When Zhang Miao woke up again, it was already the morning of the next day.
"That damn system, this is not just 'some discomfort'! If giving birth to a child is a level 12 pain, then this one is at least level 11... Damn, it hurts so much..."
Feeling his forehead still faintly aching, Zhang Miao muttered as he sat up from the bed.
However, when he sat up, he saw a group of people kneeling next to his wooden bed. Those were the Uchihas, the Hyuga father-and-son, and Shenlin.
Seeing this scene, Zhang Miao was stunned. His first thought was:
"Am I already dead?"
After all, this was something someone on their deathbed would see.
"I don't think I'm on my deathbed... Am I dreaming?"
Thinking of this, Zhang Miao immediately reached out and pinched his thigh.
"Ouch... It hurts!"
The pain in his leg told Zhang Miao that he was still alive at the moment and not dreaming. After realizing this, the corner of his mouth could not help but twitch.
"D*mn, are you guys crazy? What are you all doing around my bed early in the morning?!"
As soon as Zhang Miao finished speaking, the people in front of the bed quickly lowered their heads and said in unison, "Boss, calm down!"
Seeing this scene, Zhang Miao could not help but roll his eyes again.
"Alright, alright. Get up first. Don't kneel down for no reason in the future. I don't like this. Tell me, what exactly happened?"
Hearing Zhang Miao's words, the few people present stood up and looked at each other. In the end, Shenlin stood up.
"Boss, actually, yesterday..."
With Shenlin's narration, Zhang Miao finally understood what had happened.
It turned out that after he fainted in the room yesterday, no one from his ninja group knew about his condition. It was not until noon when Mikito discovered that something was wrong when she was bringing him lunch.
When they entered the house, she saw Zhang Miao lying on the ground with blood all over his face. She and the other ninjas immediately panicked.
If the Hyugas had not observed Zhang Miao with their eyes and found that there was no abnormality in the chakra in his body, only a temporary coma, the others would have even wanted to commit suicide.
Although they confirmed that Zhang Miao was fine, their guilt did not decrease at all. Therefore, they chose to kneel in front of Zhang Miao's bed and wait for Zhang Miao to wake up to be punished. At the same time, they figured out who attacked Zhang Miao.
After hearing Shenlin's explanation, Zhang Miao immediately showed a face of not knowing whether to laugh or cry and immediately waved to the crowd.
"All right, all right. This has nothing to do with you. I did it myself. Don't worry. All right, all of you can leave now!"
As soon as Zhang Miao finished speaking, Fukaku immediately stepped forward and knelt down in front of him.
"Boss, for your safety, please let Yoshi... No, please let him follow you!"
"Hmm?" Hearing this, Zhang Miao was stunned for a moment, then smiled and nodded. "Okay, if this will make you feel more at ease, then fine!"
Now Zhang Miao also understood that he was very important to these recruited ninjas, so after hearing Fukaku's request, he immediately agreed.
However, what he did not expect was that as soon as his voice fell, Hishu also came forward, and then he knelt down on one knee.
"Boss, Yuji is a genius of our Hyuga clan. Not only does he have the strongest observation eye - the Byakugan, but he also has the strongest defense - the Eight Trigrams Palms Revolving Heaven."
"So let my son be responsible for your safety. Please!"
"Uh..."
Hearing Hishu's words, no matter how slow Zhang Miao was, he could still hear something.
"The Hyugas and Uchihas are competing for his favor!"
Zhang Miao understood very well that once one of them became his guard, he would definitely be biased in his heart. This was human nature.
When he established his power or simply established his own Ninja Village in the future, the people and families he favored would naturally gain more power!
Thinking of this, Zhang Miao sighed helplessly and raised his hand toward Fukaku and Hishu at the same time.
"I understand your intentions. From now on, you two will follow me. Alright, you can stand up!"
"Thank you, Boss!" Hearing Zhang Miao's approval, Fukaku and Hishu were happy.
They did not have the idea of monopolizing the benefits. For them, as long as they could get Zhang Miao's attention, it was enough.
Seeing the two of them happy, Zhang Miao nodded with a smile.
"Alright, everyone except Yoshi and Yuji can leave!"
"Yes!"
Hearing Zhang Miao's words, Fukaku and the others agreed and left.
After everyone else left, Yoshi took Zhang Miao's coat from the side and put it on for him. Yuji brought a basin of water from the back to wash Zhang Miao's face and combed his hair.
"The boss' hair is as red as blood and full of vitality. It's a pity to cut it off."
"Haha!" "What's so unfortunate about that? There's no one to take care of it. It'll be troublesome if I don't cut it off."
"Then please let me take care of the boss' hair in the future. Please!"
"Haha, okay okay okay okay..."
Looking at Zhang Miao and Yuji who were chatting happily, Yoshi, who couldn't interrupt, suddenly looked around. He quickly found a mirror on the table next to him, so he quickly took the mirror and handed it to Zhang Miao.
"Boss, here's the mirror!"
"Hmm?" Looking at Yoshi, who was holding the mirror in his hands, Zhang Miao smiled, "I just need it. Thank you, Yoshi!"
"Boss, don't mind it. This is what I should do!" Hearing Zhang Miao's words, Yoshi quickly lowered his head, but from the corner of his mouth, it could be seen that he was very happy at this time.
Looking at the happy Yoshi, Zhang Miao sighed in his heart.
"Sigh, he is clearly the cold and aloof Itachi, but he ended up like this after he was recruited. This is not about naming difference, this is a completely different person!"
Of course, if he could choose, Zhang Miao still hoped that it would be like this.
"Although the cold Itachi is good, it's better to leave him for Sasuke. I am not a masochist!"
Thinking of this, Zhang Miao suddenly grinned and took the mirror from Yoshi's hand. Then he looked at the mirror.
Looking at himself in the mirror, Zhang Miao found that he was no different from yesterday. The only difference was that there was a vertical wrinkle on his forehead, just like a closed eye...
Just as he thought of this, Zhang Miao saw the wrinkles on his forehead suddenly split apart, revealing a white eye, and this eye was staring straight at him!
Seeing this scene, Zhang Miao immediately threw the mirror away and then let out a tragic scream.
"Oh my god..."