Konoha: Rebooting Life of a Medical Ninja

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The bright sunshine sprinkled on Yi Zhicheng's face, he opened his eyes and looked at his watch, and slept deeply for 8 hours, which was a perfect time for mental recovery.

The firepower of the hot air balloon is still strong, and looking out, the perennial billowing smoke of Craftsman Ninja Village is already above the horizon.

It seemed that the night wind had blown the hot air balloon quite far. After adjusting the wind direction of the hot air balloon, it immediately flew towards the village.

It took more than an hour to return to the craftsman's ninja village, above Fei Ji's workshop, the air valve was closed, and the hot air balloon landed slowly.

"Hi! How's the sky?" Fei Ji waved excitedly and ran over.

"Well, the morning glow is beautiful." In fact, Yi Zhicheng didn't care much about the scenery, he was looking at the ninjutsu scroll all the time, but Kong Kongyi was very happy to see the morning glow as picturesque.

"Hmm! There is nothing more beautiful than the sky!" Fei Ji nodded desperately.

"It's the ocean! The shallow sea is the most beautiful!" Kong Kongyi replied immediately.

"Who? Who's talking?" Fei Ji looked around.

"It's okay." Yi Zhicheng pressed the necklace.

"Well! Come and see, your teacher gave me the improved blueprint!" Fei Ji cheerfully pulled Yi Zhicheng to the workshop.

Yi Zhicheng saw Monzaemon's short body standing at the front of the workbench, studying the drawings in detail.

But this time he didn't shoot the arrow.

"Hey, why didn't you nail me to the wall with an arrow?" Monzaemon smiled happily.

"It's just a clone, a waste of energy." Yi Zhicheng also stood in front of the workbench, looking at the blueprint of the plane.

"How about it? I changed the transmission device and added a support structure, so that the weight of the fuselage can be reduced by using thinner materials, and the curvature of the blades is changed to be more in line with wind dynamics." Monzaemon With his hands behind his back, he was extremely proud, as if he had really become a senior mechanical master.

"Well, except the power system is perfect." Yi Zhicheng nodded.

"Hey, I won't get involved in the power system. A new generation replaces an old one. The apprentice surpasses the master. The internal combustion engine you mentioned yesterday is quite powerful just by hearing the name." Monzaemon chuckled.

"I can only provide a rough idea, and the specific design still depends on the teacher." Yi Zhicheng picked up the pen on the table and began to draw sketches.

He only has a little understanding of the principle of the piston internal combustion engine, and the sketches he drew are even more imaginative, but Monzaemon actually understands it!

"Hmm...Using the pressure generated by the heat to push the piston to reciprocate, and then drive the crankshaft and connecting rod to rotate. It's a good idea. I'll say you're a genius!" Monzaemon nodded in agreement.

"It's all well taught by the teacher." Yi Zhicheng said modestly.

"Where, where..."

The two are as harmonious as a master and apprentice.

"Yeah, don't you reconcile now! There is nothing you can't say between master and apprentice." Fei Ji also smiled, she and Ben didn't know how deep the hatred between the two was.

"However, in terms of energy, it still depends on your generosity... The teacher has given you all the collections of the past few decades." Monzaemon looked at Yi Zhicheng with a smirk.

"It's natural." Yi Zhicheng also generously took out the fire-sealing energy-gathering board made yesterday and put it on the table.

"Help together?" Monzaemon asked back.

"No, there are other things." Yi Zhicheng shook his head.

He is not Richard Jordan Gatling, obviously a doctor, but went to invent the machine gun.

"Ah... where are you going?" Fei Ji looked at Yi Zhicheng with some disappointment.

"Tell me about the Artisan God Conference in your village." Yi Zhicheng didn't answer directly.

"The God of Craftsman Conference? It is held every 3-5 years. All craftsmen show their most perfect works. Those who can be judged as the greatest creations by the judges can be called Gods of Craftsman. My grandfather was young. Time is the most powerful craftsman!" Fei Ji was a little proud.

"Does the God of Craftsman have any privileges?" Yi Zhicheng continued to ask.

"Yes, there is no village chief in our village, and every session of the Craftsman God is our village chief! Everyone must obey the arrangements of the Craftsman God, but I don't want to be a village chief...I just want to show my plane to everyone Behold! Proof that flying machines exist!"

Fei Ji's eyes were determined.

"Who is the craftsman of this generation?"

"It's the chamber of commerce. The gods of craftsman for several consecutive sessions were obtained by the chamber of commerce."

"Is it the chamber of commerce again..." Yi Zhicheng muttered to himself, and then asked: "Which of their works has won the Master of Craftsman?"

"Uh... I can't say. In the past, the works of the craftsman are usually sharp swords, but after the Chamber of Commerce came, the works of these few years are stamping die machines and the like."

"The elders of the trade union said that these machines can bring more benefits to the village than sharp swords, so they were named gods of craftsmanship." Fei Ji scratched her head, and she couldn't say anything. The sword is even more excessive.

"Understood, see you later." Yi Zhicheng nodded, turned and left.

"Well... you will come when I test the flight?" Fei Ji shouted.

"Probably." Yi Zhicheng was as indifferent as possible.

"Okay, ignore that brat, let's start the transformation, this is a big project!" Monzaemon seemed to see his beloved toy, and his hands were already itchy.

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Wearing a bright red coat, Yi Zhicheng came to the door of the so-called chamber of commerce.

It is not so much a chamber of commerce, but more like a castle in a village, surrounded by high walls and many ninjas from Takumi Ninja Village standing on top of the walls and patrolling back and forth.

Coincidentally, Yi Zhicheng ran into the uncle blacksmith from yesterday's "family of men" at the door, and he was begging the guard at the door to let him go.

It turned out that after his eldest son ran away last night, he went to the chamber of commerce's factory to apply for workers, and the uncle wanted to go in and meet him.

"The factory is an important place, idlers are not allowed to enter! After half a month after get off work, I will see you naturally!" Naturally, the guards would not allow him to pass.

The uncle is also a little helpless, he can only wait for half a month to see his son before persuading him.

Yi Zhicheng also went to the guard.

"What's the matter with you?" The guard looked at Yi Zhicheng's attire, he didn't look like an important person in any village, but more like a wandering doctor.

"Look for a business with your president, please report." Yi Zhicheng handed over a golden bean, he didn't want to waste his words on things that could cost money.

Seeing that Yi Zhicheng was so rich, the guard quickly changed his expression, and greeted him with unusual enthusiasm: "Vinante guest! Please come inside!"

After all, the chamber of commerce is a place to do business, and Yi Zhicheng easily entered it.

The interior of the chamber of commerce is so large that you even need to take a carriage to get there quickly.

Inside the high wall are rows of square forging workshops, black smoke rising like pillars, and the sound of crisp metal beating can be heard endlessly.

The guard graciously introduced everything about the chamber of commerce's factory, as if he wanted to get some more rewards.

Yi Zhicheng also listened quietly.

Naturally, the guard did not have the right to bring anyone to meet the chairman~www.readwn.com~ but introduced Yi Zhicheng to the manager.

Yi Zhicheng threw all the gold on the table and said, "Big business, you are not high enough to talk to me."

After actually checking the amount of gold, it was passed up layer by layer until the carriage drove for more than ten minutes and left the industrial area long ago before arriving at the real location of the president of the chamber of commerce.

A sturdy and gorgeous palace built like a royal palace, hidden in layers of greenery.

Under the leadership of the general manager of the chamber of commerce, Yi Zhicheng also successfully met the real chairman of the chamber of commerce.

His hair was combed shiny, and he was wearing a luxurious kimono made of brocade. The slightly rich middle-aged rich man didn't need any blessings of gold and silver, and he could feel the oppressive aura of the other party just by looking at it.

Enthusiastically stepped forward to hold Yi Zhicheng's hand, and looked him up and down: "You are young and promising, I, Yamamoto Huang Shiro, I don't know how to call the boy."

The young man's spine was straight, he was serious, and he stretched out a hand to shake his hand: "Proletarian soldier, steel alchemist, Paul Korchagin."