That Day, Not a Single Clan Member Was Willing to Follow Me, Uchiha Makoto

That Day, Not a Single Clan Member Was Willing to Follow Me—Uchiha Makoto. (Please Follow for More!)

Talent Was Hard to Come By

If one wanted to establish a ninja village, money was very important. Mm... extremely important. Incredibly, unbelievably important.

Even the God of Shinobi, Hashirama Senju, had to go around soliciting sponsorships because of the village's funding.

But for a ninja village,

the most important thing was still a group of ninjas who could fight.

Uchiha Makoto understood this all too well. A ninja village was, after all, a village where ninjas gathered!

But raising ninjas from scratch cost far too much and took far too long. It was much more cost-effective to take advantage of people who were already trained.

Although the Uchiha Clan had now been beaten into a panicked retreat by the Senju Clan, one had to remember that the Senju Clan's top combatant, Hashirama Senju, was an overpowered monster from another version entirely. He simply could not be treated by common sense. That was a problem no one could solve.

In front of the Senju Clan, the Uchiha Clan was bound to fall behind.

But if Hashirama Senju was excluded from the equation, the Uchiha Clan could continue fighting the Senju Clan for another thousand years.

And when facing the other clans of the Ninja World: "Hmph, have you ever seen the Sharingan of the Uchiha Clan? If you don't kneel and surrender, believe me, I'll send you flying!"

So, compared to money, Uchiha Makoto wanted people!

Even weak genin, or even Uchiha clan members who had not awakened the Sharingan, were people Uchiha Makoto wanted!

"Lord Madara, I believe I'm not the only one in the clan who thinks this way!"

"If they also want to leave with me..."

Uchiha Makoto began his dangerous probing.

If one made a big issue out of this, Uchiha Madara could completely define Uchiha Makoto's actions as splitting the Uchiha Clan!

His intentions would be unforgivable!

However, considering Uchiha Madara's usual style, as well as all the outrageous things he would do in the future,

whether as the clan patriarch or the leader of an organization, his decisions were no different from those of a machine. The Uchiha Clan had only joined Konoha for a few years when Uchiha Madara lost control of the clan. When he defected from Konoha, not a single person was willing to follow him. Later, he transformed into the Ninja World's greatest villain, hiding behind the scenes and manipulating everything, with nothing but backstabbers under his command.

Therefore, Uchiha Makoto thought he could give this a try and take a gamble. Uchiha Madara, this man did not look like a ruler at all. He might be arrogant enough to see through his intentions, but not care about them in the slightest!

"Hmph. Is that really the case?"

"I don't think so!"

Uchiha Madara glanced toward Uchiha Makoto.

In his eyes, Uchiha Makoto was still just a brat with the stink of milk on his lips, unable to break free from his fixation on the thousand-year hatred between the Uchiha Clan and the Senju Clan.

But he had already seen the future!

"My eyes are above yours!"

"I can see a path much farther than you can!"

As Uchiha Madara spoke, dense, heavy chakra recklessly radiated from his body, and his Mangekyō Sharingan opened of its own accord!

"Everyone, I am the patriarch of the Uchiha, the strongest ninja in the Uchiha Clan!"

"My eyes have seen the future!"

"I will work with Hashirama Senju to erase the generational hatred between the Uchiha Clan and the Senju Clan. I will work with Hashirama Senju to establish an unprecedented village. I will work with Hashirama Senju to pacify the wars. In the village Hashirama Senju and I establish, whether they are children of the Senju Clan or the Uchiha Clan, they will never have to set foot on the battlefield again."

Uchiha Madara's voice spread throughout the entire room.

As the patriarch of the Uchiha Clan, there was naturally no need to explain his prestige.

His impassioned speech, full of promises about the future, immediately fed every Uchiha clan member present until they were stuffed.

The remaining Uchiha clan members did not possess Uchiha Makoto's perspective from above. They could not see the Uchiha Clan's tragic future. Uchiha Madara would be ostracized into defecting, and the Second Hokage, Tobirama Senju, would establish the foundation that prevented the Uchiha Clan from entering Konoha's political core. Step by step, they would walk into the abyss of extinction.

"So, are you willing to follow me toward a brand-new, bright future, or leave the clan and follow Uchiha Makoto as we wander the Ninja World?"

Uchiha Madara arrogantly gave Uchiha Makoto exactly what he wanted. But there was a tiny deviation in the middle.

"Uchiha Madara, Naturally Evil!"

"Who told you to lecture the Uchiha clan members while keeping your Mangekyō Sharingan open at them?"

"Don't you know that the Mangekyō Sharingan has a special effect on the Uchiha Clan?"

Uchiha Makoto cursed Uchiha Madara again and again in his heart. With you, it's a brand-new, bright future. With me, it's wandering the Ninja World together.

Hmph!

Thirty years east of the river, thirty years west of the river. Don't look down on a poor young man!

One day, Uchiha Madara!

You will definitely regret this!

"Bang!" (The Door in His Heart!)

The Uchiha clan members present could not help beginning to imagine the future Uchiha Madara had described. The strongest member of the Uchiha Clan and the strongest member of the Senju Clan would join forces. Uchiha Madara's Susano'o Giant, hundreds of meters tall, and Hashirama Senju's Wood Golem, also hundreds of meters tall—their unstoppable power was still vivid in everyone's minds.

In this Ninja World, was there anything the two of them could not accomplish?

Nothing!

"Uchiha Madara. Uchiha Madara! Uchiha Madara!"

Very soon,

the Uchiha clan members present had begun involuntarily calling out Uchiha Madara's name, while Uchiha Madara spread his arms and enjoyed his clansmen's cheers.

Uchiha Makoto stood there all alone, looking like a pathetic minion for a moment.

I never thought I would experience what Uchiha Madara would one day experience, and even before he did.

"No one in the Uchiha Clan trusts me. I have no companions. Not a single person is willing to follow me. What a disastrous start for a lone commander!!"

Uchiha Makoto was somewhat helpless.

At this point in time, trying to compete with Uchiha Madara in terms of prestige within the clan was simply too presumptuous.

"Don't forget Hashirama Senju."

"Uchiha Madara and Hashirama Senju! Uchiha Madara and Hashirama Senju!"

Amid the wave of dejection, Uchiha Makoto resolutely joined the loud, repeated chants, adding "Hashirama Senju" to them.

The Uchiha clan members paused briefly.

"That's right. The beautiful future will be created by Hashirama and me!"

Uchiha Madara also heard this "discordant" voice, but he was too busy enjoying the clan's cheers to identify its source.

But that was not important!

Those were excellent words!

Who had said them?

The clan patriarch really liked you!

Uchiha Madara and Hashirama Senju.

How wonderful those two names sounded together!

"Uchiha Madara and Hashirama Senju!!" ×n

The Uchiha clan members looked at one another, feeling that adding Hashirama Senju's name at a time like this was not quite appropriate.

But Uchiha Madara had been the first to approve of the voice.

And so the chant became "Uchiha Madara and Hashirama Senju," repeated over and over.