Set the Cruelest Trap for the Fattest Fish

Without any unnecessary grandstanding, Minato gave no one time to process the shock.

He turned around, yanked a massive full-scale map of the Shinobi World, three meters square, from a hidden compartment behind him, and slammed it down in the center of the long table with both hands.

Bang!

The heavy map pinned down the moldy ancient books, sending dust rolling into the air.

The borders of the Land of Fire, Land of Wind, Land of Earth, Land of Lightning, and Land of Water stood starkly distinct beneath the blazing white lights.

Fugaku rose to his feet instinctively. The scarlet Three-Tomoe still lingering in his eyes reflected the map as his body tensed.

"This is not empty talk, nor is it some unreachable ideal."

Minato's voice was soft, yet it struck everyone's eardrums like nails.

His gaze pierced through the dust and locked directly onto Fugaku and Orochimaru, who were still reeling from the shock.

"To fight the Otsutsuki and unite the entire continent, the first thing we need to solve is not troop deployment, nor is it how to persuade the Five Kage to sit down for negotiations."

Minato extended an index finger and jabbed it hard into the green territory at the center of the map, leaving a clear indentation.

"It's logistics. Food, cash, equipment."

Minato spoke steadily, but every word carried immense weight. "Without any one of those three, Konoha cannot even leave its own gates."

Minato's finger slid eastward from the dot marking Konoha and stopped at the location of the Geothermal Engineering Central Control Station.

He raised his head and revealed a set of top-secret figures.

"One month ago, the geothermal generators east of the village officially began operating at full capacity."

"The hundreds of acres of underground greenhouse farms Orochimaru established have planted their