Namikaze Naruto and the Salvation Society's Decision

"Within the current Zenith Civilization, the only projects that can rival your research into Ultimate Producers are the God Tree Dyson Sphere, Chakra Particles, Insect Swarm gene fusion, and the nature of gods."

"You must not belittle yourselves, much less give up on yourselves!"

Aburame Tetsumaru spoke with the impassioned fervor of a rejected art student.

The Advents before him were deeply moved. Brimming with spirit, they shouted their slogan in unison.

Everyone felt the burning idealism and passion, as well as the weighty responsibility—the pressure civilization had placed upon them.

But no amount of pressure was worth mentioning. Just as Cocoon Forger had said, "Without pressure, people float away."

Our work is a key concern of civilization. That alone is enough. What pressure can we not bear?

The Advents were so excited they could barely speak. None of them were particularly eloquent to begin with, and after stammering out their resolve, they eagerly returned to their ships.

Seeing their condition, Aburame Tetsumaru was completely reassured. He watched until their spacecraft had vanished into the distance before slowly returning inside the Kunlun Mountain.

Otsutsuki Kaguya was in a newly built room, rearranging it with great interest.

When she sensed Aburame Tetsumaru entering, she suddenly could not help but laugh. "Hehehe, you actually used rhetoric on those children."

"That was hilarious. It was nothing like your usual self. Which strange person were you imitating?"

Thinking of what she had just sensed, Otsutsuki Kaguya laughed so hard she could not close her mouth. "Those forceful gestures, that wild tossing of your hair... Hahahahaha..."

"My heavens, that was deep space with only microgravity and no air at all. You used Psychokinesis to make your hair fly around, didn't you?"

Otsutsuki Kaguya laughed until her whole body went limp, then asked between breaths.

Aburame