Kill them!

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Thank you TMAE for the powerstones hope you have a good life.

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"Brothers and sisters, to arms!" Fukushu's voice resonated like a signal, awakening the nervous villagers.

The villagers hurriedly gathered in a room with a large bell at its center, a place where their senses were alerted by the system whenever the command 'to arms' was given.

"Why are they taking so long? Doesn't it only take a few seconds to transform them in the game?" Fukushu wondered, his gaze fixed on the bandits who stood together, not venturing further into the fog.

"Leader, do you really believe there's a treasure here? Do you think those ninja were lying about the fall of the Uzumaki?" a man with a dirty face questioned, scanning the surroundings.

"Of course, you idiot! Didn't you see that tower? But what I don't understand is why there's a tower but not a single damn Ryo or any valuable item, just a flag," replied the muscular man with an ugly face, gripping his blade tightly.

"Hmph, if it weren't for this stupid fog blocking our sight, Ginku-sama would already have those treasures," the lady who was a fan remarked, while affectionately stroking Ginku's arm.

"Do you think this fog is because there are ghosts here, Ginku-senpai?" the thin man asked, anxiously looking around, his face filled with fear at the thought of ghosts.

'This coward, why do I even have subordinates like him? Thankfully, there are no more ninja here, or else this man would surely faint,' Ginku thought, shaking his head. 'Once I obtain those treasures, I'll gain fame among the other bandits, and they will flock to me. HAHA!' His eyes gleamed with ambition as he envisioned becoming the boss of many bandits.

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"Uzukage, we are here," Grandpa said with a muffled voice, as if something was blocking his mouth.

Fukushu, who had been observing the bandits strolling around as if on vacation, turned his attention to the villagers.

His jaw dropped in disbelief at what he saw. The villagers, who were supposed to be equipped with armor, swords, and helmets, were now clad in tight black clothing that covered their entire bodies and faces.

"Uzukage, we now possess chakra. We don't know how this happened, but it seems we have become ninjas," Terumi cheerfully exclaimed from the side, brimming with joy at her newfound ninja status.

"Some knowledge has been infused into our minds, such as substitution jutsu, transformation jutsu, and taijutsu. We also have kunai and shuriken as items," Yon added, his excitement palpable as the newfound power made him feel as if he could soar through the sky.

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" ... "

"What, did I say something wrong?" Yon scratched his head, perplexed by the lack of response from the others.

"You're not mute?" Terumi exclaimed in shock, pointing at Yon.

"You're the one who's mute!" Yon retorted, annoyed by the accusation. Yon was a quiet child and believed that talking too much was a waste of energy.

"Stop, hehe, don't bicker with each other anymore. Now that all of you are here and we also have chakra, we have the upper hand. But don't become overconfident; you all lack battle experience. Please, everyone, I hope we all have good luck," Fukushu said, turning his back to the villagers as he gazed at the bandits.

"Kill them!" Fukushu sighed as he sat in his chair, overlooking the land, knowing that it would once again be stained with blood.

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"Look, isn't that a building?" Ginku pointed at the structure in front of them.

"How did that building get so tall without being visible from the outside?" the lady wondered, her amusement evident.

"No need to think about it. We are surely rich now. I'm certain there's something left behind by those ninjas," Ginku exclaimed, excitement in his voice.

'Those ninjas are really stupid, leaving something here,' he sneered, showing his disdain for the ninja, the ninja's who are but a mere tools for those in higher positions.

"The twenty of you, ransack that building! I want everything inside brought here in ten minutes, even if it's just a piece of wood," he commanded, waving his hand. Half of his group stepped forward, ready to enter the building.

"Puchi!" A shuriken flew through the air, piercing the neck of the man in front. "Gahhhk!" The man, now bleeding profusely, tried to stem the flow with his hand, but eventually lost his strength and closed his eyes, succumbing to death.

"Shinobi!" someone shouted.