"System."
While there was nothing urgent happening, Uzumaki Jun called out inwardly and immediately saw his attribute interface. There were still no changes, except that his reputation had reached 150,000. Indeed...
War was the best time to farm reputation points.
"Is there no mission available?" Uzumaki Jun asked doubtfully.
"Ding, generating mission now," the system's electronic voice responded.
"Mission 1: Achieve Victory.
Win the war.
Reward: 10 attribute points."
Why so little? Where are the equipment rewards? The lottery draws? Why is there nothing?
"This system is a Harmonious Society System, not a War System. Therefore, war mission rewards are very minimal."
"..."
It wasn't like he had started the war either! He also wanted to develop the Land of Whirlpools harmoniously, but when invaders came, what could he do? He could only check Mission 2.
"Mission 2: Capture the Tailed Beasts.
Tailed Beasts are invasive species. There are only nine in the entire shinobi world, making them extremely rare creatures. The host must capture the Tailed Beasts, establish a Tailed Beast Biological Park, and guide humans and Tailed Beasts to live together in harmony.
Reward: 100,000 reputation points.
20 attribute points.
One random S-rank forbidden technique (daily life).
One Earth technology (production or daily life).
Note: Rewards stack. For each additional Tailed Beast captured, rewards double."
"..."
This mission wasn't something he could handle right now either! What were Tailed Beasts? How could a protagonist who wasn't even a jonin yet deal with them?
Uzumaki Jun glanced at the mission casually before closing it. It was exhausting! There was no point in discussing it. The first mission was something he would do anyway, but the second mission...
Was impossible! This system might as well not exist. Apart from allowing him to allocate points and exchange for some Earth technologies, it was practically useless.
Right now, he didn't have the strength to discuss life, ideals, the future, or peace with the Tailed Beasts. If he went up to a Tailed Beast and said, "I uphold the Sage of Six Paths' ideals and hope humans and you can coexist peacefully," the Tailed Beast would probably just curse him out.
Who was this weakling? Then, it would nod and say, "Sure," before blasting him with a Tailed Beast Bomb to celebrate human-Tailed Beast harmony.
He wasn't the protagonist Naruto, with maxed-out persuasion skills!
Without strength, nothing could be negotiated.
Unless he had the power to grind the Tailed Beasts into the dirt, make them call him "Daddy," and then sigh melancholically while saying, "I didn't want it to come to this. I did it for the peace between humans and Tailed Beasts, to inherit the Sage's legacy, and to bring light to the shinobi world's peace. You must believe me."
Only then might the Tailed Beasts possibly listen because they couldn't win. If they didn't obey, who else would they obey?
For now, he needed to complete the war mission and farm enough reputation points. After all, war was the best time to earn reputation! If it weren't for war, how else could he farm reputation? Become a celebrity?
Don't joke around. This was a Harmonious Society Construction System, not an Idol Training System!
"This system also has an entertainment module!"
"..."
Forget it, forget it. Let's not talk about this anymore.
Uzumaki Jun picked up his binoculars and looked toward the Mist shinobi camp. Then, he turned them toward the direction where the clan head and the others had set off.
Admittedly, the Land of Whirlpools was small in territory, but it was sparsely populated. Most areas were undeveloped, filled with trees and mountains.
So, fighting on home turf still had its advantages!
"There are still too few people," Uzumaki Jun murmured. The First Shinobi World War would definitely produce many orphans—some of whom would become quite famous in the Naruto world.
If they won, he would have to make a trip to Konoha and see if he could pick up some strays along the way, playing the role of Orochimaru to expand the Land of Whirlpools' population.
Otherwise, with so few people and most being Uzumaki clan members, it wouldn't be conducive to the country's development.
"It seems the clan head and the others have started."
Noticing the chakra fluctuations in the distance, especially the crackling sounds of ninjutsu and the rising dust, it was all too obvious. He had specifically instructed them to target distant squads first. If Mist reinforcements arrived, they were to retreat immediately no matter what.
Twenty jonin attacking together against a four-man squad shouldn't be a problem. The problem was that the Land of Whirlpools had too few jonin only about 500, most of whom were elderly men in their seventies or eighties. It was only because of the Uzumaki clan's strong life force that they could still wield their staffs. Otherwise, the number of jonin would be halved.
But even with 300-400 jonin, compared to the Mist's 2,000-3,000, it was still too few. So, they had to take it slow...
Grind down half of the Mist's jonin, and only then would the Land of Whirlpools have a say.
However...
The Mist squad that had encountered the clan head's team now had some choice words they weren't sure they should say.
What the hell!!
They only had four jonin, while the other side had twenty!
The squad leader felt a wave of despair. It seemed they were doomed. They were definitely doomed. Even if the enemy was a bunch of old men, they were still jonin! What kind of grudge did these guys have to target their squad? Was it because they had set out first?
"Stay alert, hold on," the squad leader said solemnly to his teammates. "If anything goes wrong here, the others will definitely come to support us."
But his teammates also had some choice words. Twenty people! How long could they hold out? One against five? They weren't even Kage-level!
The Uzumaki clan wasn't playing by the rules! Shouldn't interception missions be led by a few jonin with some genin?
Sending all jonin, didn't they need to train the younger generation? What would happen when the older generation passed away and there was no one to succeed them? To send a bunch of old fogies to intercept them...
"Attack." The elders exchanged glances and then shouted. Following Jun's instructions, they didn't have time to play around. After dealing with this squad, they had to move on to the next.
These twenty were essentially the Land of Whirlpools' strongest fighters.
...
Other Mist squads also encountered Uzumaki resistance.
"Attack." The Uzumaki shinobi commanded quietly. Their main task was to block the enemy. If they could eliminate them, they would. If not, they would just focus on interception, preventing them from reinforcing others.
Meanwhile, in another Mist squad...
"Uzumaki shinobi?" The Mist squad leader frowned at the ten Uzumaki shinobi before him—mostly three jonin, two chunin, and five genin. It was manageable. Even if their four jonin couldn't defeat them, they could at least stall.
After all, reinforcements would arrive eventually.
Little did they know...
Every other squad was thinking the same thing...
"Abisu, prepare to retreat." The vanguard squad leader stared intently at the surrounding Uzumaki shinobi, his back pressed against his teammates. "Don't get reckless."
"Captain..." Abisu opened his mouth to say something but was cut off.
"Don't wait for reinforcements." The leader's eyes swept over the Uzumaki shinobi—three jonin, the rest chunin and genin. For other squads, this might not be a problem, but for them, it was over. Their squad only had two jonin and two chunin.
There was no way they could win!
"The others are probably in the same situation."
All trapped in Uzumaki interceptions.
The Uzumaki shinobi were also stunned. Why was this squad so weak? Weren't they all supposed to be jonin? It seemed the first kill wouldn't go to the clan head's team but to them...
"Attack." The Uzumaki shinobi ordered.
Tayu no longer dared to complain. What the hell! If he kept this up, he'd lose his life here. He hated war, it was just too much. Too many people had died. Way too many.
When the Uzumaki shinobi clashed with the vanguard squad leader, his expression froze.
"It's you!" He remembered now. This Mist shinobi was from the vanguard squad.
"With skills like these, you can't be a nobody. Who are you?"
This was definitely elite jonin-level strength.
"Vanguard Squad Leader of the Mist, Horiguchi Take."