Red sand dust

Iwagakure temporarily retreated, and the Sand Ninja did not advance, leaving a large open space on the front line of the dispute between the two villages.

Although there are only some abandoned settlements and military bases left, and there are few people, there are still many spies coming and going.

In a slightly remote and secret place, Daimaru sat on the floating puppet ghost, stretched out the star puppet string with both hands, and controlled a burly figure wearing an Iwa Ninja forehead protector not far away.

The combination of extremely strong mental power and the life energy provided by the possessed White Zetsu clone helped the Iwa ninja, whose name he didn't even know, to resist the natural energy Daimaru injected into his body.

A few minutes later, the skin all over his body became abnormally rosy, with veins popping out from his forehead. The big man was trembling instinctively, and various strange organs and tissues kept popping up on his body. Finally, a large number of bone spurs proliferated and pierced the skin, turning into a white-bone hedgehog. Rupture stopped breathing.

"Failed again!"

Daimaru sighed regretfully, took out the record book from his ninja bag, and recorded the results.

"The physical difference of a ninja has little to do with the changes after absorbing natural energy. It is only related to the natural energy components absorbed from the outside world! After its own will is erased, its ability to resist natural energy will become very poor..."

External forces can help, but if you can't do it yourself, or if you don't resist, it's useless.

During this time, Daimaru captured many unlucky Iwa Ninjas, who made great contributions to Daimaru's experiments with the characteristics of natural energy.

Of course, so far, no one has survived.

Among them, the most people died due to petrification, vaporization, or hydration of parts of their bodies; the second was those who became madmen and died in a rage; the least people died due to inexplicable deformation of the whole body and failure of important organs.

Using Ukon cells to parasitize and connect two Iwa ninjas together at the same time actually strengthened their ability to withstand natural energy, and the magnitude of the enhancement was very large.

It's not without reason that Shima Sennin and Fukasaku Sennin can be integrated on Jiraiya's shoulders, and their strength is greatly improved by complementing each other.

If the immortal mode is too difficult to achieve, using many puppets to build a super-qualified "stitch monster" may bring surprises.

Of course, this less than ethical approach is dangerous.

In essence, Daimaru is not trying to create a powerful sage-mode puppet, but to strengthen his control over natural energy.

After many attempts, the ultimate goal is to create a safe "pendant puppet" and integrate it with Daimaru to a limited extent, improve strength and understand the sage mode.

"With so many victims, although there are some gains, it is still not enough..."

Daimaru stood up and waved his hand. A giant chameleon hidden behind the yellow sand opened its mouth, stretched out its flexible tongue, and rolled the Iwa nin who fell on the ground in a strange shape into his mouth. He chewed it for a few times before swallowing it. Go down.

Destroying corpses and eradicating traces should not be done carelessly. It would be troublesome if such a weird corpse was discovered by someone and linked to Daimaru.

You must avoid being suspected of being involved in forbidden arts that go against ethics, otherwise your hard-earned reputation in Sunagakure Village will be completely ruined.

It is the duty of the Sand Ninja to kill the mortal enemies of the Iwa Ninja, but to torture them to death after being captured is because they have a sinister nature and do not care about human life.

You can be the mortal enemy of Iwa Ninja, but you cannot be the mortal enemy of mankind. Killing is an unaccepted evil act against humanity and will be despised by everyone.

"Verify two more major issues and let's end it!" Such behavior tests one's character too much..."

People who are not purely evil in nature cannot do bad things as a matter of course.

As a group of ninjas, killing is unavoidable, but the level of professionalism is limited to finding excuses for wielding the butcher knife.

Falling down always starts from small things, Daimaru thought it would be better to avoid such things as much as possible.

…

Daimaru, who had been out patrolling and investigating for two days and one night, successfully returned to the northern fortress, and unexpectedly saw Saya, Shanai and Shiro's team on duty on the city wall.

"Why are you here?"

Now that they have met, Daimaru does not shy away from saying hello.

"Routine garrison mission!"

Miss Saya answered concisely and concisely.

"oh?"

Daimaru figured it out after thinking for a moment,

"The village has judged that the conflict with the Iwa ninja has come to an end, so the routine garrison of the genin team has been restarted..."

In principle, genin will not go to the front line unless it is particularly critical.

Low-intensity border conflicts help genin feel the atmosphere of the battlefield.

But just like not long ago, a tense situation seemed to break out at the slightest disagreement, and inexperienced genin went to the battlefield. Apart from increasing the number of casualties, they could not have any obvious positive effect.

"You...have gained such a great reputation recently!"

Miss Saya said nonchalantly,

"As soon as he was promoted to Jonin, he made great achievements. All the children in the village who played ninja games knew the name of 'Red Sand'! Even the news of the birth of Gaara, a Jonin who was less than fourteen years old, was suppressed. Go down..."

"Is this happening?"

Daimaru rubbed his chin awkwardly, but couldn't help but have a proud smile on his face.

He clearly wanted to support Gaara in his rise to power, but he spared no effort to advise his brother-in-law, but he accidentally destroyed his chance to become famous!

Shanai on the side had a complicated look on his face:

"You may say you don't care, but in fact, you must be happy in your heart..."

Miss Saya waved her hand to stop her sister's sour chattering, and said to Daimaru:

"I haven't seen you for a while, and I want to ask you some questions..."

"What?"

Shanai couldn't help but rushed to say:

"The business of the Puppet Workshop is getting better and better. You use the profits to pay off your debts. Why don't you share the dividends with your sister? The money you make does not belong to you alone..."

"this……"

Daimaru's smile froze, and he didn't know how to explain it.

Realizing that several people wanted to say something private, Zi Luo said hello sensibly and left.

"Let's not talk about these little things for now, Daimaru..."

Miss Saya, who didn't take a little "little money" seriously, actually had other concerns.

"You hired Shanai as a temporary manager. As long as it's business, I have nothing to do with it. But recently, I heard some bad trends from her..."

"What do you mean?"

Daimaru frowned. As a big boss, why had he never heard of it?

"It's the problem of those intern apprentices..."

Shanai said angrily,

"It took a lot of effort to train them to the point where they can be used reluctantly, but they actually want to leave the workshop. They are all a bunch of ignorant, ungrateful villains!"

"You mean, my workshop has been 'poached'?"

Daimaru was stunned. He really didn't expect that those apprentices who had caught him easily would also be taken aback by others.