Konoha's talent

Tsunade said that in the correspondence with Oshemaru a few days ago, he knew that the war between Konoha and Sain had officially entered the decisive stage, and both sides had opened the final hole cards. Maybe the success or failure will be known in a short time!

Because of this, Konoha has invested more ninja power on the battlefield over there, and it is bound to win. The victory of this war is very critical, and it may be the turning point of the Konoha crisis.

If you win, other Ninja villages may weigh their own weight again; if you lose, I'm sorry, it's very common in the game between Ninja villages that the wall falls!

"Then what do we need to do next? We can't continue to wait for Mist to come here! The initiative needs to be held in our hands!"

Mito Menyan's eyes slowly moved across the faces of the ninjas on the long table, and the words were also leading in one direction.

As a retired ninja who experienced countless battles in the early days, he has experienced Konoha's extremely strong period, and he also supported Konoha with the three generations of Naruto when Konoha was at a low point.Therefore, he has always been a strong person, no matter what his age, he hopes that his side will take the initiative!

Konoha has been in a defensive posture for this period of time, which makes him a bit uncomfortable, but this is the situation. Konoha has invested a lot of manpower and material resources in the hot battlefields that are fighting elsewhere, and the battlefield here seems very deserted. But there has been a slight turnaround recently, and he doesn't want the battlefield he is in to continue to defend himself!

The long table was silent. If the Konoha Ninja took the initiative as Mito Menyan said, then the number of casualties would not be as easy as it is now. Moreover, everyone here is from a big family, and it is also a family. The interests of the people are very important.

"Why, stop talking? The long-term pain is not as good as the short-term pain. On this matter, my opinion and the consultant Mito Menyan are basically the same. Konoha should really control the war! But we need to discuss the details slowly. Come up with a set of really effective and feasible policies!"

Tsunade leaned back, leaned back on the chair, and glanced at everyone's faces strongly, his tone of voice was beyond doubt!

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"Huh! What a leisurely day today!" Saitama sat on a crossbar with a relaxed tone, sitting next to him with the same silent silence.

"How come, don't you have a mission today? I can't see you during the day!"

Silent tilted his head and looked at Saitama, sucking in his nose, her short hair floating in the wind very smoothly.

"You follow Tsunade-sama every day, shouldn't you know this best?"

Saitama didn't turn his head to look at Silent, staring at the tents in front of him with a bored tone.

"How can I know these things? Besides, Tsunade-sama, I dare not approach them when they are discussing major issues."

Silent was slightly annoyed, and punched Saitama on the shoulder. The longer she spent with Saitama, the more presumptuous her attitude became.

"We should take the initiative to attack in a few days! Recently, after discussing plans, Konoha is tired of being defensive."

Saitama was also present at the meeting that day. As a Konoha ninja who has been in the limelight recently, Saitama also has the qualifications to participate in some high-level meetings. Moreover, due to his outstanding performance, Uchiha Amaki also intends to bring Saitama into some circles. Training, he is very optimistic about Saitama's future and the changes to Uchiha as a whole.

"Oh, this! I was listening to Master Tsunade, but it doesn't have much contact with you if you don't have a mission!"

"Too lazy to tell you!" Saitama shrugged, jumped off the crossbar, and walked towards the camp.

It was ten noon, it was time to eat, and Saitama's belly was already protesting against him.

"Hey! Wait for me!"

Silent caught up with him, his face a little bit uneasy, and Saitama left without saying anything.

Although he is a few years older than Saitama, he is half a head shorter than Saitama. In recent months, the height of Saitama has increased by leaps and bounds, successfully breaking through 1.7 meters, becoming a second-level disability in the memory of previous lives.

"Where are you going?!" Silent asked, a little strange.

"Eating, where else to go?" Saitama touched his stomach, and touched a layer of strong muscles, his perfect eight-pack abs.

"Oh, then I'll go too! Bring some back to Tsunade-sama by the way!"

Silent nodded, and followed Saitama, without a trace of abnormality on his face.

"Follow you!" Saitama strode forward, the knife on his waist flicked, and Silent trot to follow Saitama's pace, and the short hair was also flicked behind his head.

Chapter 63: People grow weeds if they don't plant flowers in their hearts

"Why do you see me?"

Saitama held an animal's leg in his hand, and from time to time he tore a large piece of meat, then chewed a few times with his teeth before swallowing his stomach.

"Do you usually eat like this?" Silent felt that his head was a little big, and Saitama's appearance actually looked like a starving ghost.

"There is no task to have time to eat like this today!" Saitama said, and at the same time he liked Konoha Ninja's food again.

"Well, you can actually eat slowly, no one will rob you anyway."

Silent looked around, indicating that there were no more people around Saitama.

"What do you mean?" Saitama didn't think there was anything wrong with his way of eating, and he didn't make any noise when eating, which disturbed people nearby. Although there was only one person nearby, he was a little confused in his eyes and mouth. Stop the action and watch the silence.

"Nothing, you continue to eat!" Mute shook his head quickly without looking at those eyes.

"whispering sound!"

Saitama continued to eat, feeling silent a bit inexplicably, thinking that girls of this age might be so hypocritical!

In this way, Saitama ate food for five people alone, and four of the hind legs of animals weighing about two catties, not counting other food.

"Huh! Really comfortable!" Saitama leaned on the chair and put his hands on the table, relaxed.

"Are you finished?" Mute watched as Saitama put so much food into his stomach, the expression on his face was numb.

"Well, it's almost there!" Saitama picked up a toothpick on the table, and praised Konoha's logistics again in his heart.

"Then let's go?" Silent gestured to Saitama, and at the same time picked up the meal that Tsunade had brought on the table.

"let's go!"

Saitama slowly got up, holding a toothpick in his mouth, and walked outside.

"Yo, Saitama!"

As soon as he walked out of this tent, Saitama met Uchi Bomori who was about to come to eat.

"Hi!" Saitama waved his hand and continued to tease the toothpick in his mouth with his tongue, making it roll around his mouth.

"What is this? Huh!" Uchihason raised his eyebrows at Saitama, his eyes showing a bad look.

"What else can I do here besides eating?" Saitama squinted at Uchiha Mori, he could see the dirty thoughts in Mori's heart at a glance, and the pure friendship of friends changed in his eyes.

"Isn't this you?" Uchi Bomori didn't believe it, and bent his two thumbs.

"whispering sound!"

Saitama pulled a blushing mute beside him, and walked away quickly.

"Saitama!"

Uchi Pomori called out from behind, and Saitama turned around.

"Come on!" I saw him lip into Saitama, and at the same time he clenched his hand into a fist, doing cheering!