After sending away the trio who looked desperate after hearing about the "holiday homework", Makoto Shiran walked around the village for half a circle before preparing to go back to the Uchiha's house.

Along the way, both sides of the road are very prosperous, the flow of people is bustling and the river is endless, compared to the withering situation of the years he just crossed over, it can be said that one heaven and one underground, after the Second World War, under the leadership of three generations, the development and construction of the village has been fruitful.

This development is not only manifested in the prosperous commerce in the village, in fact, as a city-sized village, although a large number of outsiders come to trade or issue tasks all year round, it is far inferior to the famous metropolises of the country of fire, whether it is agriculture, commerce, taxation, or population.

However, just like those ordinary cities, they need some police positions to manage and maintain order, so that the main body of the city can live a better life. Konoha is a ninja city that only accounts for about one-tenth of the population, but its main body is undoubtedly [ninja].

All professions other than ninjas, merchants, farmers, and workers, exist here only to better serve ninjas.

Therefore, in World War II, the number of ninja is the most intact Konoha, after several years of replenishment, the number of ninja has reached a peak again, the number and quality of ninjas, this is the essence of Konoha construction and development, the surface of the village is busy and prosperous, just an external appearance of this essence.

Then, the more prosperous Konoha is, the stronger the ninja power in Konoha is, just as overcapacity will inevitably lead to a crisis or war of capital, and a surplus of ninjas will also bring about an inevitable war.

Assuming that the tasks that society can provide to ninjas are limited, and that there are too many ninjas, it means that some ninjas will fall into a crisis because they have no tasks to receive, and as this crisis becomes more and more serious, in order to relieve the instability caused by the surplus of ninjas and satisfy the ninjas' own wishes, the ninja village must provoke a war.

Just like the sand ninja boy said to Makoto back then, the right to task means the right to survive, and the profession of ninja is born with a fatalistic struggle for survival.

So, that's why war will break out in the near future?

Walking on the streets of Konoha, Makoto shook his head, no, ninjas are a military force, so the prosperity of ninjas will inevitably lead to war, which seems to be a very reasonable and logical inference, but it ignores an important point.

That is, ninjas are not guns and steel that can only be used in war, they are living people with extraordinary powers, even if this "law of excess" is indeed the culprit of the war between ninjas, but I believe that with the wisdom of the three generations of Hokage Ape Flying Sun, it is impossible to step into the same river three times in a row in a lifetime.

Or is it that World War I was a war between ninja villages to divide the territory, and World War II and World War III, two ninja wars that were not far apart, although they all originated from the same reason, but the ninjas haven't had time to summarize the rules?

Although this explanation makes sense, Makoto always feels that there must be something in it that he hasn't understood yet.

Obviously, there are only a small number of ninjas in the whole world, and outside the ninja world, there is still a lot of space for ninjas to play, isn't it ridiculous to squeeze into such a small place in the ninja world and breathe and smell the bayonet and see red?

――What is it that makes ninjas squander their "surplus" lives on the brutal battlefield again and again, so as to weave such a web of war that firmly traps everyone in the ninja world?

"Makoto-sama." Two ninjas suddenly appeared, and saluted Seiyuki in a neat manner.

Cheng suddenly came back to his senses and realized that he had unconsciously arrived at his destination.

The core of the power of the entire Uchiha family is obviously in the closest area to the center of the clan street, but there are not many people in front of the wide door.

Lying quietly in the midst of the noise, forever shrouded in a silence as clear as a lake.

The Great Elder's Mansion.

"Hmm." Cheng replied softly, and did not stop, and walked directly into the mansion between the two, with his identity, if he wanted to enter the Great Elder's Mansion, he would not have to go through the doorman's notification for a long time.

As if immersed in water, Makoto was refreshed by the coolness, and walked through several corridors to a hall like a reception room.

A servant came to greet him: "Makoto-sama." ”

Makoto followed him, followed him to one of the houses and sat down, the servant diligently made tea, Makoto nodded in thanks, and said, "Please help inform me, I want to see the world." ”

"Yes." The servant's expression became more and more respectful, although he knew that the eldest lady of the world had always refused to meet with the genius of this clan, but that was not what he should care about, as a servant of a wealthy family, what should he do, he naturally had a set of rules in his heart.

"Wait," the servant turned and opened the door, and Makoto shouted, hesitated, and added, "Tell her that I may have to leave the village for a while, no, it may be a little long." ”

"Understood, please wait." The servant turned, owed, and closed the door.

The fragrance of tea lingered in the room, Makoto sat upright, and the hand on the table couldn't help but knock twice.

To tell the truth, Cheng is not sure whether the world is willing to see him, but he feels that if he wants to leave the village for so long, he must always tell the world in person, and as for what to say if he can really see the world, apart from this incident, he has no draft in his heart.

But there was always something to say, Makoto slowly retracted his hand into his sleeve and closed his eyes.

Maybe it's a long time, maybe it's a moment, the sound of the door being pulled open woke Makoto, and the servant walked in, he bent down and said, "Miss World said, I hope you have a safe journey." ”

Makoto stood up, was silent for a moment, and said, "Okay, thank her for me." ”

The servant gave another salute and left quietly.

The tea in the cup was already as calm as silence, and Makoto walked straight out of the reception room, through the corridor, as if casually browsing the scenery in the courtyard, to the gate of the mansion.

He took one last look behind him, and his mind was no longer thinking about the world.

The Great Elder's Mansion was still cold, and the bright sunlight was shining, but it seemed to fall on another dimension.

It turned out that there really was an eighth.

Cheng left for a long time, and the breath in the dark finally showed his tracks.

Family purple and white uniform, dark mask.

In the pair of eyes that were revealed, there were two strange blood-colored flowers, quietly blooming.

He was silent for a moment, and walked towards the bedroom where the Great Elder was resting.