Chapter 58: Instructor Bull

"Keep up!" Instructor Bull shouted.

The crowd followed closely behind him.

"Why are you tailing me so closely?" Instructor Bull suddenly turned around and asked.

"...?!" Everyone looked puzzled.

"I told you to follow, but can't you do it properly? Now climb the trees!" Instructor Bull roared.

Everyone leaped onto the trees, but the trees couldn't handle their weight, and the leaves fell one after another.

"You fools!" The shinobi with the bullhead slashed the tree trunk with an angry expression, creating a big gap. The other ninjas jumped up in fright.

"We have plenty of trees here; must you all jump on just one? Where's your teamwork and cooperation? If enemies are lurking nearby, we'll be exposed. Or are you feeling cold and want to huddle together for warmth?" Instructor Bull scolded them, showing no mercy, and everyone fell silent.

"If you were on a covert mission alone and found a well-worn path, would you still walk on it?" Instructor Bull suddenly asked.

"Rat, you answer."

"If it were me, I'd avoid that path," the thin ninja said. "Firstly, a well-worn path indicates that people pass through, increasing the risk of exposure. Secondly, as a ninja, it's easier to remain hidden among the trees in case of emergencies."

"Indeed, that makes sense," Instructor Bull nodded.

"Instructor, if it were me, wouldn't it be better to disguise myself as a passerby and walk normally?" Nightingale spoke up suddenly.

"Haha!" Instructor Bull sneered. "Pretending to be an ordinary person, do you think that'll get you anywhere?"

"This..." Nightingale was at a loss for words.

"As an ANBU ninja on a secret mission, never rely on your enemies. Unless your strength is enough to overpower everyone, even if you manage to deceive some people, once you're exposed, your mission and your life are over."

"When you're on a mission, caution is paramount. Don't let any accidents happen, because it's either you eliminating the accident or the accident destroying you."

Instructor Bull chopped off a bush with one swing of his knife, revealing a few berries inside. He picked them up, put them in his hand, and casually ate them.

"If I'm blocking off an area and there's someone on the road, I'll attack directly, whether you're a ninja or not!"

Instructor Bull stared at Nightingale, his eyes filled with a fierce intensity, but to Orochimaru, it seemed like a cruel smile.

"How can you do that?" Nightingale was startled and confused.

"Haha." Instructor Bull turned around, wiped the scarlet berry juice at the corner of his mouth, and fell silent.

At that moment, there was a rustling sound in the grass, and a large centipede, three or four meters long, suddenly appeared, its two poisonous fangs gleaming coldly, headed straight for Instructor Bull.

"A natural ingredient!" Instructor Bull cheered, kicked the centipede with one foot, sending it flying, and then took out a few kunai to finish it off.

"Even though this thousand-footed centipede is large, it's far from being a ninja beast, and its intelligence is too low."

Instructor Bull tore off the centipede's head, and the yellow-brown blood splashed everywhere, but none of it touched him.

"This kind of centipede isn't very poisonous. It merely causes paralysis." Instructor Bull plucked some bristles from the centipede's tail. "But these bristles have a natural paralyzing effect. They are hard and moderately weighted. Useful for combat." After speaking, he put a small handful of bristles into his ninja bag.

Orochimaru carefully observed the surroundings. Instructor Bull was undoubtedly an experienced ninja, moving through the forest of death as comfortably as if he were at home.

Nightingale breathed in the quiet forest air, feeling her chakra becoming more active, and the leaves around her grew denser.

Orochimaru also sensed the natural chakra here, feeling a natural energy resonating within him.

"There's a lot of natural chakra here." Orochimaru took a deep breath and felt extremely invigorated. The weak spiritual forces in his perception in the forest responded to his call, and many of them were snakes.

"Come here." Orochimaru sent out a spiritual awareness, and a snake over a meter long slithered over, its bright red tongue flickering at him.

"There are many snakes here. Maybe I can find an opportunity to cultivate ninja beasts," Orochimaru thought to himself.

"What's that guy up there doing? Pay attention." Instructor Bull swiftly threw a handful of centipede bristles, and several bats immediately dropped from the air.

"What quick reflexes," Orochimaru was impressed.

Instructor Bull grabbed a bat and snapped its head off with a click. He lifted his mask and put the bat into his mouth, savouring the blood for a moment.

"Ugh! That's disgusting..." A few ninjas felt nauseous.

"Humph! A bunch of kids." Instructor Bull didn't say much in response, "Sometimes in the wild, you can't build a fire for concealment, so you have to find high-protein foods to supplement your energy, like scorpions, bats, and pigs. Your target..."

"Ugh..." Some people couldn't take it anymore. In fact, they preferred facing enemies head-on. During a war, they had logistical support, and there was no need for ninjas to worry about food.

"What's he doing? Ignore him," Orochimaru whispered mockingly. He felt perfectly fine. In fact, he was licking his lips excitedly. He enjoyed this atmosphere. It might be attributed to the influence of his white serpent's blood, which carried a wild and bloodthirsty nature.

As long as it's not something poisonous or deadly, the foodies of the China in his previous life would include anything in their recipes.

"After eating, make sure to erase any traces and flavours. You also need to cover your tracks and mark the places you pass through to avoid getting lost or falling into illusions." Instructor Bull continued to instruct, "If you can't handle these tasks, stick to eating dry rations."

"Huh? There is actually such a good thing!" Instructor Bull saw that there was a piece of purple soil in front of him, and a low plant bearing a bright purple-blue fruit. He went up to pick it off and wipe it.

"Rat, come and eat it."

"Uh..." A skinny ninja jumped down from the tree, looking at this bright fruit with some hesitation.

"Eat it quickly, I promise it's safe!" Instructor Bull threw the fruit over.

Having said that, the ninja codenamed Rat took a few bites.

"It seems a little sour?"

However, Instructor Bull has ignored him, turned around and stretched out an index finger to everyone, and said solemnly ,"Haha! You guys are still young," Instructor Bull commented without much concern. "In the wild, you can't trust anyone too much. Safety is never guaranteed, even if someone promises it!"

Everyone was shocked, and the ninja codenamed Rat was already lying on the ground, twitching uncontrollably.

"Ah—! It hurts—!!"

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