Finally, the day came when the project was to be completed. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Conan stood at the source of the upstream, and with a slight wave of his right hand, the huge gate of the reservoir was suddenly opened.

In an instant, countless rivers rushed down, like a white dragon constantly rushing.

"Poof!"

"Whew!"

The white dragon went all the way forward, accompanied by a deafening roar, and the people on both sides of the river who heard the news shouted one after another.

"Ahh Yes! ”

All the people who saw the river along the way chased the river like crazy, even if they couldn't keep up with the speed of the river.

There were people who fell to the ground due to physical exhaustion, but as if they didn't notice the pain, they continued to struggle to get up and scream desperately.

They didn't even know why they were shouting like this, why they were so crazy, and some people kept laughing and shedding tears, as if they were crazy...

A flying thunder god returned to the camp, and Conan quietly looked at the people in front of him with excited anticipation.

These people include the ninjas of Konoha, the ninjas of the sand ninjas, the craftsmen that Conan found from other countries, and the civilians who volunteered to help in the country of the river.

At this moment, these people, who would not have intersected at all, stood here because of a common desire to complete a project that was impossible to play in their imagination.

Everyone stared intently in one direction, and the entire camp was silent without a sound, but their eyes were shining.

There is no doubt that they are proud at the moment.

Being able to participate in such a thing in their lifetime is definitely the proudest thing in their lives.

Finally, when I saw the white silver line in the distance, the camp seemed to explode in an instant, and it was boiling.

"Ahh

"Oooh!"

The people in the camp were far more crazy than the ones before them, because they had helped build the river themselves.

Here they have left sweat and memories, paid a lot, got a lot, and this project has a greater meaning for them.

People hugged and even kissed each other, and couldn't stop roaring wildly.

Looking at the rushing river in front of me, a sense of happiness and pride arises.

For most of the people in attendance, this may be the most meaningful thing they have ever been involved in in a lifetime.

"Poof!"

With the roar of the river rushing into the sea, there was suddenly an even more frantic cheer in the sky.

"Oh!"

The people became even more excited, and some ninjas even used ninjutsu to set off fireworks.

People can't find a suitable way to express their feelings, so they can only release their feelings as they want.

Some people laughed wildly, while others knelt on the ground and wept, and for a while the scene was chaotic, as if a group of demons were dancing.

Conan looked at the scene in front of him and his heart was full of relief.

I have worked so hard, isn't it for today's scene?

Suddenly, the old man who had come to find Conan before came out with a few people and came to Conan's side, and knelt down directly.

"Thank you! Thank you, Lord Conan! ”

The old man knelt down, and on the other hand, he was already crying silently.

Conan hurriedly picked up the old man.

"What are you doing here?"

Pushing Conan's hand away, the old man shouted, "You must accept this worship, it is because of you that we can see hope, and this is what you deserve." ”

The old man looked at the river in front of him and recalled his past.

"I once had three sons, but they all died."

"Two of them starved to death, the Land of the Wind is such an environment, whether they can survive or not depends on the will of God."

Saying that, the old man became more and more sad, and his eyes revealed helplessness.

"When there is a rainy year, people can barely survive, but when the weather is bad, then the whole family can only flee, and less than one in ten can survive."

The old man's words made the people of the surrounding Wind Country empathize, and many people immediately lowered their heads and wept.

"In addition, every time there is a war, it will be even more miserable."

"Over the years, I've seen people in several villages die because ninja equipment has polluted the groundwater, I've seen people starve to death because of ninja wars, and I've seen civilians who have been turned into suicide bombs and driven to fill traps..."

Hearing the old man's words, many civilians in the Land of the Wind cried even more, and the ninjas silently lowered their heads, feeling guilty.

They are also reflecting on whether what they have done in the past has caused such consequences.

Conan looked at the crying people in front of him, and he couldn't help but feel sad.

Although ninjas suffer heavy casualties in every battle, more than ten times as many civilians die as ninjas in each battle, especially in the border areas of small countries in the war zone and large countries.

Maybe an inconspicuous puppet can pollute a water source for kilometers, or the aftermath of a massive ninjutsu can cause countless homes to be flooded or collapsed.

The people of the Wind Nation will undoubtedly suffer more than other countries, as they often cannot even save food to flee.

Conan opened his mouth, but he didn't know what to say, so he could only be silent.

"To be honest, I've been to quite a few places." The old man continued.

"I've never seen a ninja like you think about us civilians like you, and every time they come, they only cause untold suffering."

"It's just you!" As he spoke, the old man looked up at Conan gratefully.

"You're the only one who really thinks about us."

Looking up and looking around, the old man continued to shout, "And all the ninja adults who helped us, thank you, thank you very much." ”

Saying that, the old man bowed down again with difficulty.

As the old man bowed, all the civilians of the Wind Country around him also wept and bowed down.

"Thank you, thank you..."

The voices of the people were full of choked throats, and those who had not experienced famine and pain would not understand the emotion in the hearts of these people at this moment, for them, the river that Conan dug was simply a river of life.

The ninjas became more and more silent, and the feelings in their hearts were undoubtedly complicated at this moment.

Many strong ninjas who were able to grit their teeth and not cry even after losing their most important companions couldn't help but quietly moisten their eyes.

"Get up, old man."

Conan gently lifted the old man up.

"Trust me, this is just the beginning, and you'll definitely have a better life in the future."

Looking at these simple people in front of him, Conan became more and more determined to do so.

I must... Completely change the world... (To be continued.) )