Naruto: After traveling through time, I became the disciple of the first generation

"Master, if we stay in the same apartment as last time when we go to Konoha Village this time, you can enjoy the convenience brought by technology."

Yiliu was very pleased when he saw the smiling face of his disciple.

He could feel that Mifune was wholeheartedly devoted to the Iron Country, and all the methods he came up with and the efforts he made to promote cooperation between the Iron Country and Konoha Village were all for the purpose of enabling the Iron Country to develop again.

Yiliu felt that he had made the right choice by accepting him as his disciple.

"Okay, I want to experience what this so-called technology is that can make a strong-willed person like you so obsessed with it."

Yiliu said half-jokingly.

In fact, he really didn't understand. What's the point of a washing machine or a refrigerator? Isn't it just hiring a servant and having your own cellar?

The functions are similar.

One is for washing clothes and the other is for storing food so it won’t spoil easily.

As for the air conditioner, it can blow cool air.

There's no difference between that and a servant waving a fan, right?

But when he saw Mifune's longing expression, Ichiru felt that things might not be as simple as he thought.

"Hey... Master Yilu, can you take us with you this time? We also want to visit Konoha Village."

The other three warriors also nodded: "Hehe... Yes, Master Yiliu, we also want to experience technology."

Yiliu looked at them with some dismay: "You all say that ninjas are the biggest enemies of samurai, and now you can't wait to visit the ninja village!"

One of the warriors scratched his head and said, "We also need to observe. We can't forge swords behind closed doors. We need to learn from others' experience and surpass them. That's what I mean."

Yiliu rolled his eyes at them. He was too lazy to point out the little tricks in these guys' minds.

What kind of investigation? It’s just that I like the new things that Mifune talked about and want to experience them in advance.

But Ichiru can understand that he has naturally decided to learn from the ninja society, learn their patterns and technologies, so he cannot look at them with prejudice.

He had to become humble, just like when he first started learning to be a warrior.

"Okay, the rest of you can come along, but you also have to help Mifune figure out what gift to give to the Hokage!"

"I obey my orders!"

The four warriors and Mifune retreated together, leaving only the general in the room.

After sitting quietly for a while, Yiliu walked out of the general's mansion and came outside.

Looking at the childish children running around in the streets and alleys of the city.

Yiliu seemed to be reminded of his own youth.

At that time, the Iron Kingdom was not as decadent as it is now.

At that time, everyone had a will in their hearts, determined to surpass the ninja through their own Bushido and bring Bushido back to the top of the world.

Revered by thousands of people.

But as time went by, more and more people were assimilated by the ninjas and chose to join them.

Abandoned his own Bushido.

Yiliu does not blame these people. After all, everyone has to have his own pursuits. He cannot interfere with other people's choices and can only be more strict with himself.

Finally, when he was thirty years old, he became the new general of the Iron Kingdom.

But the Iron Kingdom at this time was completely different from when he was a child.

Almost 80% of the men in the country pursued the so-called Bushido, and some even became crazy, abandoning their wives and children and gathering together to discuss the so-called Bushido.

But this is just a way for them to escape reality.

Why avoid reality? The bottom line is that there is no hope for this country.

Because there was no contact with the outside world and no economic source, taxes were increased in order to ensure the operation of the country.

The warriors hardly engaged in any farming, and all the burdens and pressures were placed on ordinary citizens.

In the end, everything that happened today was caused.

"Well, I hope that opening trade with Konoha Village can help the Iron Kingdom regain its vitality."

This guy Mifune is very smart and not rigid. Although he has his own Bushido, he is not obsessed with it.

There is also a spirit in my heart to devote everything to the Iron Country.

This is undoubtedly the best candidate to become a future general.

Yiliu is old now and may make many mistakes in judgment, so he tries to listen to the opinions of the new generation.

“I hope that the Iron Kingdom will truly thrive after this series of huge changes.”

Generations of samurai are buried deep in this ancient land, the last group of people in the world who uphold the now-decayed Bushido.

They hope that one day warriors will be remembered and recognized by the people again.

This way all the efforts in this life will not be in vain.

……

As night falls, the people of Konoha Village gather together to chat after dinner, moving their benches to sit under street lights or in well-lit areas.

A group of women or a group of men were chatting animatedly.

From time to time, a few passing ninjas would join in.

No matter we know each other or not, we can always have a lively chat.

Qufeng and Zhili have already eaten, and now they are preparing to go to the wedding venue.

To be honest, Zhili had been looking forward to it the whole afternoon.

As one of the protagonists of the wedding, she was naturally looking forward to the wedding venue.

Being able to hold the first and only wedding in your life in a very grand and magnificent place.

She couldn't imagine how happy she would be at that time.

"Qufeng, you haven't told me where the wedding venue is."

Qufeng smiled and said, "It's in Konoha Village. You can guess."

"Konoha Village?"

After hearing this, Zhili was a little confused. Could it be that the wedding was really held on the streets of Konoha Village?

After thinking about it, Zhili was a little disappointed, but it was not impossible.

After all, with so many people, it is really difficult to find a perfect venue.

Seeing Zhili's expression, Qufeng knew that she must be wrong: "Haha, I won't tease you anymore, hold my hand, and let's go."

"Eh?"

Wasn't it on the street?

Zhili felt a little relieved and then held Qufeng's hand.

The next second, countless clouds of gas gushed out from the sleeves of the wind collector, pushing the two of them into the sky.

Because there was no sound and it was already dark.

So they were not discovered.

Zhili's eyes were blown shut by the airflow, and he didn't know where to go. He could only squint his eyes to see what was around him.

But it was just pitch black and I couldn't see anything.

I might as well stop looking and just close my eyes and wait until I get there.

She thought it would take a while to reach her destination.

But I didn't expect that it took less than five minutes before I stepped onto a flat place.

Zhili slowly opened his eyes: "Is this...are we here yet?"

AI generated, which is closer to what I imagined, but not made by the cloud