In Konoha, I collected corpses on the battlefield for ten years

Twisting and turning, he still ended up back here.

Qifeng awkwardly rubbed his nose, "Uh... actually, participating in the Chunin Exams isn't a bad thing, you can make more friends. Of course, I want to become Lord Orochimaru's subordinate, but I feel that my abilities are still a bit lacking and need more training."

Orochimaru smiled noncommittally, as if he wasn't surprised by Qifeng's answer.

"In a week, Cloud Ninjas, Mist Ninjas, and Sand Ninjas will arrive one after another. Go find Nara Shikaku in advance and report to him, he will assign you a task."

After speaking, Orochimaru's figure began to collapse like soft mud, and finally disappeared into the ground, leaving only a small snake, wriggling and crawling leisurely away from the morgue.

There was also a black, palm-sized booklet, which was the Ninja Certificate.

Watching the little snake leave, Qifeng stuck his fingers into his hair and rubbed it vigorously.

Picking up the Ninja Certificate, he looked at the rather eye-catching words "Chunin".

"What is this all about..."

The main point is, this time node, can Chunin Exams still be held? Do they dare to hold Chunin Exams?

It's really like the situation before World War II in his previous life, still organizing the Olympic Games.

The previous life's location was in Berlin, Germany, here in the Hidden Leaf Village of the Land of Fire...

Tsk.

Chapter 33: Got Hit (Seeking Collection, Recommendation, Monthly Pass)

"Eh! ! ! ! ! !"

From far away, one could hear Obito's extremely exaggerated and unrestrained voice, filled with surprise, shock, and disbelief.

"Senior Qifeng, you're actually a Chunin now? ! Why? !"

Obito looked at the Ninja Certificate that Qifeng had thrown aside, the word "Chunin" on it was the source of his shock.

"Why? Don't you sleep until noon every day, and bask in the sun at the door all afternoon? Don't you ever cultivate or do missions as a corpse handler? How did you get promoted to Chunin?"

Obito's voice became louder and louder.

This is unfair!

He "seriously" cultivates every day, helps old grandmothers cross the road every day, and shouts about defeating Kakashi every day, but he still hasn't graduated from the Ninja School early.

In his eyes, this "lazy" senior has quietly become a Chunin.

And with that disgusted expression.

What does that mean?

It's not easy for us to graduate and become Genin, but you, who are so idle, have become a Chunin, and you still look disgusted.

This is unfair!

The world is going downhill!

The Leaf Village's ninja assessment system has actually become so casual.

"Chunin! ! ! As expected of Senior Qifeng, he is indeed a role model for us ordinary ninjas, he has already become a Chunin. No! I must work harder! Clean the room even more thoroughly!"

Kai, like a madman, shuttled up and down in the corpse-filled morgue, where everything of dust and garbage had nowhere to hide.

Qifeng silently pulled out a cigarette from Asuma's cigarette case, rubbed his fingers, and lit one for himself and him.

The two synchronized deeply inhaled, and slowly exhaled a smoke ring with a slightly intoxicated expression.

The hazy smoke enveloped the two.

"I didn't expect you to really get promoted to Chunin," Asuma sighed.

Qifeng glared at him unhappily, "Ask your old man!"

Others want to be promoted to Chunin, but that doesn't mean he wants to.

Do you know how dangerous it is to be promoted to Chunin?

Either you take three subordinates, or you follow a Jonin, and the risk factor of performing tasks increases greatly.

Even if he is a corpse handler, he can avoid these tasks to a large extent, but once he goes to the battlefield, the Chunin can no longer be as cowardly and hide behind like a Genin.

Thinking of this, Qifeng became angry.

"You seem to dislike it?" Asuma asked in surprise.

Qifeng rolled his eyes at him, too lazy to answer.

Many things, little kids like Asuma and Obito, won't understand.

Only when they grow up will they understand that fame and fortune, and extravagant pleasures, are all garbage in the face of a comfortable and stable life.

This is the generation gap between men and boys, they won't understand.

It's like when you're in school, there are always seniors who tell you "It's better to study", you never understand why, until you enter society, you will understand, and even continue to repeat this sentence to your younger generations.

"Sigh..."

Taking another puff, he finally felt relieved.

There's nothing he can do, he doesn't know what Orochimaru saw in him, pushing him onto the stage like this.

"Speaking of which, are you guys so free? Or did you make an appointment to all run to my place? People who don't know would think this is a good place."

Suddenly realizing, what are so many people doing in the morgue that everyone avoids?

"It's a holiday, there's nowhere to go," Asuma said lightly.

Qifeng glared, "If there's nowhere to go, you run to my place? Can't you go find Yuhi Kurenai to play with?"

Just as he finished speaking, he suddenly felt that Asuma's eyes were a little wrong.

"Are you embarrassed to say that?!"

Speaking of Yuhi Kurenai, Asuma gritted his teeth.

If it wasn't for the guy in front of him complaining to Yuhi Shinko, causing Yuhi Shinko to keep Yuhi Kurenai by her side during the holidays, he wouldn't have been able to get close, so would he need to run to this godforsaken place?

"Hehe..."

Qifeng laughed dryly.