In Konoha Village, Mizuki's fake Jinchūriki is completely useless, and his chakra can no longer keep up with the consumption. Looking at the wounded on the ground, Mizuki is also very helpless. If he continues to use medical ninjutsu, he will not be able to survive.

"Compared to other ninjas, medical ninjas are still too rare."

The premise of using medical ninjutsu is excellent chakra control, which blocks a large number of people from the door. In addition, various medical knowledge such as human body and anatomy are required to eliminate those with low IQ. The remaining ones are not elites, but they are not far away. If they follow other paths, they may not be worse than medical ninjas. Therefore, if there is such a division, there will be even fewer medical ninjas, which leads to the current situation. This is still in Konoha, which attaches the most importance to medical ninjutsu. Other villages are even more rudimentary.

Walking on the devastated streets, Shuimu would occasionally help those in need. As the Chunin Exam venue calmed down, the village drew out a large number of combat forces to support the Sand Ninja on the front line, and the situation gradually tilted in Konoha's favor. After all, Konoha is still the world's largest military organization. As long as they deal with it seriously, the Sand Ninja is still not enough, and the gap in comprehensive strength is still very obvious.

As time went on, ninjas and ordinary people who were not on the front line began to save themselves and each other. People around rarely spoke and did what they had to do silently. The atmosphere was not warm, but a little dull, but it did not make people feel depressed.

"They are all a group of strong people."

The spiritual qualities of those who strive to survive in wars sometimes make people like me who always take a cold-eyed and spectator attitude feel ashamed.

"Hey, what is this?"

In the midst of the devastated battlefield, Shuimu discovered something unusual.

"Is this a bone? Could it be that..."

Shuimu checked the surroundings carefully and found that there were indeed some bone fragments that had not been cleaned up.

"Is it Kimimaro?" Mizuki muttered to himself as he looked at the bone fragments in his hand, "It looks like he's dead. It's easy to tell from the nearby battlefield that the battle was won or lost. Konoha didn't lose, so is Kimimaro dead?"

Another young man who was played to death by fate. What a pity! Even if the process was different, the result would not have changed.

"Shuimu, is that you?" a voice came from behind, "Why are you hanging around here?"

"It's you, Ebisu..." Mizuki turned around and replied, "This is not your real body. You may be on a mission to rescue Genin now."

"Hmm." Ebisu looked at Mizuki suspiciously, "It seems that you have consumed too much chakra. In this case, help me maintain order for the civilians and Genin to take refuge."

Although it is currently impossible to tell the true strength of the fake Jinchūriki, there is a shortage of people everywhere right now, so it would be good if I could help.

"Sure, I already have tasks to do with the emergency evacuation plan." It's just that I've been too busy and can't take care of those things.

…

The war between ninja villages is very different from the war between ordinary people. When the dynamic balance maintained by multiple ninja villages is not broken, the war will most likely end with one side surrendering.

When Mizuki's real body rushed back to the village, Konoha had already won.

"Hey, Mizuki, you came just in time." The first familiar person Mizuki met was actually Sarutobi Asuma, "There are too many injured here, it's just right that you came."

"Asuma Jonin, I heard that the Sand Ninja has surrendered unconditionally." Mizuki looked around and said, "Sasuke and Sakura are back? Is everything okay?"

Asuma nodded: "Don't worry, they are fine. But it is really surprising that they captured the One-Tailed Jinchuriki. This is really an unbelievable result. When the Sand Ninja saw the Jinchuriki being captured, and heard the news of the death of the Fourth Kazekage, they surrendered not long after." As he said that, he took a deep puff of his cigarette.

"The wound on your arm seems to be bleeding, do you want me to help?" To be honest, Shuimu didn't quite understand Asuma's attitude at this time. His father died in the war and the village suffered heavy losses. I'm afraid only he knows how he feels.

"As a guardian nin, I have seen my comrades die many times in battle, so I am probably mentally prepared for this kind of thing."

The sight of the Third Generation in military uniform this morning actually foreshadowed how fierce the battle might be. The contest between the five major ninja villages was no ordinary skirmish.

Hearing Shuimu's words, Asuma waved his hand and said casually: "My injuries are just superficial, no problem, you can go check on the others."

"Okay, then I'll go over first." Shuimu nodded and walked forward.

From a distance, Mizuki could see Sakura, a girl with beautiful hair. Her thin body stood out among a group of medical ninjas in work clothes.

"Have you even brought out the Genin to make up the numbers?"

Thinking of this, Shuimu hurried over. After this period of training, Haruno Sakura, who had excellent perception, was the first to discover Shuimu.

"This way, Mr. Mizuki." Sakura greeted from afar, "Great, reinforcements are coming."

Mizuki also exchanged a few words with several friendly medical ninjas. Having lived in the hospital for nearly a month and interacting with medical ninjas many times, Mizuki had a few acquaintances.

"Sakura, go down and have a rest. Go check on Naruto and Sasuke later and then come back. Your family must be waiting anxiously."

"But I can still help."

"Well, there are so many people here, it's not necessary for a Genin to work himself to death. It's not good for a child to overdraw his chakra..."

After much persuasion, Mizuki finally persuaded Sakura to leave.

"Huh." Shuimu breathed a sigh of relief, "Now is not the time for the Genin to fight to the death, otherwise where will we put our face?"

"Yeah." A medical ninja nearby sighed, "That little girl has been holding on for a long time. She has very little chakra left."

Isn't this nonsense? With Haruno Sakura's physical fitness, she first fought with Doss, then assisted in fighting against the One-Tail Jinchuriki, then traveled a long distance to escort the wounded, and finally played the role of a medical ninja. If it weren't for the backing of the Breathing Technique, it would be good to be able to accomplish any one of them. However, Genin is not used like this.

"You guys take a rest and recover your chakra. I'll go check it out."

As he spoke, Shuimu walked into the makeshift ward.

"This kind of wooden building must be Tenzo's Wood Release, but I didn't see anyone like it just now, so he should not be here."

Watching the staff coming in and out and transporting the wounded back to Konoha Hospital one after another, Mizuki did not disturb them too much. Instead, he checked to see if there were any seriously injured people who needed emergency treatment. He tried to save their lives first and leave the rest to more professional doctors.

"Shui Mu?" A voice called Shui Mu.

"It's you?" Shui Mu looked at the figure in front of him in surprise, "You are injured too?"

The person who came was the old acquaintance Yamashiro Aoba.

"With your fighting style, you don't seem to be easily injured, and this injury..."

Yamashiro Aoba actually had one leg seriously injured, but the rest of his body was almost unharmed.

"How did you do that?"

"The chakra was used up and I fell from the sky..." Yamashiro Aoba said embarrassedly.

"You're really good." Shuimu gave a thumbs up. But joking aside, Shuimu didn't mean to laugh. It was conceivable how intense the battle would be to use up all the chakra and break the leg.

"How is Captain Ibiki? The situation didn't seem good when I left."

Yamashiro Aoba pointed to Morino Ibiki who was receiving treatment not far away and said, "It's nothing serious, but there will be another scar on his back."

"That's good, but why do I feel like your tone is a little strange?"

"Don't you think it's a good thing that the wound wasn't on your face? There's really no place else... I can't scare people anymore, or I won't be able to find my wife..."

"The war is over, but are you feeling gossipy again? People who live in troubled times need to have a big heart."

"Is there anything I can help with?" Mizuki asked, ignoring Yamashiro Aoba's cold joke, "I need first aid."

"Almost everything has been handled. It should be nothing serious. Either they have been transported back to the hospital, or there is no need to treat them anymore."

"Alas." Shuimu sighed, "Are we late?"

"It's not your fault. There's a shortage of manpower everywhere."

"Yeah." Although I said that, it still feels uncomfortable to watch people die.

"However, there is indeed someone who needs your attention right now. He is still unconscious."

"Hmm? Who is it?"

Yamashiro Aoba led Shuimu into a small room, pointed at the sick person and said, "That's her."

"Mitawash Anko?"