The dark night filled the dense forest, and everything around him became peaceful again. It was as if the fierce battle just now did not exist.
The surrounding light was very weak, and there were three wounded people, so the group of four people walked very slowly.
The forest in summer is filled with all kinds of mosquitoes.
While Naoki drove them away with his hands, he kept looking at Mikoto and Uchiha Tatsu with his eyes.
At this time, Uchiha Tatsu put his hand on Mikoto's shoulder, and slowly walked forward with Mikoto's support.
Uchiha Tatsu was a little unnaturally stared at by Naoki's little eyes.
He said impatiently, "What are you looking at?"
"Look at you."
Uchiha Tatsu calmed down and said, "Didn't I ask you to help me? I am a normal person. I would choose Mikoto between you and Mikoto."
"Tch." Shengshu made a grimace and then let out a strange scream.
"Nasaki, why are you pretending to be cute? You are obviously a big guy who picks his feet. I'm going to fuck you!" Uchiha Tatsu suppressed his discomfort.
He felt like vomiting.
I didn't feel this strong when I just killed someone.
Shengshu didn't answer, he just raised his head to the sky at a forty-five degree angle. Then he ruffled his little brown hair and sighed softly.
"No, you don't understand." Shengshu shook his head.
"A genius who killed Jonin at the age of nine, plus a genius who opened the Sharingan at the age of nine. I suddenly discovered that I don't know when, I have become the shortcomings of this team."
Uchiha Tatsumi was startled. He was about to pat Naoki's shoulder, trying to comfort him.
But Shengshu still lamented sadly, "I blame excellence for blinding my eyes and making me arrogant."
“…….”
Orochimaru, who was wearing a ninja uniform, smiled without saying anything and continued to walk at the front.
After walking for a while, they finally arrived at Windmill Village.
But now the windmill village has become a ruin.
It seems like the place has been razed by the demolition brigade and urban management.
There was black smoke everywhere and scattered burning fires.
Uchiha Tatsu looked around. He didn't think he would come back here again.
A small task can cause so many waves.
But the end result is always good.
How should I put it, at least he will be able to destroy an entire village by one person from now on.
Orochimaru walked to the door of a house that had not been affected by the detonating talisman and stopped.
He stood at the door, looking at the broken village outside, and then remained silent.
The entire sky was dyed crimson by the fire of the detonating talisman, and it looked a bit coquettish surrounded by the dark night.
Mikoto helped Uchiha Tatsu find a clean place to sit down.
The rope tree made a seal, then puffed up its mouth and said, "Water escapes from the water and makes waves."
Washed away by the flood, all the surrounding fires were extinguished.
Shengshu smiled and said, "My water escape skill is quite good. Do you have any idea of the water god?"
Uchiha Tatsumi nodded, "It's indeed good. From now on, if you don't want to be a ninja, you can make a living by becoming a firefighter."
Orochimaru was silent for a moment and said in a hoarse voice, "Your mission is not finished yet."
"No, it's already like this. It's not finished yet?" Shengshu asked doubtfully.
Orochimaru didn't answer Naoki. He sat down casually on the ground.
"What do you think a ninja needs the least?"
This is a very strange question.
A ninja needs too many things, including ninjutsu, chakra, experience, and all kinds of things. A ninja can give a thousand answers.
But what doesn't a ninja need
Orochimaru pointed to the small brown rope tree and asked him to answer.
Naoshu hesitated for a moment, then scratched his head and asked, "Don't you need to be too good?"
“…….”
"Because excellent people, no matter where they are, are like fireflies in the dark, so bright and outstanding."
In a sense, what the rope tree said makes sense. Geniuses are the easiest people to target on the battlefield.
But Orochimaru always felt weird.
It is also a ninja school with six years of compulsory education. Why can the rope tree in the fifth grade be so good while others can only fall behind
Orochimaru resisted the urge to use a detonating charm to kill Naoki, the pretender. Then he looked at Mikoto.
"What about you, Mikoto."
Orochimaru is still very interested in this disciple who opened the Sharingan when he was only nine years old.
Opening the Sharingan at this age is not uncommon in the history of the Uchiha clan, but it can definitely be ranked high.
It's Uchiha Fugaku, the son of the Uchiha clan leader. Even as a teenager, he doesn't have the Sharingan yet.
Mikoto thought about Orochimaru's words carefully, and then said slowly, "Is it feelings?"
"You're partly right. Your scope is too large."
"Ninjas are human beings, not killing tools. No one can help themselves to have feelings."
"With their own subjective feelings, everyone cannot avoid this. You can be angry or sad. As long as it does not affect your own judgment, it doesn't matter." Orochimaru said slowly.
"You are the only one left. Chen, if you answer wrong again, I will unfortunately give you a D rating for this mission."
"Are there any consequences for a D-level rating?"
"You will most likely lose the opportunity to graduate next year and become genin. You will need to stay one level longer."
"After all, this will be related to your mentality when you go to the battlefield in the future. It is also related to your ability to survive on the battlefield. Your mentality determines your destiny. This is what you said."
Uchiha Tatsumi thought carefully, "Since you said Mikoto's answer was too broad, it means it's just a certain emotion. So... is it pity or pity?"
"Yes, it's compassion." Orochimaru nodded.
"A ninja can be angry, hateful, and happy during missions and wars, but you cannot have mercy."
"This mercy goes both ways. You can't have mercy on yourself, and you can't have mercy on your enemies."
Looking at Naoki and Mikoto's doubts, Orochimaru continued, "Just like an enemy fighting against you, of course you can kill each other without hesitation."
"But if there are injured enemies lying on the ground, women and children of unarmed enemies, or if you are asked to massacre civilians in the mission, can you do it?"
"They are crying, pulling on your trousers, begging you to let them go. Can you let go?"
Orochimaru asked in a hoarse voice.
"The compassion of the strong for the weak is natural. But this is the last thing you need as ninjas. This is the last thing I want to give you."
"There is not so much time on the battlefield for you to adapt."
"When you die, there is nothing."
"So, what you are going to do now is very simple."
Orochimaru stood up. He took out three kunai and threw them at the feet of the three of them.
"Inside the house, there are still some robbers who were not killed by the detonating talisman and some of their family members. Now I am tied up in the house."
"Pick up the kunai and kill all of these people. I'll wait for you at the door."
"Of course, it doesn't matter if you can't do it. After all, it's you who are going to the battlefield, not me."
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