Red sand dust

Since childhood, Daimaru's behavior has changed a lot.

From an outsider's perspective, this may be due to the fact that one's mind becomes more mature as one ages.

In fact, only you know that it is all an illusion.

When I was young, my body couldn't bear the powerful spirit, so I sealed part of it for self-protection. Along with the memory and spiritual power hidden in the depths of my mind, there was also an incomplete self-control.

In life, there are always various constraints. In the past, Daimaru was very slow to respond to this aspect. He only followed his temper and did things that satisfied his own preferences.

Even if the forgotten mental power was later recovered, the habits formed over the years had already left a deep imprint on the soul.

After replenishing himself and eliminating hidden dangers, Daimaru is still the same guy who goes his own way, but he has become better at hiding his nature and concealing his true purpose.

You can shamelessly ask the girl you like to give you a child, or you can pretend to recite a few love poems. Which one you choose depends on your mood.

To beat him up and rely on Temari is just a matter of interest, not worth mentioning.

"The blame for throwing the lizard on me hasn't been settled yet. I was just retaliating for your offense. Why should I be held responsible?"

Temari laughed angrily and said,

"Also, maybe my few punches will make you more pleasing to the eye..."

"Who can say for sure what has never happened?"

Daimaru shrugged nonchalantly,

“How can the face of my dignified uncle ‘Red Sand Dust’ be easily humiliated?”

Temari couldn't help but twitch the corner of her mouth after hearing such shameless words. She wanted to punch her big, flat face, but considering that she couldn't beat him, she had to restrain herself.

"Why didn't you say anything? Then I'll take it as your acquiescence..."

"Bah! What did I acquiesce to? Don't talk nonsense..."

Temari spat softly and shouted louder.

"Calm down, we are the big names at the forefront of rumors. If someone sees you like this, some 'story' might come out, like 'Thousands of miles to find a husband to catch an adulterer, only to be thrown into chaos' or something like that. It's too ugly. Already..."

"Who was abandoned in the end, you big fool..."

Temari was about to retort when Daimaru pulled her back.

"keep your voice down……"

Daiwan made a silent gesture and looked at his feet with some joy.

"I'm lucky today, I can get extra food later..."

As Daimaru spoke, he casually threw a puppet bait that looked like a seal and looked like a surfboard from below into the sea.

After a while, a ferocious giant shark with a mouth full of fangs sprang out from the bottom of the water and bit into the puppet bait. The bite did not destroy the puppet, but broke several fangs.

Sensing that something was wrong, the giant shark was about to flee, but Daimaru grabbed its tail, swung it around, and slammed it onto the sea, causing splashes all over the sky.

Anyone with a little bit of common sense knows that when the speed reaches a certain level, the damage caused by hitting the concrete floor and the water surface are actually almost the same. Control the intensity so that the shark is knocked unconscious but does not die, and the injury is not even serious.

Looking in surprise at the giant shark with a gray back and white belly that was more than three meters long in front of her, Temari asked:

"You want to eat this?"

Daimaru smiled and said:

"As long as it is alive and moving, there is nothing that cannot be eaten! It just depends on whether you can eat it and whether you dare to eat it..."

There is no endangered species protection law in the ninja world, so sharks are everywhere.

After experiencing the baptism of several industrial revolutions in previous lives, the number of creatures in the ocean, both in terms of species and quantity, is much smaller than at its peak.

The ninja world, which has not even finished the steam revolution, has not yet reached the point where it is necessary to protect wild animals.

The marine fishery has just emerged. As long as you don't go to the deep water and cast a net casually, you can always harvest some unnamed large and small fish.

There are basically no people in the southern border of the Kingdom of Wind. The civilians who go out to sea in groups of twos and threes in canoes, rafts, and small fishing boats have not yet reached the point where they can affect the living environment of marine life.

The settlement Daimaru chose was near several bays teeming with fish.

In the era of farming and animal husbandry, places with poor living conditions and limited by the natural environment could not support many people.

But in the industrial age, the power of science and technology began to show its power, industry fed back agriculture, and underproduction turned into overproduction, and everything changed.

A place where "old and young are bordered by poverty" is not necessarily synonymous with barren mountains and harsh waters.

In this desolate land, Daimaru saw in his eyes the foundation for the rise of prosperity. As long as there is fresh water and inexhaustible fishery resources in the past hundred years, a prosperous coastline economic zone can be created.

Of course, this is the grand occasion that Daimaru imagined many years later, but it is still far from it now.

Temari watched as Daimaru tied up the giant shark, summoned a puppet and a ghost, and slowly dragged the big guy floating on the sea to the shore.

"Are you going to share such a big fish with the people in the settlement?"

"Split? How is that possible!"

Daimaru sneered,

"Every bone of the shark I caught with my own hands belongs to me! This thing is full of treasures. If you want a piece of the pie, take the money!"

The settlement is not Daimaru's private property. Although it is the founder, it is nominally the public property of the village. Daimaru does not have such a high consciousness of selflessly dedicating his own things.

"It's a pity, it's just a shark. If it were a sperm whale, it would be a big profit..."

The potential of the whaling industry is astonishing. It is a basic industry that can support a large country from the steam age to the electric age. It can generate countless industrial chains from top to bottom and feed a large number of people.

If the Fourth Ninja War hadn't been just a few years ago, Daimaru might have found time to play farming games, but now, of course, he didn't have such free time.

"If I were Gaara, I would definitely share it with everyone. I can't finish it anyway..."

Temari muttered in a low voice that a large shark weighing nearly a ton could feed a large family in Sunagakure Village for a year. If it was sold and replaced with corn and wheat cakes, it would be enough for two or three years.

"So, Gaara is Kazekage, and I just want to be Kazekage's brother-in-law..."

Daimaru chuckled and said,

"It is such a noble thing to sacrifice oneself for others, please forgive me for not accompanying you!"

Doing good deeds is a good sentiment, but Daimaru is unwilling to take it upon himself as an obligation.

"When you say that, doesn't it make Gaara look a little stupid?"

Temari complained with some dissatisfaction. As she was dedicated to serving the public, she naturally neglected personal matters and had much less contact with her eldest sister.

"You misunderstood what I meant!"

Daimaru waved his hands and denied,

"It is human nature to be selfish, but it is not noble, and it is not worthy of being complacent. Gaara... is still very admirable, but I can't do it..."