CH 136

The next morning, before 6:30 in the morning, Kanpū had already woke up.

He has to go to Hokage Tower to collect the mission at seven o’clock, so Kanpū forced himself to sleep at 11 o’clock last night after refining Chakra, otherwise. he would definitely not be able to get up in the morning.

Kanpū turned his head and looked at Hayate who was still sleeping under the quilt. Kanpū didn’t know what he was dreaming about, but the corners of his mouth were drooling. From time to time, he smacks his mouth, showing a wretched smile, especially when he smiles, he can also make a voice: Hehehe.

Plan a year in spring and plan a day in the morning! (T/N: The meaning of this is good beginning is the half of the success, or early bird catches the worm.)

Today is the second day of the spring, and it is the most important time of the year, but Hayate is slumbering and wasting his time, making Kanpū contemptuous of him!

After leaving the bedroom, Kanpū took five minutes to wash up, and then went to the kitchen to find food. Unfortunately, after the winter vacation started, the two brothers didn’t have to get up early to go to the Academy, and naturally, Keiko didn’t need to prepare onigiri and sushi in advance.

Kanpū had no choice but to do it himself and made himself a large bowl of wide noodles.

After he finished eating, Kanpū saw that it was getting late, so he put on his forehead protector and went out.



In front of the Hokage Tower, there were endless streams of Shinobi and people coming and going, those who received missions, and those who handed over missions. Although the number of missions commissioned decreased due to the war, however, because Konoha sent a large number of Shinobi to garrison outside, the remaining Shinobi in the village became busier instead.

Shikuro is standing in front of Hokage Tower, greets the passing Shinobi from time to time. Although he rarely spoke, he seems to have a lot of friends.

It didn’t take long before Shisui, Yui and Kanpū arrived.

“Come in with me.”

Shikuro turned around and walked into the Hokage Tower.

Kanpū is at the end, looking at Shikuro’s back, while thinking of the conversation with the two old men last night.

‘As Aburame Clan’s most talented Shinobi, Sandaime must value him very much. In any case, it is impossible for him to just sit back and watch him be snatched by the Root!’

‘From this perspective, it is unlikely for him to be two five boy, but just in case, I still have to remain vigilant in the future.’

Soon, the group of four people came to the mission center.

Mission center is located on the first floor, and it is a quite spacious lobby. Kanpū saw dozens of Shinobi with forehead protector at a glance, and many of them were wearing green flak jackets.

‘Shinobi clothes?’

Kanpū immediately began to give everyone benefits: “Shikuro-sensei, how about our Shinobi clothes?”

Shikuro said without turning back: “Generally, only Chunin or above and above are required to wear Shinobi clothes, but it’s actually not mandatory, so you don’t need to care about this.”

“So that’s how it is.” Kanpū thought about it too, ‘Many of Konoha’s Chunin and Jōnin didn’t have the habit of wearing the flak jackets, such as Aburame Clan.

After that, Shikuro led them to line up, and it was their turn in about ten minutes.

The person who issued the mission was an old man in his fifties with a Mediterranean Sea hairstyle. He was sitting behind his desk and asked with a loud voice: “What rank’s commission do you plan to accept?”

“D-Rank Mission.”

Shikuro said and asked, “How many D-Rank Missions are there in the village now?”

“Let me see.”

The old Mediterranean Sea man took a pamphlet next to him, turned a few pages, and replied, “There are 476, 89 of which are in the status of receiving. Would you like to take a look first?”

With that said, the old man turned the booklet 180 degrees and handed it to Shikuro.

Shikuro didn’t even look at it, and pointed directly to one of them: “We’ll take this one.”

The old man retrieved the booklet, then started to register, and asked the person below to fetch the mission scroll and gave it to Shikuro.

After getting the mission scroll, Shikuro left the Hokage Tower with Kanpū’s group of three, and then threw the mission scroll to his niece, and said: “Take a look.”

Yui took it and opened it, and then, her delicate and pretty brows suddenly wrinkled.

“Yui, what mission is it?” Kanpū leaned his head to look at it, and his face darkened after a while.

It turned out that the client of this mission was a widowed elderly man. Because he was too old to grow the fields, he entrusted Shinobi to help farm the fields. As for the commission, it was 10% of the harvest!

That is to say, after Kanpū’s group of three planted the grain, they need to wait for five or six months for the grain to mature before they can get 10% of the harvest as the commission!

‘This f*cker!’

Kanpū’s cursed in his heard: ‘This old man is too shameless!’

Shisui looked depressed when he saw this.

“Shikuro-sensei, did you do this deliberately?” Kanpū looked towards Shikuro, but unfortunately, this guy pulled up the high collar of the trench coat today, covering his mouth and nose, and then, with a pair of big sunglasses and a forehead protector on his forehead, most of his entire face is hidden!

“What deliberately?”

Shikuro was a little puzzled, then took the scroll in Yui’s hand and glanced at it. After a while, he coughed dryly, and said, “Although it takes about half a year to get paid, but since the mission has been accepted, it is necessary to finish it, let’s go.”

The three had no choice but to follow Shikuro to the old man’s house recorded in the scroll.

The widowed old man is more than eighty years old this year, he’s living alone, and he’s also old and weak, so it is impossible for him to farm, and he can only rely on the village’s relief funds to barely sustain his life like this.

Seeing that Shikuro appeared with three kids, the old man was overjoyed, and he led them to work in the fields not saying anything further.

The old man’s field is at the south of his house, several hundred meters away, and is about the size of a basketball court.

“Shinobi-sama, this is the field.”

The old man smiled and said, “Thank you, please reclaim this field first, and then plant the food after the reclamation is complete.”

Kanpū walked down the field and stepped on it. Although the temperature gradually warmed after the beginning of spring, the land in the field was still very hard. Reclaiming at this time is a thankless task.

“This is too hard.”

Kanpū looked helpless.

He thought that after graduation, he would be able to collect corpses and become an elite, be promoted to become the Clan Head, marry his Ms. Perfect and embark on the peak of life. But he didn’t expect he would start farming before he could do any of that, which made Kanpū’s eyes filled with tears!

“It is better to use Fire Release to heat the frozen soil first, so that it is more convenient to reclaim it.”

Shisui suggested from the side.

Kanpū’s eyes lit up, ‘That is a good idea, otherwise, it would be too difficult to reclaim this field with a hoe!’

Kanpū and Shikuro then asked Shikuro and the lonely old man, and confirmed that burning the soil would not damage the fertility of the field, but during the period, water should be brought in all the time, and they can’t shot the Great Fireball Technique directly on the field, otherwise, this field would be cooked!

After instructing the two, Shikuro accompanied the widowed and lonely old man back home, and left the rest to the Kanpū’s group of three.

There are living water in the fields nearby, so they don’t have to worry about this. What the two of them has to do is to warm the frozen soil of this field with fire.

Kanpū stood at one end of the field, Shisui stood at the other end of the field, and the two formed hand seals and displayed the Great Fireball Technique.

Bang bang!

The two each spewed a one-meter-diameter Fireball, which collided in the middle of the field. In an instant, the hot flames swept along the fields in all directions like a wave. Some of the weeds and dead leaves in the field were instantly burning.

It’s just that this temperature is obviously not enough to warm up the frozen soil in the field.

A thought suddenly flashed through Kanpū’s mind, and he hurriedly ran over to discuss with Shisui whether to use Earth Release.

“You know Earth Release?” Shisui looked surprised.

Kanpū coughed dryly, feeling a little embarrassed, as speaking of this was a little embarrassing. After all, the eyes of the two old men, Kanpū’s Earth Release was ‘taught’ by Shisui.

“Actually, we have some Ninjutsu Scrolls in our house. After I read it, I wrote it down, and then I practiced them blindly. After practicing again and again, I was able to use it.” Kanpū said modestly in a low voice.

Shisuitsu nodded and said with a sincere praising expression: “Kanpū, in fact, since you used Body Flick Technique, I knew that your talent in Ninjutsu is very good!”

“Aren’t you also good at Body Flicker Technique?” Kanpū said subconsciously, and immediately realized, and then looked at Shisui with contempt.

Shisui chuckled and said: “I am the best genius of the Uchiha Clan after all.”

The two went on to talk about business, and finally rejected using Earth Release.

Because Kanpū’s Earth Style Wall uses Chakra to condense soil into stone, a Ninjutsu which is used for defense, it will condense the frozen soil into stone. If they use that, how can this soil be farmed?

Without any choice, the two could only slowly bake the frozen soil with Fire Release Ninjutsu, and irrigate them with water from time to time.

After a long time, Shisui’s Chakra is almost completely exhausted, so he has to sit down and refine Chakra.

Kanpū also pretended to show the expression that his body was hollowed out, and then sat back-to-back with Shisui.

“Although I am tired, I seem to have a deeper understanding of the Great Fireball Technique after using Great Fireball Technique continuously.” Shisui’s eyes glowed and said, “No wonder Shikuro-sensei chose this mission!”

Kanpū’s lips twitched when he heard this: ‘I prefer to believe that Shikuro-sensei is a blind cat that meet a dead mouse.’

The two chatted for a while, but suddenly, they felt that something was wrong. They turned their heads and looked at each other: ‘Isn’t it… something is missing?’