Small Talk.
"Go on, Master. Perhaps because some of the life force inside you was split away, you'll feel a little tired."
Torifu pinpointed the problem exactly. In the end, he had transferred all the life force an adult needed, so feeling tired was normal. It simply would not have much effect on him overall.
With Hashirama's current life force, he should have enough to live for several hundred years.
That was the life force he had gained from absorbing an entire forest.
At the same time, Hashirama also realized that if he only absorbed life force, he definitely could not achieve true immortality.
So he had developed another hobby—or perhaps it could be called work.
Planting trees.
Whenever he found a suitable place, Hashirama would plant a vast stretch of saplings.
And these saplings were not grown with Chakra. They were ordinary saplings.
That way, more forests would grow in the future, and Hashirama's life force could flow endlessly.
He could also transfer life force to his family. That way, he would not have to live on alone in solitude.
The most tragic thing about immortality was when all your family and friends died, leaving only you behind.
But for Hashirama, that would never happen.
"By the way, speaking of which, why isn't Lord Tobirama here?"
"Him? He's wandering around the village. Ever since he came here, he's often gone out for walks. It's pretty good, actually. It helps him get closer to the villagers."
After that, Hashirama returned to the house to sleep.
Torifu sat in the pavilion with Mito, Ashina, and Jiraiya, chatting idly.
"Speaking of which, Torifu, you should have already intimidated all the other countries in this world, right?"
Torifu nodded. "Mm, that's right. They won't make any statement about the Land of Grass. After