The daily life of the young master of the port Mafia Buddhist system

Before setting off, Zheng Yi had bread and milk in his hands, because he hadn't eaten breakfast.

Falling in the air, it's good to save your life, the bread and milk have already flown.

I don't know if there is a time difference, and I don't know what time it is in this different world... I'm so hungry.

Zhengyi's stomach growled.

Given that Bailansang and Huisang have too many previous convictions, I was wondering if this is some primitive tribe in Japan, and they kept the traditions of the Warring States Period.

He Huisang and the others just made a space jumping device, but in fact they switched to the earth...

"Hello."

Zheng Yi, who was immersed in his own thoughts, suddenly raised his head.

The visitor seemed to be taken aback by Masakazu's violent reaction, a slight surprise flashed across his sky blue eyes, and Namikaze Minato showed a friendly smile.

"Are you hungry?"

When a child pointed it out, Zhengyi's face suddenly turned red, and he hurriedly waved his hand in denial, "No, I didn't."

Minato Namikaze, who was only 11 years old, was already a Chunin, and he was the first ninja to be promoted to Chunin in that class. Minato Namikaze was supposed to be sent to the front line, but Minato was saved by Uno.

No matter how good the ninja school grades are, it's at best a child.Such inexperienced children go to the front line to die.

Lu Ming looked at Unino's persistent figure protecting Minato, nodded, and left Minato behind.

But Lu Ming could see clearly.

Minato is undoubtedly a genius, such a sharpness cannot be hidden, and he also gently reminded Unino: You can protect Minato for a while, but you can't protect Minato for the rest of your life.

How many geniuses died on the battlefield?There are simply too many to count.

If the enemy perceives the young genius on the opposite side during the battle, they will definitely try their best to save the genius' life.

They knew that if this genius grew up, it would be a great detriment to their village and country.

The sand ninja has killed many young ninjas of Konoha, and Konoha also left the life of the opposite puppet master.

If he wanted to protect this genius to the greatest extent, he had to find someone who could take care of him on the battlefield.

But that is a battlefield where swords have no eyes. Many ninjas cannot protect themselves. Who can take care of a budding boy while protecting himself?

Lu Ming thought of the sharp blade on Sha Yin's front—White Fang.

It just so happens that the front line will rotate tomorrow night, and White Fang will temporarily step back for a while.

He can take the lead. As for whether White Fang is willing to accept the water gate, it is not up to him to decide.

Yes.

Lu Ming in the camp looked at He Hui who was fiddling around the camp with a cuboid. Lu Ming, who had never seen a cuboid before, felt a little strange, but he didn't bother to ask.

Rubbing the center of his brows tiredly, Lu Ming spread out a piece of paper, intending to pass the news of Qianshou Keshu's return to the village.

Seeing that Lu Ming started to write a letter, He Hui didn't bother to bother him anymore, his mind was filled with a bunch of game design plans, and as soon as he walked out of the camp, he saw Zheng Yi sitting behind a group of ninjas, and there was another one beside Zheng Yi little blond teenager.

Zhengyi's face flushed slightly, and he kicked back a few steps, but there was a big tree behind him, and there was no way for Zhengyi to retreat.

"What's the matter, Naoki's younger brother Jun." He Hui walked over and looked at the postures of the two, "You see the beautiful boy blushing?"

"No!!"

The gentle Minato couldn't say anything to refute loudly, and it was too rude to yell at the son of the first Daime-sama, but he should express his evaluation of this...beautiful boy, right?

"Thank you." The young boy sincerely thanked him.

"..."

"..."

"Pfft!" After a brief silence, He Hui was the first to laugh. He stretched out a hand from under the cloak and rubbed the boy's head, "You are a bit natural."

"Natural?" Minato didn't quite understand what this word meant when it was applied to humans.

Seeing the young boy's serious rhetorical question, He Hui also thought about it for a long time, and replied: "It means that the way of thinking and behavior deviates from ordinary people."

"Does it mean that I am different from ordinary people?" Minato frowned slightly in distress.

"He Huisang, don't play tricks on him!"

"What kind of play? He was able to say 'thank you' for the sentence just now. Isn't that natural?"

"Uh......"

No, it's understandable to say it's natural, but don't just say that other people's children are different from ordinary people. What if the child feels that he is the special one in the crowd?

"That's the end of the topic." He Hui withdrew his hand, "What are you guys doing here?"

As he said that, He Hui looked at the few ninjas who were sitting in a row not far away, that is, surrounding him and Zhengyi.

But those ninja children immediately scattered when He Hui's eyes fell, as if they saw some tidal beasts.

He Hui turned his head strangely, looking at the young boy who was not afraid of him.

"What happened to them?"

Minato narrowed his eyes, turned his expression serious, and said, "Master Keshu, you are a bit natural."

they are in ninja school

It is to see the first generation as a great man in history, and most of the students regard the first generation as their idol.Suddenly said that they surrounded the idol's son, and Lu Yi used the shadow restraint technique instead...

Now they are ashamed to see you!

Unexpectedly, he can't even understand this kind of thinking. Sure enough, Mr. Keshu is also natural.

Minato exchanged his head secretly, and stamped his judgment again.

Zhengyi who just interrupted:...

He knew why He Huisang said the child was natural.

This Nima is not only natural, but also natural black!

Gollum—

Zhengyi quickly covered his stomach, as if this way the people around would not be able to hear him.

He Hui looked up, looked at the position of the sun through the fine branches and leaves in the dense forest, and came to a conclusion: "Five o'clock in the afternoon."

The time on the phone is no longer useful, they are now living the time of the ninja world.However, if it is changed, it will be about four hours short, and the impact will not be great.

that is......

According to Ke Shu's memory, the meals during the war were really not good.

If you want to start cooking, whether it is the smoke of Mars or the aroma of food, it may bring clues to the ninjas of the enemy country.

But just now when He Hui looked at the map when he was in the camp, his back here was facing Konoha, and the possibility of being outflanked and invaded by enemy ninjas was extremely small.

Otherwise, they wouldn't just send middle and lower ninjas to patrol the rear, but they would have to be led by a junin anyway.

Moreover, the windy country is very windy and sandy, even faintly engulfing the green forests in the Huozhi country, so the wind is also blowing in the direction of the leaves. If you make a fire to cook, it will not make the sand ninja smell fragrant.

Of course, there is a major premise for changing:

There are ingredients to cook for you.

Except for Bingliangwan, the supplies during the war are generally rice-like dry food. In order to preserve it longer, vegetables and meat are all dehydrated, and they are salted or dry-smoked with thick salt.

...Don't think it's the cured meat of the modern beef jerky, the jerky of the Warring States Period... He Hui has already begun to doubt Yakou.

If you want to make a fire to cook, you will be exposed to smoke during the day and fire at night, so most logistics with guarantees will choose to start cooking at dusk.

And now...

It was almost dusk at five o'clock, and there were hundreds of people in the rear. The food and firewood needed for cooking were not a small amount, but they didn't move at all.

He Hui even saw a few ninjas untie the cloth bags around their waists, stuffing a few grains of dry food into their mouths, making a clicking sound.

Hey, there is no habit of lighting a fire and cooking in the rear of this front.

He Hui looked at the sky melancholy.

He Hui, who raised his head, loosened his neck and asked, "What's your name?"

"Namikaze Minato."

"..."

Sound familiar?

Forget it, let’s ask again just in case, “Minato, after you went to the battlefield, did you eat all your food pills?”

"No..." Minato's eyelids raised slightly, which was an unconscious recall action, "When the front line is in rotation, the rear will light a fire to cook medicine for the wounded in front, and at that time will cook some porridge."

Cooked food and hot food are for the frontline ninjas, and the ninjas behind them are not injured, so there is no need to waste rare food.

The latest rotation time is tomorrow night.

At that time, the wounded in the rear who are almost recovered will go to the front line for the new wounded. Medical ninjas are very scarce. In order to save the chakra of medical ninjas, most wounded will be treated with pharmacological treatments as long as they are brought back from the death line. .

The rear was always very busy during the first rotation, and even fresh graduates like them had to help.After the frontline ninja's injuries are almost healed, it would be great to get some guidance.

"Hey, that's it." He Hui lowered his eyes and commented: "Your system is not good enough. What is Sarutobi Hiruzen doing?"

Watergate:"......"

There are some things that Lord Keshu can say, but he cannot.

"Children are Konoha's future. It is the village's dereliction of duty to let children go to the battlefield, and the treatment is so bad..."

According to Keshu's father, Hashirama, his original intention was to build a village to protect the children, but now he has sent children to protect the village. Isn't this completely putting the cart before the horse?

During the conversation, the children who had just dispersed gathered behind a bush, only a pair of curious eyes were revealed between the leaves, and they thought they were cautiously looking at the blond young man in a black cloak.

And when He Hui looked over there again, the bushes made the sound of criss-crossing branches, and they scattered again.

He Hui: ...

Is he so scary?

"Naoki's brother-kun."

When Hehui was about to tell Zhengyi about the miserable life they were about to eat Bingliangwan, the little boy raised his hand and interrupted.

"Excuse me, why did Keju-sama call Masaichi-san 'Naoki's younger brother-kun'?"

"Obviously, he has an older brother named Naoki." Can't you hear that?

Zhengyi: I'm really not, I don't have a brother.

Glancing at Zhengyi's full face full of desire to complain, He Hui continued: "I have a younger brother named Hiroki, and Naoki's younger brother can call me 'Hiroki's big brother'."

Shoichi: Is Tsunayoshi-kun, whom you call 'Hiroki's older brother', Hiroki's second brother?

"Master Keju's younger brother?" Minato was lost in thought.

Then he is also the first generation of adults...

"Hiroki, my younger brother, an 11-year-old super genius."

Huh?

11 years old?

......

As expected of the first generation master!Eighteen years after his death, he had another 18-year-old son!

The author has something to say: Feijian: You are a bit naturally dumb.