Starting with rogue ninjas, building the insect kingdom.

Chapter 200 Mutual Understanding is an Illusion; Lost Civilizations Finally Reappear

He tried to persuade them with reason, but they wouldn't listen. He tried to win them over with love, but they didn't appreciate it at all.

She even tested his limits time and time again, and now she dared to use a knife in front of him.

"Gentlemen, please hear me out. From today onwards, no gangs are permitted in the city."

I still hope that you can understand and communicate with each other, and at the same time, you should also understand our suffering.

If you don't work and don't farm, we won't be able to produce enough food for you to eat and drink.

So, if you want to stay here, please keep working!

Yahiko bowed deeply to them, his posture extremely humble, but the only thing that remained unchanged was the faintly surging chakra within him.

The two groups looked at each other, then smiled at each other.

"Lord Yahiko, you must be joking, right?" said a member of the East City Gang. "We guys don't know anything, going to farm? Farm what kind of farm?"

"Exactly," the West City gang member chimed in. "All we know how to do is fight. Asking us to do manual labor is just making things difficult for us, isn't it?"

Yahiko looked at them, a wave of sorrow washing over him.

It's not that they can't, it's that they don't want to. They're used to getting something for nothing, used to having their fists do the talking; getting them to do something worthwhile is harder than killing them.

"Xiao Nan, stop distributing porridge starting tomorrow."

Xiao Nan said, "Stop distributing porridge? What about those who truly need help?"

Yahiko said, "From now on, we won't just hand out porridge. We'll have them work in exchange for porridge. They'll work in the fields, repair roads, and build houses. The more work they do, the more porridge they'll receive."

Xiao Nan nodded: "That's a good idea."

But those thugs wouldn't have it.

"Why should we? We've been here for so long, eating and drinking for free, why should we have to work now?"

"Exactly! Didn't you say you were going to help the poor? What happened now?"

"Liars! You're all liars, just like those big shots!"

The crowd began to stir, and some people picked up stones and threw them at Yahiko. Yahiko did not retaliate, but instead used Water Release: Water Wall to protect those around him.

"Go ahead and fight. After you're done, think carefully about whether what I said was right or wrong."

Seeing that he didn't move, they became even more emboldened. Their strength was far too disparate; how could ordinary stones possibly break through a water-style ninjutsu?

"Yahiko!" Konan didn't understand why Yahiko had to endure such humiliation. Perhaps they were really wrong; these people simply couldn't understand human language.

After a long while, the thugs who had been throwing stones were all panting heavily, unable to move any more stones, and collapsed to the ground.

Just then, Yahiko removed the water barrier, but unexpectedly, someone in the crowd threw a stone that hit Yahiko squarely on the head.

But he didn't dodge, letting the rock smash into his head. The surrounding thugs were also stunned, looking at Yahiko's bloodied face, unable to throw the rock in their hands.

"What...what are you doing?" the man asked in a trembling voice.

Yahiko looked at him, smiling as he opened his arms wide: "I'm proving that I'm not your enemy. I genuinely want to help you. But the prerequisite for helping you is that you have to help yourselves first."

He wiped the blood from his face and continued, "Have you ever thought about how long you can keep going like this? A year? Two years? Ten years? What will you do when you get old and can't fight anymore? What will you do when you get sick and no one cares about you?"

"I know that many of you weren't born wanting to be scoundrels. You were forced into it by life; you had no other choice."

"Now two paths lie before you: one is to work for porridge, work for money, work for a house. In the future, you may even be able to marry a girl from a good family and have children."

You can either return to the right path and live a proper life, or you can continue wandering around like this, idle and carefree. Of course, I won't kick you out, but Lord Hanzo of the Salamander might come back again sometime.

Many thugs looked at him, then at their brothers, and some began to hesitate.

Finally, a boy who looked quite young reached out his hands and walked up to Yahiko.

"I...I'm willing to give it a try."

Yahiko smiled and patted him on the shoulder: "Alright, from now on, you're someone who has to work for yourself. I see you have good potential; perhaps you can learn ninjutsu from me in the future."

"Really?" The boy seemed to see a glimmer of hope, and his originally fierce eyes gradually brightened.

After that day, the situation in the city gradually improved.

Those willing to work began farming, repairing roads, and building houses. Yahiko didn't force those unwilling to work to leave the city. Although some stubborn elements continued to cause trouble, overall, order was slowly being restored.

Yahiko stood on the city wall, looking at the busy crowd below, a gratified smile on his face.

"Konan, Nagato, you see. Our ideas are still working."

Konan stood beside him: "Yahiko, you took too much risk that day. What if those people had really gone all out..."

Yahiko shook his head and said, "No. They're just confused, not bad. If you give them a chance, they'll change."

Nagato stood on the other side, watching Yahiko's retreating figure, unsure of what to say. Yahiko was too kind, so kind as to be almost naive.

He always believed in the inherent goodness of humanity and that love could transform everything. But is the world really that simple?

He didn't know, but all he could do now was choose to believe.

Unbeknownst to them, the boy had already changed his appearance.

He took out a piece of paper and drew a flying eagle on it with a brush.

The eagle quickly leaped from the paper and flew into the distance, carrying the information he had collected over the past few days, the most important of which was Nagato's eyes.

"So these are the three disciples that Jiraiya-sama taught? Heh, how naive they are, letting me infiltrate their ranks so easily."

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Half a month later, on the overseas giant worm island, the storm at sea finally subsided.

Primitive people also began to gradually go to the seaside to go beachcombing and collect some good things.

However, a few days later, all the primitive people who had been hunting and gathering outside returned to the underground palace before sunset.

They looked panicked, making muffled noises, and pointing their hands in unison towards the sea.

Yu Nu Zhicheng hurriedly rode the giant insect and flew into the sky, where he saw a steel giant ship that was tens of meters long.

The huge chimneys belched out white steam, the bow of the ship was carved with a giant sea beast, and rows of crossbows were mounted on both sides of the ship.

Waaah—

A deep voice echoed from the sea, and a smile slowly crept onto Aburame Shisei's lips.

"Finally...found it."

After searching for nearly half a year, the ancient lost civilization has finally delivered itself to our doorstep.