Chiba.
Hokage Building.
After Orochimaru left.
Chiba looked toward the sky outside the window, where clouds churned.
In truth.
With Chiba's current strength.
He alone could steamroll the Four Great Ninja Villages.
But unforeseen circumstances were always the danger.
If some stragglers managed to escape Chiba's encirclement.
There was a strong chance they could inflict losses on Konoha's forces.
That was something Chiba did not want to see.
Though he had agreed to let the Sarutobi Clan serve as the vanguard.
That was merely for show.
Now that the Sarutobi Clan had completely submitted.
Chiba already regarded them as his subordinates.
As long as they served under him, Chiba would not casually abandon them.
That was Chiba's dominance.
Even a mere subordinate could not be sacrificed for nothing.
And Impure World Reincarnation was the best solution.
As long as he summoned those powerful people who had died and sent them to charge into battle.
Konoha could definitely avoid massive losses in the coming war.
A moment later.
Chiba withdrew his gaze and pressed the Communicator on his desk.
"Have Shikaku come see me."
A few minutes later.
Shikaku Nara pushed open the door and entered.
There was a trace of exhaustion in his eyes, and his eye bags nearly hung down to his chin.
Konoha's administrative affairs had been endless these past days.
Yet he remained highly spirited, his entire bearing sharp and capable.
"Lord Hokage, you summoned me."
Chiba pointed to the chair across from him.
"Sit."
Shikaku Nara pulled out the chair and sat down.
"How are the preparations for the Chunin Exams coming along?"
Chiba went straight to the point.
Shikaku Nara took a thick Scroll from his robes and spread it across the desk.
"The venue, proctors, and security routes have all been arranged."
"The Emissary