Interlude

Two days later, on the plains near the capital of fire.

The white clouds in the sky were like sails that floated in the sky.

The warm south wind blew over slowly, bringing with it the fresh smell of spring soil.

The pitch-black steam train slowly drove through the wild.

Uchiha Tunan sat in the carriage, wearing a cap, writing and drawing on the drawing board.

Opposite them sat a couple and a little girl. It was obviously a family of three.

The little girl had a face stuffed with candy and was standing on the seat. Her hands were on the table and she looked curiously at the drawing board in front of Uchiha Tunan.

In the deafening roar of the train, Uchiha Tunan's painting was finally completed.

"This is for you." Uchiha Tunan smiled gently at the little girl, took off the painting paper, and handed it over.

The little girl did not recognize strangers. Her pink little hand grabbed the painting paper and sat back in her seat. Her eyes were curved with a smile.

The woman beside him said softly, "Hurry up and thank uncle."

"Thank you, uncle." The little girl called out sweetly. Then, she pointed at the person in the painting and said, "This is me."

Uchiha Tunan did not take offense at the little girl's address. After all, his body had developed a little earlier than his peers.

In addition, his physique had recently been greatly enhanced, causing his height to rise sharply. He looked a little older than he truly is.

The middle-aged man who was leaning against the aisle opened his eyes and looked sideways at the drawing paper in the little girl's hand.

He saw that the drawing on this drawing was the appearance of a little girl holding the table and looking around curiously. The drawing was so vivid that it was like taking a photo.

The middle-aged man could not help but praise, "The drawing is really good. Are you a painter?"

Uchiha Tunan leaned back in his seat, holding the drawing board in one hand and turning the pen in the other. He shook his head and said,

"No, I am a Konoha Ninja who protects the country. Drawing is just an amateur hobby. I just started to learn it."

The man heard this,

Immediately, a respectful expression appeared on his face, "So you're lord Ninja."

Uchiha Tunan chuckled and said lightly, "Please don't call me that. Class doesn't distinguish between high and low."

But when he heard that Uchiha Tunan was a Ninja, the man obviously wanted to curry favor with him and coughed lightly,

"Actually, I also wanted to make Keiko a Ninja, but unfortunately, she didn't have the talent."

Uchiha Tunan looked at the scenery outside the window, and the pen in his hand began to move on the drawing board. He said slowly,

"In order to achieve the leap of class, unless the talent and effort are far beyond that of ordinary people, most of them still need generations of accumulation.

There are so many Genin in Konoha, and it is difficult for many Genin to even raise their families in order to carry out missions.

Why are they still unwilling to give up their identity as Ninjas?

Many still wanted to pave the way for the next generation.

There were too many benefits in connections, resources, and knowledge.

In some small families, every Genin was the hope of the family.

They were all children, and the children in Konoha, from medicinal baths to food, were different from the children outside.

They were even able to learn basic chakra training from their parents when they were very young. They were ahead of ordinary people from the starting line."

The man sighed and touched the little girl's head.

"Who doesn't know about these things? But it is too difficult to settle down in Konoha. It is not something that ordinary families like us can afford."

Uchiha Tunan narrowed his eyes and said slowly,

"The future will change. In the end, no talent will be buried in this world."

The man naturally did not believe Uchiha Tunan's words, but he still nodded and said,

"I wonder if you are Konoha's Genin or Chuunin?"

Uchiha Tunan lowered his head and carefully outlined the lines on the painting. He said lightly,

"Those things does not have much meaning to me.

Because that is not my goal."

The man had already reached into his pocket and seemed to be groping for something.

"Then what is your goal? Can we talk?"

Hearing this, Uchiha Tunan frowned slightly and said,

"It's hard to say. If you think about it carefully, there are many goals.

If you really want to talk about a final goal.

That is... "

As he spoke, Uchiha Tunan turned his head to look at the sky outside the window and slowly said,

"I want only the sky above my head."

The man was slightly stunned. He smiled and said,

"It's a bit hard to understand when big shots like you speak."

Then, he took out a business card from his pocket and respectfully handed it to Uchiha Tunan.

"I'm in the business of medicinal herbs. The origin is directly in the Fire Capital.

If your family needs it, you can send someone to take a look. The price is negotiable."

Although this person basically wouldn't have any dealings with him in the future, he still had to have at least respect.

Uchiha Tunan nodded slightly and took the business card out of courtesy. After glancing at it, he put the business card into the ninja bag.

The speed of the steam train was very slow, not much faster than a normal person walking.

Uchiha Tunan only saw it by chance and came up to take a look.

The train in the ninja world had been developed long ago, but it had always been relatively slow and not popular.

But from the looks of it now, Naraku seemed to be a good student who concentrated on listening.

He had always remembered Uchiha Tunan's teachings of wanting to become rich and build roads first.

There were not many passengers in the steam train, and 99 of them were merchants and accompanying guards.

Their goods were in the carriages behind.

The only advantage of the steam train was that the transport was large, and it was better than the traditional horse transportation.

Of course, it was useless for ninjas.

A Genin carrying a storage scroll was faster than any other way of transportation.

Suddenly, a white pigeon flew in from outside the window and landed on Uchiha Tunan's drawing board. "Coo!"

Uchiha Tunan reached out and patted the white pigeon gently. He smiled and said, "There is no need to remind me of such a small matter."

The white pigeon flapped its wings as if it was protesting that Uchiha Tunan was not treat it well.

Finally, it turned its head and jumped onto the table. It picked up a candy from a little girl and flew out of the window.

Uchiha Tunan saw the little girl looking at him with innocent big eyes, looking like she wanted to cry but did not dare to.

He immediately gave the little girl an apologetic look.

Then he activated the wind whisper.

He heard the roar of the train, the conversation of the passengers, the sound of the wind, the sound of insects crawling, a series of running sounds.

"It seems that there is a little trouble." Uchiha Tunan gently put down the drawing board and shook his head with a smile.

At this moment, the iron gate in front of the carriage was opened, and the conductor, who was wearing special clothes, said with a serious face,

"All alert, there is suspected to be a wandering ninja blocking the way."

Uchiha Tunan raised his eyebrows slightly. He had never thought that this guy would actually come to open the train.

"Damn it! How did I encounter such a thing?"

"What should I do? Can we defeat them?"

"This batch of goods, I bet everything on it."

...

Uchiha Tunan looked at the panic-stricken faces of the passengers and could not help but rub his chin.

He had always maintained a clear sense of self-positioning.

He was definitely not the protagonist. If he was right, he should be the biggest villain boss in the whole world in the future.

If the whole car knew that there was such a big villain sitting in the car, would they feel safer or more dangerous?