MM Racing Chapter 27: I must make a quick buck before I leave!
Chapter 27: I must make a quick buck before I leave!
With the Mizukage speaking personally, the matter was naturally settled, and the name Makoto Karatachi was now fully in the sights of the Kirigakure leadership.
Although they didn't know whether what Gouju Hui said was true or false, it was an indisputable fact that Gouju Cheng could use the Corpse Bone Vein.
No matter how incompetent this kid may be, his ability to replicate bloodline limits means he's destined to be more than just an ordinary ninja.
In addition, there's Yagura tangerine.
The Goji Berry family has two exceptional talents!
……
On Aquamarine Island, Makoto Gojibana's reaction to receiving the order was different from what many people expected.
He did not immediately pack his bags with ecstatic joy, nor did he show any anticipation or trepidation about the upcoming power and attention.
He remained lying in the rocking chair on the balcony, basking in the sun, drinking the fresh tea that Aoki had just delivered, looking at the transfer order stamped with Shuiying's seal, his face showing no particular expression, only clicking his tongue softly.
"I knew this old guy wouldn't let me off so easily."
He casually tossed the transfer order aside, yawned, turned over, and continued to sleep soundly.
Aoki and Hozuki Mangetsu exchanged a glance, both somewhat puzzled.
Being promoted to Jonin and recalled to the village's core members is something many ninjas dream of, so why does the captain seem... a little disgusted?
"Captain Cheng, aren't you going to make some preparations? The transfer order says to return to the village immediately..."
Aoki carefully reminded him.
"What's the rush?"
Gouju Cheng didn't even lift his eyelids.
"It's not today, but immediately. It will take time to get back to the village from Blue Island."
"Besides, I have to take over my position as the person in charge of Blue Island, inventory the supplies on the island, and handle all kinds of follow-up matters. These are important matters related to the village's logistics and supplies, and we can't be careless."
He spoke in a grand and righteous manner.
Aoki nodded repeatedly: "The captain is right, it was my oversight."
Hozuki Mangetsu's lips twitched slightly. "Why haven't I seen you so concerned about the village's logistics and supplies before?"
Surprisingly, in the following days, Gouju Chengzhen began the handover and follow-up work in a very serious and responsible manner.
He first convened a "work summary and outlook meeting" with all the garrison ninjas on the island, listened to reports on everything in detail, and gave many insightful instructions on the island's future defense, patrols, and material management.
He indicated that even after he left, Aoki and the others should strictly follow the instructions, and he would monitor the situation remotely.
After dealing with most of the matters, Makoto Kuraki stood on the shore and looked at the still-under-repairing Blue Island, saying, "Thank you for your hard work during this time. The reconstruction of Blue Island must have been quite a challenge."
"No, Captain Cheng. Although the battle that day caused considerable damage, it wasn't significant for us..."
"Aoki, look at the outer wall of this warehouse. It was damaged in the battle that day, and it has such a big crack. Why don't you repair it?"
"The beach defenses also need to keep up; we have plenty of specially made corrosion-resistant building materials in our warehouse."
"And the defensive barrier here, although the Tailed Beast Ball erupted on the southwest coast that day, as the saying goes, pulling one hair affects the whole body, the nodes in the northeast direction are also not very stable, and they need to be maintained as well."
Gouju Cheng strolled slowly along the beach with his hands behind his back, pointing and gesturing with a serious expression.
Each of these points is reasonable, after all, Water Blue Island has just experienced a major battle and does indeed need post-war repairs.
Then, with a wave of his hand, he approved the application for repair supplies at prices far exceeding those of supermarkets and stamped it with his seal.
"These are all for the village's defense; we can't skimp on them! Get them done as soon as possible!"
Aoki, unsuspecting, immediately set about contacting suppliers and purchasing.
Most of these supplies will come directly from the warehouse. As the highest-ranking person on the island, Gouju Cheng naturally has the right to allocate these supplies and control their prices. Of course, the purchase price is also determined by Gouju Cheng himself.
Yes, the purchase price is a little higher, and the selling price is a little lower.
Meat, if you just transfer it from one hand to the other, your hands will be covered in oil.
"in addition."
Makoto Koji turned around, patted Aoki on the shoulder, and said earnestly, "Aoki, after I leave, you will be the acting head of this place. It's a big responsibility."
"The safety of our brothers on the island and the guarantee of supplies are entrusted to you. If you encounter difficulties, don't try to tough it out. When you need to ask the village for help, don't hesitate. The village will never forget the hard work of our brothers who guard the frontier."
He spoke with such sincerity that he seemed like a truly caring boss.
Aoki was somewhat moved by what he heard.
"Thank you for your guidance, Captain. I will certainly live up to your expectations!"
"Full Moon, you're coming back to the village with me. I'm entrusting you with the task of keeping watch along the way and arranging the itinerary."
"……yes"
"Oh, right." As if remembering something, Makoto Karatachi suddenly looked at Mangetsu Hozuki: "I remember your sword broke during the battle earlier, right? You can keep that white-haired guy's family heirloom short sword for now."
"Captain, you've worked hard!"
"You little brat."
After making a hefty profit and filling all his storage scrolls to the brim, Makoto Goji no Makoto leisurely began packing up his personal belongings.
The boat back to the village didn't depart until early the next morning.
With a heavy heart, Makoto bid farewell to Blue Island and the guarding ninjas, and carrying Hozuki Mangetsu and several large boxes of local specialties, boarded the ship back to Kirigakure.
The boats returning to the village cleaved through the slightly gray waves, heading towards Kirigakure, a village shrouded in thick fog year-round.
The atmosphere on the ship was much more somber than when we arrived.
Hozuki Mangetsu stood at the bow of the ship, gazing at the faint outline of the land in the distance. His shark teeth were slightly exposed, his eyes were sharp, and he held in his hand the White Fang short sword that he had obtained from Hatake Kakashi.
Every now and then he would slash a couple of times.
However, judging from the way he wielded it so powerfully, he had clearly gotten to know it well enough. No wonder he was a prodigy loved by the ninja sword.
Goji Jucheng remained as lazy as ever, lying on a deck chair made of special material, covered with a thin blanket and a sun hat, seemingly asleep again.
However, if someone observes closely, they will find that his breathing rhythm is unusually steady and long, and the flow of chakra around his body also carries a restrained and harmonious feeling.
He was adjusting his breathing and also thinking.
The village's reaction was exactly what he had expected.
Old Madara promoted him to Jonin and recalled him for a review, which was both an affirmation and a form of control.
After the battle on Blue Island, it's probably impossible for him to live such a leisurely life again.
Within his clan, the Mizukage, various other families, the Anbu... countless eyes will be on him!
There's also the matter of his bloodline being exposed.
Although the clan leader and cousin were there to support them, the idea of replicating bloodline powers was still too terrifying, and there would inevitably be many troubles in the future.
"Forget it, things will work themselves out. Let's just deal with whatever comes our way."
Gouju Cheng muttered to himself, adjusted the brim of his hat to make himself more comfortable to sleep in.
The ship slowly sailed into the natural harbor of Kirigakure, which was surrounded by thick fog and cliffs.
The docks were still busy, but compared to the past, there was a sense of solemnity and heaviness.
As the saying goes, "a single hair can move the whole body," and as the fighting raged on the front lines, the atmosphere of war inevitably seeped into the village's rear. Ninjas carrying supplies hurried along, the wounded groaned as they were carried off the ships, and the air was filled with the faint smell of blood and medicine.
"Sincerity?"
Is someone calling me?
Upon hearing the shouts, Makoto Goji started to pause, subconsciously removed his hat, rubbed his eyes, and looked towards the dock.
Then, his movements paused slightly.
On the dock, a tall and slender figure stepped off another warship that had just docked and looked travel-worn, and walked towards him with a look of surprise on her face.
"Wife?!"