Chapter 03: Page 3

Qingzhi, who wanted to squint a few times, suddenly thought of a very troublesome thing.

Awakened Ice Escape, which is good.

The blood inheritance limit is a very rare thing in this world.

But precisely because of its rarity, learning ice escape is not like learning the five major escape techniques, as there are many cases for reference.

The only place that can trace its origin is with the Snow Clan in the Kingdom of Water.

Don't even think about the Kingdom of Water. He is an Uchiha from Konoha and doesn't know how he will die. He should find another way out.

His mother died early and didn't leave any inheritance. All Qingzhi could do was explore on his own and work behind closed doors. In this way, the progress of practicing ice escape would undoubtedly be very slow.

You have to find a way to find the right path to develop ice escape.

He could use the Sharingan to copy the skills of these Ice Release ninjas. Developing ninjutsu is very time-consuming, and it can't be done faster than copying homework.

You said it was a copy of the ninja Kakashi.

However, it would be troublesome to expose your Sharingan.

You have to change your thinking.

He remembered that in the original work, the Kingdom of Snow seemed to have a kind of ice escape created by using the natural environment. Although it was not a genuine brand, he could refer to it. Although he had no other words, Qingzhi felt that he convinced people with his virtue and believed in the people over there. Ninja will understand himself.

After opening his mind, Qing Zhi actually thought of another way.

Can Gaara's sand in Sandstorm be a reference?

The structure of the ice blocks is destined to be impossible to split and combine at will like Gaara's sand, but he can use snow in a different way.

The principle of Gaara's ninjutsu is to inject chakra into the sand and manipulate it. If I change it to injecting chakra into the snow, it should have the same effect.

He can imitate Gaara and put snow into the ninja tool, the gourd, in advance, and take it out during the battle, playing a role similar to Gaara's absolute defense.

Of course, the actual operation is definitely not as simple as simply injecting chakra. He is just providing an idea now. There is still a long way to go, and you still need to explore it yourself.

Thinking of this, Qingzhi felt a little anxious and wanted to go back to practice. He was so energetic that he didn't even want to sleep.

"Wow."

There was a sound of a paper sliding door coming from behind.

Aokiji, who had a premonition that something bad was going to happen, turned his head like a mechanical gear. A middle-aged man was looking at him with cannibalistic eyes because he had been deceived.

Qing Pheasant followed Shan Ru Liu: "Uh... Hello, teacher."

The teacher roared: "Qing Pheasant——!"

(End of this chapter)

4. Chapter 4 I Really Didn’t Read a Certain Book

Chapter 4 I really didn’t read a certain book

After being scolded by the teacher, Qingzhi returned to his seat and was greeted by scolding and ridicule from the people around him: "You must be too courageous to sleep in the corridor."

Qingzhi yawned, took out a pillow from his schoolbag, and made the classmate who was sitting in the chair dumbfounded.

"What on earth did you come to school for?"

Qing Pheasant said bluntly: "Sleep."

"Hey, Lu Xiong, you also want to say a word or two."

The child who was called Lu Xiong put his finger on his chin, thought for a moment, raised his eyelids, and spoke at a moderate speed: "When I go to bed later, please lend me your pillow to sleep on."

"roll."

How can you allow others to snore and sleep on the side of the couch?

This kid named Shikao, whose full name is Nara Shikao, is a little older than Aoji, and he also has the same hobby. He likes to sleep in class when he has nothing to do.

"It's really troublesome. It seems that I have to bring my own pillow in the future." Lu Xiong scratched his pineapple-shaped hair, "Well, forget it, if my mother finds out that I secretly bring a pillow to school, I will probably be scolded. It's so bloody..."

Qing Zhi fell on the pillow: "There will be class later, remember to wake me up."

Luxiong looked at Qingzhi who quickly fell asleep and said with admiration: "Among the people I know, there is no one who can sleep better than you. I, Luxiong, would like to call you the strongest."

"Yeah, I really appreciate you looking up to me."

Qingzhi responded in a daze.

The whole conversation was heard by the white-haired boy on the side. He looked at the sleeping Qing Zhi and squinted his eyes slightly, as if he was thinking of something.

Not long after, the class bell rang.

Qing Zhi was woken up and silently stuffed the pillow back into his schoolbag. He was brave enough to sleep in class, but as for sleeping on that pillow, that was too arrogant.

After attending a class in a daze, during the lunch break, the students took out the lunch boxes carefully prepared by their parents, which were vegetarian and nutritionally balanced.

Qingzhi is just an orphan and a lazy person. It's better not to think about luxuries like lunch boxes. He just goes to the canteen to buy some bread and munch on it.

When I walked into the canteen, there was a long queue in front of me. It was so lively.

The canteen will launch different products every once in a while. The product launched today is a kind of red bean bread, which is very popular. I have eaten it once and found it to be average.

In her previous life, Qing Pheasant, who lived in a big foodie empire, had a very naughty mouth.

If his family hadn't forced him to go to school, Qingzhi would have wanted to drop out of school and open a restaurant.

The prerequisite for engaging in high technology is to have money. Qing Zhi feels that doing business seems to be a good choice.

You can definitely make a lot of money by using some delicacies from your previous life to reduce dimensionality, and then hire a few trusted people, and become a hands-off shopkeeper yourself, and use your free time to practice. It is no better than being scolded by Konoha's senior management all day long. Is it good to lick blood from the sword's mouth?

Then he would use the money he earned from opening a shop to become a financial sponsor and hire ninjas from Konoha to work for him.

When the time comes, this picture will simply not be too good.

When he thought of this, Qing Zhi couldn't help but his shoulders trembled and he burst out laughing, attracting strange looks from the people around him.

"Cough cough..."

Qing Pheasant pretended to cough twice, keeping a low profile.

He randomly bought two rice balls and ate them while walking. When he returned to his seat, he had almost finished eating. Without saying a word, he took out his pillow and lay there to sleep. At this time, any classmates wanted to play ninja games with him. He rejected it outright.

"Hey, who are you trying to pull? This sleepy guy who does nothing but sleep all day long."

After being warned by his companion, the classmate took one look at Qing Pheasant, felt it made sense, and turned around to leave.

Qingzhi sleeps all day long at school and doesn't interact much with others. Everyone thinks he is a weirdo.

Qingzhi doesn't like to communicate with people. Firstly, he doesn't have the time, and secondly, he doesn't want to have too many feelings with these people.

Not surprisingly, the students in this class will all become ninjas after graduation. Except for a few people who are lucky enough to survive to the end, I am afraid that most of them will die in a certain mission.

Humans are animals that seek advantages and avoid disadvantages. Since they knew in advance that they would die during the mission, Aoki Pheasant would naturally not interact with them because he did not want to be sad when the time came.

Even if this could be the opportunity to open the Mangekyo Sharingan...

Qing Zhi, who had his eyes closed, suddenly felt someone standing in front of him. When he opened his eyes, he saw a boy with a spiky head and white hair.

Although it is white-haired, it is a pity that it looks mediocre, and this bunch of white hair is really blind.

"My name is Jiraiya." The boy was very familiar. "Your name is Aokiji, right?" "What's the matter?"

Aoki couldn't understand how Jiraiya could find him so easily.

As the original Sannin, Jiraiya was the one he wanted to win over in the future. He was still thinking about how to get to know them, but he didn't expect them to come to his doorstep.

Jiraiya looked around and after confirming that no one was around, he quietly came over and said in a mysterious tone: "I can borrow one to talk."

Borrow one to talk?

The other party was mysterious, and Qingzhi didn't understand: "I don't know what you mean."

Jiraiya said firmly: "I know everything you did at night."

Aoki's eyes widened. Could it be that Jiraiya knew that he was secretly training at night? How could this be possible? Who would have nothing to do to spy on him in the middle of the night? He must be crazy.

Aokiji's plan is to create an image of a waste by showing off in front of everyone.

Then wait for an opportunity, awaken your ice escape in order to save your friends, repel the enemy, realize the importance of your partners, work hard, inherit the will of fire, and finally become the first Hokage.

When the prodigal son turns back, he will not be replaced by gold.

How suitable it is to be compiled into teaching materials for publicity and distribution.

By that time, even if he reveals his Sharingan ability, it will be a done deal and he will have great power.

But once he found out that he was training secretly at night, his plan would be ruined, especially for a big-mouthed guy like Jiraiya.

Qing Pheasant felt guilty and said weakly: "What do you know?"

Jiraiya smiled evilly and said, "Have you been secretly reading pornographic books at night recently?"

ha?

Qing Zhi was confused. What on earth was he talking about? How could he be such a person?

When Jiraiya saw that Aokiji refused to admit it, he smiled evilly and said, "Young man, you are still pretending, otherwise you would be in a daze all day long, as if you haven't woken up."

Qingzhi covered his face with one hand. He was actually afraid of exposing information for this fool.

Jiraiya is trying to save others by himself. It seems that this guy has been a pervert since childhood, just like Crayon Shin-chan.

"What's the serial number of the movie you're looking at?"

Jiraiya opened his mouth with professional terms.

The so-called serial number will not be mentioned here for now.

All in all, I think it would be impossible to say this without a certain degree of "culture" associated with it.

Qing Pheasant said speechlessly: "I'm really not reading the Little Porn Book."

"Don't worry, I won't take your money for nothing. We can exchange it and share resources." Jiraiya said hehely: "I like beautiful big sisters with a broad mind. Wearing leopard print character underwear, the picture is so full. It’s tempting.”

"You know what the heck, the real allure should be the maid + Bai Si..."

As a scholar, Qing Pheasant felt that it was time to express an academic opinion at this moment.

"Oh~~~"

Jiraiya drawled with a smirk.

"Cough cough."

He was too outspoken just now, and Qingzhi was trying to find a reason to excuse himself. Fortunately, he was overheard by a little blond loli who returned to his seat. With a maggot-like look on his face, he uttered two words: "Pervert."

Aokiji was busy and solemnly explained: "I, Uchiha Aokiji, have not read the Little Yellow Book."

Tsunade held up a book and ignored it.

Now Qing Pheasant has planted the impression of reading pornographic books in his mind, and no matter how he explains it, it will have no effect.

The blue pheasant wants to cry but has no tears.

"Oops, I seem to have been misunderstood." Jiraiya scratched his cheek.

I misunderstood your sister!

Aokiji was so angry that he grabbed Jiraiya's collar with both hands, shook it hard, and said roughly: "Beep--give me my innocence."

(End of this chapter)

Chapter 5 Tsunade’s Childhood Dream

The news about Qingzhi staying up late at night and reading pornographic books accidentally leaked out and swept the entire class.

When he was training shuriken in the afternoon, Aoki always felt that the people around him were looking at him strangely. He wanted to explain that when those female classmates saw Aoki walking towards him, they immediately hid far away, for fear of getting involved. Something unclean.

"Please listen to my explanation..."

There was nowhere to place the hands floating in the air. Qingzhi was so depressed that he wanted to pinch someone.

"Qing Pheasant, this is no big deal..."

Jiraiya patted his shoulder comfortingly.

Qing Pheasant's face was as dark as a pot sticker. Just when he was seriously considering whether to kill him or not, a chorus of mutual screams rang out not far away.

"Ah, Orochimaru-kun is so handsome."