[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-simultaneously-transmigrated-everyone-s-an-abstr":3,"chapter-simultaneously-transmigrated-everyone-s-an-abstr-simultaneously-transmigrated-everyone-s-an-abstr-chapter-70":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"chinese","Simultaneously Transmigrated: Everyone's an Abstract Meme Lord",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":19,"prevChapterSlug":20,"totalChapters":21,"novelImage":22},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":15,"volume":16,"translator":17,"content_hash":18},2338275,4571,"Chapter 70: Warm Two Jugs of Sake, Add a Plate of Tempura","simultaneously-transmigrated-everyone-s-an-abstr-chapter-70",70,"\u003Cp>I heard from Kakashi that Itachi took Naruto because Itachi learned the Akatsuki was searching for Tailed Beasts.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiraiya frowned at this and immediately asked, “Do Itachi know about the Akatsuki?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>To Jiraiya, the Akatsuki had always been an extremely mysterious organization.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That Rojie knew anything about them surprised him greatly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“The Third Hokage mentioned the Akatsuki to me.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Rojie spoke without changing expression.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Upon hearing this, the coffin lid of the Third Hokage beneath the Memorial Stone would surely shake violently.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Rojie continued, “The Hidden Leaf planted a spy inside the Akatsuki.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Who?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiraiya’s gaze locked tightly onto Rojie.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Itachi Uchiha.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Rojie uttered the name; Jiraiya froze, clearly not expecting the spy to be Itachi Uchiha.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Isn’t he the one who slaughtered the Uchiha clan...”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Before Jiraiya could finish, Rojie interrupted.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“His loyalty is questionable, but I’ve made him understand his place.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“In the future, Itachi may try to contact him.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With that, Rojie turned and took a thick stack of files from a nearby cabinet—clearly packed with substantial content.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“These are the Hidden Leaf’s intelligence files on the Akatsuki.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Some came from the Root, some from Itachi, and some left behind by the Third Hokage.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Take them back and study them carefully.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“The Akatsuki is a serious threat to the village—never underestimate them.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As he spoke, Rojie extended the files toward Jiraiya.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiraiya stared at the sheer volume of intelligence, his pupils contracting in shock.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>All the classified information he’d spent years chasing—was it really just sitting in boxes in the Hokage’s office?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>All those years of braving wind and dew to gather intel—he’d been better off as a file clerk in the Hokage Tower.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Without waiting for Jiraiya to examine them, Rojie tapped the desk, signaling he could leave.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The intelligence Rojie gave Jiraiya was remarkably comprehensive.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even the Akatsuki member roster was included.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Though some of it, as he claimed, was genuine.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But the most critical, core intelligence was written by Rojie from memory of the original source.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yes, it was none other than Kishimoto’s secret manuscript.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In Rojie’s view, the Akatsuki must be eradicated.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Only by completely eliminating this threat could the Fourth Shinobi World War be prevented at its root.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And avoid a mysterious masked man calling late at night asking if Itachi’d like the Moon’s Eye Plan meal set.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When he eventually moved to unify the shinobi world, he wouldn’t have to worry about sabotage from behind.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Unifying the shinobi world requires war too?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That’s different.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This is the Shinobi World Unification War, launched by the righteous Fifth Hokage, Rojie!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not the Fourth Shinobi World War, instigated by that evil little Uchiha brat!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiraiya was idle anyway.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Rather than searching for some prophesied child, let him investigate the Akatsuki’s specifics.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It would prepare him perfectly for Rojie’s eventual full-scale purge of the Akatsuki.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As for whether Jiraiya might get killed by Pain in the process?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Please.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With the intelligence Rojie provided, Jiraiya has evolved into a T0 ninja.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Intelligence Jiraiya!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even Pain’s Six Paths would be utterly defeated before Intelligence Jiraiya.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even if he can’t win, escaping will be easy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Several days later, at a sake bar in the Hidden Leaf Village.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Unlike other places, this one had a large L-shaped counter out front, stocked with sake ready to be warmed at any time.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ninja returning from missions, after dispersing in the evening, could buy a bowl of sake for four ryo.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But that was months ago—now each bowl cost five ryo.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The new Fifth Hokage had given all ninja a stipend.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even genin received extra pay each month.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ordinary villagers had also earned significantly more.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Those standing outside the counter drinking were mostly genin—not wealthy, just ordering a bowl of sake and chatting endlessly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Only the jōnin, dressed in green vests, could step into the private alcoves, order sake and dishes, and sip slowly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tsunade was the only jōnin who drank standing at the counter.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She was tall and elegantly proportioned, like cherry blossoms wrapped around a plum branch.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her figure, clad in the green tunic, evoked the flow of the Naka River—the shoulders curved like steep embankments, the waist narrowing sharply into an arch, yet spilling dramatically at the hem’s slit like crashing waves.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Patrons always fell silent when she leaned over to pour sake.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The unrestrained fullness trembled against the counter, sending three ripples through the coarse ceramic bowl.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Because Tsunade often lost at gambling yet never stopped, others nicknamed her “The Gambler’s Nightmare.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Whenever Tsunade arrived, everyone watching her laughed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Someone called out, “Tsunade-sama, your debt to the village has been posted!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She didn’t answer, but told the bartender, “Warm two jugs of sake, and bring a plate of tempura.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then Tsunade carefully laid out nine large bills on the counter.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The patrons loudly teased again, “Itachi must have borrowed more money again!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tsunade widened her eyes. “How can Itachi slander someone without cause...”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What cause? I saw Itachi yourself yesterday, with your ear being yanked by Shizune.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tsunade flushed crimson, veins bulging on her forehead. “Forced debts don’t count as owing!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Can ninja debts even be called owing?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then came more incomprehensible rambling—bad luck, next hand will turn it all around, Rojie owes me thirty-five million ryo, and so on.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Everyone burst into laughter; the air inside and outside the bar filled with merriment.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Behind her back, people said Tsunade came from a noble family but was terrible with money and addicted to gambling.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thus, she grew poorer and poorer, nearly reduced to begging.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fortunately, she was an expert in medical ninjutsu, healing injuries in exchange for a bowl of sake.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After drinking half a bowl, Tsunade’s flushed face gradually returned to normal when she heard footsteps outside, rapid as a downpour.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Two police force ninja burst in, their red-and-white badge gleaming blood-red in the sun—but they dropped their eyes the instant Tsunade turned her head.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her face had once been dazzlingly beautiful; now, her eyelids were stained with drunken flush, more flamboyant than the red lanterns hanging above the eaves.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The older ninja unslung his sword and placed it beside the counter, grimacing. “Tsunade-sama, how did Itachi sneak out again to drink?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tsunade didn’t answer, simply tilted her head and drained the last of her sake.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Amber liquid trickled down her chin into the open collar of her tunic.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her neck, startlingly pale, resembled fresh snow on a plum branch—yet the sake traced winding streams into the deeper folds of her clothing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The younger ninja quickly turned away, his sword’s bell jingling wildly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“There’s no good sake in prison.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tsunade tapped her empty bowl with her fingers and laughed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The rim still bore a faint lipstick mark—a vivid red dot, far more alive than the paper flowers stuck in the counter.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Put it on my tab.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>(End of Chapter)\u003C\u002Fp>",1133,"2026-06-20T22:07:49.142Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","bf23f8c8009f0b4691346246b027ec3039656de64f61efd88cccaa70cab15548","simultaneously-transmigrated-everyone-s-an-abstr-chapter-71","simultaneously-transmigrated-everyone-s-an-abstr-chapter-69",258,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fsimultaneously-transmigrated-everyone-s-an-abstr-cover.jpg"]