The situation was indeed normal.
Sensing the dense chakra dissipating through the air, Rikusei thought to himself.
After opening the door for them, Madara walked over to the wall, picked up a scroll from atop a stack of documents, and handed it to Rikusei.
"After discussing it with Hashirama, we decided this mission is just right for your team."
Returning to his seat, Madara's eyes flashed with approval as he looked at the three of them.
"Go to the God Tree and train a unit of White Zetsu?"
Undoing the ribbon and reading the scroll, Rikusei paused slightly after silently reading its contents, then softly read out the mission.
"There are quite a lot of White Zetsu, but they don't seem very strong in combat."
Mao unconsciously bit her lip and quietly described what she had seen in the underground fortress. Though the White Zetsu surged like a tide, they only excelled at taijutsu. If battle broke out, they would have difficulty resisting large-scale ninjutsu.
Naori took the scroll from Rikusei, furrowing her brow as she sank into thought.
Although the White Zetsu were not strong in battle, they could completely avoid the front lines and form a ghostlike intelligence unit to gather information on movements throughout the Shinobi World.
Watching the three of them think, Hashirama grinned excitedly at Madara beside him, as though saying, The three disciples I taught are impressive, aren't they?
The faint chakra drifting from Hashirama's wrist into the air contained spiritual energy that let Madara instantly understand his thoughts. He gave a slight nod in agreement.
His disciples truly were quite impressive.
"This kind of unit will not be used for combat, nor will it be used to gather intelligence." After the scroll had passed through all three of their hands, Hashirama explained the