The three generations of the people were exhausted and fell into a deep coma after giving the order to let Danzo and his group go.

The barbarians around panicked.

"Boss!"

"Damn it! What should we do now, Brother Tomoi?"

The cloud ninjas, whose skin was basically slightly dark, were immediately anxious. The Raikage had never been injured except for the scar on his chest that he had made himself.

Not to mention the current injury that could be fatal to ordinary people.

"What are you panicking about!"

Tomoi suppressed his panic and pretended to be calm. In fact, he was more helpless than anyone else, but as someone who had followed the Raikage for many years, he had learned something and knew that he had to stabilize the morale of the army.

"Get out of the way! Go on guard!"

He violently dispersed the barbarians surrounding the Third Generation Rai, and asked the medical ninja who had been beside the Third Generation Rai with a slightly trembling voice.

"What's going on?"

"The situation is very bad. I'm trying my best to stabilize it. I need more equipment, blood, and a clean environment!"

The calm tone of the medical ninja was trembling.

"Okay, okay, I'll satisfy you in everything! We must save the boss!"

"I'll return to the village as soon as the situation improves."

Tomoi tried his best to control his teeth so that they wouldn't tremble.

He patted his cheeks, forced himself to calm down, pulled over a perceptive cloud ninja, and whispered in his ear.

"Notify the village and ask them to take back all the spies from the Land of Earth and strengthen our defense along the southern coast... and inform the boss of the situation!"

After saying this, Tomoi let go of his hand and turned around and shouted:

"Sealing Squad! Where is the Sealing Squad?"

Several Cloud Ninjas carrying large scrolls quickly ran to Tomoi.

"Eight-Tails?"

Several ninjas from the Sealing Squad looked at each other, and the older Cloud Ninja stepped forward and whispered in Tomoi's ear:

"My lord, the Eight-Tails seems to be... dead and has been dissipating. We sealed the upper body of the Eight-Tails, but it has all turned into unconscious tailed beast chakra..."

Tomoi covered the mouth of the Sealing Ninja.

His eyes were wide open and bloodshot, and he growled hideously.

"Shut your mouth! Keep it secret! If the news is leaked! You will be the first to die!!"

The ninjas of the Sealing Squad nodded one after another. They also understood the importance of this matter. If the outside world knew that the Eight-Tails had died, the spies who had sneaked into the Land of Lightning would be able to form a small village.

Not only would they want to compete for the Eight-Tails that had been resurrected after many years, but it would also make some big countries have dangerous ideas. Attacking the War Madman seemed irrational, but without the Raikage and the Eight-Tails, it was tempting!

"Master Tomoi! Master Raikage's blood type is O-type. Let the O-type blood team members come over!"

The medical ninja behind him was shouting, and Tomoi put his hand covering the Sealed Cloud Ninja.

"Hear me, all the O-type blood people come forward!"

...

"Master Danzo, please persuade Master Takahashi Yong! The supplies have almost been eaten up!"

Yamanaka Arashi said bitterly to Danzo in the tent.

"Don't let the soldiers eat enough? What's the logic? If there are no supplies, just go find wild beasts or go to the nearest town to buy them. Do I have to teach you this? Arashi."

Danzo's eyes were always on the documents on the table, and he answered Yamanaka Arashi's question without raising his head.

Yamanaka Arashi, Danzo's trusted general, is proficient in spiritual secret arts. Although he is a member of the Yamanaka clan, he has orange hair that is different from the common yellow hair of the Yamanaka clan. He is old-fashioned and very strict in dealing with tasks, and is highly valued by Danzo.

Now hearing Danzo's answer, his serious mouth corners couldn't help twitching.

"All you said, I counted them into the supplies. If Lord Takahashi Yong continues to eat, our camp won't have to open fire tomorrow."

Danzo finally raised his head that had been hanging down, looked at Yamanaka Arashi, and said with some surprise:

"How did Mitomon Yan solve this matter in the battlefield of the Wind Country?"

"Uh... I haven't seen any records about this in the report." Yamanaka Arashi also answered in surprise.

Danzo's face turned completely black.

"Asshole! Yan is going backwards as he grows older. No wonder Takahashi Yong refused to obey orders in the Wind Country battlefield and punched him, leaving him lying down for two months."

"Let people fight on an empty stomach? Is this something a human can do?"

"You still have the nerve to write to me and cry about it! I will definitely report him when I go back!"

Danzo threw the document in his hand fiercely.

On the table, all he could think of was Takahashi Yong lying on the ground, ‘scolding’ the Cloud Ninja with his seriously injured body.

“It seems that Sarutobi was deceived by that Mitomon En! Old fool!”

Shimura Danzo squinted his eyes and said in a low voice. His personality made him believe only what he saw, and the document in his hand was also a mission report about Takahashi Yong.

Looking at the dangerous mission recorded in the document, even Danzo couldn’t help but sigh that Takahashi Yong was really a ‘fire will inheritor! ’

Danzo turned his head and gave an order to Yamanaka Arashi.

“Arashi! You go and form an elite team, take a few ninjas who are friendly to sealing techniques, go to a town or village farther away, and make sure to ensure the food supply of the camp!”

“Yes!”

Yamanaka Arashi took the order swiftly, lifted the curtain of the tent, and walked out.

At the entrance of the camp.

Takahashi Yong swallowed a big mouthful of white rice, and the white smoke on his body finally dissipated, and his body finally stopped sending hunger signals.

All the wounds on his body were closed and scabbed, and Takahashi Yong expected that the minor injuries would recover in a few days.

As for the penetrating wound on the right chest and the scar caused by the black lightning, it might take two weeks? Half a month? to heal after ensuring the supply of nutrition.

Takahashi Yong reached out and touched the hideous scar, and he was also afraid.

It was not that both sides did not want to attack the fatal parts such as the head and heart, but both sides would fine-tune their bodies to ensure that their attacks could hit the other side while using relatively insignificant parts to meet the other side's attacks.

Bang.

A huge wild boar was thrown at the entrance of the camp, and there was a sharp knife wound on the wild boar's neck.

"Yo, you have worked hard, my Lord White Fang!"

Takahashi Yong said to Hatake Sakumo, who was panting slightly.

"It's not that Lord Takahashi Yong has worked hard, I just ran a little further."

Hatake Sakumo, who came from a samurai family, was led astray by Takahashi Yong for a while, and his words became teasing.

"Ahem..."

Takahashi Yong didn't expect that Sakumo, a serious man with thick eyebrows and big eyes, would also start joking.

"Thank you for your hard work, Sakumo. I'm full."

"Ah~~"

Sakumo didn't have time to react.

Several Konoha ninjas who were helping to cook fell to the ground and groaned. Even if they only cooked the food and sprinkled a little salt, it would be a test for the ninjas to keep up with Takahashi Yong's speed of devouring.

Takahashi Yong scratched his head and smiled at Sakumo embarrassedly.

"Thank you for your hard work too."

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