Konoha's task master

Marigio·Pangucheng·Meeting Room.

Yakumo appeared in the conference room directly through space movement. Sabo was reporting the current world information to Long. The two of them greeted Yakumo and then lowered their heads to process the documents in their hands.

There are piles of documents on the desk. Sabo is slightly injured and his face is a little pale. But now that the revolutionary army is about to be reorganized, he must work on the front line.

Many pirate forces were directly liquidated and suppressed and sent to the Impel City Prison. Eighty percent of the New World has fallen under the management of the revolutionary army. The oppressed civilians yearn for a free world. A single spark is enough to start a prairie fire.

The first half of the Grand Line has been taken over by the navy. Due to the navy... warships are overwhelming the pirate ships in terms of speed and sturdiness, coupled with the gap in top combat power.

Basically all the four oceans have fallen into the hands of the Revolutionary Army. Only the Great Sea Route still has some remaining pirates, but they were also surrounded and suppressed by the Revolutionary Army.

During this time, the cells in Impel Down were already full. Magellan just slept, and the sky changed outside...

Yakumo sat quietly on the sofa, waiting quietly.

The conference room was very quiet. Saab and Long's voices were not loud. Occasionally, intelligence personnel would come in and out with documents, adding depth to the intelligence mountain, but it would not break the quiet atmosphere.

Long pressed the bell at hand, and soon a servant carrying snacks and black tea came into the conference room to put some simple pastries on the table at Yakumo's side.

A simple pastry cake with very little cream and a bit of sweetness. The most important thing is that the black tea is actually herbal tea.

Yakumo ate snacks and drank ice-cold black tea. This tea was very cold, with a subtle milk fragrance, and the air was filled with subtle sandalwood.

About an hour later, Sabo finished his report and gave a simple greeting to Yakumo.

Yakumo motioned for him to sit next to him.

"You are injured, I will help you treat it so that you don't get to the root of the disease."

Yakumo's hands glowed with blue light of life, and he pressed Sabo's chest through his clothes. His soul energy observed the wound like a microscope.

"It's okay, just a minor injury."

Sabo smiled and said nonchalantly, now we are only one step away from the revolutionary army's plan, and everyone from top to bottom is working hard.

"It's really a minor injury, two broken ribs and a little congestion in the lungs."

Yakumo nodded. The strongest men in the pirate world have a monster physique. This kind of injury can be fatal to ordinary people, but it can really only be regarded as a minor injury to Sabo.

"Although the self can heal, it will easily lead to disease in the future."

The azure light perfectly connected the broken ribs, and at the same time used delicate extraction techniques to remove the congestion in the lungs and drain them into the trash can in the corner.

The whole process takes no more than five minutes.

Next, Yakumo used the ability to control life to heal the internal wounds of Sabo's body, making his body revitalized.

"Thank you Yakumo-sama!"

After the treatment, Saab felt as if he was reborn, and he also had the experience of working overtime for three days and three nights in a row.

"It's no big deal, we are friends."

Yakumo waved his hand and said somewhat casually.

A few years ago, this level of treatment required 80% of his chakra, but now it only requires about 5% to heal. This is the change in his strength.

Sabo thanked Yakumo a few more times, and the expression on his face gradually became excited. He quickly opened the door and left... and closed the door thoughtfully before leaving.

The brisk tones grew farther and farther away until they were finally inaudible.

Long stood up from behind the wide desk, went directly to the seat opposite Yakumo and sat down, rubbing his eyebrows with his right hand tiredly.

"Good brother, now I finally understand why the Tianlong people want five people to manage the world."

"Why?" Yakumo asked curiously.

"Because if you do it alone, you will be exhausted."

"Ha ha."

Yakumo chuckled. Now Long's hair was very messy, his eyes had thick dark circles, and his eyes were bloodshot.

It was like working overtime for three days and nights in a row.

But Yakumo speculated that Long worked overtime for far more than three days.

"Do you think that if power is divided, it will really lead to civil strife?"

Long opened his eyes again and looked at Yakumo expectantly. He thought about this question for a long time, but did not come up with an answer.

At present, the situation of the Revolutionary Army is excellent. The Tianlong people are hiding in the dark and showing no signs of causing trouble. Many powerful people have come to join the Revolutionary Army.

This also led to a significant increase in Long's workload.

Gradually, he came up with the idea of ​​asking for help, and divided some of the files he needed to process and handed them over to others for processing.

"I don't know about this."

Yakumo took two sips of black tea and replied that the questions asked by Long were beyond the scope of his knowledge. After all, he was just an ordinary person, how could he govern the country.

"Why..."

Long sighed deeply and looked at the extremely solemn and luxurious conference room. He did not feel any beauty, only deep fatigue.

"The pinnacle of power, the king of the world...isn't that good?"

The height of the conference room is about ten meters. When you look up, you can see the gray-white ceiling dome, which is carved with a huge flower pattern. At the core of the flower are eighteen bright electric lamps, emitting a pure white light.

"Not good...not good at all. I'm already planning to retire."

Long rubbed his cheeks with both hands and regained some consciousness temporarily, but there was an almost irreversible tiredness in his eyes.

"The revolutionary army needs you."

"Of course I know."

Long replied feebly that now he no longer has the ambition and lofty ambitions he once had, nor does he have the ambition to plan for the world. He is more like a social animal who has been overwhelmed by work and devoted himself to welfare.

"If I have to say, Sabo is good." Yakumo said.

"I also plan to ask Sabo to help me bear some..."

Long nodded. Yakumo's statement coincided with his plan. Sabo was his chosen successor. Sabo had compassion for the weak, was angry at unfair oppression, and dared to punch the strong.

"Reed...what do you think?"

Long asked after a few seconds, although there are many strong people in the revolutionary army, there are very few who can take on big tasks with peace of mind. Especially these people cannot be too simple, they must have wisdom, overall situation, strategy, and even ruthlessness.

"Well, don't you think so?"

Yakumo took a sip of the cold black tea and felt a chill in his heart... He placed the tea cup on the table and continued.

"I feel like he is like you before, calm and down-to-earth, calm and wise."

Long was a little dazed when he heard this. He didn't expect Yakumo to give Reed such a high evaluation. After all, Reed was in charge of the criminal organization and rarely appeared in front of him. His contact was only through phone calls, which reduced many opportunities for observation.

But he also knew that what Yakumo said was absolutely true.

There are definitely many qualities in Reed.

"In this case, Reed is also worthy of training, but he is less ambitious."

Long stroked the beard on his chin with his right hand, assuming a thinking posture.

"Perhaps...he is just hiding his ambition?"

Yakumo suddenly asked, while staring into Long's eyes.

"I need time to observe, so let Sabo help for now."

Long quickly made up his mind. With his current physical condition, he should have no problem holding on for a few more decades. He still had a lot of time to slowly find a successor.

"I'm leaving." Yakumo said softly.

"I know."

Of course Long knew that Yakumo's trip was to say goodbye, but...he hoped that this day would come later, so that he would have the confidence to act.

"Don't worry, I will be back after a while... Don't worry."

"Really?"

"Of course."

A round trip costs 10,000 gold coins, but Yakumo cannot just watch the rules he formed with his own hands be destroyed by the new Discord. For this reason, he will return to this world.

"When you say that...I feel a lot more relaxed."

A smile uglier than crying appeared on Long's face.

"It's not a big problem."

"About how long will you be away this time?"

"A year or half a year." Yakumo answered.

After receiving the answer, Long's expression became more relaxed. He believed that he would never let those Hidden Dragons see the flaw within a year.

"I'm leaving first." Yakumo said.

"Don't....!"

Long immediately stretched out his hand to stop him.

"What? Is there anything else?"

Yakumo looked at Long with some confusion and asked at the same time.

"I suffered some injuries some time ago. Please help me recuperate."

A smile appeared on Long's face, deliberately looking weak.

"Okay, okay..."

Yakumo stood up and put his right hand on Long's chest.

The azure energy shone again and enveloped his whole body.

After acquiring the skill of Life Mastery, he became more comfortable with treatment, and the multiple upgrades of Soul Soul Fruit increased the accuracy of treatment.

"There is nothing wrong with my body, just some hidden injuries."

Yakumo quickly examined Long's body from the inside out, drawing out the congestion in the body, regulating the damaged cells, and reorganizing the somewhat disordered meridians.

In the dragon's body, Yakumo once again sensed that will, which was hidden in the blood and could increase combat power, speed up one's own recovery, and even strengthen one's own physique.

This is the source of the strength of Luffy's family, which is equivalent to having an animal-type Devil Fruit, and it is also an extremely high-level one.

"Hey, my kidneys are a little overdrawn."

Yakumo suddenly said with a smile, but his words made Long very dissatisfied.

"How is it possible...I..."

"Okay, don't explain."

Yakumo took back his right hand and extinguished the blue light group at the same time.

The two talked for a while, and Yakumo stood up again and said goodbye, to which Ryuu showed great reluctance.

Whoosh, Yakumo disappeared from where he was.

This meeting was not a happy one in Yakumo's heart. Even if Long tried his best to hide it, Yakumo could still detect a little bit of deep and suppressed fear.

That time he proved his strength with actions, but it inevitably buried a thorn in the dragon's heart.

No one is willing to put their life in the hands of another person, even if that person is a close friend. When Yakumo has the strength to kill a dragon easily, then there will naturally be a gap between the two.

This is why the strong always live alone. It is not because he is unwilling to integrate with all living beings, but because all living beings cannot tolerate powerful aliens.

"Why..."

Yakumo stood in the clouds, looking at Mariejoia that had been repaired. One of the topics of conversation between Sabo and Ryu was to transform this place into the future base of the revolutionary army.

The architecture of Mariejoia is still grand and luxurious, with countless palaces connected to form a huge city, standing on the red earth continent like a huge giant, overlooking the entire pirate world. The difference is that there is a different owner here.

The difference is that Long really wants to benefit the millions of civilians.

Yakumo felt the strong wind, the turbulence of the elements, and the flow of the natural power around him. He finally looked at the entire world... as a farewell.

At the end of the line of sight, the sky and the sea faintly intersect, and countless seabirds are riding the strong wind looking for opportunities to attack.

With a flash of golden light, Yakumo disappeared from where he was.

A few days ago, I had made preparations to return.

On an unknown desert island, four people met in a temporary underground base.

Put your hands together and weave wood and rattan to form a wooden door.

Yakumo took out the Sea Key from the storage scroll. This thing looked like a huge gem, shining with blue light, but the material was extremely strange. It was neither gold nor jade, but it was extremely hard.

"The space tunnel opens for only five seconds..."

Yakumo turned to Shvana and ordered, then without hesitation he inserted the Sea Key into the wooden door, turned it slowly...and then pulled it open forcefully.

〖Tip: Players use the Sea Key to deduct 5,000 gold coins.〗

Inside the door frame is a blue flowing light door, which is slightly flooded.

This door looked very dreamy, like water waves, with occasional flashes of silver light, and Yakumo felt the familiar power of the stars.

Qianxue Qianxue and Masako Mori stepped into it without hesitation, and then Shyvana immediately stepped forward without any hesitation, and the three of them stepped into the stream of light and disappeared completely.

〖Countdown...three, two...〗

Under the urging of the system, Yakumo immediately took steps.

Light and shadow flow, and the world reverses.

Four people appeared on Yakumo's secret platform in Ryūchi Cave, and the others stood there like puppets, with their eyes closed.

Yakumo was the first to regain his sense of time and space. The place was still as empty as when he left, with only the lonely bloody door.

But he sensed the aura of Kushina Uzumaki and the aura belonging to Naruto Uzumaki on the platform on the upper floor...

Namikaze Minato once promised that he did not keep the key, not to mention that the defense formed by the wooden escape has the function of breath recognition, and Uzumaki Kushina and Uzumaki Naruto also escaped from the recognition system for some reason.

Others will not hand over the keys here to others at will, unless they encounter danger that must be avoided.

"So...why are they here?"

Yakumo felt slightly that the wooden escape creation he left here showed signs of activation, which meant that there had been intruders in this space...

From the analysis of the degree of damage and energy consumption of the wooden escape creation, the intruder is very powerful, probably equivalent to the top of the super shadow level.

After a few seconds, the other three opened their eyes.

After a year and eight months, Yakumo and others returned to the ninja world.

Although there were twists and turns along the way, the rewards were huge.

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