Chapter 041: Contract

Although the intelligence gathered by these brats was mostly useless, there was no denying that they had formed the rudiments of an intelligence organization.

If someone skilled in intelligence work took over and trained them for a while, perhaps within three to five years, Wang Bo's hotpot restaurant would become a fully qualified intelligence organization.

Only Wang Bo had no intention of developing them in that direction.

When he first established the hotpot restaurant, it was merely to provide himself with ample funds.

Now they had done well, and Wang Bo was gratified.

On the other hand, the brats who could extract chakra were gathered together by Wang Bo, learning combat techniques every day. Although it had only been a year, the best among these brats already had the strength of a genin.

Wang Bo had even taught them Shunpo, Chōonken, and Tekkai.

By the way, Tekkai was a defensive technique created by Wang Bo.

This move borrowed the principle of Tekkai from the Navy's Six Styles, combined with Wang Bo's understanding and exquisite application of chakra, to create this technique.

The Tekkai of the Navy's Six Styles, once executed, prevented free movement.

But Wang Bo's Tekkai could not only be used freely but also combined with Shunpo and Chōonken.

Thus, the destructive power and defensive capability were excellent.

Ninja of the same level found it difficult to break through Tekkai's defense.

Even those extremely sharp kunai could not pierce Tekkai's defense.

Of course, although Tekkai was powerful, it still had weaknesses: the eyes, tongue, nostrils, and mouth were its weak points.

But Tekkai had another advantage.

It could be upgraded.

Besides instantly increasing the body's defense, the Tekkai created by Wang Bo could also use chakra to gradually increase the body's hardness.

From flesh and blood to bones, all could be nurtured and strengthened with chakra.

If a ninja continuously nurtured and strengthened with chakra, in as little as three years or at most five, the ninja's body hardness could rival true steel.

Even without using chakra, they could exert formidable combat power.

That was the brilliance of Tekkai.

It was not just a technique but also a method of body refinement, far surpassing the Eight Gates.

Wang Bo felt that if someone could practice Tekkai for over twenty years, even if all eight gates were opened, they would not die; instead, they could withstand the pressure of opening all eight gates of the Eight Gates.

If someone could practice Tekkai for over a hundred years, even with just taijutsu, they could challenge the Ōtsutsuki clan.

The Eight Gates and such would be nothing before a century of Tekkai.

Such was the Tekkai created by Wang Bo, with power beyond imagination.

More importantly, Tekkai's power had no upper limit. A hundred years, a thousand years, ten thousand years—as long as you could live, you could keep using Tekkai to strengthen yourself.

Perhaps in the end, you could even forge an indestructible body, an immortal body. But the only pity was that Tekkai could not increase lifespan.

No matter how profound your Tekkai cultivation, your lifespan remained what it was; when the time came, you would still die.

This was mainly because when Wang Bo created Tekkai, he never considered extending lifespan.

After all, he was merely a sliver of consciousness from the main body; after defeating the Silver Superman, he would leave this world, so naturally, he wouldn't consider the issue of lifespan.

But even so, after a year of practice, these brats had bodies as strong as oxen. If they used Tekkai to enhance defense, ordinary blades could not even break through their defense when slashing at them.

Such defensive power would make even a jōnin exclaim in shock.

Only Wang Bo had never released these brats, so Konoha and even the entire ninja world did not know that Wang Bo had such a group of brats in his hands.

Moreover, Wang Bo had no intention of releasing them anytime soon.

After all, they were still too young. Even with excellent defense, their combat power was still lacking; a few random ninja could toy with them.

So Wang Bo wanted to train them for a few more years before letting them out.

After all, he had only been in this world for a year.

If the Silver Superman's consciousness had truly reincarnated and occupied a baby's body, it would now be only one year old.

No matter how heaven-defying the Silver Superman was, what could a one-year-old do?

So Wang Bo had to wait.

Wait a few years until the Silver Superman grew up and could cause trouble. Then, based on the plot's development, Wang Bo could find the Silver Superman, defeat him, and win this contest.

As for whether Wang Bo could win, he had never doubted it.

After all, a year had passed since he transmigrated into this world.

Within that year, Wang Bo had been refining chakra every day. Now his chakra was not much different from that of a Konoha jōnin.

More importantly, with a thought, Wang Bo could absorb natural energy and turn his chakra into senjutsu chakra.

Combined with his techniques, defeating a Hokage would not be a problem.

Of course, this referred to Konoha's 'strongest' Hokage, the Third Hokage, Hiruzen Sarutobi.

As for the First and Second Hokage, Wang Bo felt it would be more difficult to fight them.

And the Fourth Hokage, because he mastered the Flying Thunder God Technique, which was more convenient than Wang Bo's Shunpo, Wang Bo probably couldn't kill him at present.

All things considered, the only Hokage he could defeat was probably the strongest Third Hokage.

In a few more years, when Wang Bo's strength advanced further, even Kaguya Ōtsutsuki would not be in his eyes.

His only enemy was the Silver Superman.

And because the Silver Superman started later than him, overtaking him on a curve would not be easy.

…

On a fine afternoon, an eleven-year-old brat named Satō Ken walked into a two-story cottage. When he entered the staircase and reached the second floor, he saw a man in splendid robes sitting cross-legged on the floor in the empty room.

This man was Wang Bo.

Satō Ken walked over and knelt on one knee. “Lord Wang Bo, Miss Miyuki from Konoha has sent word. The contract between Konoha and you is about to expire, so Konoha wishes to renew the contract with you.”

Wang Bo opened his eyes and recalled carefully. The protection agreement for the hotpot restaurant he had signed with Konoha was indeed about to expire, in about a month.

“Alright, go tell Miyuki that I will soon return to Konoha to sign a new contract.”

Upon hearing this, Satō Ken hesitated, as if wanting to say something.