Chapter 169 161: Danzo's Invitation

It was already midnight when Uchiha Gen walked out of the Medical Room.

After a high-speed march and two consecutive major battles, and then being busy until late at night, an average person would have collapsed from exhaustion by now. However, with his incomplete Sage Body, Uchiha Gen still managed to hold on, even though he felt tired.

He could have come out earlier, but to ensure the teaching went smoothly, he stayed a bit longer.

These dozens of people had been carefully selected to enter the Medical Department. They had some medical foundation and decent talent. While they might not be on par with Yakushi Nono—who had the potential to become a top-tier Medical Ninja in the Ninja World—they were generally considered promising talents.

After short-term training, they would be able to handle most injuries. For slightly more serious ones, there were regular Medical Ninjas like Yakushi Nono and the others who had been trained for a year and a half, which was enough to shoulder over ninety percent of the medical tasks in the future.

Only when there were cases they couldn't handle would Uchiha Gen be notified to take over.

However, for the time being, he still had to busy himself with matters here.

"You aren't exhausted, are you? The new camp was just set up, and conditions are limited, so I could only heat up some canned food to prepare something warm for you. Eat quickly, or it will get cold in a moment."

Seeing Uchiha Gen walk out of the Medical Room, a young girl immediately smiled, her beautiful eyes squinting into crescents.

Uchiha Gen took the wooden bento box from Mikoto's hand and opened it.

The latter had made it sound simple, but upon opening it, it looked quite good.

Seaweed and pork floss rice balls, canned donkey meat, tempura, and some bean sprouts and pickles.

After a whole day of busyness, apart from swallowing a soldier pill in the middle of the day, Uchiha Gen hadn't had anything else to replenish himself, so he immediately began to wolf down the food.

Considering that only a few hours had passed since a major battle had ended and the camp had just been set up, to be able to procure all this, Mikoto must have put in quite a bit of effort.

After just a few quick mouthfuls, most of the food was already in his stomach.

Feeling that his stomach had something in it, Uchiha Gen slowed down, putting the food into his mouth bite by bite to savor the taste.

"Were you injured on the battlefield today?"

Uchiha Gen stuffed rice into his mouth with a spoon, looking at the white bandage wrapped around Mikoto's arm.

The latter nodded gently.

"Just a flesh wound, it doesn't affect anything. I've already treated it with medicine, so there's no need to trouble you at the Medical Department."

"Give me your hand. If it's just a flesh wound, it'll be quick to treat; it won't be a problem."

Uchiha Gen gulped down the last mouthful of rice and put down the bento box.

"Well—all right then."

Rolling up her sleeve, an arm, whiter and more delicate than a lotus root, appeared before his eyes.

The upper part of the arm was wrapped in bandages, and it exuded a strange medicinal odor.

Uchiha Gen nimbly unwrapped the bandage and soon saw the wound.

"The area is a bit large, but the wound isn't deep; it is indeed just a flesh wound. However, this medicine you used will leave a faint scar, and you'll have to keep applying ointment later to get rid of it. It's not as convenient as Medical Ninjutsu."

A green light lit up in Uchiha Gen's palm as he pressed it gently onto Mikoto's arm. He felt that, apart from the area covered by the medicine, her skin felt incredibly smooth and supple to the touch.

In just a moment, the blood scab mixed with medicine fell off the arm, revealing new skin.

"Your performance on the battlefield today was very eye-catching. Whether it was the other Ninjas in the Village or our clansmen in the Police Force, they have been discussing it just now." Mikoto said, watching the serious expression on Uchiha Gen's face as he treated her wound.

"What is the reaction within the clan?"

A smile couldn't help but tug at the corners of Uchiha Gen's mouth.

He and the Great Elder had originally hoped to find an opportunity to make an appearance within the clan, demonstrate his strength in one fell swoop, suppress other voices with absolute power, and thereby forcibly push his faction into power.

However, the resumption of war and the temporary return of the Clan Head meant that this plan had to be scrapped.

But compared to using force to suppress others within the clan, the prestige won directly through real, tangible combat on the battlefield would be much more useful.

Strength brings awe; merit earns respect.

"It's quite interesting. The Second Elder and Third Elder are both anxious, but they have to pretend to be happy. As for Fugaku, he has been nowhere to be seen since the battle ended; who knows what he's busy with."

Mikoto brushed a lock of hair from her forehead and said with a smile. Noticing the oily sheen on Uchiha Gen's lips after his meal, she impulsively took a handkerchief from her bosom and gently wiped his mouth.

The latter froze for a moment, not refusing Mikoto's action.

"Well—I'll be going now. Rest well."

After wiping his mouth, Mikoto's ears seemed to flush red. Clutching the handkerchief, she hurriedly packed up the bento box and utensils, and walked away in a fluster.

After Mikoto's figure disappeared, feeling the scent still lingering in the air, Uchiha Gen chuckled and then departed as well.

A few minutes later.

After learning from the quartermaster which room had been assigned to him, Uchiha Gen took a sealing scroll that served as his suitcase and arrived at his quarters.

Because Danzo had abandoned the core stronghold in the Land of Hot Springs, Orochimaru and the others had to temporarily find a place suitable for defense and easy to obtain supplies, and set up camp on the spot. The conditions were certainly not as good as the large fortress they had in the Land of Rain.

However, the efficiency of Ninjas was very high. Even without Wood Release, and even if they couldn't be like Yamato, who could act as a construction team leader and build a street of houses in a short time by himself, they were all little supermen, each capable of doing the work of a hundred ordinary people. Combining their efforts with Ninjutsu, they managed to build a camp in the mere few hours following the battle.

The space assigned to Uchiha Gen was a small single-person tent, right next to the Uchiha clansmen of the Police Force, very close to the center of the camp, with all facilities and configurations provided on a priority basis.

He was already a well-known Jonin, a disciple of Orochimaru, and a core protégé of the Hokage Faction.

Now, after this battle, having demonstrated powerful strength belonging to the top tier of the Ninja World, he was implicitly regarded as a high-ranking figure in this unit.

However, after opening the door, Uchiha Gen did not immediately move in. Instead, he activated his red Sharingan and turned to look at a corner behind him.

"What are you trying to do by hiding here? If you are here to monitor me, don't blame me if my blade is too fast."

A clear, ringing sound of a blade being unsheathed rang out. The blade, gleaming with a cold light, reflected the moonlight into the corner, revealing a figure dressed in black, wearing an animal mask.

"Uchiha Gen, Lord Danzo requests your presence. Please, trouble yourself to come with me."