Chapter 8: Big Client

Although he felt that Konoha was a good place to go, after seeing Tsunade's expression, Shen Mo understood clearly in his heart.

She wanted to tie him up to Konoha.

This wouldn't do.

Konoha had many wealthy people, as did other places, but the most important thing was that as a mysterious merchant, he couldn't give people the impression that he would be restricted.

"If Tsunade-sama is willing to introduce clients to me, then there is nothing better," Shenmo said with a light laugh. "Through the badge, I can be contacted anytime, anywhere. If a client wants to buy a jar, I will rush over at the first opportunity."

"There's no need for that. Just come with me," Tsunade said, crossing her arms, her tone leaving no room for doubt, leaking her domineering aura.

"This won't do," Shen Mo's smile remained unchanged as he stood up. "I have many clients. So, Tsunade-sama, goodbye."

After an elegant bow.

Before Tsunade could prepare any action.

With a light bang, the whole person disappeared like a phantom.

The short-distance teleportation technique worth seven hundred trading points.

"Tsunade-sama!" Shizune couldn't help exclaiming.

"Space ninjutsu?" Tsunade furrowed her brow, but quickly shook her head, self-rejecting. "No, it's not like that."

As the granddaughter of the first Hokage, she was naturally familiar with the Flying Thunder God technique, a space teleportation technique developed by her second grandfather.

But the just now was completely different.

A spatial technique from another world?

After thinking for a moment, Tsunade stood up suddenly.

"Shizune, let's go back to Konoha."

The matter of the merchant from another world had to be communicated to the Third Hokage as soon as possible, and the money for resurrection had to be raised quickly.

For the first time in decades, Tsunade, who had run away, was determined to return to Konoha.

What kind of different follow-up this would cause had nothing to do with Shen Mo, who was now wandering around this small town.

It looked quite peaceful.

But like walking in a movie theater, in Shen Mo's original world, towns like this with short buildings were rarely seen.

"So what should I do next?"

Shen Mo casually exchanged for a chicken leg, leaned against a wall, and gnawed on it, looking at the few pedestrians on the street. Suddenly, he felt a strong sense of loneliness.

Alone in a different world.

In his mind, he was immersed in the system. After realizing he had crossed over, he tried to find the "return to Earth" purchase option as soon as possible, but found none.

If he customized it.

It also showed "insufficient trading points."

But he didn't lose all hope.

"...never mind, thinking too much is useless." Shen Mo quickly finished the chicken leg in his hand, wiped his mouth, "How much does a customized identity search service cost? Hmm, just over a thousand and three hundred for such a small town? Then let's find the richest one..."

In the world of Naruto, the strongest would undoubtedly be the ninjas.

But the wealthiest, not necessarily.

Ninjas don't engage in production work, and their numbers are far fewer than those of ordinary people. In name, this world is still managed by ordinary people, merchants, nobles, and these people's money may not be less than that of ninjas...

And in this town.

The highest status and richest family is the head of the Kitahara family, Kitahara Yukina, who is enjoying a banquet.

He is over fifty years old.

Very old and haggard.

His face is full of wrinkles, but he naturally has a kind of majesty, perhaps derived from his exquisite clothing, or perhaps from the wealth and power he possesses in his hand.

Suddenly.

There was a soft sound of "bang," and a person appeared abruptly in front of him."

"What person?"

A group of ninjas supported by the Kitahara family rushed over in an instant.

Shen Mo was not panicked at all, but silently muttered in his heart, "Exchange, mirror space."

In an instant, a mysterious atmosphere quickly spread, and an invisible barrier enveloped him and the Kitahara family.

The magic from Doctor Strange's place opened a small space for ten minutes, which would consume two thousand transaction points.

But the effect was excellent. The ninjas outside suddenly stopped. Each of them had a look of suspicion on their faces.

They looked around as if they had not seen anything. This sudden change made Kitahara Yuki suddenly stand up and widen his eyes.

His two sons couldn't bear it and trembled as they stepped back.

One of them shouted, and the other at least knew to stand in front of his father.

"You're welcome." Shen Mo had changed into a clean tailcoat and held a small delicate cane in his hand. He smiled lightly and greeted the father and his two sons in front of him.

"What's going on?"

"Did you do it?"

"Who are you, what do you want!?"

Although Kitahara Yuki did not speak, his tense body and slightly trembling palms showed that he was scared by this strange scene. Even the ninjas outside, including the one who was said to be a high-level ninja, had no idea what was going on, and after a moment they left.

Although he didn't know how the person in front of him did it, there was no doubt that he was someone he could not resist.

"Please allow me to introduce myself." Shen Mo elegantly bowed, "I am a merchant, a merchant who sells special goods."

He waved the cane in his hand lightly.

Ten small jars were placed quietly in front of him.

"I think... you might be interested in my goods, Mr. Kitahara." Shen Mo smiled.

"Merchant?" Kitahara muttered, looking at these jars, feeling slightly calmer in his heart. As long as it involved money, it was not the worst-case scenario.

"These are not ordinary jars." Shen Mo seemed to know what he was thinking, smiled, and said leisurely, "For countless years, we have traveled through countless worlds and sold miraculous jars to people. They contain all kinds of incredible miracles. If customers are lucky enough, they may even gain eternal life, powerful strength, and endless power. So, Mr. Kitahara, do you want to try one first?"

Kitahara found it difficult to understand Shen Mo's words, but now he seemed to have no right to refuse.

He wanted to speak, but was interrupted by Shen Mo.

"Your money is all ready."

Shen Mo seemed to know what he was going to say and waved his cane again. Stacks of coins, including gold and silver treasures, all appeared among them.

These were all the money belonging to the Kitahara family.

Customized service, consuming five thousand transaction points.

Kitahara Yuki took a deep breath...