Madara Uchiha: What Would a Highly Productive World Look Like?

"We're home, we're home!"

Uchiha Nan hummed a little tune as he walked towards his home. Home is always one's safe haven. A good man should take care of his family. In this life, only career and family are truly meaningful. Director Wen's words are absolutely brilliant.

The numerous troubles in Konoha had left Uchiha Nan Uchiha Nan, but the moment he saw his home, his anxiety and unease lessened considerably.

"Bang"

Uchiha Nan opened the door to his house. Kaede and Rin were sitting on the sofa, just as Uchiha Nan usually did at home. The floor was spotless, and fresh fruit was laid out on the coffee table. Hmm. A perfect wife and mother.

"Uchiha Nan, you're finally back!"

Manji was enjoying Feng's daily belly rubbing with his eyes closed and his legs in the air when he heard the door open. He immediately opened his eyes and looked towards the doorway, then quickly got up and leaped lightly into Uchiha Nan's arms.

"Manji, you seem to have gained weight while I was away!"

"No way! That's just your imagination!!"

Uchiha Nan felt the weight of Manji. Since becoming Hokage, he had never sent Manji out on a mission. He spent his days lying at home sunbathing, eating and sleeping, sleeping and eating, in a daily cycle. Before, he had seen Manji every day when he came home and hadn't realized that Manji had become so heavy.

Now that I'm back from my business trip, I immediately noticed that Manji seems to be developing in the direction of Garfield. Oh well, I can afford to raise him myself.

"Alright, alright, Feng and Ling stay home with you every day."

Uchiha Nan stroked Manji's tail; a cat's tail is always so smooth.

"Welcome home, Master!"

Feng and Ling approached Uchiha Nan and Uchiha Nan, one on each side, grabbed his arms with a cough.

"Yes, I'm back!"

Uchiha Nan affectionately patted their heads, and after a while of cuddling, the three of them went into the bathroom. Then they went to their room.

Even heroes can't resist the charms of a beautiful woman; today I'm facing two opponents alone!

Uchiha Nan was engaged in a fierce battle in his room, staying up all night. Madara Uchiha was also awake that night.

A man squatted on a street in Konoha, diligently reading the new version of The Will of Fire written by Uchiha Nan and Tobirama Senju by the light of the street lamp.

The new Will of Fire is a culmination of Uchiha Nan's previous life's revolutionary ideology, worldview, and methodology. It was further revised by Tobirama Senju, a master of Machiavellianism, to localize the Ninja world.

He analyzed the origins of the entire Ninja world tragedy from a perspective that Madara Uchiha had never considered.

Low productivity, a distorted political structure, and the very meaning of ninja existence profoundly impacted Madara Uchiha's intellectually impoverished mind. Learning without thinking is futile; thinking without learning is dangerous. Excessive thinking coupled with insufficient reading easily leads to extremes—a common problem throughout the Ninja world, since killing doesn't require much reading. The Uchiha were particularly adept at this extreme, exemplified by Madara Uchiha and Itachi Uchiha.

Why must Daimyo always be high and mighty?

"Why must ninjas be tools, carrying out missions assigned by nobles to earn a living? Can't they live in another way?"

What if productivity truly reaches its peak?

In a world with highly developed productivity, where ninjas are well-educated and no longer fixated on mercenary missions but engage in productive work like ordinary people, even developing the Ninja world into a world of distribution according to need, where everyone can obtain what they desire, wouldn't the world become extremely fulfilling? Is such a world truly possible?

Would the Ninja world of that era still be plagued by constant warfare like it is now?

As Madara Uchiha read the new version of The Will of Fire, his thoughts followed Uchiha Nan's ideas step by step, and before he knew it, time had quietly passed.

The sky was already beginning to lighten. The sun was peeking out, Madara Uchiha was completely oblivious, still crouching in the corner, his eyes glued to the words in his book.

"Grandpa, grandpa, do you want breakfast?"

"How pitiful, homeless! I have some rice balls here, warm. You can have two, it's free."

The vendors walking through the streets and alleys were up early, preparing for the day's work. Early that morning, I saw Madara Uchiha, with half-white hair and one eye that was clearly blind. He was carrying the Lord Hokage's book, probably a refugee who had come to Konoha. How pitiful! Let's help him if we can. Konoha values benevolence and righteousness.

"Hmm?. Thanks, rice ball."

Madara Uchiha looked at the rice ball in his hand, then at the vendor who had already walked away, and only then did he realize that it was already dawn. He had actually been reading all night. He couldn't remember the last time he had been so engrossed in reading.

"This book is interesting. Was it really written by that junior Uchiha Nan?"

Madara Uchiha as if he had been transported to another world. His mind opened up considerably, and things he couldn't understand before suddenly became clear. He had a sense of sudden enlightenment, realizing that the world could be viewed in such a way.

Developing productive forces and education will change production relations, overthrowing the mountain that weighs on ordinary people and ninjas, ending the source of tragedy and material scarcity, and opening up a completely new path.

Infinite Tsukuyomi

Madara Uchiha felt a headache coming on. The confusion was probably from staying up late. He was getting old after all.

"This is a difficult situation. I'm even starting to waver a little."

Madara Uchiha took a bite of the steaming hot rice ball, breathing in the fresh air of Konoha. The gradually bustling streets before him filled Madara Uchiha heart. Alone in the dark underground cave, he would drift into a daze, reminiscing about the past, which would surely make him feel depressed.

"I originally intended to find flaws in Uchiha Nan's logic, break his spirit, and make him realize the darkness of the Uchiha Nan Ninja world. But the worldview, methodology, and future path of Konoha mentioned in this book are simply impeccable."

"Even I'm curious about this kind of future."

Madara Uchiha wasn't stupid; he could see the dramatic changes in Konoha. According to the intelligence he had gathered, Uchiha Nan had only been Hokage for a year, yet he had developed Konoha to this extent. If he were given ten or twenty years...

Can humanity truly end the cycle of mutual slaughter through highly developed productivity, excellent education, and sound systems?

For a moment, Madara Uchiha felt that his invincible Mangekyō Sharingan such a distant future, while Hashirama's shabby theories and compromising attitude allowed him to see the future of Konoha at a glance.

"If I had seen this book ten years ago, I probably wouldn't have left Konoha. This path was indeed worth taking and trying. But now..."

Madara Uchiha was filled with complex emotions. He had sacrificed too much for the Moon's Eye Plan, abandoning his childhood beliefs—beliefs that were naive and laughable. His only concern was his own Hashirama. He had even abandoned Hashirama.

The sunk costs were too high, Madara Uchiha simply couldn't accept the appearance of another easy path at this juncture. However, the allure of the Moon's Eye Plan was indeed diminishing, because Madara Uchiha hadn't yet sacrificed everything for Moon's Eye Plan.

Uchiha Nan was trapped by her own fixed mindset. At this time, Madara Uchiha was not yet struggling on the verge of death from old age, nor had he yet awakened the crucial Rinnegan.

The Chakra, life force, and ocular power required by the Rinnegan were like a bottomless pit, constantly devouring everything Madara Uchiha possessed, yet he still seemed insatiable. Even the Ninja world Madara Uchiha, despite his confidence in himself, would have moments of irrationality in the dark, sunless underground caves, questioning whether he could fail. Ten years had passed, and there was still no sign of progress?

Even when Madara Uchiha finally awakened his Rinnegan, he was still clinging to life, his resentment towards Hashirama holding back. He finally managed to suppress the Rinnegan.

By then, no matter how beautifully or wonderfully Uchiha Nan articulated his theories, he wouldn't be able to move Madara Uchiha's heart. Madara Uchiha was beyond redemption; he was practically old and about to die, having staked everything on the Moon's Eye Plan. Even if there were pitfalls ahead, Madara Uchiha would stubbornly jump into them!

But right now, time is on Uchiha Nan's side. Madara Uchiha is still young, only a little over fifty. If the supply of Rinnegan activation is stopped, Madara Uchiha might be able to outlive Ōnoki.

Danzo over seventy years old and still working on the front lines, striving to become Hokage. Madara Uchiha is not even sixty yet. Is it really that hard for him to live another sixty years?

It's still uncertain whether he might be reborn into the revolutionary cause of the Ninja world and experience a second spring!

Especially the most crucial item— the Rinnegan —has remained elusive to Madara Uchiha Madara Uchiha a full ten years. He's confident he can awaken it, but that confidence comes at a price; he's sacrificed much. Ten years has been a significant period, and while the cost has been substantial, it hasn't reached the point of no return.

Madara Uchiha was overwhelmed with thoughts, feeling somewhat lost. The Moon's Eye Plan didn't seem so appealing anymore. He hadn't even activated the Rinnegan yet. How frustrating.

The rice balls are so delicious. smacks lips

Madara Uchiha Rinnegan for the Rinnegan and confronting Uchiha Nan directly, saying, "Your ancestor didn't die! He's returned from the dead! Your idea is quite interesting. Your ancestor will help you sweep across the Ninja world and become powerful!"

Hashirama's approach won't work; you can see the end from the beginning. I can't see the future in your method, but I, Madara Uchiha, want to give it a try.

If all else fails, I have a plan B: keep Rinnegan!

"Excuse me. Excuse me, sir."

Just as Madara Uchiha Madara Uchiha struggling with his thoughts, a passerby interrupted his contemplation. The streets were becoming increasingly crowded, and the sounds of workers heading to construction sites and sweatshops filled the air. Small groups of workers walked along, their eyes revealing a look Madara Uchiha rarely saw—a hope for the future. "Work hard! I can have rice balls again for lunch today! In twenty years, that beautiful house will be mine!" He then added, "I heard the first batch of new houses is already completed and about to be topped out. I wonder who will be lucky enough to get a spot in the lottery and move in first."

How wonderful. Madara Uchiha loved that look. When was the last time he saw such a look? It must have been when Konoha was founded, the light in the eyes of his clansmen back then.

Suddenly, a poster fell from Madara Uchiha's hand—"Immigrating to Konoha, living in a new house in Konoha!"

The exquisite and beautiful designs of the new apartment immediately caught Madara Uchiha's eye. Perhaps he should settle down in Konoha for now. He had plenty of time. Trying to awaken the Rinnegan didn't necessarily require staying in a dark, sunless underground cave. Who would even notice if he lived in Konoha?

I can also continue to observe Uchiha Nan and watch the development of Konoha. Two paths that won't interfere with each other; I need time to think about which one to take.

Madara Uchiha has temporarily given up on trying to persuade Uchiha Nan. He hasn't found any flaws in the theories in the book, and directly debating the future of the Ninja world with Uchiha Nan would only be humiliating. Without even opening the Rinnegan, his Madara Uchiha don't seem very convincing.

After making up his mind, Madara Uchiha picked up the poster and followed the directions on it to the sales office, intending to buy a small house of his own.

Hokage Otaku

"A little thirsty"

Uchiha Nan slept until noon, unsurprisingly skipping half a day of work. Absence makes the heart grow fonder, and their passion ignited. It was still a one-against-two battle, and it was impossible for them not to fight until every last drop was left.

What's wrong with the Hokage missing half a day of work?

Can't you enjoy yourself while working so hard for Konoha?

Has he ever been late in paying his subordinates' wages?

Uchiha Nan, still half asleep, got out of bed and grabbed a cup to hydrate himself.

The room was a complete mess, which gives you an idea of how intense the battle was last night.

Wow, what a huge moon... no, what a huge sun! It's already noon!

"I've already missed half a day. Oh well, I guess I'll just skip work. I don't have to clock in anyway. I've already missed half a day, so what's another half?"

"How many more days can Konoha remain peaceful? How long can we enjoy this harem? We'll savor it while we can."

After the passion faded, emptiness followed, and a flood of worries rushed back into his mind. Even if tomorrow were the end of the world, he couldn't miss a single day of enjoying life. Uchiha Nan was somewhat resigned to his fate. His body, true to its word, returned to bed.

Chiyo had a blast shopping at Konoha's night market last night. Her room was filled with shopping bags; she couldn't resist a woman's shopping instincts and emptied her wallet. As a high-ranking member of Sunagakure, Chiyo did have some savings. However, most of what she bought was useless. Beautiful, gorgeous, luxurious, and useless—the standard for luxury goods.

You know, Kazekage Mosa had been working at the gold miner's post for a long time since early morning, and then returned to the Kazekage's Office to complete the Kazekage's daily work. If he knew that Chiyo was spending money like this, he probably would have immediately pulled Chiyo to the gold miner's post to help him pan for sand.

Hokage's Office

"Lord Hokage, why haven't you arrived yet?"

Chiyo waited a long time in the Hokage's office but Uchiha Nan didn't show up. However, she did see Konoha's top business negotiator.

I wanted to write something a little risqué, but unfortunately it didn't pass the preliminary review; they cut two hundred words from it. Sigh.