Even the old base camp could be ambushed suddenly.
If they're not careful, a single AOE could end their little lives.
Even without large-scale AOE attacks, snatching corpses, stealing intelligence, and even bloodlines are things that various hidden villages never tire of.
Every side has corpse retrieval squads, and so, there are also teams that snatch corpses.
Even obtaining just a little bit of key information about the end of the star era could potentially turn the tide of battle to some extent.
Therefore, the survival rate of corpse collectors has never been high, and can even be described as low, only slightly higher than the ninjas fighting bloody battles on the front lines.
However, now is a time of peace, so he is still very safe.
Silently watching the morgue, shadows swayed with the candlelight.
Thankfully, there are no ghosts in the Naruto world, otherwise, he would have been scared into mental illness sooner or later.
But what must be admitted is that he is addicted to opening blind boxes, and looking at these cold corpses actually fills him with a sense of kinship.
Now he can't wait to touch a few more corpses, even if they are white corpses.
But it won't work, today's chances are used up, he can only wait until tomorrow.
Disappointed, he got up, closed the door, and locked it tightly with a chain as thick as his arm, inside are all precious treasures.
Holding an umbrella, stepping into the night, going home!
Oh, home is not far, just next door.
Chapter 3: Piles of White Bones, Streams of Tears
The rising sun, the morning mist is thin.
The streets, washed by a night rain, became extraordinarily refreshing. Maruyama Kazehiko walked out of the door, stretched, and felt refreshed.
In order to better guard the morgue, as an orphan, he directly settled his home not far away.
In the eyes of others, this behavior seems very withdrawn, and he once thought so too, but until the appearance of the system, this idea changed.
The place next door is not a morgue, it's simply a gold mine!
With light steps, a beautiful day starts with touching corpses!
From a distance, he saw two people standing at the entrance of the morgue. Judging from their clothes, they should be Anbu ninjas.
Regarding Anbu, Maruyama Kazehiko knows the power of this organization hidden in the shadows of Konoha, and even knows that Anbu is directly responsible to the Hokage and has considerable power within Konoha.
They also saw Maruyama Kazehiko, standing in place watching him.
"Two sirs."
Maruyama Kazehiko did not dare to be negligent, jogged to the two men, maintaining his usual honest appearance, and respectfully called out.
The two didn't put on any airs, just said in a cold voice as if performing routine duties: "This is an Anbu ninja who died on duty last night, you know what to do."
Maruyama Kazehiko nodded.
Anbu ninjas are different from ordinary ninjas. They are hidden in the shadows of Konoha. They have no names but only code names when performing tasks, and the mission is paramount.
Therefore, under normal circumstances, Anbu itself is responsible for collecting corpses, and in special circumstances, they will choose to destroy them on the spot.
But since it is sent here, it means that everything related to Anbu will be erased here, and they will notify their families as ordinary ninjas.
The two didn't say anything more, put down a scroll and disappeared in place.
Taking the scroll, opening the chain, and entering the morgue again.
The coldness that hit him made the goosebumps on Maruyama Kazehiko's body stand up. To ensure that the corpses do not rot, a special refrigeration device is installed here.
Finding an empty berth, unfolding the scroll, and opening the seal.
A corpse of an Anbu ninja, separated from his head, lay quietly on it.
"Beheaded with one blow, it seems that the difference in strength is a bit big..." Maruyama Kazehiko sighed after slightly inspecting the corpse.
Only between ninjas with a huge disparity in strength will such a straightforward way of death occur.
Maruyama Kazehiko did not directly touch the corpse, but stood in place silently for a moment, then reached out and gently closed those eyes that had not yet closed, revealing horror.
Putting on leather gloves, changing the corpse into a clean suit, and then connecting the body and head, simply sewing them together.
The dead are the most important.
Although he covets the benefits brought by the corpses, he will not blindly take them.
In his opinion, he is responsible for grooming the corpse, allowing the other party to be buried with a relatively natural mental appearance, which is giving, and the items given by the corpse are the reward.
Only in this way can he take those things with peace of mind.
Even in the Naruto world, he is first a human, and only then a ninja.
Since he is a human, he must be worthy of the humanity in his heart. Endless demands will only make him go further and further away from the path of being human.
In the end, it's just to seek peace of mind.
Anyway, it doesn't take much time, and besides, this is his job.
After completing these, he bowed to the deceased and silently said in his heart, "Sorry."
Yellow light spots flickered on the corpse. Without a doubt, the other party was a Jonin before his death.
However, compared to the light of Miura Kazuo at that time, this one is much dimmer.
"I don't know if it's a weaker Jonin or a Special Jonin."
He raised his hand and placed it on the light on his chest.
【Yellow Corpse, 30% success rate, do you want to touch the corpse? (This time 3 / 3, Today 9 / 9)】
Select 【Yes】.
Perhaps it was because he carefully handled the corpse and adhered to the mentality of "the dead are the most important," so the corpse also gave a response, and he won the lottery on the first try.
Whether this is the case or not, he has decided to face every corpse with this mentality in the future.
【Success! Obtained Fire Release - Great Flame Flower Technique Ninjutsu Card!】
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