"That is the outside world's interpretation."

Chiyo shook her head and corrected: "The true principle of Yin Healing Wound Destruction is, more precisely, to pre-layer a coating of healing medical chakra over the body. Within a certain period, when the ninja is injured, that chakra automatically heals the wound, without requiring the user to stop fighting or divert their attention."

"In other words, it allows a wounded ninja to continue fighting without being hindered by injuries."

"Konoha has integrated part of the principles of Yin Healing Wound Destruction into this scroll. As a result, even an ordinary person with no knowledge of Medical Ninjutsu can activate the scroll, and it will automatically detect and heal injuries."

"Furthermore, through these past few days of research, I have discovered that the designer of this medical scroll has great ambition. His original concept likely went beyond this. He probably intended for the medical chakra, after healing, to leave behind residual energy that could nourish the user's chakra pathway system and muscles, restoring physical strength after treatment."

"But that goal is too delicate and advanced. In the end, he had no choice but to abandon it and let the remaining chakra dissipate on its own after healing."

After saying this, Chiyo paused for a long moment before adding in a complicated tone: "Even so, it is still astonishing. Although I still do not fully understand how he accomplished it, the person who designed this medical scroll is undoubtedly a monster."

Who this monster was did not need to be stated; both of them understood clearly.

"Of course, among these three difficulties, the most fundamental one is the first."

After a brief silence, Chiyo continued: "The second and third can be studied slowly over time; we still have hope of breaking them. But the first… if we cannot figure out the raw material and manufacturing process of that paper, then even if we solve the other two, we still cannot produce a truly usable medical scroll."

Rasa slowly nodded.

"I will assign personnel to investigate the origins of this paper as soon as possible."

With that, he turned and left.

After exiting the laboratory, Rasa stopped and looked up at the gray sky.

If this kind of scroll could truly be mass-produced in the future, and even further used to seal higher-level Medical Ninjutsu, and if, as Elder Chiyo said, it could even allow residual chakra after healing to nourish the body, then Konoha's overall strength would once again leap to a new level within the next few years.

Shinichi Higashino…

Rasa silently repeated the name in his mind.

A genius with limitless potential was already terrifying enough.

What was even more frightening was that everything he created could directly enhance the strength of his entire faction.

"If such a person could be in the Village Hidden in the Sand, how good would that be…"

This thought emerged in Rasa's mind, but then he reconsidered. If Shinichi Higashino were really in the Village Hidden in the Sand, would he still be able to become the fourth Kazekage?

Even when the third Kazekage disappeared, and Shinichi was still very young at that time, Elder Chiyo and Ebizō might have delayed the appointment of a new Kazekage, waiting for the war to end and for Shinichi to mature a few more years.

By then, would the position of Kazekage even belong to him?

Thinking of this, Rasa suddenly felt that it was better for Shinichi Higashino to remain in Konoha after all.

He shook his head, tossing the complicated thought out of his mind, and strode toward the command center.

...

Village Hidden in the Mist, frontline main camp.

Yagura Karatachi sat expressionlessly in the main seat.

On the desk before him, reports were piled up like a mountain.

He flipped through them one by one, his movements steady, showing no obvious emotional fluctuation.

However, the increasingly faster flipping speed and shorter pauses revealed the turmoil within him.

Most of the reports on the table contained no good news.

The large-scale multi-point infiltration strategy had been in effect for over half a month, but the results were far from optimistic.

Small units had landed along the long coastline of the Land of Fire, but instead of stretching Konoha's defenses thin as expected, they were swallowed up one by one.

It was as if they had fallen into an invisible swamp.

Konoha's defensive line was not weakened or broken; instead, it responded with terrifying speed, constantly encircling, annihilating, and expelling these infiltration points.

Yagura gently placed the report down and looked at the map showing the arc-shaped coastline for a long time.

Shinichi Higashino, it was again his work.

"Senior… am I really that useless?"

After a long silence, Yagura finally spoke in a low voice.

"The Mizukage has high expectations for me, but I…"

"Do not underestimate yourself, Yagura."

An old, steady voice came from the corner of the command tent.

A white-haired elder slowly stepped out of the shadows and approached Yagura.

"You have done very well. Your strategic deployment and tactical planning are all correct. It's just that…"

The elder paused, seemingly choosing his words, before letting out a long sigh.

"None of us expected such a person to appear in Konoha. This Shinichi Higashino… I have lived for over sixty years, from the Warring States Period until now, but I have never seen such a terrifying, all-around talent. Even in their youth, Hashirama Senju and Madara Uchiha did not display such overwhelming ability, nor such comprehensive talent."

Yagura fell silent for a moment, then slowly nodded.

"Indeed… he is a terrifying opponent."

The white-haired elder said nothing, standing there in silence together with the young commander.

After a moment, the white-haired elder spoke again: "Yagura, prepare to launch a full-scale assault."

"A full-scale assault?" Yagura frowned slightly and raised his head to look at the elder.

The white-haired elder did not avoid his gaze and continued: "We have crossed the sea for a distant expedition. Our supply lines are already long, and the logistical pressure is enormous. In contrast, Konoha is fighting on home ground, with convenient supplies and much faster recovery. The longer the time drags on, the more disadvantageous it becomes for us."

"If small-scale infiltration and probing cannot achieve a breakthrough, then we should concentrate all our strength and press forward head-on, breaking through with force."

"While this old body of mine can still move, let me serve as the vanguard. The power of the Three-Tails… it is time for the people of the Shinobi World to witness it again."

This white-haired elder was none other than Village Hidden in the Mist's Three-Tails Jinchūriki, hidden from the world for decades, Hyakume Sosuke.

Yagura looked at this senior who was already over sixty years old, yet still willing to burn the remainder of his life on this unfamiliar land, and a complicated emotion rose in his heart that could not be described.

He fell silent for a moment, then finally took a deep breath and nodded solemnly.

"I understand. I will report this to the Mizukage."

Hyakume Sosuke said nothing more. He merely nodded and retreated back into the shadows, as if he had never appeared at all.

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