Chapter 361 The Wisdom of Antlers
Chapter 361 The Wisdom of Antlers
Nara Shika opened his eyes, and for the first time, a terrifying, high-speed intelligent light flashed in those usually lazy eyes.
Without further hesitation, he picked up a brand-new calligraphy brush, dipped it in ink, and made the first stroke on the huge scroll.
【Tongtian Wooden Building - Phase I Planning Outline】
【I. Functional Zoning】
Floors 1 to 40: Main work areas for daily vegetable production.
Main crops grown: cucumbers, tomatoes, lettuce, cabbage, and other common vegetables with short growth cycles and high demand.
Main person in charge: Akimichi clan.
Reason: The Akimichi clan's partial multiplication technique can greatly improve the mastery of ninjutsu and increase the efficiency of turning over soil, sowing seeds, and harvesting.
[Special Plan: A special cultivation area for scallions and garlic has been established, to be supplied directly to Qiudao Barbecue's flagship store, as a pilot project to explore high-value-added agricultural cooperation models.]
As he wrote these words, he could even imagine how excited Akimichi Torifu would be when he saw the plan, patting his chest and promising to complete the mission.
Let those who love to eat do the farming—perfect.
Nara Deer Antlers' brushstrokes shifted, moving to the middle of the scroll.
Floors 41 to 80: Fruit and Cash Crop Zone
Main crops grown include seasonal fruits such as watermelon, strawberry, and apple, as well as cotton and flax.
Main person in charge: Academic Affairs Office of Ninja Academy.
[Responsibilities: The fruit and cash crop area serves as a base for elective practical courses for senior students.]
[Reason: To provide students with long-term, safe, and rewarding practical tasks. Introducing a point system allows students to earn points through labor and receive a certain percentage of fruit. This effectively cultivates students' practical skills and sense of collective honor.]
[Special Program: Instructors from the Mountain Clan will be assigned to teach botany and utilize their sensory abilities to guide students in observing crop growth cycles.]
Let children learn through labor and reap the rewards of their learning. The legacy of the Will of Fire should not be confined to the battlefield, but also found in the sweetness of these fruits.
Without pausing, the tip of the Nara antler brush glided smoothly to the top of the scroll.
Special Plants and Research Area
[Distribution: Layers 81 to 100, featuring unique plants and cutting-edge scientific experiments.]
[Reason: The top floor has the best lighting and ventilation, making it easier to implement special management measures.]
[Zoning Plan:]
[Area A: Sunflower and Herb Growing Area. Sunflowers provide the village with sunflower seeds and cooking oil; herbs such as mint are used to make spices and calming incense, combining family expertise with the village's needs.]
[Area B: A new type of medical herb cultivation base. Fully entrusted to Tsunade and Orochimaru, providing Konoha Hospital with top-tier medicinal materials.]
[Sector C: Wood Release Ecological Cycle Laboratory. Exclusively for the First Hokage. Used to study the deep relationship between Wood Release and natural energy, and to explore sustainable soil improvement solutions.]
.......
As he wrote this, Nara Kazuno couldn't help but grin.
Putting Tsunade, Orochimaru, and the First Hokage together, or placing them a hundred stories high in the sky.
This isn't a laboratory; it's clearly an isolation zone. By placing the most unstable factors in the highest and farthest location, letting them passionately discuss and negotiate, the village can benefit from any results.
Even if... even if things go wrong by accident, it will only affect the top of the tower, and the losses will be manageable.
perfect.
Nara Shikano felt he was a genius.
This plan was meticulously laid out. From the Akimichi clan's stomachs to the flower shop, to the ninja academy's courses, and finally to the research desires of those few individuals, everyone's abilities and needs were seamlessly integrated into the grand blueprint of this towering structure.
This is no longer about squeezing dry; it's about an unprecedented integration of social resources.
Time slipped away quietly amidst the rustling of the pen tip against the scroll.
One candle after another burned out, and the sky outside the window turned from pitch black to pale white, finally being completely illuminated by a brilliant golden dawn.
This is the scene that greeted Sakumo Hatake when he entered the command post.
Nara Deer Antlers lay sprawled on the chair, fast asleep, with a suspicious glint of saliva even hanging from his lips.
Beneath his feet, a gigantic scroll stretching to the horizon covered the entire floor, its surface densely covered with text and symbols that radiated a halo of wisdom in the morning light.
Shuo Mao didn't wake him up. Instead, he squatted down and started reading carefully, word by word, from the beginning.
His expression shifted from initial scrutiny to surprise, then to shock, and finally to utter, heartfelt admiration.
I saw the honest, simple figures of the Akimichi clan turning over the soil in the fields using the Multiplication Technique.
The innocent faces of the children at the ninja academy, diligently weeding in exchange for a watermelon.
Even his own son Kakashi might one day, after receiving praise from his teacher, awkwardly hug a pumpkin bigger than himself and show a rare smile.
This plan contains no cold numbers or instructions, only a living, breathing future for Konoha.
"Feed..."
A faint sound came from the table.
Sakumo looked up and saw Nara Shikaku struggling to prop himself up, waving weakly at him.
"Have you finished watching?"
The deer's voice was terribly hoarse, "Once you're done looking at it, hurry up and... take it away..."
"Deer antlers, you..."
Sakumo stood up, looking at his friend who looked like he was about to ascend to heaven, and for a moment he didn't know what to say.
"Don't look at me with that pitying look."
Nara Shika yawned, tears streaming down his face. "I'm fine, I just feel like my brain's been emptied out. I can still live."
He stood up unsteadily, pointed at the huge scroll, and looked at it with disgust.
"We have a plan, but there are many things needed to realize it."
"I'm talking lazily," said the deer antler, as if he weren't the one who had been working so hard just moments before.
"Seeds, lots and lots of all kinds of seeds. Farm tools, specially made for this wooden building. And start-up capital, the most crucial start-up capital. This is no small sum."
Sakumo nodded seriously. "I understand."
"You don't understand."
Deer Horn glanced at him. "This is no longer a farm, Sakumo. This is a living tower that breathes and grows, belonging to Konoha. The First Hokage provided the skeleton, the Second Hokage designed the nervous system, and I planned the internal organs. Now, it needs a lot of blood to truly make it function."
Shikano walked up to Sakumo, patted his sturdy shoulder, and gave him a meaningful and extremely cunning smile.
"So, Manager, it's your turn to step in next."
"I?"
Yes, you.
Deer Antlers yawned and said slowly, "Take this plan and go find the Hokage. Then, cry in front of him."
"...Cry?" A crack appeared on Hatake Sakumo's usually expressionless face.
"Playing the victim, you know?"
Nara Shikaku patiently explained, "You need to tell the Hokage how great this project is, how bright its future is, but also how difficult it is for you as the person in charge. We have no money, no resources, no equipment. The First and Second Hokage only cared about creating it, not about what happens afterward. As the project manager, you're under so much pressure that you can't sleep at night."
Seeing Sakumo's face gradually stiffen, Shikano continued to add.
"Make sure you adopt the right posture and express the right emotions. If necessary, you can even shed a couple of tears. Don't worry, the Hokage is soft-hearted. Seeing how much you've worked for the village, he'll definitely be moved."
Sakumo Hatake remained silent.
Looking at his friend, he realized for the first time that the Nara clan's secret technique might not be shadow imitation, but rather the whispers of demons.
Finally, Sakumo took a deep breath, carefully rolled up the incredibly heavy scroll, and slung it back over his shoulder.
"I see."
He nodded solemnly to the antlers, then turned and left.
Looking at Sakumo's tall and straight back, Nara Shikazuki's smile deepened.
Keep it up, Shuo Mao!
Go and face the gentlest, yet most terrifying, final boss in our village.
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