"It's a sage!"
Gamabunta climbed down from Hashirama's shoulder and stared at the white-haired man seated in the office chair, murmuring in surprise.
As Fukasaku surveyed the room's furnishings, the various scrolls piled against the walls felt like insects hidden beneath lotus leaves.
After finally glancing at the most prestigious Hokage Hat in the Shinobi World, he teased his excited junior, "In this room, you're the only one who isn't a sage~"
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Crushed by the blow, Gamabunta dejectedly lowered his head and began counting the patterns in the floorboards. This was downright bullying.
"Fukasaku, what brings you all the way from Mount Myoboku to Konoha?"
Madara's gaze shifted from Hashirama to the familiar face before him. He spun the pen between his fingers and spoke in a very familiar tone.
Though an old acquaintance stood before him, there was no time for reminiscing. Fukasaku hurriedly explained the mission he bore. "It's because of the God Tree."
"Though the God Tree isn't complete, it's constantly absorbing energy from deep within the earth. One day, this planet will be drained dry."
Madara naturally knew all this. He slowly rose and walked to the window, gazing at the God Tree standing alone against the horizon.
As silence settled over the room, the still air made Fukasaku feel uneasy.
The loss of energy deep within the earth had already affected the lotus leaves and fungi of Mount Myoboku, which rivaled a primeval forest.
He hurriedly pressed on, "You and Hashirama should both know about this. Why haven't you sealed the God Tree?"
"This tree has already borne a fruit, and that fruit created Kaguya." With his exceptional eyesight, Madara could clearly see the Tomoe Rinnegan blooming amid the petals at the God Tree's summit. "But shinobi must ultimately uncover the origin of chakra,