What a True Villain Is

The road from the spaceship to New City was bustling with traffic.

Inside a taxi.

Hashirama Senju sat in the front passenger seat, looking out the window.

The roads they passed were lined with towering skyscrapers brimming with futuristic technology.

Under a cloudless sky, people wearing flying devices soared through the air, while massive aircraft hovered overhead, their sides flashing advertisements.

"Sir, is this your first time on Shadow Star?"

Seeing Hashirama Senju's wide-eyed, inexperienced look, the driver spoke with pride.

"I've been here before." Hashirama Senju looked at the scenery outside. "But it didn't look like this."

It really had not been like this before. It was as though the entire world had been replaced.

"Of course. It's been so many years. Back then, the Land of Shadow was still the Land of Rain, and the whole planet hadn't even been unified." The driver spoke as he drove. "If the Land of Shadow hadn't unified, who knows how many more years the wars would have lasted."

Hashirama Senju turned back to look at the driver in surprise. "You know about that too?"

The man had Chakra fluctuations, but they were as weak as those of a Ninja Academy student. Hashirama knew that people at this level were generally civilians in the Land of Shadow.

Since when did civilians think about peace too?

The driver glanced at Hashirama Senju, a trace of disdain on his face.

Only old men from the previous era believed that people like them should not know such things, or that they had no right to think about their implications.

"Whether there's peace or not isn't something we can control, but we know a little about it."

The driver had already lost any desire to talk with Hashirama Senju.

He had encountered plenty of people like