As the first rays of morning sunlight appear on the tiled roof of the house.
Hinata had already packed her backpack.
They've been completely exhausted these past two days.
Teacher Kurenai Yuhi, along with Kiba, Shino, and herself, traveled back and forth between several nearby mountain villages.
Not only was he responsible for distributing the land, but he was also responsible for distributing most of Kira's unaccompanied property to the poor.
Of course, the cash, being a significant portion of the spoils, would naturally be handed over to the Hokage.
Besides these tasks, the most important thing is to teach these ordinary people how to extract Chakra.
Hinata finally understood why her teachers always called her classmates idiots when she was in school.
She was a little embarrassed to say anything to the villagers, but Ya didn't care.
They've started calling ordinary people idiots.
As Teacher Kurenai said, not everyone can refine Chakra, and not everyone is suited to be a ninja.
Normally, it would take an ordinary person at least a week to learn how to refine Chakra, and sometimes more than a month.
Of course, if there are differences in comprehension abilities between adults and ninja students, the time should be shortened accordingly.
But it definitely won't be much faster.
Therefore, during these four days, only Hei Dalang learned how to extract Chakra.
When he successfully extracted a Chakra, he lay on the ground and cried loudly.
Chu Tian hadn't quite understood why Shinsei insisted on teaching these ordinary people Chakra.
At that moment, she suddenly understood.
Hinata, are you ready? Let's go.
Hinata heard her teacher, Kurenai Yuhi's voice coming from outside the door. Hinata slung her backpack over her shoulder.
All packed up, teacher.
While inside the village, Hinata didn't have the habit of casually activating her Byakugan. So, when the three of them reached the village entrance, they were taken aback by the scene there.
The area under the large banyan tree at the village entrance was packed with people.
People from not only the Dago Village, but also from several nearby villages came, crowding the dirt road at the village entrance.
Hei Dalang saw Hong and his group come out, and then strode forward.
He was carrying two cloth bundles, one large and one small. He walked up to Hong and shoved the bundles into her hands.
"Lord Hong, if you're leaving, we don't have much of a good stuff. This big one is dry rations collected from various families for the journey. This small one..."
Hei Dalang unfolded what he was holding; inside was a white cloth.
It was covered with dense text.
At first glance, Xi Shuihong saw that it was a huge thank-you letter, with handprints of varying sizes covering the white cloth.
At first glance, there were over a hundred.
"Lord Red, we are very grateful to all the officials for saving the villagers. We have nothing to offer."
This is a letter everyone wrote to the Lord Hokage. Please make sure you deliver it to Lord Hokage.
Our Dago Village will be loyal to the Lord Hokage for generations to come, and will never betray him!
Kurenai Yuhi stared blankly at the huge letter in Hei Dalang's hand for a moment.
Shinsei doesn't care whether these people are loyal to him or not.
But given his personality, it seems likely he'll have some reservations about this huge thank-you letter.
After thinking for a moment, he put away the huge letter of thanks before solemnly addressing the villagers.
"We have received your kindness. I will deliver this letter of thanks to the Lord Hokage."
You can take the things back.
Hei Dalang hesitated for a moment, then shook his head. "Lord Hong, this can't be returned. The villagers have been collecting it all morning; I can't explain it back."
Hong glanced at the white cloth covered with handprints in her hand and didn't refuse anymore. She carefully folded the thank-you letter, put it in the inner pocket of her backpack, and then nodded to Hei Dalang.
"Let's go back."
Hei Dalang responded and stepped back to the side of the road.
The villagers remained standing under the banyan tree, no one leaving first, watching the ninjas until they disappeared before slowly departing.
Kiba walked in front, his backpack bulging, while Akamaru followed beside him, wagging his tail.
Shino walked in the middle, carrying the bag of rice, her pace a little slower than usual.
Hinata walked at the back, glancing back as she exited the village.
The sunlight was shining on the dilapidated thatched roofs, giving them a pale golden hue.
Something that can save other people's lives feels pretty good.
Hinata turned around and quickened her pace.
The group remained mostly silent throughout the journey. Ya initially complained about the heavy backpack and how the sweet potatoes had ruined their rations, but a glance from Hong silenced him.
After being delayed here for several days, everyone is now eager to return to Konoha as soon as possible.
Hinata couldn't help but think how wonderful it would be if she could also Flying Thunder God Technique.
But this thought only flashed through his mind. Even a genius like Shinsei needed to find another way to learn the Flying Thunder God.
Someone with talent like mine shouldn't even dream of it.
However, according to Shinsei, the evolutionary path of the Byakugan is the Tenseigan.
It is said that possessing the Tenseigan grants one the power of flight.
While it may not be as good as the Flying Thunder God, it's still a decent choice.
Sunlight filtered through the gaps in the tree canopy, dappling the ground covered with pine needles.
Akamaru suddenly pricked up his ears and barked twice in front of him.
Hong stopped and raised her right hand to signal the group to disperse.
Shino's Kikaichū silently emerged from his sleeve and swirled around his fingertips.
Kurenai Yuhi frowned and spoke coldly into the dense forest ahead.
"Who is it? We are Konoha ninjas. Please come out immediately and don't cause any unnecessary conflict."
A white figure emerged from the depths of the cedar forest.