Konoha: Who says that hunters can't play in the ninja world?

Chapter 369 Hunt 4

There is no diplomatic relationship that Kibataro, the all-purpose translator, cannot handle. This fat vole brother soon became Kibataro's bag carrier, and the various nuts and foods shared by Kibataro quickly captured the heart of this foodie vole brother.

However, there is a problem that stands in front of Fengjian, the distribution of field mice. Fengjian himself does not want or need them. He already has enough summoned beasts. Unless they can complement each other or have special skills, they are of little use. The other rookies want to make a contract, but the field mouse brother is not willing to do so. He has no good feelings towards the white-eyed rookies who tracked him all the way and set fire to him. Even after getting to know him, he often plays tricks on the rookies. The first thing the rookies do after waking up every morning is to check their clothes or packages to see if there is any rat feces or rat urine. They are all obsessed with the tricks. Unfortunately, they have not been caught. The field mice refuse to admit it. With Kibatarō around, the rookies dare not go too far.

Waiting for the vole in front of him: "What are your abilities? I can find a satisfactory owner for you, otherwise, you can only choose one from this group of people." Helpless, Fengjian chose to get straight to the point.

"Does digging a hole count?" The field mouse held his head, his eyes rolling around.

"Calculate."

"My teeth are so sharp that I can even bite through rocks. Does that count?"

"It counts."

“I’m very fast.”

"also."

"My fur is nice and smooth."

"Yes, no, no, this one doesn't count, unless you want to contribute your fur, I'll buy it for a hundred taels." Fengjian interrupted with a smile. Although he was not big in size, he had a lot of chakra in his body, which was no less than that of a Genin. He could be considered a bully among mice. Didn't you see that all the mice around him were driven away by him? In the cave where he lived, even the bones of wild wolves were found. This guy was definitely a tough guy.

"Uh~, it seems to be gone." The vole shook his head.

"Then you have no choice. As a spiritual beast, your talents are too ordinary. You are not worth training. At most, you can only be used as a reconnaissance spiritual beast. I think you should choose one from this group of people. When you meet a better one, I will replace you."

"No, no, I'm very good."

"Powerful? I can't tell. No matter how powerful a mouse is, how powerful can it be?" The sarcasm on Fengjian's face was undisguised.

"Actually, I have one more trick." The field mouse finally revealed his secret weapon.

"I can control the rats. There are no rats around here because I didn't allow any rats to be around. They are too greedy and eat everything. They ruin my appetite and steal my food..." After complaining about its own kind, the field mouse waited for Fengjian's reply with his shifty eyes.

"Show me." Controlling rats? Is that what he understood? This thing is extremely valuable. Think about the insect plague caused by the insect-attracting technique during the assessment. How many jonin had to clean it up. If this cunning guy in front of him is trained well, can he also cause a rat plague?

"Hiss" Feng Jian was shocked by his own terrible idea. This world is already poor and backward, and it is better not to have a rat plague. But the idea can be used as a reference.

"No problem, watch me." He straightened his chest and head, and stood up. He was taller than Kibatarō. He raised his front limbs between his fingers, opened his mouth wide, and covered his whole body with visible chakra. He made an inexplicable "squeak" from his mouth, as if his whole body was exerting force. After about a minute, the rookies cried out. Many mice of different sizes came out from nowhere, and they were all heading towards the voles. The strangest thing was that these mice didn't seem to be afraid of people. Even if the rookies kicked them away, they just turned around and moved straight to the location of the voles without stopping. The other mice ignored them.

"Hoo, hoo, hoo." The field mouse held up his hands to the sky for a minute, and was also panting from exhaustion. "That's all. There are only so many mice around here."

"Did you see the trajectory of its chakra?" Fengjian did not respond to Vole's words, but turned to look at the rookies.

"It can be seen, but it's very strange. It should be the special sound waves emitted by the vocal cords using chakra. Unfortunately, this situation requires his unique physiological structure to be successful, and it cannot be replicated."

"It seems that you really have a talent." Fengjian said to the field mouse with a smile. "Well, I see your talent. You are indeed very strong. It can be said that you are the best among mice. According to the agreement, you can choose your master. Before you are contracted, you should follow Kibataro first. And remember not to recruit too many mice. Your compatriots carry viruses such as plague and are not friendly to humans."

"No problem." The field mouse jumped three feet high, its goal achieved. It really looked down on this group of white-eyed ghosts. They were ugly, not at all like mice (if they had shifty eyes, Kazama would be worried.), serious, and couldn't take a joke (you pooped and peed on other people's clothes and luggage, and you still want them to forgive you?), old-fashioned, and stingy (you didn't feed them, but you still wanted to get the ability of the mouse master for free.), in short, following Kibatarou was the best choice, they looked like mice, squirrels were also mice, and they could get all kinds of delicious food and drinks, and they were clean, so it looked down on those unclean fellows. As for finding a contract master, just pick one that you like, and one who doesn't have white eyes.

After taking care of one, Fengjian looked at the next one: "What is this? A wild dog, no, a fox? Yes, it's a fox."

"Yes, this fox can perform illusion."

"Oh, that's really the most suitable summoning beast for a ninja."

"This one."

"It's just a skunk." The rookie holding it wore a mask and looked hopeless. When I caught it, I was sprayed in the face and vomited on the spot. Even though my companions washed their faces with clean water, the smell still lingered around my nose and I felt better wearing a mask.

"What talents do you have?"

"Farts are so smelly, they're as bad as the biological weapons used during the assessment." After saying that, the rookie patted the cage containing the skunk. Then he saw a stream of colored mist coming out of the gap in the cage, and even the rookie's sleeves were blown. Then he felt that his nose had suffered the greatest damage in his life.

"Ugh." The people around him, including Feng Jian, bent down collectively. For a moment, no one could resist for three seconds. The smell was so strong that it was visible to the naked eye. Feng Jian could not bear it. He used the body flashing technique to dodge until he was hundreds of meters away. He dared to open his mouth and nostrils, but the breath he inhaled at the beginning was like a maggot on the tarsal bone, which could not be removed.

"Ugh." Feng Jian vomited again. This time, not only did he vomit, but his stomach also felt like it was churning. Damn, what's that smell? It's like a biological weapon, at least biological weapons only kill people, but this smell not only kills people, but also disperses people's souls. If you take a breath, your soul will leave your body.

"Ugh" For a moment, the only sound in the campsite was the sound of vomiting, and no other sounds.