He watched as the three students, now off guard, bowed.
With a faint smile, Senju Tsukika walked to the grill, discarding the cooked food and replacing it with fresh pieces, saying softly, "I'm very satisfied with your observation skills and responses!"
"But it's not good to trust dogs too much. Scent isn't something that's hard to hide or change. You should use at least two different methods to make a judgment."
"The three of you have strong investigative abilities at this stage, and your methods are all different, so making judgments from multiple perspectives shouldn't be difficult for you!"
Hearing the teacher's instructions, the three of them understood why this had happened.
When they arrived, the group had indeed placed too much trust in the Ninja Dog ' judgment.
I must remember to correct this in the future.
Given Uka's status, no amount of caution is excessive!
Those who are on our side will definitely understand; those who can't understand are definitely not on our side.
Since they're not one of our own, shouldn't we be even more cautious?
Nodding, the three of them kept their teacher's instructions in mind and quickly stepped forward to help.
However, before they could offer their help.
The Ninja Dog and Mole were assigned guard duties by their respective owners.
I saw the teacher throw away and destroy all the grilled meat.
The three of them didn't know what the teacher had added to the grilled meat!
But one thing is for sure: eating these things will definitely not end well!
Otherwise, what if the teacher goes crazy and wants to destroy and redo it?
Seeing that they had all started to help, Senju Tsukika walked to the side and used her Kunai the bear carcass.
After handing it to a fellow student, she softly instructed, " Uka, you have good Swordsmanship, so go and cut all of these!"
"I need them all, about a millimeter thick. If they're too thick or too thin, I'll have to practice more back in the village!"
Upon hearing this, Uka Senju's lips twitched slightly.
Thankfully, the teacher said "thickness," not "fatness."
Otherwise, I would really have to ask the other party if they wanted to uproot a willow tree!
He took the meat amidst the light laughter of his companions.
He used Wood Release Chakra to create a flat wooden table.
The teacher gave us a little impromptu test!
Watching the students busily going about their business, Senju Tsukika walked to a Taiseki and sat down, quietly explaining the details of the morning's events.
She provided a detailed explanation of the route selection, the several changes along the way, the speed adjustments, the rest stops, the confirmation of rest times, and so on.
Amidst the series of 'thump thump thump' sounds of the knife hitting the wooden table, Uka Senju also pricked up her ears to listen to the teacher's explanation.
Aside from 'dining', which is a choice made based on one's own ability,...
The remaining points are things he needs to pay attention to and apply in his future career!
As he spoke, he kept reflecting on the key points of experience contained in his teacher's words.
The teacher's behavior this morning has already demonstrated that his Wood Release graduation method is completely different from everyone else's.
It seems like I can't enjoy any of the things that are gradually cultivated through the storyline.
The teacher's attitude was more like that of a referee or spectator, rather than the kind of mentoring or instruction that other Jonin leaders Jonin.
So from the moment I realized this...
He kept recalling the knowledge he had acquired over the years.
I compared it with the actual situation and the teacher's explanation, one by one.
A dozen minutes later, several people took action together.
The aroma of roasted meat once again filled the forest.
The mental and physical exhaustion from a morning of travel was completely eliminated by this delicious meal.
On the other side.
The Land of Grass.
That night, in the largest building in the heart of Kusagakure.
After changing out of his Combat Uniform and into a black robe, Shimura Danzō sat behind a large desk.
He held a supplies registration form in each hand and carefully examined it with his one eye.
The data on the left, compiled by Root core personnel at the root, contains one-third more information in all aspects.
The document on the right was compiled and tallied by the Sarutobi, Utatane, and Mitokado clans; it is a record of the current supplies in the warehouse.
Looking at the items deducted from the comparison table, he smiled and nodded.
Don't underestimate the small size of Kusagakure; it has accumulated a wealth of experience over the past few decades!
One-third of this village would be enough to support the operation of his clandestine base.
With this money, plus the funding from Sarutobi and others.
Only then will the Root truly grow strong.
The name of the department reminded him of the origin of the name.
Konoha is growing very rapidly these days.
The Root need to be covered as well!
Otherwise, if the energy absorbed is insufficient, the Daiki under the sun will become sick.
Just like the Senju sect today.
If my Root were strong enough, how could I have ended up in this situation?
Thinking of this, his empty eyes, wrapped in bandages, began to ache faintly.
Beside him, he saw the leader put down the File in his hand.
The middle-aged man wearing a white mask with blue patterns resembling a cat's face hurriedly asked, "Sir, the Sarutobi clan Ninja went out to hunt them down have all returned after four days."
After speaking, he lowered his masked head and quietly awaited the master's instructions.
Upon hearing his subordinate's account, Shimura Danzō instantly knew what he wanted to ask.
He carefully put away the File in his left hand, frowned slightly, and asked, "How's the pursuit going?"
He spearheaded this campaign to destroy the country.
Therefore, his plan for those with vested interests in the Grass Ninja was to eliminate them completely.
He didn't want a group of people to make a fuss a few years later, exposing the Root's actions to the public!
As Danzo's clan and a trusted confidant, the middle-aged man wearing a white mask with blue patterns and a cat's face, who knew the entire incident, bowed and replied, "My lord, it's all done. The people on the list have been captured."
"Let's deal with it all!"
"Yes!"
After nodding slightly in response, Shimura Danzō thought for a moment and asked, "Have the supplies been delivered?"
"Sir, the extra items have been delivered to Base Two. Half of the escort personnel stayed behind to guard them, while the other half returned this morning!" the middle-aged man said with a slight bow.
He had already submitted a copy of this intelligence report.
Danzo has been extremely busy lately, clearly did not check it.
However, even so.
When asked by adults, he still answered honestly.
This is a member of the clan, the clan leader, but more importantly, the controller of the Cursed Seal.
After something was imprinted on the tongue.
He kept reminding himself to discard all unnecessary emotions.
Otherwise, you'll only end up harming yourself and others.
Judging from the current situation, such advice is very effective.
In just four years, he Chunin Shimura to Danzo.
He has now mastered all the Ninjutsu that were previously only taught to the clan's high-ranking members.
He even contracted a Baku, the Shimura Clan's heirloom summoning beast.
Aside from a bit of natural talent, he gained these skills largely from the advice he gave himself in his early years.