In the Shirou Ninja Village, as all the ninjas were taken out by Nona's gate, ordinary people in the Ninja Village became panic.

A small number of these ordinary people are the families of ninjas in the village, while more of them are their ancestors who live here. They bear most of the physical labor and commercial activities in the ninja village, and at least half of the money they earn has to be handed over to the village. These are the rewards for protecting them as ninjas.

However, although the tax is very serious, none of these people are willing to leave the ninja village, because outside, not only does not have the protection of ninjas at all times, but the taxes are even more serious, and casualties are commonplace. Many ordinary people outside the ninja village are almost not even 40 years old.

“It’s really cruel!”

Ito held a dilapidated biography in his hand and murmured that it was what he found in the frivolous goods market in the village. The name of the writer in the biography was blurred, but most of the contents were still clear. When Ito saw that this was a book describing the outside of the village, he bought it with money he had saved for a long time. He was twenty years old, but he had never left the village.

"Oh, the ninjas are all out, who will protect us?"

Putting the biography gently and carefully into the backpack, Ito sighed, looking at the streets that had become a little bleak, he felt a little confused. As a ninja talent, he was an ordinary person who was inferior since he was born, these things had nothing to do with him.

"Ito! What are you doing standing there?"

A little tender voice, but it hit Ito's heart as if it was spitting out of the most terrifying evil ghost's mouth. Ito bent his body to ninety degrees in the direction of the sound like a conditioned reflex.

"Male Role...Sir!"

The sweat on Ito's face dripped down his forehead. He didn't even dare to look up at the five-year-old child in front of him, because this child was the only son of Lord Nakano Bibiki in the village. As the child of Nakano, even if he had no ninja talent, it was not something that ordinary people like them could offend.

"Kneel down to my knees. You are too tall. Do you want me to look down on you?"

The male horn wore a green small ninja suit. Even if he did not have ninja talent, he could extract chakra. Although he could not release ninjutsu, he was much better than those ordinary people.

"Yes, male horn!"

Ito was a little humiliated, but he knelt down a little relaxedly. For him, even if the male character was just a child, he was still an existence that he could not resist.

"Where are you saving, hand over the money you saved. My father followed the leader to fight. As his child, I will naturally step up my efforts to practice. Even your money is a contribution to the village."

The male lead reached out and said to Ito.

"Male...Male Sir, I'm really sorry, please forgive me."

Ito knelt on the ground and lowered his head deeply.

"What? How could you spend all the money I originally wanted to use for my cultivation? Do you want to die? What did you buy? Hand over it!"

Hearing Ito's words, the male protagonist's originally indifferent expression suddenly became a little ferocious.

"This...me!"

Ito was a little reluctant. Although the biography was a bit broken, it was bought after all with most of his savings, and the most important thing was that he had not finished reading it.

"Dare you dare to disobey my order?"

The male character's eyes became cold, and suddenly stepped forward and kicked Ito in the face. Although he was not strong enough, with the help of chakra, he was enough to kick an adult away.

"Bang!"

"ah!!"

Ito was kicked and rolled for several times before slowly stopping, covering her face with blood and screaming.

Some ordinary people on the street were all timid when they saw Ito's tragic situation and did not dare to speak. Some even turned around and left, for fear that the male lead would take their anger on their heads in a while.

"Shut up, if you call again, I will kill you now!"

The male lead stepped forward and stepped on Ito and said fiercely.

"Please let me go...I am willing to give the things I bought to the adults."

Ito endured the severe pain and did not dare to scream, so he had to plead in a low voice.

"Hmph, untouchables! I have to teach you some lessons."

The male star looked at Ito with disdain and reached out his hand.

"This is what I bought, please let me go."

Ito struggled to wipe the blood in his hand with the soil on the ground, and then carefully took out the novel and biography in his bag.

"What is this? A broken book? Do you want to fool me!"

The male horn looked at the book in Ito's hand and said coldly.

"No, this is what I bought, it is a biography introducing the outside of the village."

Ito's vision began to blur, but he insisted.

"Introduce what's outside the village? What's so good about this? The untouchables just don't know."

The male protagonist reached out and grabbed the biography in his hand. After flipping it back and forth, he threw it into the ditch on one side, "At this time tomorrow, you must take out a hundred taels and hand it over to me, otherwise I will break all your limbs."

After saying that, he kicked Ito, who could no longer move, and then left with his head raised.

"My book!"

Ito felt that he was getting weaker and weaker, but he crawled hard towards the ditch, trying to get his book back...

At night, the village went to bed early. Ito's face was covered with a lot of gauze, and his eyes stared blankly at the biography in his hands that could not be read at all. Slightly salty tears slowly flowed down, "Can a five-year-old child do this? For ordinary people, if they are from a low-class background, they are slaughtered like pigs and dogs. It's a terrible world!"

A slight smile magnified the corner of Ito's mouth. He was a little unwilling to accept his fate, but he could do nothing. Maybe tonight is the last day of his life.

The stiff eyes turned slightly, and on one side of his body there was the only thing his father left him. "Father probably expected this day, maybe I am a lunatic too."

He picked up the thing wrapped in layers of gauze, and Ito carefully lifted a corner, and a cold light flashed in the moonlight!

………

In the cave, Fang Jin sat quietly on the stone platform. Today's battle ended very quickly. After two transformed monsters broke through the defense, they could not resist Fang Jin's zombie army. They were all captured in less than ten minutes. However, he did not directly refine these people into zombies, because as there were more and more zombies under his command, he began to feel a little overwhelmed.

Although he could perfectly control each of these zombies alone, he was helpless after all the additions. Just like today, although the final battle was won, Fang Jin knew that among the more than one hundred zombies, he could only barely control half of the number, and the rest was just to let them attack instinctively.

The final result was that more than twenty horns died after the battle. These people were killed by zombies that could not be controlled. You should know that even if these horns are not of much origin, they are extremely important to Fang Jin. After all, they accumulate a lot of small amounts, and even a little bit of spiritual energy is not too little.

"We can't continue like this. Now we can't be distracted from controlling zombies. If there are more in the future, we may be overwhelmed. It seems that the experiment needs to be carried out early."

In fact, Fang Jin had already thought about this matter long ago in the world of evil forces. Although the inheritance of the black book did not mention how to solve this problem, there was a lot of information that gave Fang Jin a lot of inspiration. Combined with this information, Fang Jin finally developed a secret technique of blood refining, but this secret technique was just a theory of Fang Jin, and because the time was not ripe, it had never been practiced.
Chapter completed!