Red sand dust

If there is no special talent, the side effects caused by excessive consumption of mental power can only be made up for by rest, and can only be resisted by willpower.

After being eroded by the cursed chakra for the first time, it was already very rare to not be in a coma.

After Yeme and Qian recovered a little, Daimaru looked at the two of them with a smile and said in a kind tone:

"Congratulations to both of you, you have finally passed the most difficult moment. However, it is not over yet, there will be opportunities in the future..."

"There won't be another time..."

Yemu shook his head tiredly. He had managed to hold on until now, and he even admired his own perseverance.

"If I hadn't been restrained by you, I would have almost collapsed..."

"You have to believe in yourself. Look, won't Qian be fine?"

Daimaru pointed at the tall female ninja who was in relatively good condition.

"The first time I improved my physical qualifications, the effect was the best and the most painful. It will be much better in the future..."

Yemu snorted coldly:

"I'd be a fool if I believed you again..."

"How can you doubt my integrity? I, Lord Red Sand Dust, stand upright and never disdain to lie..."

Daimaru defended himself righteously,

"Didn't you say that you are willing to endure a little pain in order to improve yourself?"

"You call this a 'little' pain?"

Yeme's eyebrows were so angry that her ponytails almost stood up.

"You stupid guy, not only are you careless, but you also seem to be mentally disturbed..."

"The first time should always have a sense of ceremony and be unforgettable. It will be fine in the future!"

Daimaru said nonchalantly, some indifferent sarcasm, just pretend that he didn't hear it.

"Once you realize how obvious your physical fitness has improved, you won't have such a big resentment..."

"If it wasn't as good as you said, I would never give up!"

The pain was so great that I lost control of my whole body. The products of metabolism in my body almost leaked out, and my whole body was still unable to move.

Such humiliation must not be ignored.

"Absolutely beyond imagination..."

Daimaru was full of promises, took out two lists from his pocket, and handed them to Yeme and Qian respectively.

"What's this?"

There were a lot of seemingly materials on it, most of which the two girls were not very familiar with.

"These are the supplies I need. You can collect them as much as you can. I can collect them in unlimited amounts. You can exchange them for money, body strengthening times, training guidance, or even ninjutsu..."

"What the hell, aren't you helping for free?"

"Well..."

Daimaru rubbed his hands in embarrassment.

"This time it's free, just as a reward for keeping my secrets and providing protection..."

"It's true that people are poor and have short ambitions..."

Yemu curled his lips, a guy who was so poor that he had lost his sense of moral integrity never forgot to make money.

"You can't say that. After all, I have taught you the 'Polarized Killing Formation'. You can't stand being stingy..."

Although he didn't pay much attention to it and just poured all the principles into Yemu, it can be regarded as a contribution to preaching and receiving karma.

After hearing Daimaru's words, Nighteye was immediately speechless.

Although it is an immature ninjutsu, it is also Daimaru's secret skill. The two occasionally discuss it and can confirm each other. Daimaru also gains a lot, but in the end, it is Nighteye who takes advantage.

"How about it? Be convinced by me! I can't be wrong. The broad-minded Lord 'Red Sand' has forgiven your rudeness..."

"I clearly lent Qian the portrait without asking for any compensation..."

"Who said no? When Qianwu discovers any secret skills, he will also give me a share. This is the agreed reward..."

"If you can't realize it, won't it be in vain?"

Yemu poked at the price on the list with his finger unconvinced.

"The price you charge for the supplies seems to be cheaper than the market price, isn't that right?"

"I just think it's normal..."

Daimaru replied,

"If you can sell it at the market price, I don't have any problem with it. The price I charge is already much more cost-effective than the meager compensation I got from handing it over to the village..."

How can one or two people earn the difference in price between buying and selling?

If you have the energy to "do business", you might as well give it to Daiwan and save some time for practice.

After all, ninjas are not businessmen, and they cannot afford to lose big because of small things.

Generally, in this case, the village centrally exchanges and collects the goods, and then buys and sells the goods in bulk, or makes them into finished ninja tools and sells them, which is just "cutting leeks" in disguise.

Whether ordinary ninjas suffer losses or losses when they come in and out depends on the conscience of the village.

Daimaru is a selfless boss. With the original intention of benefiting both parties, he gave some friendly suggestions with good intentions.

Of course……

"If you don't agree, then we have to settle the score from now on! For example, I just relieved your pain and provided you with so much vitality. In fact, it was originally dispensable. Even without my help, you We can get through this difficulty! Probably..."

Daiwanpi looked at Nighteye, who seemed a little dissatisfied, with a smile.

"It's all voluntary! Voluntary..."

As if aware of the unkindness in Daimaru's tone, Yami muttered:

"I didn't say I disagreed!"

"Great, you made the right choice!"

Daimaru said, turned to look at Qian who was thinking,

"what do you think?"

Qian flicked the paper that smelled of damp ink with his fingers and said softly:

"The price is a bit harsh, but it's not outrageous. It's basically fair, but..."

"If you have any questions, you can tell us. It doesn't hurt to discuss it..."

Qian sighed:

"The conditions you have here are not what I want..."

Daimaru and Sen's ninjutsu styles are too different. Whether it is ninjutsu or taijutsu, there is nothing to discuss.

The Wind Release Ninja Taijutsu, which is deeply imprinted with Daimaru, is difficult for others to successfully practice.

The only thing they could learn from each other was illusion. However, after Qian had obtained Daimaru's canvas for a while, he still didn't find anything, so the agreed-upon communication was naturally out of the question.

As for money, Qian Mata is not like Daimaru, who owes a large amount of foreign debt, and has no urgent need to work hard to make a lot of money.

It is even unknown whether Daimaru can afford to buy the supplies on the list.

The only thing that is attractive to him is the improvement of his physical qualifications that he has just tried.

But this cannot be done all the time. It takes a period of time to recuperate and recover, and to adapt to the improved physical strength before proceeding to the next step.

Qian's question really stumped Daimaru.

Simply asking for things is not a long-term solution. A transaction that satisfies both parties must be sustainable.

"Is there anything you want?"

"I want to get a way to improve my mental strength..."

Qian thought for a while and replied.

"this……"

Daimaru was suddenly sweating profusely.

All cultivation methods that can enhance spiritual strength are secrets that are not passed down from the Yinrun ninja families, such as the Nara family, the Yamanaka family, and Miss Saya. Not only are they born with strong spiritual strength, but their acquired growth is also extremely impressive.

"My spiritual power is innate. It was temporarily suppressed because my body couldn't bear it. Now I'm almost an adult, so I've released it..."

The opportunity for promotion is because of Kurama Yakumo. There is no need to elaborate on this matter.

"I know, but..."

Qianyun Danfeng smiled softly and said,

"I'm also a genjutsu ninja, and my perception may not be as sharp as Miss Saya, but it's not bad either.

Your spiritual power has shown a wave of explosive growth many times. The first time was after the Chunin exam; the second time was when you killed Fuga and was promoted to Chunin; the third time was when you assisted Konoha Village in chasing the four Sound Ninjas. The crowd; the fourth time was attacked by the Iwa Ninja Loess team; the latest time was a few days ago, I don’t know what the reason was..."

"Can you feel this too?"

Daimaru's heart trembled. These were the moments when Daimaru's mental fluctuations were extremely violent and his anxiety was overwhelming.

"This is more obvious, and there are several more subtle ones. I have known about your natural mental abilities for a long time, but such an effective way to improve the day after tomorrow is more effective than the secret techniques of many ninja families..."

As he spoke, Qian looked at Daimaru who didn't know how to reply.

"Don't you think emotions can easily affect the people around you? When you are happy, proud, lonely, or angry, the feelings you bring to the people around you are very different..."

"Isn't it because my personal charm is so profound that it can easily infect other people?"