Naruto: I can hear the beep

Three months is a long time, a short one.

The snow melted and spring ushered in the Land of Fire.

The trees sprouted.

Flowers bloom.

These days, Chiba’s life is unchanged, and nothing major has happened, the only big thing is probably that he celebrated his sixth birthday alone.

At the end of March, it is close to April.

In Chiba’s hand, he received an admission letter from the ninja school, which was sent by a dark ministry from the third generation of Hokage.

“Ninja school…”

Chiba smiled.

Some emotion.

The Ninja School was founded in the Second Generation period by the second generation of Hokage Senjuma to ensure the inheritance of will.

Students are taught theory, exercise, experience, history, and practice.

The cultivation method is basically a big process.

Admission one by one, the basics, one by one exercises, one by one application, one by one, graduation one by one, one by one, one endure.

Except, of course, geniuses like Uchiha Itachi and Kakashi Kiki who graduated early.

The world has never been fair.

From the moment of birth, it is doomed.

“Is the test in three days…”

Qianye muttered secretly.

Ninja schools and peacetime entry age is about five or six years old, and there are more rigorous entrance tests, and some people are naturally unsuitable for becoming ninjas.

This is not the same as during the war.

During the war, the age of admission was even lower, and it is said that the first to enter school was Moonlight Storm, who stood out at the age of two.

And there are not so many curves in times of war.

As long as you have the heart to become a ninja, then you can perceive Chakra a little, and that’s fine.

Because at that time, cannon fodder was needed!

After a year or two in school, you have to go to the battlefield to be cannon fodder, whether you die or live, it is all luck.

Three days later.

The entrance test arrived as scheduled.

The main entrance of the ninja school.

Overcrowded.

Family ninja, civilian ninja.

Qianye stood alone on the side, closing his eyes and recuperating.

The noise in his ears seemed to him as if it did not exist.

After the entrance test.

Brushed down a large number of people.

In peacetime, there is no need to make up so much cannon fodder, which increases the mortality rate in vain, resulting in the aging of Konoha’s population, and the younger generation is not connected with the older generation.

The mortality rate of ninjas is really super high.

This is a policy that the three generations use to change according to different generations, after all, in addition to his status as Naruto, he also served as the head of the ninja school.

In times of war, make up cannon fodder.

In peacetime, ninja assessments were relatively strict, and the economy was vigorously developed.

After the assessment.

On the second day of enrollment, Chiba walked out of the gate of the ninja school.

“Chiba!”

Someone called him.

Qianye looked over, it was Ino, and there were two more people beside her.

A decadent pineapple-headed boy.

A fat mound with circles drawn on both cheeks.

Apparently a trio of pigs and deer butterflies.

“Ino.”

Qianye came over.

“Who are these two?”

Chiba asked.

In his previous life, as a contemporary, he naturally knew them, but Chiba couldn’t show it, especially in front of Shikamaru, a genius with an IQ of more than two hundred.

“This weak guy is called Nara Shikamaru, and the one who eats potato chips is Akimichi Dingji.”

“This is Minamoto Chiba.”

Ino introduced each other.

“Shikamaru, Dingji, hello.”

“Hello.”

“Hello… Boom. ”

Ding Ci is still sending potato chips to his mouth.

“Chiba, where are you going to go this afternoon?”

Ino asked with a smile.

“Cultivation.”

“Huh? Qianye really worked hard…” Ino was a little regretful and muttered, “We are going to eat barbecue, and we also said that we invited you to join us.” ”

The sound behind is as thin as a mosquito fly.

On the side, Nara Shikamaru pouted, as if he had already seen through everything, looking at the sky speechlessly, obviously wanting to invite him, but not saying it, Shikamaru remembered his mother, “Women are really troublesome creatures!” ”

“Cluck…”

“However, if it’s Ino, you can.”

“Huh?” Ino was slightly stunned.

“Didn’t you say, let’s eat barbecue together?”

Chiba winked at Ino.

“Well, that’s great!”

She smiled.

Like a flower with buds waiting to be placed.

Foursome.

Ding Ci ate potato chips, occasionally interjected two sentences, Shikamaru held his hands behind his head, a pair of dead fish eyes looked ahead, only six years old to live the life of an old man in advance.

Ino and Chiba talked and laughed.

However, most of them are Ino asking, and Chiba is answering.

I have to say that Chiba is very handsome.

In today’s test, it is simply ‘overwhelming’, even the young master of the Uchiha family, Uchiha Sasuke is inferior to him.

In fact, Chiba was also like this in his previous life.

It’s a pity that in the end, because of talent, I lost everyone….

“Na, Qianye, what are you cultivating for?”

Ino thought for a moment and asked.

For what?

Qianye thought in his heart.

With the answer.

“I want to live, I want to protect important people, important things.”

Qianye said.

He remembered the four wars.

Too many people died!

“Guard… Someone important? ”

Ino thought thoughtfully.

Hokage Office.

The picture on the crystal ball is frozen here.

The three generations have some emotion.

“Kyosuke, your child has a good inheritance of your will of fire.”

In his mind, a sunny and handsome figure emerged.

Kyosuke Minamoto.

Father of Minamoto Chiba.

It has a good relationship with the four generations, and the three families of pig deer butterfly are good.

Minamoto Chiba also inherited this.

Naruto.

and the younger generation of pig deer butterflies….

How similar the two generations.

Perhaps this is fate.

But for the curves in this.

Qianye didn’t know anything.

The past is different.

The future is different….

(ps: Four more is coming, the new book needs everyone to eat, ask for collection, ask for evaluation, ask for flowers, and strive for tomorrow’s five changes.) ）