Chapter 249: The Mizukage Championship
Masahiko came out of the Senju clan compound, first returned to the Taobao Shop, told Sara about going to the Hidden Mist Village, and informed her he would be back in three to five days at the shortest, or one to two months at the longest.
Sara had no objections. She was already used to Masahiko's frequent "long trips," and she did not need Teuchi's help; she could take good care of herself.
After receiving her reply, Masahiko pondered for a moment and put the Fat Cat into his space. Although it was stupid, Masahiko was really used to seeing it every day.
After a slight hesitation, Masahiko also entered the space. Masahiko had not yet figured out the specific directions of the space's nodes, but he had an inexplicable confidence, feeling that he was a lucky "European" (slang for someone with extremely good luck in games). He had forgotten the fear of being dominated by "mining" grinding mechanics n-years ago.
"Masahiko Uzumaki is a lucky European." Masahiko muttered while pointing his finger around. After saying the word "European," his finger stopped on a node.
"Off you go!"
In the next second, Masahiko looked out at a boundless desert, not knowing what to say.
"I have three chances." Masahiko decisively comforted himself.
"Off you go!"
"Off you go!"
"Forget it, I will just fly there."
...
The Land of Water is very small in area, the smallest among the original Five Great Nations. Even with the current Five Great Nations after including the Land of Whirlpools, the Land of Water is still the smallest, with the Land of Whirlpools ranking second to last.
The small area cannot be blamed on the ninjas of the Land of Water not being strong. It can only be said that the island where the Land of Water is located is only that big. If they wanted to expand, they did not have Masahiko's land-reclamation strength.
As for the Hidden Mist Village, its location was also strange. It was established deep in the mountains, shrouded in mist all year round.
After half a day of traveling, just as the sky was getting dark, Masahiko arrived at a peak surrounding the Hidden Mist Village and looked towards the village from afar.
"Look at what? I cannot see a damn thing." Masahiko muttered. The dim sky and thick mist completely obscured his line of sight.
Compared to other villages, the Hidden Mist Village was relatively mysterious. Except for the Great Ninja Wars, they rarely interacted with other villages, which could be considered an "isolationist policy." However, the village's strength was not weak, especially the successive generations of the Seven Ninja Swordsmen of the Mist...
Thinking of this, Masahiko suddenly smiled. "What Seven Ninja Swordsmen? The Land of Whirlpools already has four of their great swords."
He did not use his original appearance. Masahiko felt that he was already a great master whose enemies would flee at the mere sight of him. Even if Akatsuki's forces were really still in the Hidden Mist Village, they would flee if they knew he was here.
"In Konoha, I am called Hagoromo. In the Hidden Sand Village, I am called Hamura. Then in the Hidden Mist Village... I will be called Ashura." Masahiko lowered his seniority by a generation.
Slightly changing his style, he transformed into a middle-aged man with a common face. Then he took the Fat Cat out of his space and held it in his arms. He felt this made him look a bit more harmless to humans and animals.
After a few flashes, Masahiko arrived on a main road and walked towards the Hidden Mist Village.
This road was the only way out for the Hidden Mist Village located deep in the mountains. It was meant for the civilians of the Land of Water who came to issue missions to pass through.
The deeper he went into the mountains, the more damp and cold the air became. The Fat Cat in his arms burrowed deeper into Masahiko's clothes. Its fur, meant to keep it warm, had been shaved off by half by Masahiko.
"Why build a village in such a godforsaken place."
More than ten minutes later, Masahiko finally arrived at the entrance of the Hidden Mist Village.
A guard came up to greet him, his attitude very cold and harsh. Masahiko immediately gave him a one-star bad review in his mind.
"Issuing a mission?" These words were spoken so coldly that it made the Fat Cat shiver even more.
"Treating their financiers like this, how has the Hidden Mist Village survived until now?" Masahiko muttered inwardly, but outwardly he smiled happily. "Yes, issuing a mission."
"What mission?"
Masahiko was startled. Asking right at the village entrance?
He had originally planned to use the excuse of issuing a mission to see the Mizukage, so he could see if the Mizukage was being controlled by others. If controlled, he would make a move; if not, he would just fly away. At most, he would just tell him "an old senior is observing the people's conditions." Would anyone dare to stop him? But now...
Masahiko felt speechless in his heart. Looking at the Fat Cat in his arms, he had a sudden inspiration. "To find a good-looking male cat to mate with it."
The Hidden Mist ninja opposite him finally showed another expression on his face — Are you kidding me?
"You have to understand the pain of a fatty. It is not happy at all if it cannot find a boyfriend," Masahiko continued.
"You will have to wait until ten days from now to issue a mission," the Hidden Mist ninja opposite him finally replied. "You can find an inn in the village to stay at first."
"Ten days from now?" Masahiko was stunned.
"Do not ask what you should not ask!"
"Heh, my bad temper." Masahiko muttered as he walked into the village. "Just wait until this old ancestor finishes his business, see if I don't string you up and beat you."
"Right, Fat Cat?"
"Meow~" The Fat Cat had absolutely no idea it had already been sold out by Masahiko.
The Hidden Mist Village was very small, much smaller than Konoha. There were few ninjas, and even fewer civilians.
The Blood Mist policy had caused many ninjas to lose their lives in infighting. The environment full of deadly intent also caused fewer and fewer civilians to live here. Even if a few civilians were seen sporadically, they were in a hurry.
"Inn, inn..." Masahiko hugged the Fat Cat and looked for an inn, wandering half a circle before finally finding one.
The inn was not small, and it was integrated with a restaurant. Masahiko walked through the door and saw all sorts of people eating.
It was exactly dinner time. Masahiko swept his eyes over the room and surprisingly found not a single empty table.
"Are all these people here to issue missions? And they are all staying here. I thought I was the only one being targeted." Masahiko shook his head and smiled.
"Guest, what would you like to eat?"
The inn owner's attitude was not bad. Masahiko scanned him and saw he was not a ninja.
"Just bring some fish." Masahiko gestured at the Fat Cat in his hands. "Are there any seats and rooms left?"
The owner showed a difficult expression. "There are no more seats, but we do still have rooms."
"It is fine, I will share a table." Masahiko was very easygoing. It was a good opportunity to inquire about why it took ten days to issue a mission. He did not want to wait that long. If all else failed, he could only be a night prowler once.
"If I knew it would be like this, wouldn't it have been better to just sneak in directly?" Masahiko sighed in his heart.
Finding a random table to sit at, the person eating opposite him was a slightly chubby young man, not a ninja.
Facing the Fat Cat held in Masahiko's hands, the other party showed a slight look of disgust.
"Master, he is disgusted by you." Masahiko chuckled softly, then spoke up. "Here to issue a mission? Have to wait until ten days later, are you in a hurry? Do you want to issue the mission ahead of time? I have a way..."
The person opposite glanced at Masahiko. "Do not try to trick people, mister. Right now, the Hidden Mist Village is holding a tournament to select the Fourth Mizukage. Who would take our missions? Just wait patiently."
"I just love naive kids like you." Masahiko laughed inwardly. Before they could even have a deep conversation, the other party had already told him the information he wanted to know. There was absolutely no need for any leading questions.
"Then the question comes, what the heck is a tournament to select the Fourth Mizukage? The Mizukage Championship?"
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