Early morning ten days later.

On the country road outside the Hidden Rain Village, two villagers pulling a cart were walking along the official road and chatting.

A slightly thin man with a yellowish face said mysteriously:

"Have you heard? It seems that Lord Danzo is going to announce a new policy to benefit the people! He said that he would distribute land to us civilians!"

The black-faced man next to him felt helpless when he saw his friend like this. He had to make a big fuss about every trivial matter, and it was easy to be deceived, so he advised him kindly:

"Where did you hear it from? Besides, even if the land is distributed, how much can we grow on this broken land of the Rain Country? It is better to accept daily tasks, so that the family will not have to worry about food and drink every month, and we can also accumulate some savings. Maybe after a year, we will have enough points and can exchange for a bigger house."

The yellow-faced man was shocked after hearing this. Face surprised:

"Hiss, you didn't go to class, did you? Then you've lost a lot!"

"What do you mean?"

The yellow-faced man said seriously:

"There is a technology in the Land of Fire called greenhouse planting, which can avoid weather reasons to the greatest extent. Moreover, people who can plant in greenhouses can give priority to learning ninjutsu and improve production. The problems you mentioned can basically be solved! And as the first batch of personnel, they will be experimental subjects in the first year and do not have to pay grain taxes at all! It is because of this plan that the news of land distribution will spread. It is said that when the experiment is successful, it will be spread to those who get the land."

The black-faced man was puzzled. He had never heard of many of the words his friend said in the end, let alone understood them.

But before the war broke out, as a farmer, he grasped several key words.

It can solve the weather problem, there is no tax in the first year, and land can be allocated...

"What's the matter with that experiment? Can I sign up to participate!"

The black-faced man was a little anxious, but the yellow-faced man said helplessly:

"You probably don't have a chance. It seems that you haven't attended a few classes. All experimental personnel or policy implementation will give priority to those who have more points in class. For example, although I don't have the opportunity to get the experimental field, I will definitely be allocated land. The rest of the people can only take tasks in the village temporarily. After all, we haven't liberated other areas yet, and the land area is too small."

The black-faced man's face became darker. He also went to a few classes at first, but they were all taught by several resurrected people. Sometimes they told some small stories, and sometimes they explained the benefits of the village policy. In his opinion, who didn't understand the "big truth", these were simply a waste of time. It's better to take tasks to get points in the village and then exchange them for daily necessities.

"Actually, you don't have to worry. Since I can get the news in advance, it means I know someone. You are my brother, I can't let you suffer a loss, right? After completing this task, I will take you to meet the teacher of our teaching class after returning. You are so good at farming, maybe he can make some concessions."

Looking at his friend's fluctuating eyes, the yellow-faced man knew that his points were in hand!

He found this friend this time because of the task assigned by his teacher in his teaching class, to strive for this farmer to do what he is good at, instead of pulling corpses here every day.

Farming requires skills, and so do "lobbyists".

Everything the yellow-faced man said was true, except that the initial contact was not just a coincidence during the task, but was a special visit.

"Okay, I'll go with you to meet him when I go back, thank you for your help."

The black-faced man thought for a while and finally decided to go and take a look.

The tasks accepted every day are fixed points, in other words, the food that can be exchanged is also fixed.

Farming is different. Whether it is more or less depends on one's ability. If the land is really divided, he doesn't have to think about buying a house. He can build a house on his own land first, and then cultivate the fields around it. This can maximize efficiency and take good care of his land.

After a while, the two men came to the designated intersection.

Next to the official road, a new thatched shed was built with tables and chairs, and a dirty soldier was sitting in it.

In addition, there were four or five refugees who were panting and drinking water in the shadows, and there were dead bodies on the ground not far away.

When the dirty soldier saw the black-faced man, he hurriedly said:

"Are you here? They just arrived not long ago. Why don't you two take a breath and go back?"

While speaking, he was still writing a small note in his hand.

The black-faced man did not hesitate and said directly: "We two can't decide this matter. They still have to decide. After all, this is about the resurrection of our own family."

After several refugees looked at each other, they were a little grateful.But he still said: "Brother, you should take a break first. We have walked too far and are exhausted. If we hadn't met someone like you who was escorting corpses on the way, we probably wouldn't be here now."

The black-faced man nodded slightly, walked to the side of the dirty earth soldier, picked up two small water bottles, handed one to the yellow-faced man, and then put away the small note recording the time and the number of corpses.

This small note is a piece of paper with a stamp and then divided into four parts.

Four segments are provided on the same line, and everyone can only see the time and number of people recorded on the note in their hand.

After the corpse is transported back to the village, the note will be handed in as a voucher.

The four notes are combined into one piece of paper, and the stamp pattern, starting time, and number of corpses are verified, and finally compared with the record in the straw hut, so that the possibility of fraud and cheating points can be basically ruled out.

The most important point is that the dirty earth soldiers cannot go along with the flow.

Similar measures can be seen everywhere in the Hidden Rain Village.

"Are you an Impure World Ninja?"

A female voice suddenly reached the ears of several people in the straw hut, which startled them. None of the women who dared to come out these days were easy to mess with!

The Impure World Soldier was also trembling in his heart. When he was receiving training, he was told by the instructor that if someone mentioned the word Impure World, then this person could basically be identified as a ninja.

Looking back, he saw golden hair.

The person who came was Tsunade!

"This ninja master, I am not a ninja, just an ordinary person. Are you also coming to join the village? I welcome you on behalf of the village."

The Impure World Soldier replied with the sentence taught by the instructor while observing Tsunade's expression.

The soldier's eyes naturally could not be hidden from Tsunade, and this made her even more confused.

"Don't you need to warn?"

Without waiting for the soldier to explain, the yellow-faced man said righteously:

"Since Lord Danzo moved in, the village has always been open to the outside world, in order to accept everyone, enjoy equal treatment, and stay away from war. So if someone makes trouble in the village, it means they are against all of us!"

Tsunade was stunned. The appearance of Danzo's name was enough to surprise her, but as an invader, he is now supported by the locals...

What is going on?

Tsunade turned to the relatively calm black-faced man and said:

"If you don't mind, I want to go with you."

The black-faced man nodded without hesitation.

Although this place is not far from the village, who knows when there will be danger, it is better to find a ninja to go with you as a bodyguard.

As for whether the ninja will have any ghost thoughts, it doesn't matter to them, because once the ninja gets angry, even if they are prepared, they have no ability to resist.

"Can you wait a moment? We need to rest for a while."

"No problem, Nanaya...are you easy to get along with? To be honest, I came to him this time because I want to ask him for help with something."

Tsunade was going to get some useful information from the local villagers. Since entering the territory of the Rain Country, she had heard various legends about Nanaya. Some said that he was a god who could revive the dead, and some said that he came to save civilians and quell the war.

There were all kinds of sayings, and they were so magical that no one knew which one was true. In desperation, Tsunade had to choose to go to the Hidden Rain Village to find out the truth based on the only confirmed news.

"This...I don't know much..."

The black-faced man looked at the yellow-faced man for help. He worked hard every day and had no time to pay attention to people who had nothing to do with him.

"You are in luck. It seems that the God was practicing before. Today, he will show the miracle of resurrection. You should be able to see him, but there are too many people asking for help. I don't know if it will be your turn."

As soon as the yellow-faced man said this, not only Tsunade's heart moved, but also the refugees who were already exhausted.

"You two, we don't need to rest, let's go directly to the village."

Several refugees stood up and carefully carried the bodies of their relatives and friends onto the cart.

They traveled hundreds of miles to the Hidden Rain Village just to revive these people, and they didn't want to miss it because of rest.

Everyone held hands with each other, and soon said goodbye to the Impure World Soldiers, and then followed the official road to the Hidden Rain Village.

On the way, Tsunade kept asking about the information of Nanaya and Konoha's high-level officials. The villagers did not doubt it. When they knew that Nanaya could revive people, they also asked around like this.

It's a pity that the yellow-faced man knows very little, and he has not met Qiye except for the day he talked to her. The information he knows is also spread by the refugees who followed Qiye before.

But even so, it still brought a great shock to Tsunade, because people from other countries or the rainIn the eyes of the top leaders of the country, Nanaya's ability and determination are undoubtedly extremely threatening, but for these villagers, Nanaya is like a savior.

Especially when approaching the Hidden Rain Village, Tsunade saw the endless forest...

When she returned to Konoha, the traces of the battlefield had already been cleaned up. Whether it was the giant Buddha or the dense forest, they were used as building materials by Orochimaru and his men.

Boom!

A loud noise came, and everyone looked over.

I saw vines suddenly rising from an open space outside the Hidden Rain Village, and then turned into a row of wooden houses!

Wood escape? ! Could it be Nanaya?

Tsunade's heart jumped.

"Master Hashirama is really restless. He is helping the villagers build houses again. You are lucky. Although it is only outside, you don't have to worry about having no place to live."

The yellow-faced man said to the refugees. Since the news spread more and more, more and more people came to the Hidden Rain Village, and the first thing to bear the brunt is the accommodation and food problems.

After the latter confiscated the private property of those high-level officials and the resource reserves of Yuyin, the food problem was temporarily solved. In addition to the relief food, all villagers were required to accept tasks and exchange them with points.

The former was much simpler...

"Hashirama? Is it Hashirama Senju?"

Tsunade asked hurriedly, looking at the townhouses standing in the distance.

"Yes, I heard that the God summoned the first generation of Hokage to punish the unkind and unjust Konoha, and then stayed by his side."

The yellow-faced man said with relief, and the others also looked angry.

When Hanzo went to war with the Iron Country for resources, they thought it was for the good of the village, but when Konoha attacked the Rain Country, they felt that the Fire Country was not a good person!

Tsunade did not refute, because there was no point. After all these years of war, she had already seen through human nature.

"You go first, I'll go take a look."

Tsunade said and moved towards the wooden house that was still rising.

Although she was excited, she moved very slowly. She didn't want to cause unnecessary trouble. At least before she met Nanaya, she didn't want to fail.

Soon, Tsunade came to the wooden house, where countless villagers were watching excitedly.

Hidden among the villagers, Tsunade was also excited!

Hashirama Senju!

Mito Uzumaki!

Two of her closest and most unforgettable relatives!

Nanaya actually resurrected them too!

At this moment, Tsunade's definition of life and death began to blur, but at the same time, she was more worried about Nanaya's state.

A reincarnation that does not require living sacrifices...

Tsunade resisted the urge to rush up, and after a reluctant look, she left the crowd and walked towards the Hidden Rain Village.

"Mito, what are you looking at?"

Hashirama, who had completed the task according to the building blueprint, looked relieved, and turned around to see Mito looking at the crowd.

"I think I've reached Tsunade. There was a figure that looked very similar just now."

"Tsunade?"

Hashirama quickly scanned the crowd, and then gave up, because in his memory, Tsunade was still the image of a little baby holding a handful of money.

Mito retracted her gaze. She just accidentally glimpsed a back figure, and the golden hair was a little bright, so she was a little suspicious, but when she wanted to confirm, she was blocked by the crowd and couldn't find anyone.

"Maybe I saw it wrong, where are we going next?"

"We have to build another housing area. There are too many refugees coming here recently, and we have to give them a place to shelter from the wind and rain."

Hashirama had said before that he would not help Nanaya, but he did not refuse the mission that helped the refugees survive. His ideal was peace in the ninja world. After his resurrection, he did not look at these refugees from the "enemy country" who were just trying to survive with tinted glasses.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

The newly cast bronze bell in the Hidden Rain Village was struck.

Everyone was stunned, and then the surrounding villagers were instantly excited and ran towards the village.

"Has it started early? Let's go and take a look."

Hashirama stared at the direction of the village.

...

"Sir, the records have been sorted out. There is no relevant registration for Nagato and Yahiko you mentioned, but there is one for Konan."

The filthy ninja in charge of the registration reported truthfully.

Nanaya, who was pretending to be a Taoist master with his eyes closed, suddenly opened his eyes!

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