"Hey, bastard-sensei, can you stop appearing and disappearing like a ghost every single time?"
"You're going to scare people to death!"
She was still sitting on the tree trunk, but this time Yugito wasn't sleeping. Instead, she was enjoying some delicious dorayaki!
Just as the dorayaki was about to go into her mouth, she was startled by Gekko Chizan. If not for her quick reflexes, the dorayaki would have fallen straight down.
"Alright, stop eating!"
"All you do every day is sleep or eat! Can you do anything else at all!"
Gekko Chizan was furious at her lack of ambition and immediately started scolding her, completely ignoring Yugito's displeasure as he went straight into assigning tasks.
"Yugito, the Grass Hidden Village is about to undergo some changes. Tomorrow, you'll take your people and squat in the Grass Hidden Village."
"I estimate that during this period, you'll earn quite a lot. Once the funds are in place,"
"you can start carrying out intelligence missions."
Listening to him, Yugito nodded while eating her dorayaki, but soon she felt something was off.
The Grass Hidden Village was about to change? Looking at her teacher's inscrutable expression, there was no need to think further—he must be going there to wreak havoc again.
"Tell me—what did you do in the Grass Hidden Village?"
"You didn't directly poison their whole village, did you?"
As expected of Gekko Chizan's disciple—she hit the point as soon as she spoke.
But that wording was still too blunt. Poisoning? Tsk, tsk, too low-end. He clearly made money off them and made them take medicine at the same time!
"Hahaha, worthy of my disciple."
"For these bastards daring to slander me, calling me some Konoha perverted war maniac—if I don't torment them to death, would I still be myself?"
"So I deliberately went to the Grass Hidden Village and sold them a batch of medicine. While earning money, I also screwed them over hard. Those few hundred shinobi won't be able to report for duty for half a month—I guarantee it!"
"Even after half a month, once they recover, their strength will still be damaged. The Grass Hidden Village is short on manpower right now. For you and your crew, this is an opportunity you absolutely must seize."
"Go, my beloved disciple Yugito! Take everything in the Grass Hidden Village into your hands!"
Leaving those words behind, Gekko Chizan directly vanished using the Flying Thunder God.
Yugito finished her dorayaki, a trace of surprise appearing on her face. She really hadn't expected her casual remark to actually be true.
"Tsk tsk… as expected of you. Only you could do something this inhuman."
"But this really is an opportunity."
"Sigh, such a hard life. Time to get to work!"
...
After leaving the Grass Hidden Village, Gekko Chizan didn't stop for a moment. He exited the Land of Grass and headed straight west, entering the territory of the Land of Earth.
Spreading rumors—Grass Hidden Village couldn't shoulder the blame alone. There was also that damn Iwagakure.
Hmph, not a single one of them would escape.
But this time, he wasn't in a hurry. He first found a decent town to rest in, actually waiting for the situation in the Grass Hidden Village to ferment.
...
One day later, Grass Hidden Village.
"Ugh—what's going on…"
"Why am I dizzy and foaming at the mouth?"
A shinobi had just woken up and felt like the top of his skull was about to fly off. Dizzy—so dizzy it felt like someone was grabbing his brain and spinning it like a giant windmill.
The next second, his head slammed straight into the ground. And that wasn't even the end—once the dizziness reached its peak, vomiting followed.
Mouthful after mouthful of white foam sprayed from his mouth.
He wasn't alone. For example, two shinobi on the street were walking together to pick up a mission. One of them suddenly collapsed on the spot, while the other clutched his stomach and sprinted toward the restroom. He was just one step away—but it was already too late.
In an instant, the entire Grass Hidden Village was filled with cries of alarm and emergency rescue efforts.
The village hospital was immediately overwhelmed. Sick people were everywhere, their symptoms a chaotic mess like demons dancing wildly.
Full-body convulsions and paralysis, nonstop diarrhea, severe dizziness, foaming at the mouth—doctors of the Grass Hidden Village said they had never seen such a scene in their entire lives.
After all, hundreds of people falling ill at the same time, with no identifiable source—such a thing was simply unbelievable.
"Muyu-sama, the village hospital is already completely full…"
"The symptoms are all extremely abnormal…"
A Grass Hidden shinobi was reporting the situation to his own jōnin.
And that jōnin was none other than Muyu.
Muyu's expression turned ugly. He had only just returned from Hōzuki Castle to rest, never expecting to run into something like this.
Over a hundred shinobi falling ill simultaneously, with countless symptoms—what in the world was going on?
Wait…
As a high-ranking jōnin of the Grass Hidden Village, Muyu suddenly realized something.
Then he strode toward the hospital.
He needed to see whether these sick shinobi matched his suspicions.
Upon arriving at the hospital, Muyu only needed a single glance at the lobby for his face to darken like the bottom of a pot.
"Damn it! There really is a problem!"
"Muyu-sama?"
"Hmph. Focus on treatment first. With hundreds of shinobi falling ill at the same time, this will have a huge impact on the village. Recall all shinobi immediately and stabilize the situation!"
"At the same time, split off part of the forces—go find that damn old man who sold medicine!"
The old man who sold medicine?
Everyone's faces immediately filled with shock. Was it that old man who came to the village yesterday to sell medicine?
My god—did he really poison the Grass Hidden Village so openly? And with delayed onset? Weren't those pills supposed to be beneficial to the body?
Little did they know, just as the Grass Hidden Village was in complete chaos, Gekko Chizan was soaking in a hot spring, leisurely admiring the rewards credited to him.
[Ding! Detected that the host went to the Grass Hidden Village and sold 1,071 scale powder pills to 535 shinobi, earning over 100 million ryō in total.]
[While earning the enemy's money, the host viciously took revenge on the Grass Hidden Village, causing it to lose both resources and manpower, leading to a massive decline in overall strength—truly killing both body and spirit!]
[Special Reward: Hero Water (no side effects version!) ×3 bottles!]
Hero Water?
Gekko Chizan's eyes instantly lit up.
This was the sacred water of the Takigakure—produced by the giant tree of the village once every hundred years. After drinking it, one could gain dozens of times their own chakra, but at the cost of drastically shortening their lifespan.
This was truly good stuff, capable of massively boosting one's strength in a short time—the only problem was the severe side effects.
But what he received was Hero Water with no side effects. Good stuff—really good stuff.
Still, wasn't this reward a bit too little? He had sent several hundred Grass Hidden Village shinobi straight into the hospital.
[Ding! Sensing the host's thoughts. Although this system is somewhat reluctant, it must be said that the host did an excellent job this time.]
[Ding! Additional reward: speed +7!]
[Detected that the host's speed value has reached 100! Activating attribute…]