Uchiha's self-cultivation

Chapter 70 I'm Stupid

Daimyo looked at Obito and the pink potion in his hand with a strange expression, hesitated for a while, and whispered, "Are you really here to sell medicine?"

"Actually not." Obito's face was upright and awe-inspiring, with a faint sacred brilliance: "I am worried about your body, Daimyo, and I specially sent you the magic medicine for health care."

The corner of Daimyo's mouth twitched, feeling that the person in front of him might be thicker than him, but he also saw that the two had no killing intent, so he relaxed and said softly, "Are you from the Uchiha clan?"

"That's right." Obito nodded, with a warm smile on his face, and with a wave of his hand, an iron cage appeared on the table with a small white mouse in it.

"I believe you have also heard of the four-piece potion refined by the Uchiha family. Our level is definitely trustworthy."

While speaking, Obito poured a bottle of pink potion into the mouth of the mouse. After a while, the hair of the mouse stood on end, and it ran around the cage excitedly.

Daming looked at the high spirits in the crotch of the little white mouse, felt a little inferior in his heart, and asked hopefully: "Is it really useful?"

"Of course, it's non-toxic and has no side effects, and it's strong and long-lasting!" Obito's smile became more enthusiastic. For a long time; the blue color nourishes the body, strengthens the foundation and cultivates the vitality."

Daimyo imagined the scene of himself becoming a warrior, swallowed hard, and said cheerfully: "I bought it!"

"No, this is for you." Obito smiled and shook his head, pointing to the identity badge on the daimyo's waist: "I just hope the daimyo can do me a little favor, we have to go to other nobles to promote it, it's inevitable Conflict, I hope to use the identity token of the daimyo."

The identity token is a confidential thing, just as the daimyo was about to refuse, he noticed the fallen ninjas around him and nodded helplessly.

In the capital of the Fire Country, Obito and Itachi Uchiha walked on the streets, looking at the bustling surroundings.

Itachi Uchiha went out for the first time, his eyes were full of curiosity, and he said with emotion: "It's so handsome, much bigger than our Konoha."

"Then do you think Konoha is better or Guodu?"

"Of course Konoha is good"

"Why?" Obito looked into Uchiha Itachi's eyes with a meaningful expression.

Uchiha Itachi froze for a moment, lowered his head in thought for a while, and said seriously: "Because I was born in Konoha, my relatives and friends are also in Konoha."

"Very good!" Obito patted Uchiha Itachi's shoulder with satisfaction, and there was a sense of appreciation in his voice: "You can think of this, which means that the persuasion song during this period is not in vain."

"But in my opinion, the biggest reason why Konoha made so many ninjas willing to die is his relatively fair system."

"A relatively fair system?" Uchiha Itachi's tone was a little puzzled.

"That's right, even if it's dark and dirty inside, at least it's fair and fair on the surface. Take you to a place, and you'll understand." Obito looked at the bustle and bustle around him, smiled sarcastically, and led Uchi Po Weasel walked in the other direction.

As far as the eye can see, there are low, dilapidated huts and disheveled civilians everywhere, and a huge mountain of garbage stands here, emitting a stench.

"What did you see?" Obito's eyes were a bit complicated, and he took out a handful of candies from his arms and distributed them to the children who surrounded him.

"I... Uchiha Itachi was a little shocked, and the numb eyes and lifeless expressions of the civilians around him gave him a huge shock.

"Why is this happening? Isn't this the capital of the country, and we saw another urban area so prosperous before, why?" Uchiha Itachi clenched his hands tightly, his face full of confusion.

"This is the class. There are nobles and relatively wealthy commoners over there, and the people here are called untouchables." Obito glanced around, watching these people dodge their fearful eyes, feeling a little depressed in his heart.

"Why is this happening!" Uchiha Itachi murmured blankly, looking at those children who were his age, barefoot, with tattered clothes, looking for scattered useful things on the garbage mountain like wild dogs on the street. things.

"This is reality." Obito touched Uchiha Itachi's head comfortingly, and his tone was full of emotion: "So, I think Konoha has its advanced side, but you can't limit your vision to Konoha Village. "

"The world is big and cruel. If you want to change all this, you can't limit your eyes to the Uchiha clan or Konoha Village."

"You have to think that there may be many children your age in the world, starving to death on the street or freezing to death in winter, many of them can't even eat a full meal or wear a complete dress .”

"Then what should we do?" The light in Uchiha Itachi's eyes was brighter than ever, staring at Obito's face.

"Why do you think they can't eat?" Obito circled with his fingers. Most of these civilians were thin and their faces were tightly pressed against their bones.

Uchiha Itachi frowned and thought for a while, then said: "Because there is not enough food in the ground."

"This is just a part." Obito raised two fingers, looked at Itachi Uchiha, and said earnestly: "Insufficient productivity and the system of exploitation and oppression have resulted in them not even being able to eat to eat."

"So what we have to do is to develop advanced productive forces and reform the system."

Uchiha Itachi nodded vigorously, and walked to the side street, where a little girl was crying.

"Give" Uchiha Itachi handed all his dry food to the little girl, trying to show a smile on his face.

At this time, Obito grabbed Uchiha Itachi's hand, looked at his puzzled eyes, smiled and shook his head.

"Take as much as you can eat." Obito opened the bag and handed it to the little girl.

"Thank you," the little girl timidly responded, holding a large piece of dried meat in each hand, and gobbling it up.

"You will only harm her if you give these dry food to her." Obito threw the remaining dried meat to Uchiha Itachi, pointing to the children who peeked over here: "Go and give them to them, and watch them eat it."

"Oh" Uchiha Itachi's face suddenly realized, and he ran to the side to distribute the dry food to the greedy children.

After a while, watching Uchiha Itachi come back with a happy face, Obito handed him the daimyo's identity token.

"Teacher, this is?" Uchiha Itachi held the token, his tone a little confused.

"Itachi, you are very kind!"

"But you are still too young and have too little experience, so you can easily be misled and let this kindness go astray."

"So" Obito held back the smirk on his face, and said righteously: "I've decided to let you sell the Mighty Men's Potion by yourself. You'll gain a lot of experience."

"Ah!" Uchiha looked at the disappearing figure of Obito, his face was a little dazed, thinking of those wild and unruly little white mice, there were two lines of regretful tears in his eyes.

"I'm so stupid, really, if I don't become a teacher, I won't"

(End of this chapter)