"Have the factory arrangements been made?"
"Everything has been arranged, Lord Danzo. It's within the village, on the former Uchiha Clan compound. We've already had people build the factory. I'm sure there won't be any problems."
"What about recruitment?"
"That's been settled too. To ensure nothing goes wrong, we personally vetted every applicant. We guarantee that not a single Grass Ninja will be able to infiltrate!"
"Very good! What about the raw materials?"
"This..." At Danzo's question, the Root ninja who had been brimming with confidence hesitated slightly before saying uncertainly, "We've found suppliers for the raw materials, but none of them agreed to Lord Danzo's terms, so the negotiations haven't been concluded yet."
"Keep negotiating! Tell them that if they agree, then whenever they come to Konoha to commission missions or hire ninjas, I'll give them a ten percent discount. If they refuse... hmph!" Danzo snorted coldly, lightly tapping his cane against the floor. His face was grim. "Then don't blame me for being impolite!"
"Yes!"
Having received Lord Danzo's orders, the Root ninja's expression hardened. He swiftly turned around and strode off to carry out the mission with an imposing air.
He had been waiting for Lord Danzo's command!
Did those stupid merchants really think they knew what Root was capable of?
Of course, he knew that Lord Danzo placed enormous importance on this matter, so he did not dare act recklessly and risk ruining Danzo's plans.
After the Root ninja left, Danzo sighed with emotion. His face was filled with melancholy as he shook his head, then his eyes sharpened again.
This time, he had to make absolutely certain nothing went wrong!
If even the slightest accident occurred, all their efforts would go to waste. Those more than one billion were hard-earned gains he had painstakingly amassed!