I loaded the disaster template for the ninja world!

The deluxe version of ramen, as the name suggests, is very expensive.

Normally, Hitoshiro would never order it... because his meager salary has always prevented him from spending too much.

But now, he has money in his pocket.

The two maps allowed him to gain a large amount of gold coins, which he exchanged for a gold bar.

It has to be said here that as a first-time stand-alone player, the gold coin explosion rate is also quite generous!

Gold is also a hard currency in the ninja world, but it is not easy to get rid of because it will arouse suspicion.

Most people still use paper money or coins.

"It would be great if we could find a black market..." Nijuro thought.

Black markets generally exist in relatively chaotic areas, or in countries that have no control over the domestic forces and cannot be distinguished... They are often found there by rebellious ninjas and vicious criminals, and they are also sensitive words rarely mentioned by other ninjas.

The black market is very wary of official ninjas in each village. Even if they are found, if they want to sneak in, they must make some disguises.

"There should be a black market stronghold in the border area between the Kingdom of Sichuan and the Kingdom of Fire. If you have the chance, go look for it." Nishirō thought to himself.

During the war years, the black market was the cradle of the rich, and those who frequented it were all slaves of money.

Smuggling, mercenary, assassination and other businesses abound.

"Guest, your luxurious seafood ramen!" While thinking, a hot ramen filled with shrimps, clams and other ingredients was brought up by hand.

"I'm gonna start now!"

Nishouro came to his senses, picked up the chopsticks and said something.

Then, the inhalation started like a storm.

As expected of a man who has been studying ramen cuisine for decades, even if he has eaten it many times, every time he comes to dine, it is always delicious.

After a while, after drinking up all the soup in the bowl, Hitoshiro put down a few banknotes, said hello, and turned around and left the shop.

He looked at the shriveled wallet in his hand and sighed.

It’s really hard to have money and not be able to spend it!

boom!

At this time, suddenly a few kids came over chatting and laughing, and they seemed to be here to eat ramen. The girl in the lead was chatting with her companions, and did not notice the person in front of her. She bumped into Jinjuro and took a few steps back. , covered his forehead with his hands, bowed down and apologized politely: "I'm sorry."

"fine."

Renshou Lang's eyes flashed and he smiled slightly.

This group of people were obviously students from the Ninja School.

There are a few familiar faces... Anko Mitarashi, Muta Aburame, Tetsu Hinata, etc.

The one who bumped into him was Mitarashi Anko.

Kakashi and his group can be said to shoulder the future of Konoha... In addition to Gai, Asuma, and Shiranui Genma, there are also many marginal characters. It is precisely because of these people that the future Only the twelve little ones have room to grow.

Afterwards, a group of students passed by Jinjuro and entered the store, chatting familiarly with the owner of Ichiraku.

Listening to the laughter coming from the room behind him, the corners of Renshou Lang's mouth turned up: "You are good at this age..."

"Ok?"

Suddenly, his eyelids twitched.

He looked towards the entrance of an alley. Under the dim light and shadow, stood a man with shawl-length hair and a pale face.

Just the contact of eyes can make people feel cold and cold from the bottom of their hearts unconsciously.

Orochimaru!

People were coming and going on the street, and their figures were intertwined. On the left was Orochimaru, a Sannin with a strange smile on his face. On the right, in front of the ramen shop, stood Nijuro, bathing in the sun.

Nishouro instantly looked away, pretending to just turn his head casually, looking at the nearby scenery, took a breath, and walked away calmly.

"..."

He pretends to be calm on the outside, but actually he is beating a drum on the inside.

In the entire Konoha Village, the person he least wanted to interact with was Orochimaru.

Orochimaru has now turned dark... Among the three ninjas, Jiraiya and Tsunade are not in the village.

Since the end of the Second World War in the Ninja World, a long-lost period of peace has ushered in. No large-scale wars have broken out, and Orochimaru, who has become famous, rarely takes action... Not to mention that he is usually in the village, even Nijuro is serving in the security class. During this period, I often visited several major institutions, but rarely saw each other.

"Isn't he paying attention to me? Is it Anko Mitarashi?"

"I shouldn't have anything to pay attention to... I have no value that he can use, unlike Uchiha or several other family bloodlines..."

"Yes, I should be worrying too much..."

I guess we bumped into him by chance.

Yes, it was accidental.

On the way home, Nijuro began to comfort himself.

However, he still couldn't help but get goosebumps when he thought of Orochimaru's eyes.

For the next day, Nijuro stayed at home, studying several ninjutsu without leaving the door.

By the time he came to his senses, it was already late at night.

He extinguished the candle on the table, stretched, rubbed his sore eyes, and threw himself on the bed.

"Nothing happened... It seems that Uchiha Takuma and Shisui said the same thing. They must have made up the facts and did not dare to tell the truth... Haha, I want to save face." Nishirō buried his face in the pillow and sneered.

Fortunately, Uchiha Takuma's injury was not serious, and there was still a possibility of recovery, but he would need to rest for a long time.

Otherwise, if you are missing arms or legs, you will not be able to hide it even if you want to.

Those two Uchihas who went on a mission together should have noticed some clues.

In short, this matter can be regarded as a temporary break.

……

Jinshoulang studied several illusion techniques at home and stayed there for a week.

Behind closed doors.

When he was hungry, he would make something to eat by himself, and he would prepare daily necessities in advance.

In the yard, the fingers of his hands were constantly interlaced, forming various Indian postures.

Serious expression.

"Kasumi Servant's Technique!" With a soft drink, chakra flowed in the body, and a weak wave centered on him and swept out in all directions.

"Sigh... The effect of a bottle of spiritual water is indeed limited... Although it helped me understand the key points of several techniques within a few days, it was still not smooth when I cast it... and the formation of the magic seal was too slow and obvious. If you are a master, you may not be able to use it yourself, and you will be interrupted by someone close by."

"It's still far from my goal. At least it needs to be simplified and its power remains unchanged."

After feeling the movement of chakra in his body for a while and the mental reaction that just burst out, Nishouro wiped the sweat from his head and murmured.

If others heard what he said, their jaws would probably drop.

Although I haven’t gotten started, at least I can perform it!

Seven illusions are equivalent to learning one in a day!

What kind of monster's cultivation speed is this? !

Of course, in addition to the art of Narakujen and Nirvana Abode, the other illusions are not very difficult. After taking the spiritual water, Nijuro will fall into a wonderful state, like the soul leaving the body, and... A third-person perspective, overlooking everything around you.

If I had to describe it, it was very similar to the strange feeling of my brain trembling... running efficiently.

Under normal circumstances, he only needs to glance at several key points of illusions that he cannot figure out or that are difficult to conquer, and he can master them as if he is enlightened by a moment of rehearsal and brainstorming in his mind.

Especially magical.

Without the help of divine water, even the simplest Xia Servant technique would have taken him at least two or three months to achieve the current results.

If this kind of special props were poured into reality in batches, any force could develop immediate combat power that cannot be underestimated in a short period of time... But there is a hard requirement, that is, the user's foundation must be solid and their strength must reach a certain level. baseline.

Jinjuro's current level, regardless of skills, has reached the chunin level in terms of physical fitness and chakra... He has reached the bottom line of training in these ninjutsu, and his mental attributes are very high, so he can use his spirit The effect of divine water is maximized.

If it were another person, it might not be the same as him.

However, even if it is only half or even less than half of its effect, this kind of prop is still valuable to forces and organizations that want to support an army.

"The second bottle of divine water is used to cultivate several illusion techniques to the basic level, and the third bottle is used to simplify the seals... In this case, it may not be enough to merge the mental power tactics and illusion techniques to create my own original ninjutsu. Now..." Jinjuro frowned. Judging from the current progress, the fusion of ninjutsu will definitely be more difficult...at least four or five bottles of divine water will be needed to prepare the foundation.

"Forget it, let's use the things first. There is no need to rush for success. Anyway, I will still have a chance to clean the map in five days!"

Renjuro smiled in relief, took out the divine water from his backpack and held it in his hand.

I just wanted to take off the cork and drink it in one gulp.

Suddenly, voices came from outside the closed courtyard door.

"Nitsuro...are you there?"

The voice was a little nervous, it was a woman's.