Chapter 164 I admit defeat, I come to seek refuge with the Lord

The morning in the northern part of the Rain Country was shrouded in mist as usual.

Compared to the chaos in the south, the north is obviously much peaceful.

All you can see is the looming white shadow rolling up the disorderly airflow. It is the white dove flying to various parts of the Ninja World waving its wings in the fog.

Since reaching a tacit understanding with Hanzo, Yunchuan no longer deliberately suppresses and hides his own power, and Dawn City has now expanded several times.

Although everyone is not a ninja like Yuyin Village, the number of people is already comparable to that of Yuyin Village, and this number is still growing exponentially, which naturally attracts many bold businessmen.

"What do you think the white pigeons raised in Daybreak City do?"

A man about twenty years old, tall, handsome, but wearing strange sunglasses spoke.

"This... is probably used to deliver letters, right?" The old man next to the man shook his head and said, "I'm sorry, Lord Miyagi Yan, I have only settled here for two months, so I don't know what those pigeons are. use."

"Delivery?"

Oya Chengyan smacked his lips in disbelief and said with a lively smile: "Well, maybe, but I always feel that those pigeons are very smart."

As he spoke, he raised his head and looked at the city gate in front of him.

Dark shadows gathered in front of the city gate of Daybreak City. The morning sun illuminated the heavy and dark city gate, and also shone on the faces of those people. Each person's face was filled with hazy beauty.

Click, click, click!

The morning bell then rang, and all the city gates were opened on time. At this moment, the sky was only dim.

Various people line up to enter the city. Although they do not have to collect city tax like the capital of the Kingdom of Rain, they need to be inspected regularly. Without a voucher, they are prohibited from entering the city.

However, it was clearly early morning, but the city had already woken up, and many shops could be seen open.

Perhaps because the distance was too far, no more sounds could be heard. It seemed that the city had no warmth for no reason, but it felt more deserted.

No, or should I say a strange feeling?

The city seemed to be looking down at these strangers from a high position, indifferently considering whether to swallow them up and wipe them clean or spit them out in disgust.

But after a while, this feeling was broken.

Because the people in front had already entered the city, what they saw were two guards standing in front of the city.

Miyajoen stopped his divergent thinking and handed the letter "Wei Fudo Real Estate Co., Ltd." written in his hand to the two of them.

As he said that, he walked past the two guards in black robes and walked into the city. As he passed by, he glanced behind him from the corner of his eye.

Under the sunglasses, the demon-like horizontal pupils appeared, and a blood-red scarlet light flashed past.

Seeing clearly the red hair of the two guards shrouded in hoods, the man's eyes couldn't help but narrow slightly with a hint of depth.

The next moment, when the two guards turned their heads as if aware, they only saw the man's lazy and slouched back.

"Lord Oya Chengyan?" the old man following behind asked in a low voice.

"...Ahaha, sorry, sorry, I got distracted. I thought I had arrived at the capital of the Country of Fire." Miyajoyan smiled, looked up and looked left and right.

Very clean.

What you see is row upon row of shop stalls, with pedestrians coming and going everywhere, some carrying burdens, some pushing carts, and both mobile and fixed vendors.

Although the buildings on both sides of the street can still be seen in a style unique to this crying country, they are obviously planned and laid out in an orderly manner. There is no sign of neglect and stinking like the capital of the Kingdom of Rain. Scenes.

"Have you arranged for someone to help clean up the garbage, swill and other pickled things?" Oya Chengyan asked casually, "Do you charge by the month or by the day?"

Unexpectedly, the old man shook his head and said with a smile: "How could it happen? There are people rushing to get it. If Master Yunchuan hadn't made the rules, he might have spent money to collect the 'Night Incense'."

"As for the garbage, there are indeed people who manage and clean it. Where there is garbage or where it is dirty, we have to ask nearby residents or vendors to clean it up quickly. Everyone is responsible for their own area. If you litter, you will be fined."

"Ye Xiang? Are you talking about 'pickled fish'?" Oya Chengyan raised his eyebrows, "You help people clean up and you still have to pay those people?"

"Yes, it seems to be called the Department of Agricultural Research, right? That should be the name. They said it was too ugly to call it 'dung' directly, so the name 'Ye Xiang' became popular."

The old man scratched his head and said with an honest smile: "They have developed a way to turn 'night scent' into usable fertilizer, which can make crops grow better, and it is also very cheap. Many businessmen like to buy this fertilizer to fertilize their fields."

However, not everyone can buy or sell it.

Residential areas are divided into more than ten 'sewers', which require public bidding. Depending on the area, the bidding price is also different. Only those who pass the qualification review can participate in the bidding, and they will be processed and distributed centrally.

After hearing all these rules, Oya Chengyan was stunned several times, and subconsciously asked: "Do you also use this kind of fertilizer?"

The old man shook his head and said: "The environment of the Kingdom of Rain is not suitable for soil cultivation, so we in Daybreak City use soilless cultivation. There is a special nutrient solution that does not require fertilizer."

In other words, you don’t use the fertilizer made from pickled vegetables, but sell it to businessmen in other countries, and those businessmen happily pay for it?

Realizing this, Miya Chengyan's smiling face couldn't help but twitch, and his whole outlook was shattered.

Everyone hates dirty things that need to be forcefully dispatched to clean and clean, but here it has actually formed a formalized industry and even people are rushing to get it?

The master of this city has a strange brain circuit.

However, it also shows the other party's business acumen and control over the city.

Oya Chengyan's company is called "Wedge Real Estate Co., Ltd." Real estate refers to land and fixtures on the land, including various buildings, such as houses, bridges, TV towers, underground drainage facilities, etc.

So he naturally knows that even in big countries, no businessman is willing to spend money on the construction of infrastructure such as roads and water canals.

Although the nobles of big countries hate the excrement in the city, they can't even think of taking a penny out of their pockets.

Even if he brought the methods of sewage drainage and fertilizer production to big countries, it would be useless. Once they knew that he wanted to collect excrement and use "night fragrance" to farm fields, the nobles would not be able to support him.

They would rather exploit the common people and force businessmen to deal with the filth than eat vegetables grown with fertilizers.

But here...

"There don't seem to be any 'poor' people."

Oya Chengyan looked at the talking and laughing residents in the shops facing the street, especially the dark and thin construction workers. Although they were covered in mud and water, they were all very energetic and far stronger than civilians in other countries.

The "poor" people he refers to are the kind of poorly clothed civilians. There are such people even in big countries. They are thin, sluggish, and lifeless, like humanoid tools that cannot think, barely surviving like walking zombies.

As for the people here, just looking at their mental outlook and health status, even if they are not as good as fat nobles, they are comparable to wealthy businessmen, and there are no extremely poor people.

"This is a rule set by Mr. Yunchuan. If there are refugees, they will be arranged to cultivate land, allocate land to them, lend them seeds, and rent them farm tools. These things need to be repaid in installments."

"Everyone can get enough food through labor. All children, when they reach age, can enter school and receive education for free, regardless of whether they have the talent to become a ninja or not."

The old man also heard what Oyajoyan said, and he said with a smile full of recognition and admiration: "I heard that the south is still in chaos and there are many refugees. If Lord Kumokawa can become a daimyo, he will definitely make the south like here. bustling."

Hearing this, Oya Chengyan's expression became a little stiff.

Good guy, you dare to say such "rebellious" words. The south is the territory of Amegakure Village and Hanzo, and the daimyo is the "lord" recognized and protected by both samurai and ninjas.

An ordinary civilian dares to have such an idea. Should we say that the ignorant are fearless, or that "Master Yunchuan" is too popular?

"I see."

Oya Chengyan scratched the stubble on his chin and thought to himself: "No wonder the spy I sent has lost contact with me."

Not only because there are checkpoints along the way and strict interrogation of foreigners, but also because this is a place that "ordinary people" dream of, and no meticulous work can be hidden under mass prevention and control.

As he watched all the way, Oya Chengyan's little thoughts became less and less, and he had already made up his mind to act as a good businessman honestly.

joke.

It's obviously not as simple as the intelligence said.

The barrier technique covering the entire city, the suspected gatekeeper of the Uzumaki clan, the hidden chakra aura in the air, the looming sense of surveillance around...

One may still be a coincidence, but with so many coincidences together, there is only one possibility.

"The Army of the Sky that has devastated Konoha." Oyajoyan's eyes flickered, but he still couldn't hide his surprise in his heart, "I didn't expect that they would be hidden here, and that they would be hidden so well."

No one would have thought that the "Army of the Sky", which caused Konoha a huge loss and even affected the entire war situation, would be hidden in the northern part of the Rain Country, and would actually be related to the recently famous "Breaking Dawn" .

"Leave that damn mission to the idiots." Oya Chengyan muttered, "If I hadn't had the Blood Dragon Eye and my status as a caravan, I would have really stepped into a trap."

Just thinking about it with luck, the two of them passed by an alley, and Oya Chengyan suddenly stopped.

"Sir? What's wrong?" The old man was stunned for a moment and asked doubtfully.

"...Oh, is it really not that easy to escape?"

Oya Chengyan scratched his cheek, sighed with a headache, looked at the old man beside him and smiled: "I'm sorry to trouble you, but you don't have to lead the way anymore."

After saying that, he didn't pay attention to the stunned old man. He turned around and walked into the alley, his figure gradually being swallowed up by the shadows.

Until the deepest part of the alley, a kunai was drawn from the cuff of Miyajo Yan and fell into his hand to hold.

The kunai he turned around and swung collided with the short sword slashed from the darkness.

Bang! !

He took action almost at the same time and blocked the opponent's sword attack at the same time. The force of the shock on the blade made Oya Shiroyan feel numb, but he was sure that the opponent did not get any benefits.

"I don't have any ill intentions, can you..." Oya Chengyan tried to close the relationship.

However, the offensive swing of the knife was blocked. The figure in front of him did not stop for a moment. He used the rebound of the shock to swing the rotating knife in a circle and slashed upwards. The knife was heavy, fierce and merciless, with unparalleled slashing power. Be ruthless, you can feel the power pouring into the blade when the wind roars.

Oya Chengyan couldn't help but curse secretly in his heart. After heaving a sigh of relief, he planted his legs firmly on the ground and drew a line with his hand. The speed was so fast that it was difficult for normal human eyes to catch it.

The wind drawn by the sword blocked the attack of the short sword like a wall. He caught the blade with the blade, and while the kunai slashed down smoothly, he fought back the short sword coming from below with the strength of a giant mountain reaching the sky!

Clang! !

The blade made a sharp sound, sparks and bright lights suddenly appeared.

However, looking at the expressionless but very young face in the sudden firelight, Miyagi En looked blankly at the figure in front of him and blurted out: "A kid?"

He could clearly feel that the power of the handover was truly terrifying. The two quick, short and fierce exchanges made him think that the opponent was a character whose physical quality was comparable to his.

However, the face in front of him was obviously not what he expected.

Being called a brat, Nagato was not angry, but his eyes covered by black cloth seemed to have a cold and cold gaze. He cut across the blade from the blade to Oya Shiroyan in front of him, and the right hand holding the sword suddenly exerted force. The huge force that was cut off was lifted into the sky.

boom! !

Miya Chengyan subconsciously kicked out his legs at a thunderous speed, and kicked the opponent's wrist to force the distance.

This kick made him feel like he was hitting an extremely hard rock, and he couldn't help but step back less than half a step before he stabilized his body.

"A survivor of the Blood Pool clan, a sinner who massacred the entire clan in order to avenge his wife."

Nagato slowly raised the short sword in front of him, with the blade pointing towards the sky. His black robe was blown up by the wind in the dim morning light, and the cold murderous intent pressed towards the man in front of him as he spoke: "In your In my eyes, I’m a kid, so who are you? A mouse that’s worse than a kid?”

Hearing the brat in front of him express his pain, Miya Chengyan's casual attitude suddenly froze, and a cold flash appeared in his eyes under the sun visor.

But after hearing the next sentence, he couldn't help but raise his eyebrows.

"Speaking of which, do you know a guy named Oya Castle?" Nagato said coldly.

Miya Castle Protector?

"I know, of course I know, the guy who luckily escaped from me and came to Kirigakure."

Miyajo En put away his kunai, raised his hands, and said with a glib smile: "I chased him for half a year and hid in Kirigakure Village, but he died inexplicably. Now it seems that it was probably you who did it. , which can be regarded as helping me solve a problem.”

"So, I admit defeat. I'm here to seek refuge with you. I'm here to remind you and help you solve your troubles."

Having said this, he scratched his head and said distressedly: "I felt very sincere at first, but now it seems that I don't need my reminder or help to deal with those idiots."