Chapter 71 Depression
The next day.

early morning.

Qingming and a dozen Genin, escorted by a Jonin team and a Chunin team, set out on the journey back to the village.

Along the way, people would secretly look at Qingming from time to time.

It’s not these people’s fault, but Qingming had his Sharingan open the whole time, so it was hard not to attract attention.

Qingming didn't care about this.

The exposure of the Sharingan made him lose his trump card. In this situation, he naturally had to focus on improving his own strength.

If I don't take advantage of the time on the road to improve my Sharingan, wouldn't that be a waste of time?
As for other people's eyes, what does it have to do with him?

Therefore, Qingming appeared very calm throughout the whole process, but this gave people the illusion that he was deliberately showing off his Sharingan.

However, everyone had just returned from the battlefield, so no one bothered him because of this, although he was not afraid of it.

But since they can live in peace, Qingming doesn't want to make any extra efforts.

Just like that, two days passed quietly.

This night.

Qing Ming completed the practice of 'Illusion·Sharingan' as usual, and suddenly a flash of enlightenment came to his mind.

Then, he realized that his 'Genjutsu Sharingan' had been upgraded.

打开面板扫了一眼，果不其然，其等级已经从两天前的lv1（191/200）变成了现在的lv2（1/500）。

Qingming tried to perform it and found that the speed of forming seals was about 20% faster than before, and the effect was also slightly stronger.

Although the improvement is not big, it is still some progress.

Qing Ming calmed himself down and continued his practice tonight.

In a blink of an eye, several hours passed and it was late at night. Qing Ming finally completed today's practice plan and fell asleep.

Of course, he didn't fall asleep.

Now is a time of war, and who knows if enemy ninjas will come to kill them, so Qingming always remains vigilant.

This method will undoubtedly reduce the effectiveness of the rest, but he has become accustomed to it, and it will not affect his condition in the short term.

Silent all night.

The time came to the next morning.

After eating a little, the group continued on their journey.

In this way, Qingming traveled during the day and practiced at night.

Five days later, when he returned to Konoha Village, the evolution of his Sharingan had reached (872/1000), and the proficiency of the 'Magical Shackle Technique' had also risen to level 2 (442/500).

As for the attack he was worried about on the way, it did not happen.

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After bidding farewell to the leader jonin, Qingming returned home.

The house has been uninhabited for several months and is now covered in dust.

Qing Ming spent some time cleaning the house thoroughly from inside to outside before beginning to rest.

That's right, rest.

Several months of life on the battlefield left him physically and mentally exhausted.

In that kind of environment, it is impossible to have a good sleep. Even in the base camp, we have to be careful of enemy attacks. It is really terrible!
Now that he had finally returned to the village, a relatively safe place, Qing Ming did not plan to start practicing immediately. Instead, he planned to have a good sleep first to relieve his fatigue.

And this sleep lasted for a whole day.

When Qingming woke up, he felt relaxed all over. All the fatigue that had accumulated for a long time disappeared, and he felt much more energetic.

“Ah~, so comfortable!”

Qingming stretched lazily and couldn't help but say.

Gu~~~
Just then, a "gurgling" sound was heard. Qing Ming touched his stomach, took his wallet, and walked out of the room.

Coming to the street, Qingming could clearly feel that the village was much more desolate than before, and there was a hint of sadness on the faces of the passers-by.

Looking back half a year ago, during the last Chunin Exam, a new store opened.

Now, the streets are mostly filled with notices of shops for sale, and some shops that are still open are dead, with few customers. Come to think of it, in Konoha Village, although ordinary people make up the majority, ninjas are the high-income group.

In the past, they were the ones who drove consumption.

Now that all these people have gone to the battlefield, the shop has naturally become deserted.

Coupled with the unrest in the ninja world, transportation costs have greatly increased, and prices in Konoha Village have skyrocketed. It would be strange if there was no depression.

Shaking his head secretly, Qing Ming didn't think any more about it. He immediately quickened his pace and ran in one direction.

From a distance, he saw a ramen restaurant that was open for business.

That’s right, it’s Ichiraku Ramen.

Seeing Qing Ming coming over, the chef in a white chef's robe immediately greeted him warmly, "What would you like to eat, sir?"

"A bowl of miso chashu noodles."

Qing Ming didn't waste any time and directly ordered a bowl of the most luxurious ramen.

"Okay, guest, wait a moment!"

He typed a reply and then started making noodles.

Soon, a bowl of delicious ramen was served.

Gudong~
Qing Ming, who had been eating dry food and simple meals for several months, immediately swallowed his saliva when he saw the bowl of ramen.

Seeing Qingming's expression, Shouda seemed very satisfied and said with a smile, "Enjoy your meal, sir."

At this time, Qingming couldn't bear it any longer, so he picked up a pair of chopsticks and started eating voraciously.

In just less than two minutes, he finished a big bowl of ramen.

I touched my stomach and felt it was not feeling well, so I ordered another bowl.

Soon, another bowl of flavored barbecued pork noodles was served.

Qingming finished the meal in no time, but still felt unsatisfied, so he ordered another bowl.

However, this time I didn't order the miso chashu noodles, but instead ordered the tonkotsu ramen.

In this way, Qingming ate ten bowls in a row, and only stopped when a pile of empty bowls was piled on the table.

Oh~
Qing Ming burped, rubbed his stomach with satisfaction, and asked, "Boss, how much?"

"Thank you for your care. Eight hundred and seventy-five taels." He typed back.

Qing Ming made a rough calculation and found that the other party did not raise the price, but he did not say much. He just took out his wallet, counted out 875 taels, and handed it to the other party.

When I received the money, I almost couldn’t see my eyes because of smiling.

Finally, with the other party's warm farewell, Qingming left the ramen restaurant.

Instead of returning home immediately, he went to the Hokage Building first.

Because his team leader had died, he had to go in person to pick up the application form for the Chunin Exam.

Without any obstacles, he successfully received the application form, signed his name, and returned it.

Next, all you have to do is wait for the exam in ten days.

And Qingming doesn't plan to be idle during these ten days.

First of all, his 'Magic·Jail Art' was about to be upgraded, and Qingming planned to upgrade it to level 3 before the exam.

It was not to deal with those candidates, he just wanted to set a goal for himself so as not to slack off.

In addition, there is the 'Uchiha style swordsmanship'.

He has been traveling all the time in the past few days and has no time to practice. He can make good use of the time these days to practice, and maybe he can advance to level 4 before the exam.

Qing Ming had a vague premonition that after he had mastered both the 'Konoha Style Swordsmanship' and the 'Uchiha Style Swordsmanship' to perfection, he could combine them together to create a swordsmanship that was even more powerful and more suitable for him.

By then, he might be able to develop a few unique skills similar to the 'Dance of the Crescent Moon'.

With this thought in mind, Qingming returned home and began his own practice.

(End of this chapter)