Chapter 120: The Holy Land of Fire in the Ninja World?

"How much is this rice per pound?"

"Three hundred taels per pound."

"Duo? Duo Shao?!"

In the underground black market of the Land of Fire, Kakuzu, who covered his body tightly, looked at the black market rice vendor across the street with a stunned expression.

Three hundred taels per pound, why don't you go and rob?

Kakuzu suppressed his anger.

"Is your rice ear made of gold? Or is the rice grain made of gold?"

Three hundred taels? !

What a joke!

Three hundred taels per pound of rice, ten pounds is three thousand taels, one hundred pounds is thirty thousand, rounded up, it's one hundred million!

How many bounties does he have to kill to earn the money for this rice!

"It's up to you to buy it or not, where can you get rice now? This is all hybrid rice from the experimental field, much more precious than ordinary rice!"

The rice vendor looked at Kakuzu with disdain, his tone quite impatient.

Kakuzu's body was wrapped tightly in a black robe, even his face was covered, revealing only a pair of green eyes.

For a moment, he had the idea of ​​tearing off the black robe.

If this vendor knew that the ninja he had angered was a famous immortal ninja in the underground black market, he might be scared to death.

But Kakuzu didn't do it in the end.

He couldn't afford to lose this person.

He, Kakuzu, had fought with Hashirama Senju in the past!

If his colleagues in the black market found out that he was buying rice, wouldn't he lose face?

The damn leader actually asked me to do such a thing.

Kakuzu was quite dissatisfied with Tendo Pain's decision.

But who made the Rain Country seriously short of rice now?

Since Namikaze Mirai blocked the import of rice from the Rain Country, the rice market in the Rain Country has become more and more chaotic, the price of rice has soared, and it is difficult to find a rice.

Every day, I don't know how many civilians fight for food, and the rice is already stained with blood.

In order to slow down this phenomenon, the self-proclaimed god Pain had to send them to buy rice from the black market and secretly transport it back to the Rain Country.

Kakuzu thought about resisting, but when he thought of the godlike power of his leader, he finally gave up.

Kakuzu could only vent his resentment on Namikaze Mirai.

If that guy hadn't blocked the rice market, it wouldn't have turned out like this.

Just when Kakuzu was indignant, a piece of news on the TV hanging on the wall of the black market attracted his attention.

"The experimental fields of the Fire Country have a bumper harvest! The hybrid rice yield has reached a new historical high!"

Yamato on the TV was dressed in formal clothes and was energetically introducing Konoha's hybrid rice.

The scene changed, and the experimental fields of the Fire Country were being harvested. The endless golden rice ears in the fields were being harvested in an orderly manner by rows of machines and continuously put into sacks.

The bulging rice bags were piled up into mountains, and from a distance, they looked like a rich hillside.

"As you can see, Konoha now controls the most abundant food industry in the Ninja World. According to calculations, the rice grown in the Land of Fire can supply 70% of the population in the Ninja World."

Yamato's proud voice spread outside the TV.

Countless residents in the Land of Fire, the Land of Grass, and even the Land of Rain were sitting in front of the TV, listening to his speech.

"In this world, there are still many people who are not getting enough food and are suffering from hunger."

"Konoha, which controls abundant food resources, upholds the spirit of humanitarianism and strives to ensure that all people in the Ninja World who are suffering from hunger can have enough food."

Yamato, dressed in formal attire, spread his hands and spoke with emotion.

"If you are not getting enough food, come to the Land of Fire!"

"If you are suffering from hunger, come to the Land of Fire!"

"If you want a better life, come to the Land of Fire!"

Many people who were watching TV, especially the residents of Konoha, listened to the impassioned voice and suddenly felt that their blood was boiling and their hearts were surging.

In the slums of the Land of Rain, many residents who were watching Yamato's speech had a hint of desire in their eyes.

Gurgle...

My stomach made a sound like it was on strike.

The Land of Rain was too poor. With years of war, having enough food had become a luxury.

As long as they arrived at that place, would they be able to have enough food...

Many residents looked at their old, leaky slums and the skinny children leaning beside them, and fell into deep entanglement.

On the one hand, Pain was smearing the Land of Fire.

On the other hand, they wanted to have enough food.

How to choose?

...

The Hidden Grass Village.

In the shabby tent, a thin, ragged red-haired woman was sticking to the gap in the tent, staring intently at the TV in the opposite tent.

"Damn Konoha! What are you thinking of again!"

"Can't you get enough food anywhere? Why go to Konoha?"

The two grass ninjas watching TV cursed angrily, not noticing the woman peeking from behind the crack in the wall.

Although she was only in her twenties, the woman looked haggard and didn't look like her age at all. Her arms were covered with dense bite marks, which looked shocking.

"Eat enough... a better life..."

Yamato's speech on TV attracted her attention, and her eyes seemed to shine.

Aren't these two points what she longed for?

But in this cruel ninja world, even survival has become a problem, and eating enough is even more of a fantasy.

Just because her blood contains special healing abilities, she was kept in captivity by the grass ninjas, and different grass ninjas took turns sucking her blood every day, living a life worse than that of livestock.

Uzumaki Karin couldn't bear to look at the girl sleeping on the bed.

Karin, her daughter, was only four years old.

When she grows up, she will have the same physique, and she will also become a venting tool for these beasts, right?

Uzumaki Karin's eyes showed a strong struggle.

Escape to the Land of Fire?

At least, let Karin escape the same fate.

...

The Land of Fire, Konoha.

Yamato, who finished his speech in front of the camera, walked down the stands, came to Namikaze Mirai, and asked expectantly.

"Teacher, did I do okay?"

"Very good."

Mirai Namikaze smiled.

It was his idea to spread the news of Konoha's absorption of refugees through TV.

"Tsunade, it's your turn."

Mirai Namikaze looked at Tsunade beside her.

"Got it."

Tsunade curled her lips. It really didn't suit her character to be on TV.

However, as the chairman of the Red Cross Relief Society, she still had to complete her job.

So, those residents who had watched Yamato's speech and were hesitating in front of the TV saw a familiar face appear on TV again in shock.

"Tsunade, Tsunade?"

Compared to Yamato, who has only recently become famous, Tsunade, the princess of the Fire Country, the ninja saint, and one of the three ninjas, is obviously more well-known.

As soon as she appeared, she attracted most of the attention.

Tsunade on TV took a deep breath.

"People who are suffering, the Land of Fire will become your new home."

"I, Tsunade, swear as the chairman of the Konoha Red Cross Rescue Association that I will lead you who are suffering to a better life."