Red sand dust

"This year's situation is a bit special..."

Daimaru waved his hand and signaled Yeme and Qian, who were hiding nearby to observe the performance of the target candidates, to come forward and select the people according to the list.

"Gaara, you take them around and take a look, I'll come as soon as I go..."

Although there are ninjas who come to choose apprentices every year, the number of them varies, and in extreme years there is not even one.

Daimaru doesn't really care how many people come this year, as long as he gathers the people he likes around him.

As for the "communication" with Konoha ninjas, although Gaara is not good at words, he is not unable to do this little thing badly.

"Um!"

The younger brother-in-law who was following Daimaru nodded slightly and responded.

Looking at Daimaru's leaving figure, Nara Shikamaru asked as if he had some realization:

"Is Daimaru one of the people recruiting apprentices this year?"

"It's not about recruiting apprentices..."

Gaara replied,

"The situation is a bit complicated..."

"That's it!"

It seems that this matter is not simple.

Daimaru, who leads the "communication" task with Konoha Village, is often very busy, and even leaves things to Gaara to deal with from time to time.

Although he is also a chuunin, Gaara is only a helper in the end, and the person in charge is still Daimaru.

Instead of recruiting apprentices, the target candidate can be removed in advance before other ninjas arrive. This is definitely a formal activity tacitly approved by Sunagakure Village officials, otherwise Daimaru would not be bothered to let go during the mission.

Sunagakure Village, where even the Kazekage couldn't choose, had no conditions for issuing licensed ninja qualifications, so there was only one possibility.

"Ninja selection outside of the formal assessment is either to recruit manpower for the secret department or to prepare a new department. 』

"Although he is only a chuunin, Daimaru's status in your village is extraordinary!"

The highly intelligent Nara Shikamaru asked Gaara tentatively.

Crossing his arms across his chest, he quietly watched Daimaru leading two teammates not far away, verifying the candidates one by one.

Those who were chosen were inexplicably surprised, and those who were not chosen looked disappointed.

"It is indeed better than ordinary chuunin..."

Gaara replied slowly and calmly with a magnetic voice,

"Otherwise, I wouldn't be the first to be promoted..."

It is not easy to be the first in any field.

…

Daimaru looked calmly at the thirteen anxious boys and girls in front of him, with Yeme and Qian standing behind Daimaru.

"Seven men and six women, that's a lot of people!"

Daimaru's first words when they met shocked the expectant teenagers.

"The village only gave me a maximum of ten places..."

As Daimaru spoke, he gently rubbed his chin and pretended to think deeply, which made the hearts of those who thought they had great luck twitch.

After a moment, Daimaru seemed to make up his mind and nodded:

"That's it. When the time comes, the three worst people, no, four people, will be eliminated. There must be a reserve spot..."

The plan to reduce the number of people by one-third was revealed without any hesitation.

"Just do it!"

Daimaru clapped his hands and said calmly to the young men with somewhat solemn faces,

"You were selected by me not because of your outstanding performance, but because you were lucky. You were randomly selected from the list of unlucky ones who were eliminated. Do you guys want to become ninjas?"

Daimaru Yun said with a contemptuous smile,

"Actually, to me, everyone is the same. It doesn't make much difference to replace you with the crying loser over there..."

After defeating these boys and girls who still had a little sense of superiority and joy, Daimaru continued:

"You will enter the newly formed experimental team for three months of special training. If you pass the final assessment, you will be an official ninja. Of course, there are only nine places. If you fail, get out of here and come back from wherever you are. Go, you will never have the chance to be a ninja in this life!

Don't think about quitting and looking for another opportunity. When you stand here, you have no choice. If you try to play a trick on me, I'll have plenty of ways to make you regret it. My name as ‘Red Sand Dust’ must be familiar to you too, so don’t let me find an excuse to beat you up…”

They were four or five years younger than Daimaru. They should have been trembling under Daimaru's power when they were young. Even after becoming ninjas, Daimaru was not a good person. Anyone who offended him was basically beaten severely.

"Maybe you have many questions, but I don't want to answer them now, and I don't even want to know your names. Only when you become an official ninja will you be qualified to let me remember who you are. Otherwise, our fate will be the same. It’s been three months…”

After saying that, Daimaru handed the data card in his hand to Qian beside him.

"You two, take them to the first lesson! Maybe you can't wait three months, and you will be eliminated in half a day..."

"clear!"

According to the predetermined plan, they must first be arranged to adapt to the sky.

Humans living on the ground are naturally afraid of heights.

Don’t think that your fear of heights is just because you are timid and you will get used to it after trying it a few times. This is a serious mental illness. Due to individual differences in physical constitution, some even require medication to control the condition.

With the combination of Qian's illusion skills and the night-eye polarizing killing array, the mental status of these people can be quickly identified, which can save a lot of time.

In addition, although the village only gave an official quota of ten people, this was not absolute. As long as the aerial team was successfully formed, it would definitely expand. Three quasi-ninjas who had been trained would definitely be much stronger than novices starting from scratch.

Therefore, Daimaru suggested adding three more waiting places, and the village graciously agreed after considering that the cost was still within the affordability range.

Naturally, Daimaru would not waste manpower and simply recruited all the people. Even if there were some who were not suitable, with these three months of special training, hiring them as apprentices in the "Daimaru Workshop" would definitely make a lot of money.

After arranging things, Daimaru breathed a long sigh of relief and said hello to the Chuunin teacher who was responsible for maintaining order not far away.

Soon after, three or five older ninjas selected seven or eight apprentices and left.

Before the sun set, the remaining students were waiting desperately for the arrival of the light purple-haired female ninja Shana.

"That's all?"

Anyone who can see a little bit would have been picked out long ago. If Daimaru hadn't insisted on recruiting a few apprentices, Shanai wouldn't have come. When did the dignified second lady look at these losers who obviously have no future?

After picking and choosing, Shanai reluctantly determined the places for the five apprentices, and asked for a copy of the information of the remaining people for future use, before Shanai left the place gloomily.