Chapter 482: Seeing You Pick Up Scraps Is More Painful Than Me Losing Money

Shamon's tough attitude left Onoki and the others very stunned. They vaguely remembered that at the beginning of the attacks, Sunagakure was the first village to jump up and want to fight Konoha to the death.

The First Kazekage even threatened to trade one life for another. Now, this attitude had changed too quickly, hadn't it?

Do you Sunagakure people not have a button for changing faces?

"Don't forget, you almost died under Konoha's conspiracy."

Onoki frowned and began his daily sowing of discord, trying to create a rift between the two sides.

"Stop talking nonsense. I, Shamon, have never doubted Konoha from beginning to end. The Land of Wind and the Land of Fire have always been friendly neighbors connected by mountains and rivers. The traditional friendship between the people of the two countries is long-standing. As early as the beginning of the village, our Sunagakure began frequent cooperation and exchanges with Konoha..."

Unexpectedly, Shamon didn't fall for it at all. He glared and started spouting nonsense, leaving everyone stunned.

Even Uchiha Madara and Senju Tobirama looked at each other in confusion, unable to recall when they had ever managed a cooperative relationship with Sunagakure.

"... Our Loulan still retains the oasis planted by the First Hokage himself, which symbolizes that the relationship between our two villages is as evergreen as the four seasons."

After saying a long paragraph, Shamon looked at the dumbfounded crowd, and couldn't help but feel secretly proud in his heart.

In order to speak beautifully enough at the meeting, he had found a specialist to write a draft. He had memorized this long paragraph for a whole day, just to make the expression and tone sound natural, without any sense of incongruity.

"How did this bald guy become like a different person after a serious illness?"

After Shamon finished talking, Onoki and the others gathered together and whispered.

"Full of official jargon, does he think he's an aristocrat?"

Jin Jiao curled his lips in disdain.

"It seems Sunagakure is determined to get on the same boat as Konoha. We shouldn't push too hard."

Gui frowned slightly. Although Sunagakure's strength was at the bottom of the major Ninja Villages, Shamon's strength was not weak.

He had once performed extremely brilliant operations in the First Knight War, almost overturning the arrogant Uchiha Madara.

"I have my own sense of proportion. We didn't come here to start a war in the first place."

Onoki heard the worry in the Third Mizukage's words, gave the other party a reassuring look, turned his head, and said to Uchiha Madara,

"Regarding the disappearance of your village's First Hokage, we express our deep regrets..."

"Don't sell it, speak human language."

Uchiha Madara glared impatiently.

"I'm very busy, I don't have time to bicker with you here."

"We will tentatively believe your village's explanation, but the matter of us being attacked still needs an explanation, otherwise we have no face to face the relatives of our dead compatriots."

It wasn't just them who were attacked by Senju Hashirama, but also the accompanying ninjas. How could those ordinary extras resist the Wood Human's attack?

"So what do you mean?"

"Funeral expenses."

"Huh?"

Uchiha Madara and Senju Tobirama looked at each other, revealing the same surprise on their faces.

So after BB-ing for so long, it turned out they were just beggars.

"Don't worry, we won't ask for much. Ten million for a Jonin, three million for a Chunin, one million for a Genin. Clearly marked prices, no cheating."

As he spoke, Onoki and the others took out the list they had prepared in advance, densely filled with names.

"Are you blowing smoke? Sacrificing 1,350 Jonin in one breath? Are the Jonin of your Iwagakure Chinese cabbage?"

Looking at the three who were clearly prepared, Senju Tobirama lowered his head and glanced at the numbers on the list, his head instantly swelling like a bucket.

"Can't our Iwagakure have a flourishing population?"

Onoki replied without changing his expression.

In comparison, Jin Jiao and Gui on the side were still restrained, only writing 300 Jonin on the list, but it was still staggering.

Even in Konoha, the number of registered Jonin was only a little over a hundred. Looking at it this way, the one at the bottom of the Five Great Nations was actually Konoha.

"This is extortion!"

Senju Tobirama pinched his sore temples, wishing he could burn these lists to ashes with one fire.

"Don't even think about it! We won't give a single cent."

Uchiha Madara kept a cold face, looking at the three people full of mercenary spirit with eyes like he was looking at dead people, the anger in his heart rising.

These guys were truly reversing the heavens; it was always Konoha pitting others, where was it their turn, these stinking fish and rotten shrimp, to come and touch porcelain?

If it were back when he was young, anyone who dared to ask him for money would have been beaten to death with sticks long ago.

"This is our bottom line. If your Konoha is unwilling to fulfill it, then we can hardly guarantee whether voices of war will appear in our indignant villages."

Seeing that Uchiha Madara and his companion were unwilling to spend money to avoid disaster, Onoki narrowed his eyes slightly.

"Are you threatening me?"

Uchiha Madara turned his head to look at the somewhat triumphant little potato, his expression becoming somewhat playful.

"I didn't say that, Lord Hokage. I just informed you of the worst possibility in advance. Please think twice."

Onoki shook his head. Today was not like the past; he was no longer the kid who trembled when he saw Uchiha Madara.

Having inherited the Will of Stone from his grandfather and teacher, he had grown into a qualified leader, knowing how to find opportunities in all crises.

Now was a great opportunity to seek wealth in danger. Taking advantage of Konoha's greatly reduced strength, he would first make a fortune to recover some blood.

Buying Tailed Beasts back then had spent all of their Iwagakure's "wife money." Even the private money Shihe hid in his insoles had been invested.

Even Onoki had experienced a long period of hardship, eating rice porridge for every meal, suffering from severe malnutrition,

and his physical development had become slow, so much so that in the days to come, his height didn't change.

Konoha, return my tall and mighty figure!

Onoki's eyes were filled with thick resentment, making Uchiha Madara and Senju Tobirama feel inexplicable.

"Did you bully him before?"

Senju Tobirama elbowed Uchiha Madara unobtrusively.

"I just scared him once, it shouldn't be enough to hold a grudge for so many years, right?"

Uchiha Madara looked innocent.

"Since that's the case, leave this matter to you to solve."

No wonder Onoki had been targeting them since the beginning of the meeting; it turned out there was a private grudge.

"Ah? This belongs to external affairs, which is the scope of your village secretary's jurisdiction. For me, a Hokage in charge of internal affairs, to overstep like this, isn't it not very good?"

Seeing Senju Tobirama kick the ball to him, Uchiha Madara's expression stiffened, and he hurriedly pulled out the job details, trying to distance himself.

"Don't you always want the leading power in external affairs? Then starting from now, Hokage handles external, Secretary handles internal. I'm rooting for you, Lord Hokage~"

Is the transfer of power so casual?

F6, who was squatting quietly in the back eating melons, heard the content of their conversation, and several black lines pulled down on their foreheads in unison.

"This matter is of great importance. I can't make the decision alone. I need to discuss it with the village's high-level elders before..."

Uchiha Madara, who had been forced onto the shelf, had to take the thick list, glanced casually at the numbers that made his scalp tingle, and began to play Tai Chi with Onoki and the others.

"But I remember, Konoha doesn't have the position of high-level elder, right?"

Clearly having done his homework in advance, Onoki asked with a sneer before Uchiha Madara's perfunctory words ended.

"Nonsense! Our Konoha has always had the position of consultant elder, it's just that there are vacancies now. Once we find suitable candidates, we will hold a meeting to vote."

"Is that really the case..."

Onoki and the others looked at Uchiha Madara with suspicious eyes, trying to see some clues from his serious face.

Fortunately, Uchiha Madara's expression management was in place, so he didn't reveal any flaws.

"As for these lists, we are not suckers either. We need you to provide detailed information. Once we have screened them one by one, we will naturally give you a satisfactory answer."

Uchiha Madara could only use a delaying tactic, painting the cake first. As for whether to give it or not, that was another matter.

"So, your Konoha agrees?"

"What we should compensate, we won't be short of a single cent."

"No, you agreed to this?"

Senju Tobirama, who originally wanted to see how Uchiha Madara would resolve the crisis, found that the other party had agreed readily after only a few words, and his eyes went black instantly.

"Shh, keep your voice down. I didn't say how long it would take to screen."

Uchiha Madara made a "shh" gesture toward Senju Tobirama, his cold tone actually carrying a sense of cunning that the other party was very familiar with.

Anyway, it didn't say how long this information had to be reviewed. By the time it was dragged out until Haxi Lama returned, Konoha, with its abundant combat power, could completely tear up these lists at any time.

"Truly, near vermilion, one gets stained red; near ink, one gets stained black."

Senju Tobirama shook his head secretly. He didn't expect that even the rigid Uchiha Madara had been taught badly by that curly-haired one, learning to play mind games.

"Alright, it's a deal. The information will be presented in a few days."

Seeing the other party agree so readily, although Onoki felt something was wrong, he only doubted for a moment before being blinded by money, nodding his big head happily.

"Ours too."

Although Jin Jiao and Gui regretted not writing more, it was excellent to have eaten meat following Onoki.

Moreover, Konoha's screening must be very strict. Even if the information temporarily compiled by Iwagakure was perfect, flaws would be found. By then, these thousand-plus Jonin would definitely shrink, with not one in a hundred remaining.

"Teacher, are we..."

Among the Sunagakure group who witnessed this farce, Hai Lao Zang, with a complex expression, couldn't help but speak.

"Shut up."

Without guessing, he knew what his disciple wanted to say. Shamon scolded in a low voice first, then turned his gaze to the whispering Uchiha Madara and his companion, shaking his head imperceptibly.

"Do you think Konoha's money is so easy to take?"

"Didn't they agree?"

"Idiot Laodi, this is clearly a delaying tactic. Konoha just doesn't want to start a war in the short term. If they really wanted to fight, the three of them combined wouldn't be enough to beat them."

Chiyo, standing beside him, looked at her stupid younger brother with a look of "iron not becoming steel" and explained in a low voice.

She had seen Konoha's hidden combat power with her own eyes.

Whether it was Uchiha Hikari or that Hyuga Tsukuyomi, both had strength not inferior to the Shadow of a village.

These two were clearly the trump cards hidden by Konoha, just waiting for someone blind to go and provoke them, and then pay a painful price.

"Not bad, Chiyo, the teacher really didn't misjudge you."

Shamon nodded with satisfaction. Worthy of being the Third Generation he favored; although she was a daughter, her vision and brain were top-notch and worthy of heavy use.

Soon, the crowd who had reached a preliminary reconciliation revealed hypocritical smiles, the tense atmosphere was swept away, and the entire conference room was filled with a happy atmosphere.

Everyone's corners of their mouths were slightly raised, showing they were quite satisfied with their gains from this trip.

The biggest gain was undoubtedly Onoki. Without spending a single soldier or general, he not only figured out the level of Konoha's next generation but also learned the information about Senju Hashirama's disappearance.

Most importantly, he also pitted Konoha for a large sum of money.

Although it hadn't arrived yet, he was certain that Konoha, with its empty combat power at the current stage, would definitely not dare to easily default on the debt.

"Everyone, it's dinner time."

Unknowingly, the time had reached mealtime. Mifune pushed the door in respectfully and notified everyone present.

Rumble—

As soon as the voice fell, a series of thunderous sounds rang out.

"Eat, eat~"

"Lord Hokage, let me tell you, the food in the Land of Iron is authentic!"

"Hmph, right or wrong, I'll know as soon as I taste it!"

In order to receive the distinguished guests from the major Ninja Villages, the Land of Iron had also racked its brains, specially preparing a banquet hall, in the form of a buffet, filling the entire hall with the delicacies of the Land of Iron.

"Wow~"

Looking at the dazzling array of special delicacies, Akimichi Torifu's eyes went straight instantly, and he couldn't help but drool all over the floor.

"Torifu, watch your image."

Although Sarutobi Hiruzen was also surprised by the rare delicacies of the Land of Iron, he performed very restrainedly.

"Monkey! Monkey! This is your favorite banana, they actually have bananas here!"

As a result, the next second, Danzo, holding a bunch of bananas, ran in front of him.

"Ah! How can this be?"

Swallowing his saliva in surprise, Sarutobi Hiruzen's eyes were full of disbelief. In this season, in the Land of Iron, where mountains were covered in snow all year round, how could there be large bananas produced only in tropical regions?

"Ah! There's actually a milkshake from Mixue Bingcheng, this is too great!"

On the other side, Chiyo, with little stars in her eyes, held up a red bean milkshake. Looking at the familiar Snow King on the cup, she was so surprised she couldn't close her mouth.

"Everyone, don't be so surprised. Although our Land of Iron has been closed for years, it doesn't mean we don't communicate with the outside world."

Mifune looked at the few people exclaiming repeatedly and smiled to explain. As he spoke, he pointed to the dazzling array of seafood and tropical fruits on the side.

"For example, these are materials we exchanged from the Land of Waves at a low price using minerals, and those delicious little sweet drinks are also exchanged for some minerals that are not easy to refine."

Land of Waves?

Hearing this, everyone revealed confused expressions. When did the Land of Waves' business expand to the Land of Iron?

"You said you used minerals to exchange for these worthless fruits?"

Onoki, who also heard this news, was stunned for a while, then his face suddenly changed.

"It's just some minerals that can be seen everywhere in the Land of Iron."

Hearing Onoki's rude evaluation of his favorite fruit, Mifune's face showed signs of turning black.

When he spoke, his gaze fell on the F6s who were holding the Mixue Bingcheng drinks.

"The merchants of the Land of Waves are very generous and kind, actually using such delicious drinks to exchange for garbage minerals we can't use."

Hard to refine + unusable by samurai, adding the two characteristics together, there was only one answer.

"Wait! The garbage minerals you mentioned, wouldn't be..."

Onoki's face instantly turned darker than Mifune's, and the food in his hand didn't smell good anymore.

"Uh... the metal refined from that kind of mineral seems to be quite popular among you ninjas."

It's over, that bunch of bastards from the Land of Waves picked up a huge leak! (End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 483 =====