Chapter 11 The massacre begins, the bottom floor is so sad (Ch 11)

On the isolated island, a figure is moving through the dense jungle.

Although he looks like a boy of only ten years old, his actions are very experienced and careful.

Every limb movement is very swift and light, and he also deliberately conceals his tracks.

“I’m good at lurking in dense fog. I always get first place in this subject in the school!”

The boy felt somewhat delighted.

As a child with the support of his family, even though his parents died in the battle, he still has other ninja professors in the clan.

Their own strength is much stronger than that of other students of the same period, and they are especially adept at lurking and assassination.

“I just didn’t expect that I would have to attack my companions. This rule is really disgusting.”

The young man complained weakly.

Humans are social animals. Unless they are naturally hard-hearted and cold-blooded, who would kill their companions?

What’s more, these children from the Hidden Mist Village Ninja Academy have been together for five or six years. Even if they have some dissatisfaction with each other, it will not hinder their friendship.

But now we need to go to war.

No matter how good friends are, they cannot trust each other. Everyone wants to pass the test and become a glorious ninja.

He didn’t know that this was the root cause of the blood mist policy.

This is to sever the emotions of the ninjas and train them to become killing machines that only obey orders.

On the one hand, the Third Mizukage can use such ruthless rules to train a killing machine that only knows how to follow orders.

On the other hand, it can also undermine the family’s control and dependence on ninjas.

A ninja who is used to following orders and destroying all targets will still take action if the target becomes his own family one day.

Just like that ungrateful guy in Konoha.

Anyway, this method of eliminating emotions and nature is a bad trick for any person or group, except for those who are beneficial to the rulers.

But there are few people who can see clearly, even fewer who want to resist, and even fewer who have the ability to resist.

‘Shua’

As the young man was carefully moving through the jungle, he felt a chill in his heart.

He decisively dodged to the side, but was still a step too slow.

A flash of knife light appeared in the air, and a severed hand flew into the air.

“Who is it? Who are you?”

The boy dodged to the side and immediately drew out his kunai, looking around the jungle.

Unfortunately, as the outer ninjas cast their spells, the entire island was slowly shrouded in thick fog.

In such an environment, it is impossible to detect the attacker.

“Damn it, this guy is better at hiding than me, I can’t sense his presence at all.”

A feeling of fear rose from the bottom of my heart. After all, he was just a boy of about ten years old.

After a stalemate for a while and no trace of the enemy was found, a vast fear began to occupy his heart.

The young man randomly sprinkled hemostatic drugs on the broken arm and retreated back the way he came.

The speed is very slow, and he always keeps an eye on the surroundings.

He was injured and didn’t know that some hunters liked to watch the struggle of their prey the most.

As he began to retreat, the guy hiding in the shadows had had enough of his prey’s panic and attacked again.

Three sharp shurikens attacked from the jungle, and the boy could only swing his kunai to knock them away.

Before he could catch his breath, a kunai spike pierced his chest.

All his strength was taken away from him, and before he died all he could see was a young man wrapped in bandages standing behind him.

“The first one.”

Zabuza spoke calmly, shaking off the blood on the kunai in his hand.

After looting all the supplies on the ground, his figure disappeared into the thick fog again.

He came to participate in this graduation examination with only one purpose, which was to fight violence with violence.

He hated the Blood Mist Policy that led to people killing each other, so he had to rely on his own way to change the village.

Don’t hate me, it’s all for the village.

…

“Musashi, please spare me!”

A ten-year-old girl presented her number plate to Musashi, begging not to be killed.

The opponent was in the same class as the general, so he naturally knew that he could not beat the opponent, so he simply handed over the number plate.

“Ah! If you keep the thousand books hidden in your sleeves, I may spare your life.”

Musashi sighed with some regret and swung down the sword in his hand.

A trace of blood suddenly appeared on her neck, and the girl fell asleep completely.

We can only blame the brainwashing of the Hidden Mist Village, which is almost the same as that of Konoha.

They had instilled in the ninja the idea that they must do whatever it takes to accomplish their mission.

Even though the girl begged for mercy, she actually intended to kill Musashi by surprise, and the Senbon in her sleeves had already been sensed.

She didn’t know that her murderous intent was as bright as a beacon in Musashi’s perception, so how could he fall into her trap?

“As expected, whether it’s Konoha or any other ninja village, ninjas are just tools.”

“What the hell is the Will of Fire and the Mist Spirit? It’s all brainwashing and PUA.”

“Every one of these kids who have been brainwashed since childhood wants to become a ninja, even if it means stabbing their companions with knives.”

“Tsk, tsk, what a horrible and pathetic nation.”

Musashi took away the number tag on the opponent’s body and looted everything useful.

Since we have killed these things, it would be a waste to keep them.

Whether it is ninja tools, dry food, or coins, they can all be useful in your future life and must not be wasted.

Musashi considers himself to be a very frugal person.

Often every grain of rice in the bowl must be eaten cleanly.

Of course, forget about doing things while the iron is hot.

He is a human being, not a beast.

Although when they were on the coast, Musashi told the jonin that they wanted to kill all the people on the island.

In fact, it was just a lie to them.

Humans are not plants or trees, so who can be heartless?

Musashi is a normal person, not a pervert.

Although he didn’t have a very good relationship with these kids who grew up and studied with him, they weren’t that bad either.

After two and a half years, he was able to more or less integrate into this world.

Besides, it wasn’t their fault that they were fighting each other. The real wrongdoers were the guys at the top who made the rules.

Musashi never thought of ruling the Hidden Mist Village by killing his subordinates. He snatched the number tags and let those who truly surrendered go.

Killing the lower-level people is useless, and after killing them all, who will he use after he takes control of the Mist Shadow Village?

Only those who shout out justice, peace and love would think about destroying the world day by day.

Musashi’s mind is very simple, to control the village, I have the final say in Kirigakure.

As for whether or not to clean up other ninja villages or try to seize the secret treasures of the Naruto world.

We have to take over the Hidden Mist Village first.

However, this still requires some time. For now, I should first make a name for myself in the entire Hidden Mist Village and pave the way for replacing it in the future.