Uchiha Madara listened to the man and looked around. It was indeed just as the man had said.
Everyone in this hall looked either fierce and menacing or utterly listless. They had all come seeking this chance to get rich overnight.
"It seems the Hunter Association needs quite a lot of cannon fodder this time," Uchiha Madara said with a smile.
"None of us are idiots. We understand that. Isn't it just being cannon fodder for someone else? But being cannon fodder doesn't necessarily mean you'll die," the man said.
"Living in this world as things are now is meaningless anyway. If you die, that's the end of it. But if you're lucky enough to survive, you'll never have to worry about food or clothing for the rest of your life," the man told Uchiha Madara.
"Even an old man like you came here to try your luck. Let alone all these young people," the man said with a smile.
Uchiha Madara looked over everyone around him. It was true; they were all quite young, even much younger than him.
Uchiha Madara found it somewhat tragic. Why were these young people willing to offer up their lives, willing to become cannon fodder, just to earn bloodstained money?
He felt that they must know what they were doing. They all had their own reasons.
"Uncle, hurry up and line up at the back. Otherwise, there might not be a spot left for you," the man said to Uchiha Madara with a smile.
"Don't you people have families of your own? This should be the most dazzling period of your lives," Uchiha Madara said.
"If you choose to take this money and offer up your lives, then your lives will end here," Uchiha Madara said.
"Do you think a life without money