But after a closer look, I was greatly disappointed.

These figures, shrouded in black fog, are lifeless, rigid, and dull. They don’t even have entity. They are not living people at all, and they are not even undead.

It was like the shadow of an evil spirit, the residue of a burning soul, or a spirit like a ninja shadow.

Let’s just call them Shadow Ninja.

Although they have no entity or will, these Shadow Ninjas are not completely useless.

When Uchiha Ming casually captures a Shadow Ninja in his hand, he can read a lot of information contained in the Shadow Ninja like turning the pages of a book.

All the combat experience as a ninja, various extremely complex emotions and obsessions, fragmented memory data, etc., poured into Uchiha Ming’s consciousness.

However, Uchiha Ming’s Sharingan has reached the level of Mangekyō. He is a master who has mastered the changes in the nature of Yintun Chakra and knows a thing or two about mental operations. He can decisively cut off the chaotic information and intelligence, so he is naturally not affected at all.

At this time, Uchiha Ming couldn’t help but wonder, what is the true nature of these Shadow Ninjas?

Could it really be the remaining souls of the ninjas?

Or is it that the system created a memory replica based on the information of the original Naruto characters…

Putting these doubts aside for the moment, Uchiha Ming immediately realized the purpose of these Shadow Ninjas.

It is possible to mass-produce cannon fodder, and it is high-quality cannon fodder.

Although Uchiha Ming can give extraordinary powers to others, for ordinary people who have lived in peace for a long time, it still takes a considerable amount of time to become a qualified warrior from scratch.

Even if modern civilians are forced to go to the battlefield, they still have to undergo a few months of training. Even so, they still behave themselves disgracefully when they go to the battlefield.

Needless to say, it is not easy for extraordinary people to become a fighting force.

If the Shadow Ninja is attached to a physical body and ‘resurrected’, then with the Shadow Ninja’s intelligence, combat experience, and mental will, it is possible to cultivate a killing machine with a strong spirit, a cold will, and rich combat experience.

Kaguya Otsutsuki can rely on the sacred tree to mass-produce an army of White Zetsu, and Uchiha Naruto can also use ninja recruitment to pull out an army of ninjas that is more powerful than the White Zetsu army, the Black Shadow Corps!

“But at least those who can be recruited are ninjas. If ordinary people like Ichiraku and Ayame are also recruited, they will not even be qualified to be cannon fodder.” Uchiha Ming chuckled.

However, Shadow Ninjas are only spirits after all, and have no physical bodies. If you want them to become a fighting force, you must prepare an object for them to possess.

The question now is, what exactly should be the physical object that the Shadow Ninja possesses?

Uchiha Ming’s Mangekyō Eye Technique, Tenyu Shouming, can create an illusion of a entity that is almost like a living person. It is perfect as a vessel for the Shadow Ninja to possess.

However, Uchiha Ming gets the opportunity to recruit ninjas every day. Over time, there are now hundreds of shadow ninjas in the encyclopedia.

The Black Shadow Corps, Uchiha Ming intends to keep them in reality as a standing army, so the power of the Mangekyo will definitely not be enough.

“So the only option left is to keep the living?” Uchiha Ming pursed his lips and pondered.

But this is not a good thing for the object being possessed.

In this extraordinary era, with the Twelve Divine Generals as role models, countless people are trying their best to stand out and carve out a path to success.

Indeed, if one is possessed by a Shadow Ninja, one can ascend to extraordinary heights overnight.

However, the Shadow Ninja carries a large amount of information, fragmented memories and emotions, which will undoubtedly have an impact on the thinking of ordinary people, or even overwrite and rewrite them, and empathize with the Shadow Ninja’s “life experience”.

If you are not careful, you may develop schizophrenia or lose yourself, allowing the intelligence information of the shadow ninja to take control of your body.

In some cases, it is a true resurrection of the dead.

Uchiha Ming didn’t want to use such a simple and crude method to create the Black Shadow Army.

“Let’s try it first, two souls in one body, or the spirit behind you to possess… Wait, isn’t this a typical portable grandfather gold finger? If we release hundreds of ‘grandfathers’ at once, then the extraordinary will be too worthless. Let’s find a city to try it out first.”

After much thought, Uchiha Ming decided to try a gentler method first.

Now that the problem of possession has been solved, the next one is the issue of energy supply.

After being promoted to the level of Kage, even if Uchiha Ming’s chakra amount is already at the level of a humanoid tailed beast like Hoshigaki Kisame, he will be drained if he has to supply chakra to hundreds, or even thousands of Kage ninjas in the future.

At this time, using the natural energy in the earth veins to support the actions of the Shadow Ninja is a good choice.

In the Naruto world, the centipede lurks in the ancient kingdom of Loulan, and uses the energy of dragon veins to mass-produce puppets, and even further sublimates the puppets.

Setting up the barrier is like building a dam to raise the water level, further accumulating the natural energy in the earth veins, which is definitely more than enough to provide magic for a few shadow ninjas.

Now that the hardware problem has been solved, the next step is the software.

“The Shadow Ninja cannot just be released to possess an ordinary person. We need to gradually adapt an identity that fits the current era.”

“Is it a supernatural being from the heavens, or a supernatural being from the Heian period, who reincarnated a thousand years later and made a comeback? Or is it that the obsession lingered in the human world until it met the destined person and then awakened?”

“It doesn’t matter what kind of information you have, but the information on the Shadow Ninja must be drastically edited to be consistent with the worldview I compiled earlier.”

“It doesn’t seem to be very interesting to just release one or two Hokage ninjas. It would be better to release several at once. It would allow for investigation from multiple angles, but this would test my script skills. Or should I just let it go after improvisation and let it play freely?”

It has been a long time since I have done such a big job. Uchiha Ming feels that his skills are a bit shabby, but at the same time, he feels itchy and eager to try.

“What kind of story should we tell the world this time… and who should be the mastermind behind this plan? Akatsuki, or Abe Haruaki?”

Uchiha Ming took out a notebook from the drawer and wrote and drew on it, repeatedly deleting and erasing, carefully considering his plan, and he filled a whole page with just the settings.

“That’s about it. We’ll add the details later. Now let’s start choosing the stage.”

Half an hour later, Uchiha Ming closed his notebook contentedly.

“Let me see which city will be so lucky.”

After looking at the dozen or so cities circled on the map, Uchiha Ming closed his eyes and threw a kunai out.

Duang!

Uchiha Ming opened his eyes, glanced at the location on the map where he was stabbed by the kunai, and raised his eyebrows.

“It’s Kobe.”

Chapter 355 Chapter 356 The Youth of the Green Boy

Hyogo Prefecture, Kobe City, Second Boys’ High School, Grade 1, Class D.

“During the Heian period, Onmyoji was under the jurisdiction of the Ministry of Central Affairs of the Sahonkanbu, and was responsible for the observation and judgment of divination, astronomy, time, and calendar…”

The bald male teacher held the lesson plan in his hand and read out the text carelessly, while the students in the class were either sleeping soundly or laughing as if no one was around.

The teacher completely turned a blind eye to this.

After all, this is the school spirit of this boys’ public school. These trash people have no chance of getting into college.

In the past, there were also young and inexperienced teachers who wanted to discipline students, but ended up fighting with the students on the spot and were eventually dismissed by the school.

These Reiwa trash are just trying to get a high school degree now. After graduation, they will all roll into the factory and become a screw in the capitalist chain.

Well, it’s a waste utilization.

“Ding Ding Ding!”

As soon as the bell rang for lunch break, the teacher immediately tucked the lesson plan under his arm and walked out of the classroom without stopping.

“Class is over, class is over!”

“There was a supernatural disaster response drill in the morning. I was running up and down, and I was starving.”

“Will you eat in the cafeteria at noon?”

Little boys, starve me to death. After a morning, the fifteen or sixteen-year-old boys were already starving. Before the teacher left the classroom, these students could not wait to run to the cafeteria in twos and threes, or take out their own lunch boxes.

At the seat near the door at the back right of the classroom, Kurotsuchi Huisan waited until everyone going to the cafeteria had left before he silently took out his lunch box and placed it on the table.

Kurotetsu Teruzo’s bento is rice with fried pork cutlet and cabbage. It has both vegetables and meat and looks pretty good.

But this was the discounted bento he bought at a convenience store last night that was about to expire. It was less than 300 yen per portion, which was cheap enough, but when he put it in his mouth, it tasted like chewing wax and even had a faint sour taste.

“If I become a superhuman, I will definitely get money and women! No, the first thing I will do is kill that fucking old lady!”

A duck-voiced and arrogant voice came from the classroom. Several boys gathered in the seats by the window, eating and talking.

Heitiehui looked at his nose with three eyes and his heart with his nose, but he didn’t even look at it and continued to eat his lunch box.

With the advent of the new era, the supernatural has naturally become a hot topic among students and young people.

Just because you are a bunch of bullies who only bully the weak and fear the strong, do you think you can become extraordinary?

Heitie Huisan said with disdain in his heart.

All the students in this crappy boys’ high school, myself included, are useless wastes who are just waiting to die, so don’t try to be a toad and expect to eat swan’s fart.

Having said that, Kurogane Huizo himself would dream from time to time, dreaming that after becoming a supernatural being, he would do good deeds and teach those bastards in the class a lesson.

The number of times this kind of daydream appears is only less than the number of times Arisaki-sensei appears in dreams.

But let alone becoming extraordinary, even wanting to witness something extraordinary with your own eyes is easier said than done.

Although the TV is full of extraordinary news, for an ordinary high school student like Kurogane Teruzo, that world is too far away.

Apart from the newly added disaster prevention drills for dealing with supernatural disasters and the increasing number of history and mythology test points in the textbooks, it is almost imperceptible that there has been any change.

Even if the extraordinary era arrives, ordinary people will still be ordinary people.

So what will my future be like?

Do odd jobs at a convenience store, in a factory, or on a construction site?

Although he is only a first-year high school student, a bleak future seems to be doomed.

It would be better to let Akatsuki destroy Japan.

No, I haven’t even held a girl’s hand yet.

Hei Tiehui swallowed a few mouthfuls of rice without knowing the taste, picked up the pork chop that was left for the end with chopsticks, and took a bite.

I almost vomited because it tasted a bit off.

But this is precious protein after all, so I had to swallow it with gritted teeth.

“Hey, wash these lunch boxes, fat pig.”

Heitie Huisan’s heart shuddered, and he heaved a sigh of relief when he heard the word “fat pig” and glanced over.

I saw the guy who was shouting just now, carrying a few lunch boxes in his hands, walked to the last seat in the row by the window.

With a clang, he threw the lunch box on the desk of a fat classmate wearing glasses.

“Okay, okay.”

The fat classmate didn’t care that he hadn’t finished his meal yet and started to pick up the lunch box on the table.

“Ugh, boring.”

The guy with the duck voice had his nose in the air and a playful look on his face. Seeing the fat boy being so obedient, he felt bored and went home.

“This bunch of rubbish is bullying Gao Xiang again.”

Watching the fat classmate walking out of the classroom with a dirty lunch box in his arms, Kurotsuchi Huisan retracted his gaze, glanced vaguely at the trio who were laughing and playing, and lowered his head.

Kurotsuchi Huisan’s fist, which was not holding the chopsticks, clenched tightly unconsciously, with anger and some relief.

If Gao Xiang hadn’t been the scapegoat, I would have been the one being bullied.

Kurogane Teruzo is thin, gloomy and unsociable. His family is poor, and his grades are just okay (among a bunch of scoundrels). In such a crappy class, he is the perfect target for bullying.

However, he was lucky enough to escape because there was Gao Xiang in the class, who had a lower status than Kurotsuchi Huisan from the Yinjiao.

The three-member group that bullied Gao Xiang were all members of the school’s judo club. They were all tall and strong.

For these bullies, the more you resist, the more it will arouse their sadistic nature of playing cat and mouse.

Unless you can blow their dog heads off.

Even if I stand up for myself, it will be of no avail. Instead, I will only bring trouble upon myself and become their new target of bullying.

Sometimes, Kurogane Huisan felt ashamed of his dark thoughts.

It has become a routine activity for Gao Xiang to wash their lunch boxes every day at noon.

Heitie Huisan was helpless. Even if he wanted to turn a blind eye and leave the classroom to eat his lunch in the toilet or stairwell, such places were often occupied by students who took advantage of every opportunity to smoke and joke.

“If I become extraordinary, the first thing I will do is beat the shit out of you.”

Kurotsuchi Huisan swallowed the last bite of his lunch box with difficulty, thinking to himself.

The two classes in the afternoon passed quickly, and after school, students filed out of the classroom.

Kurogane Huizo packed up his textbooks and planned to go straight home as a member of the Homecoming Club.

When the fat classmate Gao Xiang was walking in a hurry and passed by him, a light object fell to the ground.