Nine Months Later, It's Quiet

I am Madara Uchiha.

They call me the Asura of the Ninja World and... the God of Shinobi, a fifty-fifty match!

Of course.

If it weren't for that damn Hashirama using some dirty tricks in our battle at the Valley of the End, I would have won long ago. I should have been known as the sole vanquisher of the God of Shinobi!

However.

From a broad perspective, he won. After all... he's still alive, while that Hashirama is dead!

With several tubes stuck in his back, Madara expressionlessly touched the liquid dripping onto his face.

It was sticky!

Thick!

This was...

Cement!

However.

He remembered that the base he had found was clearly in a small, long-dead country!

What was going on now?

And for the past few days... there had been 'bang bang bang' sounds every day. What were they doing?

It was so noisy!

Didn't they know that old people had poor sleep quality?

At this moment.

"Lord Madara, do you need to get up to pee?"

"..."

Madara Uchiha, with a dark expression, turned his head to look at the grinning Uzumaki face.

This idiot...

He said coldly, "What's going on? Why has it been so noisy? Don't you know I need to sleep?"

Until he found someone who could act as his representative, he couldn't leave!

For true peace in the Ninja World!

To prove he was right!

Therefore, he had to stay alive!

He had to live with all his might!

Only when everything was ready could he temporarily leave, awaiting true resurrection!

Thus, to keep this long-decayed body functional, he had to remain in slumber all the time!

"Oh dear~, what happened here?" the Uzumaki-faced White Zetsu scratched his head, seeming a little embarrassed as he said, "I've been creating art lately and didn't know! How about I go out and take a look? Lord Madara, you should get up and relieve yourself, big..."

Before he could finish.

"Shut up!"

Madara's face instantly turned black. If he could move freely now, he would have dried this guy out long ago!

How could he have created such a creature?

As expected, Hashirama's cells only brought stupidity!

That idiot Hashirama!

As he cursed inwardly.

At this moment.

Another White Zetsu本体 from beside him emerged from the ground, saying cheerfully, "Lord Madara, don't mind that idiot Fei! I know what's going on!"

"Speak!"

"The year before last, someone pacified the civil unrest in the Land of Grass. The Land of Grass is currently in reconstruction, which is why it's so noisy!"

However.

As soon as he finished speaking.

"..."

Reconstructing the Land of Grass?

Madara stared in silence at the pillars that were almost completely chiseled through.

He knew his base was quite deep!

What were they building that required them to dig so deep?

They were digging a hole!

"It seems it's because the Land of Grass has finally achieved peace! So, those guys are very enthusiastic about rebuilding the Land of Grass!" As if sensing Lord Madara's confusion, the White Zetsu's main body chuckled, "That's why they're being so over the top! Oh, right, that guy also brought Lord Madara's eyes to the Land of Grass! I was just about to tell you, Lord Madara!"

"My eyes… that infant from the Uzumaki clan back then?"

Madara seemed to recall something.

However.

"Why did he bring the person to the Land of Grass?" A cold smile played on his lips. "Could it be that he's also after my eyes? That brat should be grown up by now, right? How has he been? Being targeted by greedy people, it must not be easy!"

"Eh~, after arriving in the Land of Grass, he's been doing quite well!"

He was well-fed, well-clothed, there was no war, and he had his mother by his side!

The White Zetsu's main body also scratched its head. "Moreover, the current leader of the Land of Grass has taken him as a disciple and is treating him very well! It doesn't seem like he's coveting Lord Madara's eyes!"

After speaking.

Madara was stunned, then frowned, and said with determined eyes, "Impossible! Absolutely impossible! Those are the Rinnegan! Eyes that legend says only the Sage of Six Paths possessed! That so-called leader of the Land of Grass… if he keeps the person by his side without coveting my eyes, then what is he after?"

"Perhaps… he's after his mother~"

"???"

What the heck?!

Madara, who had been wearing a cold smile, suddenly choked as if he had swallowed something. His eyes stared blankly at the White Zetsu's main body before him, completely stunned.

It was as if he had misheard just now!

If not for the Rinnegan, then what?

That's not a ninja!

He opened his mouth, then closed it again, as if choked, and didn't know what to say for a moment.

After a moment, he finally recovered, and with a cold, disdainful smile, he said, "Like… like that guy Hashirama? Coveting women! A fool who lost himself! A complete idiot!"

"……"

That might be a little different!

It seemed Lord Madara held quite a grudge against Hashirama Senju from back then!

Of course, the White Zetsu's main body wouldn't say anything about this. After all, Hashirama Senju was a sensitive topic!

Only Lord Madara could talk about it; others absolutely couldn't. If they said anything wrong, Lord Madara would be displeased!

Looking at Lord Madara, who was still smirking, it quickly said, "Did I disturb you, Lord Madara? How about we think of a way to make the Land of Grass chaotic again! It's just a small Land of Grass! I believe it can be resolved quickly!"

No matter what.

The current Madara Uchiha was their lord, an important pawn to rescue Kaguya, so there absolutely could not be any accidents!

However.

"No need!" Madara, his face full of wrinkles, pondered for a moment, then shook his head and said calmly, "It's not time for us to reveal ourselves yet!"

He hadn't prepared anything yet!

Therefore, for the sake of peace in the Ninja World, to prove himself right, and for Hashirama… any action now must be cautious and absolutely not be discovered!

Since that guy was able to pacify the Land of Grass by himself, even though the Land of Grass was just a small country, his strength should be quite good.

These foolish White Zetsus were definitely no match for that guy!

"Since we haven't been discovered and those guys are just building some messy stuff, then we'll ignore it!"

"What you need to do now is to continue according to the plan I designated! Then, keep an eye on my eyes, and find suitable candidates for me!"

Madara looked up at the giant pillar that had been poked in, then fell silent for a moment. "Fill that hole! Don't expose it! Just wait for them to finish! Those guys can't possibly build for a year, right!"

"Lord Madara is wise!" Hearing Madara's command, the White Zetsu nodded and quickly flattered him, "I just checked, and it should be completed in about a month at most…"

"A month? Then I'll wait for a month before entering deep sleep again!"

"A month should be about enough!"

Kusana, who didn't know the academy was being built on Madara's grave… or rather, his hole, since the hole dug by the White Zetsu was quite deep!

He looked at the thick stack of papers on the table.

These were the teaching materials he had prepared for the upcoming school!

That's right.

He had compiled them himself!

After all, education was of utmost importance and could not be taken lightly!

Otherwise.

What if something went wrong?

Kusana pondered and muttered to himself, "Morning reading is essential! The sound of clear reading… how pleasant it sounds!"

Moreover, one must know that morning is the golden time for memory. The mind is clear and remembers quickly and firmly. Morning reading can help children open their spirits and minds for the day's learning!

"We can't forget the broadcast exercises either! Having a strong body is even more important! Regardless of whether they're ninjutsu or genjutsu users, all ninjas from Kusagakure must have strong bodies!"

Then, a loud broadcast to help the children shake off their sleepiness!

And what about after-school recreational activities... Children, let's have a ninjutsu sports day!

How about playing basketball?

With a ninja twist?

In this era of scarce entertainment, nothing is more fun than sports!

Speaking of which, they've built a sports field at the school too!

He thought of more and more.

A smile couldn't help but appear on Kusana's face. Then, as if remembering something, he sighed, "What a pity! There seem to be very few Chunin and Jonin in the Land of Grass who are suitable to be teachers!"

After all, most Chunin and Jonin have their own missions to carry out!

It's just that there aren't enough people!

As soon as he finished speaking.

"Knock knock~"

A knock on the door sounded.

Kusana also snapped back to attention, looked at the door, and called out, "Come in!"

"Amang!" Kana walked in excitedly. But seeing the thick stack of documents on Mang's desk, she knew he was busy and immediately calmed down. She hesitated, "Amang... Am I disturbing you?"

"It's nothing! I'm done with my work, go ahead!" Kusana shook his head and said, "It looks like... it's good news?"

"Mujie just came to deliver a message. They seem to have found some members of the Uzumaki clan!"

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