.
Uncle Snake shook his head in disagreement and turned to leave, silently thinking to himself.
Learn from her? Wouldn't my tiny research budget all be gambled away!
Her grand title as the Fat Sheep of casinos isn't famous only in Konoha.
Among the neighboring countries, what even slightly well-known casino doesn't recognize Tsunade's face!
Uncle Snake left dejectedly, while the genin behind him headed toward the examination grounds with him.
This examination venue was far more spacious than the one for the third round.
Towering walls surrounded it, and atop those walls sat not only the higher-ups from each village, but also spectators who had come for the spectacle.
The Kazekage disguised by Uncle Snake and Hiruzen Sarutobi took their seats one after another amid cheers.
Not far behind them were the Anbu leaders and elite Jonin from the various ninja villages.
When the Anbu leaders of the other villages entered, the audience barely reacted.
But when Danzo entered, everyone began discussing him in astonishment.
"Konoha even takes in people like that?"
"Yeah, yeah! I always thought Konoha's people were all normal. Who would've thought there were abnormal ones among their higher-ups too!"
Danzo treated the outside comments as mere wind by his ears and ignored them completely.
He still held up an orchid hand gesture as he took delicate little steps.
Once everyone had taken their seats, the atmosphere in the arena suddenly turned solemn.
The Chunin Exam was about to begin!
Invincible Scratch-off.
Wu Di propped up his chin and sighed softly.
As his shop upgraded, the range of his invincibility had now increased tenfold.
He had originally wanted to go see what the Chunin Exam looked like in person.
But at this exact moment, a group of Sand Ninja arrived.
The moment they entered, Wu Di recognized them as the pitiful fools Uncle Snake had successfully talked into coming!
Why weren't they staying put over there? Why had they come into the village?
"I heard your Scratch-off shop can scratch out some good stuff. Let's give it a try!"
The masked ninja leading them spoke softly.
Wu Di casually drew out several Scratch-off tickets and silently recited, Lower all of their winning probabilities by ten percent.
The tickets gave a faint tremble.
Very soon, the first person finished scratching. There was nothing in his ticket, and he asked in disappointment.
"Boss, you're not deliberately cheating us because we're from another village, are you?"
Wu Di chuckled. "I conduct business entirely on conscience. You can ask the neighbors on the street about that."
Soon, golden light flashed from one of their tickets, and a mysterious scroll floated out.
Seeing his companion win, the person who had not won fell silent.
He was probably complaining about his bad luck right now.
The dozen or so of them scratched for quite some time, but in the end, only three or four of them won anything.
And compared to the prizes Naruto and the others had won, their prizes were practically useless.
Wu Di muttered inwardly, If I send them away, there probably won't be anyone else coming to scratch tickets, right?
With that thought, he directly told them to leave.
Watching them depart, Wu Di gradually grew excited. "I can finally go see the grand scene of the matches in person!"
But just as he took a step, he saw Jiraiya hobbling over again on crutches.
"Boss, I want a ten-thousand Scratch-off ticket!"
His voice was somewhat weak, but his eyes showed no trace of listlessness.
Wu Di let out a long breath.
It looked like watching the Chunin Exam in person was probably out of the question!
He handed Jiraiya a Scratch-off ticket and watched him sit down before the counter, panting heavily as he scratched little by little. Resentment kept rising in Wu Di's heart.
Not long afterward, golden light suddenly blazed.
Something resembling a smartphone floated out.
Wu Di took one look and immediately found it hilarious.
The frustration from earlier vanished completely.
"This thing is called the Plot Editor!"
"The Plot Editor?" Jiraiya looked somewhat puzzled.
Wu Di deliberately lowered his voice.
"I know you're a bestselling author, right?"
Jiraiya blushed furiously.
The kind of books he wrote were something practically every adult in Konoha knew about!
Those kinds of books did not need many protagonists. Two or three were enough...
Somewhat embarrassed, he whispered, "Yeah, yeah, but... ordinary plots probably aren't very suitable for me!"
Wu Di waved a hand. "Then you're seriously underestimating the Plot Editor!"
"No matter the setting, as long as you dare to imagine it, the Plot Editor will automatically generate it!"
Jiraiya was shocked. "Really? Any plot is possible?"
Wu Di said confidently, "Of course! If you don't believe me, try it!"
"Alright!"
Jiraiya narrowed his eyes and immediately sank into thought.
Less than ten seconds later.
Springtime moans began to sound from the Plot Editor.
Wu Di stood on tiptoe and took a slight peek.
Sure enough, it was exactly as he had imagined. After getting the Plot Editor, the first plot Jiraiya thought of had to be this kind of low-budget production!
Wu Di rubbed his nose and softly reminded him.
"Let me give you some advice: try not to watch so many movies that can be finished with just three or two people. It's bad for your health!"
Jiraiya nodded seriously. "I know. I'm just checking whether it works!"
That was what he said, but his eyes were far more honest. From beginning to end, they never left the Plot Editor.
Before long, two red streams shot from his nostrils.
He failed to keep his balance and toppled backward.
Even as he lay on the ground, the corners of his mouth were still split in a grin!
"Hey, if you're going to die, don't die in my shop!"
At the competition grounds, all the contestants were already prepared.
The first match was Temari versus Shikamaru.
Even after stepping onto the field, Shikamaru kept yawning.
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