Ding! Congratulations, Host. You've received 999 points of negative emotion from a Root special jōnin!
Ding! Congratulations, Host. You've received 999 points of negative emotion from a Root chūnin!
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Ding! Congratulations, Host. You've received 999 points of negative emotion from a Root special jōnin!
The moment the chūnin was run through by Ye Wudi's sudden backstab, the six remaining Root operatives froze. For a split second, their minds went blank then, their faces contorted with disbelief and fury.
Especially the team leader of the three-man cell. His eyes burned with a rage he could no longer suppress.
"A brat who's not even a genin managed to kill a chūnin?"
"How is that even possible?!"
Silence fell over the entire clearing.
Just moments ago, the Root operatives had been convinced Ye Wudi would be easy prey. Now, every single one of them stood on high alert.
For someone with such terrifying strength, he'd spent the last few years acting like a lazy, no-account slacker. Never showing his hand.
This kid... just how deeply has he been hiding his power?
And yet, despite their growing dread, Ye Wudi himself didn't seem to care at all. On the contrary he straightened up, raised his voice with righteous indignation, and put on an expression of utter seriousness.
"A bunch of spies from enemy villages dare lay hands on the Hyuga clan's princess MY WIFE?!"
"How laughable!"
While he shouted, he calmly wiped the blood from his short blade, face grave.
The moment the words left his mouth, Hinata who had just barely regained consciousness flushed bright red again. Steam practically erupted from her head as her brain short-circuited all over again.
"W-W-Wife...? I-I can't...!"
And just like that, she fainted again.
Ye Wudi chuckled softly and reached out to gently pinch her little nose.
"Still as adorable as ever, my wife. Once we're back home, I'll help you secure the future again."
...
The remaining six Root shinobi all exchanged glances, their expressions turning increasingly strange.
Enemy village spies...?
What kind of nonsense is that?
So that's it. He's going to kill them all and just pretend they were never on the same side!
Ding! Congratulations, Host. You've received 999 points of negative emotion from a Root special jōnin!
Ding! Congratulations, Host. You've received 999 points of negative emotion from a Root chūnin!
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Ding! Congratulations, Host. You've received 999 points of negative emotion from a Root special jōnin!
Whoosh!
The next instant, the three-man squad leader charged in alongside another chūnin, without hesitation.
"Use whatever means necessary!"
"With how fast this bastard is, he's not going down easily anyway!"
"Got it!"
As the two Root operatives surged forward, their chakra flaring, Ye Wudi deliberately made his voice quiver and took a shaky step backward. The hand holding his blade trembled just enough to be noticed.
He staggered slightly, face full of "panic."
"Hey! How can you go back on your word like this?! That code phrase I told you was the emergency call for help!"
"That guy really is a spy! You've gotta believe me! I'm a good guy I swear!"
The moment the two attackers noticed the slight tremble in Ye Wudi's sword hand, they smirked coldly.
"Hmph. Running out of chakra, are we? That's why your arm's shaking."
"Well duh! Without your seven wives giving me chakra, I obviously ran dry fast! What a dumb thing to say!"
Ye Wudi replied with a deadpan expression.
Then he clicked his tongue, muttering just loud enough for them to hear:
"Seriously, what a joke. You've been chasing me this whole time and couldn't even touch me and now you're laughing at me for running out of chakra?"
"You think a limp-dicked loser like you has any business chasing me all night with those pervy thoughts? Get real."
"Now your buddy here he seems alright. Beefy, brain-dead, and wait, no. Brain-damaged. A perfect match: one with no stamina, the other with no sense. A match made in hell!"
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The two Root nin who thought Ye Wudi was on his last legs turned beet red with fury.
Even the four special jōnin maintaining the barrier couldn't hold back any longer.
"Stop wasting time! The Hyuga clan's guards and ANBU reinforcements are probably almost here! Finish him quickly!"
"As for that mouth of his once we get him back, Lord Danzo will deal with him personally."
Not that they needed to be reminded the team leader and chūnin already knew they had to give it their all.
The only problem was...
This little bastard could run like no one else!
Every time they came close to landing a hit, Ye Wudi dodged at the very last second. Again and again, he barely escaped, turning the fight into a chaotic, close-quarters chase scene.
Before long, he was practically dancing around the field with the two Root shinobi chasing him like fools.
And then, as if things weren't absurd enough already Ye Wudi started humming a ridiculous tune.
"Water ballet~ a squat-built man! Squat-cooked rice~ go feel the jam!"
"My ride~ it's not a scam! It's brand new not rebranded bam!"
"Watch the speed~ wait for the slide oops, I just played with your behind!"
"Wake up, bro, time to grind~ mud and curves, I'mma take my time!"
As Ye Wudi hummed and danced, the two Root shinobi could only grit their teeth and try to match his rhythm, hoping to catch him in a vulnerable beat.
Meanwhile, the four Root special jōnin stationed around the battlefield wore expressions like they were watching ghosts.
What… what the hell were those two idiots doing?
Were they seriously... dancing with him?
Cough, cough. But, well... the rhythm of that song really was kinda catchy...
Wait... why are my feet tapping along?!
Ding! Congratulations, Host. You've received 999 points of negative emotion from a Root special jōnin!
Ding! Congratulations, Host. You've received 999 points of negative emotion from a Root chūnin!
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Ding! Congratulations, Host. You've received 999 points of negative emotion from a Root special jōnin!
As all six Root operatives seethed and boiled with emotion, Ye Wudi finally reached a milestone.
23,333 points of negative emotion mission accomplished.
In other words, it was time.
Time to spin that lottery wheel.
Ding! Congratulations, Host. You've accumulated a total of 100,000 negative emotion points!
Would you like to spend 1,000,000 points for a single draw?
"Hell yes! Blow it all I'm going for another single-pull miracle!"
What had he worked so "hard" for?
This!
The thrill of the gacha pull!
There's no such thing as "enough" when it comes to drawing prizes.
Not pulling? Inconceivable!
Whirr... click...
As Ye Wudi gave the mental command, a giant golden roulette wheel appeared and began to spin wildly.
Then, after a few tense moments, it landed on a glowing, radiant gold section.
Ye Wudi's eyes lit up instantly.
"No way!"
"Wooo! Legendary GOLD drop!"
"And not just one, TWO at once? I really am the luckiest guy alive!"
Ding! Congratulations, Host. You've received....
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