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Chapter 1 Battle

The bright sunshine shines through the swaying leaves, and spots spread all over the ground. The lotus leaves in the small pond are as green as green. The dew drops fall into the pond, rippling a few ripples, and a few buds with a little pink sway slightly, which is a cool breeze in the early morning.

The breeze blew past the elegant courtyard located southwest of Konoha Hidden Village, and the busy figure in the house finally stopped moving.

In the early morning, after having breakfast made by myself, Matsuzaki Natsuki began to thoroughly clean the inside and outside of the house, and the construction was finally completed.

He threw the rag into the washbasin and brought it to the outside of the yard to pour it out. He sat down on the eaves and rested for a short time.

It has been less than three years since he came to this world. This home, which can only be regarded as a house, also gave him a place to settle down in this strange world.

But now, he is leaving here and cannot even be sure whether he can return again.

He carefully checked the shuriken, kuna, detonation talisman, trap line, steel wire, medical bandage, medicine, and food, and then put it in the ninja bag as convenient as possible. Matsuzaki Natsuki took a deep breath, and his face gradually calmed down.

After walking out of the courtyard where he lived alone, he fell into locks and turned around, and he no longer looked back and looked at him nostalgically.

The Second Ninja World War continued. Even though the war never affected Konoha Village, the streets were a little deserted.

At this moment, walking steadily on the street, an old joke from his previous life suddenly appeared in his mind: I will come back to marry you after this battle.

Although there is no one here waiting for him to marry, he may not be able to come back.

Almost all those who said that were on the battlefield.

With his young and young body now at the age of ten, he has no capital to say such words, but he is actually on his way to the battlefield. In order to avoid the crow's mouth fulfilling, his lips tightly pursed.

Not long ago, when he received the village's transfer order, he was a little confused, but he could only obey. After all, he had put on the ninja forehead protection, which meant he shouldered the responsibility and obligation to defend the village.

As for the surname Matsuzaki, it has no special significance in Konoha Village. As a civilian, he is completely incomparable to the children of those big families. It has nothing to do with his strength, it is purely a gap in status.

This also made him about to be pushed to the cruel battlefield after only three years of studying at Ninja School, and became commonly known as cannon fodder.

He was surprised but did not have resentment or resentment. His previous life experience made him deeply understand one truth: there is no benefit that falls on his head for no reason. If there is, it means that there must be a big pit waiting for you to jump in.

Konoha Village has devoted resources to cultivating it. When it has the qualification to step onto the battlefield and become cannon fodder, it is useless to struggle with resentment? It is only acceptable to accept it.

But compared to other "cannon fodder", Matsuzaki Natsuki was secretly grateful because he was the unique baby after all.

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When I first opened my eyes in this world, I was in a drizzle.

In the gloomy and moist air, hundreds of ninjas and villagers stood quietly in front of the monument, all wearing black clothes. The sob sound was a little covered by the sound of rain, and the sad atmosphere was filled with mist.

The tired body fell down when he opened his eyes and fell on the hard stone floor of the cemetery. He let out a painful hum, and then he was swallowed by the trapped and unrestrained cold, and fell into a trance.

When he was in a coma, the fragmented memories in his mind made him initially understand the world. The original Matsuzaki Natsuki disappeared completely, and was replaced by a thief who had made great achievements in his previous life. If he had not been betrayed by an acquaintance and cut off his hands and lost the capital he was proud of, he would never choose to commit suicide to retain his last pride.

That was a very sad choice, and it was also a helpless and cruel reality!

After waking up from the hospital bed of Konoha Hospital, the notice of the Ministry of Education of Konoha Village allowed admission to school arrived. He was still ignorant of the new world and was surprised to hear the news.

What was shocked was that he probably guessed what kind of cruel world he had come to, and what was happy was that he once again had his own hands and was very likely to shine even more than the past.

However, in fact, neither surprise nor joy lasted for too long. The former is that the cruel reality after coming to this world did not show it to him. After all, he is just a child. Although both of his parents passed away in the war, Konoha Village is still one of the safest places in the world, and the war has not affected Konoha Village.

The latter encountered something even more terrifying than losing both hands!

And even though I successfully entered the school after that, what I learned in the ninja school was not as magical as I originally imagined. Especially for a war orphan like him, it would take a lot of time to get in touch with the power of ninja like chakra, let alone again after entering the school year.

Ninja School does not distinguish between literature and science, and there seems to be no such thing as class division. However, Ninja School is not a charity organization after all, it cultivates war machines, vanguards of defense and aggression, that is, ninjas.

According to common sense, the ninja school will conduct six years of study and training, and then take the exam and get the guard to become a Shinin. Only when you become a ninja will you be sent to the battlefield by the hidden village to fight against the enemy. However, the actual situation is not always the case, especially during wartime.

Genius is a breakthrough in common sense, while cannon fodder is not valued. Third-grade students in Ninja School are enough to reach the bottom line of getting onto the battlefield. Three-body skills, kunai throwing skills, basic physical skills, trap knowledge, etc., and may not have enough experience and poor methods, but as cannon fodder, this is enough.

Therefore, the treatment of cannon fodder is completely different from the Shinin who graduated from ninja school in the original work. There is no need to go through the bell grabbing test. The instructor is usually not the Shinin, or even the special Shinin, but just the Shinin. Perhaps it is a veteran ninja with rich experience. If you are unlucky, it may be an ordinary Shinin who has just been promoted from Shinin. Shinin can already lead the team.

Regarding his instructor, Natsuki believed that it was a high probability that it was the latter, even if he hadn't seen it yet.

What is also unclear is the mission this time. As a Shinin and in a state of war, they are usually not qualified to know the mission target in advance. However, for cannon fodder like them who were suddenly drawn from the ninja school and were given Shinin qualifications, even the simplest patrol mission is extremely dangerous and may die at any time.

Thinking of the danger here, Xia Shu took a deep breath, pushed the black-framed glasses that seemed ordinary on the bridge of her nose, and clenched her hand holding the ninja knife a little.
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