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Chapter 78: The Medic of the Wild!
Chapter 78: The Medic of the Wild!
In the days that followed, while Hidden Leaf Village and Hidden Sand Village were in a tense standoff, the Land of Rivers remained a peaceful oasis.
This was primarily because the Land of Rivers had little strategic value. It was mostly rivers, and even the islands were plagued by severe soil erosion, making farming nearly impossible.
As for using this area as a detour to invade the Land of Fire?
It wasn't impossible, but it would be a suicide mission on a large scale. The logistics of moving a large force through such terrain were simply unfeasible.
Given this situation, it was no surprise that the Land of Rivers remained calm.
If it were just Hidden Leaf Village versus Hidden Sand Village, Hidden Leaf Village could easily crush the opposition. However, the problem was that the Hidden Rock Village had joined the fray.
After Hidden Sand Village had cleared out the southwestern border outposts, the Hidden Rock Village had also invaded the northern part of the Land of Fire through the Land of Grass. What was once a one-on-one confrontation had turned into a free-for-all.
The Hidden Rock Village's involvement signaled a significant shift. This was no longer just a war between hidden villages; it was the Great Shinobi War.
With three of the Five Great Shinobi Villages now engaged, the other two, the Hidden Cloud Village and Hidden Mist Village, would not be far behind.
Thus, even though the Hidden Cloud Village and Hidden Mist Village had yet to enter the conflict, Hidden Leaf Village had to bolster its defenses along the borders.
The geographical advantage of being at the center of the shinobi world turned into a disadvantage during war. With multiple fronts to defend, even though Hidden Leaf Village was the strongest of the Five Great Shinobi Villages, it was now at a disadvantage against Hidden Sand Village.
The enemy was throwing everything they had, while Hidden Leaf Village could only deploy a fraction of its forces. It was no wonder they were on the back foot.
However, these developments had little immediate impact on the Hidden Leaf Village team in the Land of Rivers.
Since they were needed to protect the poisoned and injured, they were not recalled and were given a long-term mission.
Brilliant!
This meant their team was essentially on "paid leave."
Of course, this was only possible because the major forces were in a strategic standoff and had not yet engaged in full-scale combat. Otherwise, their team would not be idle.
Now, you understand why Douhei didn't immediately heal the poisoned injured. Besides not wanting to reveal his medical abilities, he also needed the injured to be there to encounter such a fortunate situation.
Every day, Douhei would sit by the river and fish until late at night.
As the strongest member of the team (since Shorin was injured and poisoned), he naturally enjoyed certain privileges, and no one disturbed him.
In the past, Douhei had been annoyed by those with privileges. But when he got to enjoy them himself, it was a different story.
It was truly delicious!
Yes, he was a hypocrite.
Today, he came to his "exclusive" fishing spot as usual.
If you looked closely, you could see a flicker of red and green in his eyes. This wasn't colored contacts but the lingering effects of natural energy and Hashirama's cells.
During this time, Douhei could feel his chakra surging wildly. Someone else would have been overwhelmed long ago.
Every day, his physical strength, chakra, and fire affinity continued to improve, seemingly without end.
"Big brother, thank you. This is our gift!"
Several half-naked children timidly approached, holding out a pink "shell" that had been polished countless times.
They were the residents of the small island where Douhei and his team were temporarily staying.
This was the current state of the Land of Rivers. Despite the poor soil, they could grow some "beans" and catch food from the river, barely surviving.
That is, if they weren't robbed!
Thieves, ninjas, and desperate refugees were constant threats.
The oldest resident on the island was only in his thirties, and everyone was so thin they looked like skeletons, living in a hellish existence.
They were grateful to Douhei because he had defeated the riverbank bandits. These bandits would come every year to "collect taxes," and even after paying, many would still starve to death.
Now that the bandits were defeated, no one would starve this year.
"..."
Looking into their pure eyes, Douhei turned his gaze to the river.
He wasn't a saint. While he wouldn't help just because of their plight, he still had a sense of baseline morality and compassion.
The more he witnessed the grim reality of the shinobi world, the more he understood why the Five Great Shinobi Villages were able to attract people to join them.
At the very least, one could live like a human being within the villages.
Outside the villages, it was nearly impossible to live like a human.
A few children, seeing that Tang Ping was ignoring them, carefully placed their shells down and left to start working.
Yes, even at just a few years old, they had to labor, using sticks or their hands to loosen the soil and remove weeds.
Death and hunger were the main themes of the shinobi world.
"Forget it, let those do-gooders worry about it!"
Tang Ping retracted his gaze and then opened his palm.
He wasn't wearing the Flame Fist!
But a flicker of flame appeared out of nowhere, transforming into various shapes in his palm as if it had a life of its own.
Chakra control!
This was a method to train.
The countless fanfictions he had read before his transmigration were not in vain. They provided him with training ideas that were far more useful than what he could come up with on his own.
Thanks to this method, his chakra control had steadily improved.
In the evening.
A plump figure dashed to the river, shouting as they ran.
"Quick, get back, someone's coming!"
Hearing this, Tang Ping furrowed his brow.
If possible, he would prefer to stay in the Land of Rivers until the Great Shinobi War ended.
For someone to come after only about a month was a bit too hasty, wasn't it?
Curious about who Konoha would send, he stood up.
"Let's go see!"
He didn't ask who was coming; if Honda Taka knew, he would have said something.
Soon, Tang Ping arrived at the cave that had been temporarily converted into a 'hospital.'
It was filled with dozens of injured people.
Several genin were tending to them.
As for the logistics personnel, they had left halfway.
The Sand shinobi wouldn't target them, so there was no need to worry about their safety.
A young woman stood inside the cave.
She wore a white nun's habit, round glasses, and her light brown shoulder-length hair fell gracefully. Her demeanor was gentle.
"I am the medical ninja, Yamanaka Noriko. Thanks to your intervention, Tang Ping, the poison didn't spread further!"
She introduced herself.
Yamanaka Noriko!
This name was obscure.
If Tang Ping weren't a transmigrator, he might not have known who she was.
But as a transmigrator, he was well aware of her identity.
A Root elite!
Her real identity was that of a Root elite spy.
Of course, her medical ninjutsu was top-notch, even among Root, so her cover as a medical ninja was flawless.
The key was her gentle demeanor; no one would suspect that she was a Root member.
"Unfortunately, my abilities are limited, and I can't remove the poison!"
Tang Ping feigned sadness, indicating that he couldn't cure the poison afflicting his fellow villagers.
Life is a stage, and acting is the key!
Who isn't an actor? His acting skills were certainly better than those of the young idols he had seen before his transmigration.
"You've done an excellent job. The rest is up to me!"
Yamanaka Noriko smiled gently, dismissing Tang Ping's self-blame. She had the air of a caring older sister, her tone and expression perfectly controlled.
But Tang Ping knew that her presence here was definitely related to him.
Her arrival also meant one thing.
The 'vacation' was almost over!
With her medical skills, removing the poison from the Sand shinobi would be no problem.
So, Tang Ping decided to make a final push.
No matter what, he needed to master Sage Mode before getting caught up in the Great Shinobi War.
Two days later.
While Yamanaka Noriko was busy creating antidotes, Tang Ping took on a 'reconnaissance' mission and headed to a distant, desolate island.
Sage Mode, here I come!
(End of Chapter)
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