That Abnormal White

Orochimaru looked away from the screen,

and saw who had arrived.

He said calmly,

"Ah, Yuan Ming. If you're here about the experiment, take a look."

He pointed at the screen,

where the data charts for several control groups were displayed.

"After comparing the gene sequences of the Uchiha, Senju, Chinoike, and Hyuga, I found that they do share some similarities."

As he spoke,

he looked at the overlapping sections in the data.

Excitedly, he continued to Yuan Ming,

"Your information was correct, Yuan Ming."

As if remembering something, Orochimaru lowered his eyes.

He sighed ruefully,

"Unfortunately, I don't have the Sharingan, so I can't read the contents of your shrine's Stone Tablet."

Uchiha Yuan Ming, who came from a scientific society,

wasn't one to keep his knowledge to himself.

For this man before him,

a genius scientist who specialized in biology and could even create an absurd work like Mechanical Naruto,

he had already selectively shared some information with Orochimaru.

Now, hearing his sigh,

Uchiha Yuan Ming nodded with a smile and said,

"I was right, wasn't I? Genetics is fascinating."

At this,

Orochimaru nodded.

He said solemnly,

"That goes without saying. A few years ago, thanks to your guidance,"

"I abandoned my useless research on cells, and only then did I realize that genes were the key to all living things."

Uchiha Yuan Ming went straight to the computer and quickly looked through the data charts.

Then he turned around,

and asked Orochimaru directly,

"Good. So, how is your research on these genes coming along?"

"Heh... Well then, my generous benefactor, come with me." Orochimaru raised an eyebrow,

and led Yuan Ming to a glass observation room.

He pointed to a conspicuous little white mouse inside.

Then he said plainly,

"This little white mouse is the result of my work. I used the genes of all four clans to formulate a product,"

"and injected it into the mouse, causing these unusual changes."

Then,

Orochimaru pressed a switch beneath the glass.

Dozens of Shuriken shot out from an opening somewhere.

Sensing danger, the little white mouse

instantly bristled!

Its whole body glowed, and its fur stood on end.

With a series of whooshes,

its fur shot away from its body even faster, like sharp swords.

It knocked every one of the Shuriken out of the air.

Watching the little mouse, white as jade, do all this,

Uchiha Yuan Ming froze.

Was that Rabbit Fur Needles?

And... that abnormal white...

He came back to himself,

pointed at it, and asked Orochimaru,

a little surprised,

"Did it work?"

"It's not that simple." Orochimaru's expression grew serious. "All these test subjects die within just three days."

He turned around,

and sighed,

"I suspect we still need a special chelating agent to produce a truly perfect specimen."

A special Bio-Chelating Agent?

Yuan Ming seemed to realize something.

He nodded,

showing his approval of Orochimaru's work.

"I'm looking forward to your success. Maybe one day I'll give you a special gift to help with your research."

"A special gift?"

Ignoring Orochimaru's confusion,

he waved a hand.

"I'm heading back for now. You'll find out what it is when the time comes."

Early the next morning,

Yuan Ming stepped into the Forest of Senju.

Guided by an attendant,

he entered the main branch residence of the Senju.

In the quiet courtyard,

the gentle trickle of the water feature was soothing.

Setting down his teacup,

he spoke to the Red-Haired Beauty, who had been silent for a long while,

and got straight to the point,

"I wonder what Lord Mito wished to discuss with me."

Though Uzumaki Mito was advanced in years, the seal between her brows made her look like a young woman of sixteen.

She raised her eyes slightly, her lips parting,

"You resemble him... and yet you don't."

"Let's skip the small talk. Please get to the point." Unwilling to play guessing games, Yuan Ming spoke plainly again.

Seeing Yuan Ming's lack of manners,

she furrowed her brows.

"Are young people these days all so impatient?"

"What are you people doing in the Land of Fire?" Yuan Ming sneered and started to rise. "Do I need to spell it out for you?"

Uzumaki Mito furrowed her brows even more,

and said sternly,

"As a ninja, you should do your duty as a ninja. I firmly believe that's the right path."

"What do you think, Clan Head Yuan Ming?"

"That's it?" Uchiha Yuan Ming stood up, looking baffled. "That's all you wanted to tell me today?"

A shadow crossed Uzumaki Mito's eyes.

She scolded him,

"Is that not true? Nobles should act as nobles, merchants as merchants, and ninjas as ninjas."

"That has been the right way for thousands of years. The Uchiha have been reaching too far lately."

Hearing this,

Yuan Ming understood.

This was a world with the same worldview as Japan,

which explained why ninjas with supernatural powers did dirty work and served as dogs for a thousand years.

Hadn't he known that already?

He didn't think it was worth arguing with them any further.

Uchiha Yuan Ming

said expressionlessly,

"You have no right to dictate what the Uchiha do."

He walked to the door,

then looked back,

ignoring her unpleasant expression.

Uchiha Yuan Ming couldn't be bothered to say another word. He strode out of the residence

and returned to his work at the Police Force.

A little while later,

Chiri walked into the office

and saw Yuan Ming's displeased expression.

She raised an eyebrow.

"Did things go badly with the Senju?"

"Of course they did." Uchiha Yuan Ming sneered. "They've become nobles, after all. The thing they hate most is change."

That's right.

After his business ventures in the Land of Fire hit a wall,

he had already figured out who was sabotaging him.

The information he uncovered had shocked him.

It turned out to be

the Forest of Senju, who had become nobles, obstructing him.

He was stunned. The Senju had become great nobles?

Then a light went on in his head.

He finally understood a question that had baffled him in his previous life.

Why was Tsunade called "Hime"?

The word "Hime," in a world ruled by nobles, wasn't something just anyone could call themselves.

In a strict hierarchy, it was a title for a princess!

So... where had Tsunade gotten her princess title?

It was simple.

She had inherited it from her father.

Tsunade's father belonged to the main branch of the Forest of Senju.

While Senju Hashirama was still alive,

he used the merit of founding Konoha to obtain an estate worth hundreds of thousands of koku from the Daimyo.

And became a noble!

Good grief. The main branch had become nobles,

while the rest of the clan worked as ninjas in Konoha? They wanted the best of both worlds?

As expected of the Senju Clan, who were all black-hearted

except for the Asura Reincarnation.

So the Uchiha, who had founded Konoha alongside them, got nothing but the Police Force?

Uchiha Chiri's brows knitted tighter and tighter.

She sighed.

"Then we really have to give up on the Land of Fire market."

"It's fine, Chiri." Uchiha Yuan Ming pulled a letter from the Daimyo of the Land of Lightning out of his desk.

Looking at the intelligence about Kumogakure that the Daimyo had let slip while bragging,

he snorted.

"They're about to have a big problem."

He laughed coldly to himself.

In the original story, Sarutobi Hiruzen and Danzo hadn't done anything about this problem.

What would you do when the time came?

A high mountain shrouded in mist,

Uchiha Madara, his hair streaked with white, looked at Zetsu as he slowly emerged from the ground.

He asked in a low voice,

"The plan is already underway, right?"