Konoha Ninja Shop System

After hearing Peter's words, Ah Fei felt as though a thunderstorm had erupted in his chest. His heart pounded wildly, unable to calm down for a long while.

At this moment, his mind was completely consumed by Peter's resounding statement—"Defeat Black Zetsu within three years!" That sentence echoed in his head like a war drum, over and over, igniting a fire in his veins. His blood boiled with excitement, and his fighting spirit surged like a tidal wave.

"Boss, don't worry! I, Ah Fei, will go all out and never let you down!" he shouted, eyes burning with passion. "I'll definitely build a company bigger and more powerful than Lord Black Zetsu's!"

His cheeks flushed red from the excitement. The conviction in his voice left no room for doubt.

Peter looked at him silently for a moment, a bittersweet feeling creeping into his chest. He couldn't help but recall the misery of his previous life—the endless, soul-crushing job, the days spent slaving away only to earn barely enough to survive. Even now, just thinking about those times made a cold shiver run down his spine.

Looking at the energetic, ambitious Ah Fei before him reminded Peter of his younger self—full of hope, brimming with dreams, and burning with determination. Once upon a time, he too had such aspirations. Unfortunately, life hadn't gone as planned. He had lost everything—his dreams, his savings, even his health. That bitter lesson had carved itself deep into his bones.

With a heavy heart, Peter spoke earnestly, "Ah Fei, take my advice seriously. If you really want to start your own business, then don't go back to working a regular job. Once you take the first step into business, your vision will expand, and your confidence will grow. Trust me—it's a life-changing experience."

Ah Fei nodded solemnly, absorbing every word. "I understand, Boss. Once I return, I'll resign immediately and start my own business!"

Peter gave a satisfied nod. He didn't say the next part aloud—but he thought it with conviction: You'll never make real money just by working a job.

Of course, Peter didn't think Ah Fei would go bankrupt. After all, all the goods Ah Fei would be selling came from Peter himself!

He knew very well—everything produced by the system was of the highest quality. Once that little blue pill from the system hit the market, Ah Fei would be raking in a fortune in no time.

"Boss, I'm leaving now. Just wait and see! I'll become the richest man in the entire ninja world!" Ah Fei declared with infectious enthusiasm.

Peter couldn't help but chuckle and nod. "Go on then. I believe in you—show the world what you're made of."

Ah Fei turned to leave, but Peter suddenly had an idea and quickly called out, "Wait a moment, Ah Fei!"

Startled, Ah Fei paused and turned back. "What's wrong, Boss?" he asked, a little confused.

Peter walked over with a smile, holding two boxes of exquisitely packaged tea. "Didn't you say you liked the tea from my hometown last time? Here, take these—two boxes, just for you."

Ah Fei's hands trembled slightly as he accepted the gift. His eyes shimmered with emotion, and his voice choked with gratitude. "Thank you, Boss… thank you so much. All these years… no one has ever given me anything. You're the first. I won't forget this kindness. When I become rich, I'll make sure to repay you a hundred times over!"

Peter patted him on the shoulder and smiled warmly. "Work hard. I'm looking forward to the day you truly rise."

"Yes!" Ah Fei responded with full sincerity. He then bowed deeply to Peter—a bow filled with respect, gratitude, and unwavering resolve—and finally turned to leave.

Peter stood quietly at the doorway, watching Ah Fei's figure disappear into the distance. A soft breeze blew by as Peter murmured to himself, "The moment I saw that boy, I knew he had potential."

That was why Peter decided to give him the tea—he wanted to build a stronger bond with Ah Fei. But what surprised him was that something so small moved Ah Fei so deeply…

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Meanwhile, in the capital of the Fire Nation—

"Master Ah Fei! You're finally back!" A group of White Zetsu surrounded him with eager expressions.

One of them pointed at the bulging bags in Ah Fei's hands and asked curiously, "Master Ah Fei, what's all that?"

The others crowded around, their eyes glued to the bags, clearly intrigued by what he might be carrying.

Seeing the expectant faces around him, Ah Fei's expression turned serious. "Everyone, listen up. I've found a way to make money. It's risky, but the potential profit is massive."

The crowd murmured in surprise.

"As the old saying goes," Ah Fei continued, raising a finger, "great wealth lies in great danger. If you've got the courage to take the leap, follow me. I swear, if we succeed, I'll never treat you unfairly."

The Zetsu glanced at one another uncertainly. Finally, one of them asked, "Master Ah Fei, is this plan truly reliable? Could it get us into trouble?"

Ah Fei shook his head. "I can't guarantee anything, but based on my current analysis, the chances of turning a profit are very high. So here's the deal—I'm giving you the choice. Are any of you willing to quit your jobs and start this venture with me?"

Stunned silence followed. These White Zetsu had never imagined Ah Fei—an executive, no less—would resign and propose a business venture out of nowhere.

Ah Fei saw their hesitation and didn't pressure them. Instead, he shrugged. "If you don't want to, that's fine. No hard feelings."

Just then, one of the White Zetsu suddenly stepped forward and declared, "I'm in! Let someone else sell the newspapers. I want to follow Master Ah Fei. Don't come crying to me when I strike it rich!"

Encouraged by this bold move, others followed suit.

"Damn it, I've been selling newspapers for years and I still can't afford a basic body upgrade! Might as well gamble and follow Master Ah Fei!"

"Yeah! I quit too!"

"I'm tired of scraping by. If there's even a small chance to make a fortune, I'm all in!"

A wave of enthusiasm swept through the group. Ah Fei couldn't hide the satisfaction in his eyes. These guys were still as easy to rally as ever.

He nodded proudly. "Alright then, follow me!"

With that, he led the way toward the hotel that the chubby man had booked for them. He was about to meet a buyer—this was the moment everything hinged upon. Success or failure, everything depended on this deal.

The White Zetsu followed him without hesitation, as if they were his most devoted followers.

It was worth noting that these White Zetsu had been scattered across the Land of Fire, living simple, routine lives selling newspapers. Yet now, with only a few words, Ah Fei had managed to convince them to abandon their work and join him in this venture.

If Black Zetsu ever found out, he'd be absolutely furious.

After all, this wasn't even the first time Ah Fei had pulled something like this. Last time, he not only took the White Zetsu with him, but also fled with a large sum of money. Now, he was using the same old trick—only this time, instead of promising instant wealth, he sold them dreams wrapped in vague but hopeful promises.

And just like before, they had fallen for it.

Without these grassroots workers, Black Zetsu would surely face a major crisis. After all, who would willingly go back to the lower ranks to sell newspapers? Even with bribes or threats, it'd be hard to convince anyone to step back into that kind of life.

It had to be said—Ah Fei was truly a master at manipulating emotions and rallying people around him.

Maybe this, too, was part of Ah Fei's unique personal charm.

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