Was it ever going to end?!
Inside the underground cavern.
Madara led a group of White Zetsu as they stared silently at the ceiling.
A few days ago, he had thought the construction was finally finished and that he could return to his peaceful sleep, but now...
They had actually opened an academy above them!
Opening a Ninja Academy was one thing, but... what kind of Ninja Academy started howling at the crack of dawn?
Even the Ninja Academy founded by that bastard Tobirama did not start classes this early!
Why were they shouting so early in the morning?
What the hell were they even reciting?!
Were they not going to let him sleep?
Madara silently took the intelligence gathered by the White Zetsu. It listed the class schedule for the Land of Grass academy students: classes ran from morning until afternoon, with four classes in the morning and three in the afternoon.
There was even morning reading and morning exercises, and the curriculum covered all sorts of subjects, including things completely unrelated to ninja.
Moral education?
What the hell was that?
"Ninja should be properly studying things related to ninja!" Madara burned the paper to ashes and said flatly, "It seems the Land of Grass is nothing special after all!"
But when he saw that the morning reading only lasted half an hour, he stopped caring.
He would wait a little longer.
Right now, he needed to sleep!
A deep sleep!
That was how he could reduce the drain on his life force and wait for the true opportunity to arrive!
After calculating inwardly and estimating that half an hour had passed, a "ring-ring-ring" sounded out. He knew it was over... Surely those fools would not keep shouting now!
Madara pondered for a moment, then raised his head and looked at the White Zetsu before him. "I will continue sleeping. You will carry out the plan I originally laid down!"
Monitor the entire ninja world, gather intelligence, keep watch over his eyes, and seek an opportunity to activate them!
For the Uchiha Clan's eyes to awaken, they had to rely on intense emotional fluctuations. Even his Rinnegan, possessed only by the Sage of Six Paths, was no exception!
Upon hearing Madara's words, the White Zetsu original body, the underground cavern's second-in-command, scratched his head. "But Lord Madara, that brat has already taken the Land of Grass leader as his teacher. Should we get rid of him?"
"The Land of Grass leader?"
Hearing that name again, Madara frowned.
After all, the changes in the Land of Grass were all connected to that person. Still, he was merely the leader of a small country and a small ninja village—especially a small country like the Land of Grass. Madara did not take him seriously.
The only person in his heart was that bastard Hashirama!
Madara considered it, then said, "As long as he does not interfere with us, there is no need to bother with him. Keep watch over my eyes, and cultivate that brat's bonds. When the time is right, make him feel pain! Make him understand that this world is wrong!" He slowly closed his eyes, his voice gradually softening. "I am going to sleep now..."
Before he could finish.
At that moment.
"Bzzzt—"
A sharp, strange sound rang out, accompanied by a cry.
Madara's eyes snapped open again. Before he could react—
"Respected teachers, dear students! Starting today, the Land of Grass Ninja Academy is officially open! All of you, myself included, are deeply honored to be the academy's first principal, teachers, and students..."
The sudden, booming voice pierced through the floor, making the entire cavern seem to tremble.
Madara froze for a moment, but soon resumed the calm expression of the Asura of the Ninja World. He fell silent and listened to that slow, impassioned voice.
Vivid and stirring!
Resounding and forceful!
Who knew how much time passed.
As though nothing had happened, he silently turned his head and looked at the White Zetsu original body, who wore an awkward grin. "Let that person... become that brat's bond!"
Was it ever going to end?
Could he not just get some proper sleep?!
"Perhaps the newly established Land of Grass is still far from perfect! Problems are everywhere! But after enduring the bitter winter of national destruction, the Land of Grass has risen and rebuilt itself once more!"
"So, everyone must believe that spring will come, and winter will pass! We will once again welcome a beautiful life!"
"At this important and difficult moment, everyone must grit their teeth. When there are difficulties, overcome them. Do not forget the spirit of the Land of Grass!"
"Tenacity! Struggle! Never give up!"
"Let us welcome a new life together, become outstanding successors of the Land of Grass, improve together, strengthen our convictions, build a beautiful homeland, and develop our country!"
"Let us work together and look toward the future! Let us contribute to the beautiful Land of Grass!"
"Become an outstanding pillar of the Land of Grass!"
As he reached the end, Kusana's tone gradually rose. Seeing the children below stirred up by his wave of motivational words, he raised his fist. "Let us study together for the construction of the Land of Grass!"
As soon as he finished.
"Clap clap clap—"
Thunderous applause immediately erupted!
All the children were so excited that their necks stiffened, their faces flushing red.
Seeing that the effect was not bad, Kusana handed the microphone to the teacher temporarily acting as host beside him.
Although the Second Great Ninja War had only recently ended and technology was not as advanced as it would later become, with the abilities granted by his cheat, making speakers and microphones was still possible.
Unaware that this speech had caught Madara's attention and that Madara planned to cultivate him into Nagato's bond, Kusana watched the energetic children return to their classrooms for lessons. He smiled and nodded in satisfaction. "They are the future of the Land of Grass!"
As someone familiar with the plot, he placed great importance on ideological education!
Otherwise.
What if he ended up teaching a few ungrateful brats who betrayed their teachers and ancestors?
Do not take everything to extremes. Think more, communicate more, and do not just go killing your family and friends at the drop of a hat!
Therefore, ideological education was equally important.
He would cultivate new ninja for the Land of Grass with ideals, morality, education, and discipline!
After finishing with the school, Kusana did not disturb the academy's teaching schedule. Yawning, he left the academy and headed for the new Uzumaki Clan residential area.
Come to think of it, he had been so busy lately that he had not arranged for anyone to retrieve the Uzumaki Clan's treasure!
And before long, the new year would arrive. He still had to establish factories, resume production, and during the first meeting where plans were set, he had proposed creating a comprehensive medical system. Yet none of that had begun.
The Land of Grass had only just been established. There were simply too many matters to handle!
And the Uzumaki Clan...
He had heard that after the Land of Eddies was destroyed, the Uzumaki Clan had split into several groups to flee. Each group had several ninja leading ordinary people in their escape.
Kana and Fusang had belonged to two different refugee groups.
Therefore, there should still be quite a few Uzumaki Clan members scattered throughout the ninja world!
That was why he had come this time: to call back the Uzumaki Clan members left outside, and before the New Year, make a trip to the Land of Eddies to bring the treasures left behind by the Uzumaki Clan, as well as Namen Hall, to the Land of Grass.
Kusana looked at Elder Yang Zheng, whose excited eyes had turned red, and said with a smile, "So, let's make a movie!"
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