"Looking for the power to help you?"
Fugaku Uchiha frowned in confusion as he stared at Uchiha Shisui's retreating back, unable to calm himself for a long while.
But Fugaku Uchiha soon came to terms with himself. He knew his own abilities well enough; he simply was not cut out for this. Awakening the Mangekyō Sharingan had already been a stroke of luck.
He was good at management. Assisting the clan head in managing the clan well was the meaning of his existence.
As for power...
What the Uchiha Clan had never lacked was power. Even during Konoha's most difficult period, the Uchiha Clan had possessed two pairs of Mangekyō Sharingan.
Just as the clan head had said, what the Uchiha Clan had always lacked was a mind capable of binding the clan together.
On the battlefield, countless supplies were rapidly collected by Empire shinobi. Cleaning up a battlefield was no simple task.
Not only did they have to deal with unexpected situations, they also had to obtain intelligence from the brains of recently deceased shinobi as quickly as possible.
These tasks could not be handled by shinobi whose strength was merely at the Genin level. Cleaning up the battlefield required more specialized personnel.
Genin only needed to handle the simple task of transporting corpses.
"Do we need to cut off a piece of flesh from the corpses?" an Empire Genin asked in confusion.
The Uchiha Genin recorder documenting the corpses' flesh did not even raise his head. "Follow orders. Don't ask what you shouldn't. Keep your mouth shut."
"Yes." The civilian Genin did not dare ask further. He quickly cut off a piece of the enemy's flesh and placed it in a container, then carried the corpse to the incineration zone for centralized disposal.
Enemy corpses with strength at