People In Konoha, Starting From Apprentice Uchiha Madara

Chapter 12

If you ask the first batch of students at Konoha Shinobi School where to find the Uchiha family?

They will all point to the new dumpling shop in the middle of the village, where there will always be a group of dumpling fans who love dumplings.

The fact is also true.

Every time when school ends at noon since the beginning of school, the three small group fans will walk straight to the dumpling shop for a delicious meal and then return to the family area. This scene is remembered by many people who pay attention to Uchiha.

Playing Uchiha is roughly equivalent to the stereotyped influence of dumplings.

After all, who can refuse the temptation of stringing.

With his cheeks bulging, Zhili’s movements in his hands came to a halt, and he looked at Lu Sheng, who suddenly dropped the dumpling and rushed out of the shop.

The mirror sitting inside swallowed the balls, turned around and looked around and hesitated, “Is this an escape?”

“No.” Zhili said with a smile when he noticed something, and gave him a painless way by the way, “How could Lu Sheng escape the order?”

The owner of the dumpling shop stopped the action in his hand and looked at the two squabbles with a smile.

Lu Sheng, who ran out, turned Madara around.

The lazy mirror immediately sat down carefully, looking at the series of five-color dumplings placed on the table.

With the idol by his side, he has to be ten times more energetic to show his best side.

Zhili maintained his usual posture, chewing slowly, and continued to eat the dumplings.

Madara, who walked into the store, wanted to try to say hello to them. When she suddenly remembered the little girl who had fallen down with Hashirama on the street, her panicked eyes had no choice but to nod her head.

Lu Sheng, who was sitting beside him carelessly, shouted to the boss: “Uncle, let’s have another copy of all the dumplings I ordered just now!”

“Yo!”

The man with a headscarf behind the counter made a no-problem gesture, raised the curtain and walked into the kitchen to get busy.

The slightly cool dumpling entered his throat, Lu Sheng felt that this feeling was just right, and said softly, “Why did the teacher come out of the entrusting building alone?”

“That location should be called the Hokage Building.”

Madara corrected the erroneous statement, looked at the furnishings in the shop, and sensed that he was looking for the best combat point around.

When the steaming dumpling was placed in front of him, it suddenly turned out to be at peace.

He calmly picked up the three-color balls and swallowed them. The sweet mouth suppressed the sorrow and sorrow in his heart, and he let out a long sigh of relief.

“Where is Hokage?” Lu Sheng asked unwillingly, knowing the result.

“It’s an anonymous vote.”

It’s voting.

The Uchiha clan is definitely the weaker side. The Senju clan has much more connections than Uchiha, and Madara’s political acumen can’t play with Tobirama.

“Here are Konoha’s newly established departments to see?”

After destroying the dumplings in front of him, Madara wiped the palms of her hands and the corners of her mouth stained with sauce, and took out a small stack of documents and said.

Lu Sheng took it, and after reading it carefully, he found that it was similar to the previous life.

Under his early advice on Madara, Konoha paid special attention to the medical department, which far exceeded the strength of the previous time and space.

The group is the most; medical emergency class, corpse treatment class, veterinary training class, drug research and development class, and pill research class.

And there are two more departments, the Enchantment Seal Department and the Land Planning Department.

It should be added by Tobirama, who invented a large number of Forbidden Techniques, he will inevitably attach importance to the seal technique like ghosts.

“Which department will the Uchiha clan be in?”

Lu Sheng’s question caused Jing and Zhili to move their bodies quietly, and listened carefully with their ears pricked up.

“Police Department.” Madara replied without hesitation.

“Refuse.”

“Ah! What? The police department has a lot of power as soon as it hears it.” Jing hurriedly stood up, almost tripped over a stool, and said very anxiously.

The atmosphere fell into silence.

Zhili retracted his hand from the deadlock in the air and clenched it into a fist under his sleeve.

Lu Sheng clearly saw that the bright pupils under Zifa had ignited flames, and could not help but mourn for a few seconds for the mirror.

Madara rolled her eyes, the agitated junior, looking at the disciple beside her, waiting for his answer.

“Before the village was formed, who in the clan was most likely to be criticized by the clan members.”

“It is the person in charge of the security and punishment of the clan.”

Madara gave the answer in his mind. He already understood that this department seems to have a high level of authority, and its power can be compared with Anbu, but it is actually a hot potato.

The grievances from various aspects of domestic law enforcement cannot be easily settled.

“It can be divided into four parts, Uchiha, Hyuga, other families and civilian ninjas.” Close the file, Lu Sheng gave his own answer.

The forces of the four parties check and balance each other, and the Uchiha clan alone can no longer carry this scapegoat.

“The Uchiha clan can also join the interrogation department.” Lu Sheng stared at the mirror unmovingly, sitting obediently on the side of the mirror, “Sharingan’s unique illusion ability can be used to gather information.”

Madara nodded in agreement, feeling a little hungry, and then raised her voice: “Boss, here are some more dumplings.”

“Please wait!” The boss’s busy voice came from behind the curtain.

“Teacher, can peace really last like this?”

The question from the soul made him tremble, and his heart was full of entanglements.

On the one hand, it is the content recorded on the stone tablet, on the other hand, the dream from childhood is realized before my eyes.

But there are still some words behind the stele that are a little fuzzy, and he should be able to see clearly when his pupil power rises one step later.

Madara, who has seen all kinds of human darkness, shook her head. The Uchiha clan is a beloved clan, too sensitive to the dark side.

At the meeting just now, he had personally seen the sordidness among the families, and there were too few people like Hashirama who were stupid and hopeful for peace.

Not to mention the hidden villages that are now being formed outside of the country of fire.

It’s not just a collection of interests gathered to resist the newly formed Konoha.

When Lu Sheng saw Madara’s expression change, it turned out that Madara already knew the answer, so he couldn’t help but suggest: “How about catching the tail beast? Other hidden villages will definitely have ideas about them after they are established.”

Zhiri and Mirror on the table next door were surprised by the genius thoughts of their companions.

Tailed beast!

That is comparable to the existence of natural disasters.

Wait a moment, their patriarch seems to be a humanoid natural disaster.

“Tailed beast?!”

Madara’s left eye gleamed, and the explosive momentum on her body made her long hair dance without wind, and her hidden right eye was exposed in the air full of fighting spirit.

Now you can fight with Hashirama again, catching them casually can bring stability to the world, and the blood that has been missing for a long time begins to boil.

good idea.

Madara suddenly wanted to touch his disciple’s hair as a sign of encouragement, but after thinking about the crowds now, she pressed the right hand that she wanted to raise.

In this case, fighting with the tail beast, his pupil power should rise to a higher level, and he will be able to see all the blurry handwriting behind the stone tablet.

“Dumplings are here!~”

The boss’s melodious tone made him come back from the imaginary world. Eternal Mangekyō Sharingan appeared in his eyes, controlling the intensity and making contact at the moment the boss raised his head.

Lu Sheng, who was holding the dumplings from Madara’s plate, looked at the gorgeous pattern of Mangekyō, his eyes a little dull.

The use of Mangekyō on civilians is eternal.

You are there, Mrs. Madara.

Even ordinary three-hook jade is enough to erase memory.

Madara seemed to see his thoughts, and explained lightly: “Tobirama is an existence not to be underestimated.”

“…”

Lu Sheng shrugged while facing the dumbfounded mirror, supporting the desktop with his hands and relaxing Chiri, but Tobirama was indeed worthy of such an evaluation.

The boss, whose eyes were somewhat blurred, came to his senses, rubbed his eyes, and said apologetically: “I’m sorry! I’m a little distracted.”

“It’s okay, please pay more attention to your body.” Madara, who was chewing the dumplings, comforted her understandingly. “How are you at school today?”

Lu Sheng stared at the excited mirror and motioned for him to answer.

“It is the fire core elder who is instructing our physical skills today!”

Facing the idol’s question, Kagami stood up straight and answered respectfully.

“Well, don’t be so nervous.” Madara stood up and gently pressed the mirror back to the seat. “You have to come on, I have to leave beforehand.”

He walked slowly outside holding the plate, and secretly said in his heart: “The taste of this dumpling must be tasted by Hashirama, Tobirama? Let him watch it.”

Holding the silver pair that Madara gave, Lu Sheng looked at the mirror that was already crying, and shook his head helplessly to Zhili and said in a low voice: “Let him be more happy.”

Zhili, whose anger had disappeared, held his cheeks, purple hair scattered on the tabletop like a waterfall, quietly looking at the ceiling and whispering: “My lord’s world, it’s really troublesome.”