Fugaku looked utterly bewildered.
"Ironclad Chariot?"
"What is that?"
Orochimaru smiled faintly.
"No hurry. You'll find out in two days at most. Just wait patiently until then."
"Good, good, good!"
Hearing that, Fugaku said "good" three times in a row, his mind completely at ease.
This Ironclad Chariot sounded badass!
Fugaku wasn't some old fossil, either. Ever since White Zetsu had produced such extraordinary results, he had developed a healthy respect for science.
"All right, Clan Leader Fugaku, I can't stay and chat. I still have three other fronts to notify."
Orochimaru hurriedly excused himself and logged off.
He was very busy now, too.
His science had to supply all four fronts. If they won this war, he, Orochimaru, would deserve an enormous share of the credit!!
Orochimaru felt he ought to award himself a Model Worker Award.
The Iwagakure front.
After logging into White Zetsu, Orochimaru pushed open the entrance to Asuma's tent.
Inside, Asuma, Inoichi Yamanaka, and Shibi Aburame were warming themselves around a stove, looking thoroughly at ease.
Orochimaru was dumbfounded. He almost thought he had come to the wrong place.
"Huh?"
"You're all this relaxed?"
The moment Inoichi Yamanaka saw him, he guessed that Orochimaru had logged in and casually explained.
"Lord Orochimaru, you have no idea how crafty that Ōnoki from Iwagakure is. He looks like he's fighting Konoha, but really, it's all just talk."
"He's waiting for the other three great nations to put pressure on Konoha."
After hearing Inoichi Yamanaka's explanation, Orochimaru understood.
Sure enough, the old foxes were the craftiest.
Once the other three great nations pressured Konoha and depleted its fighting strength, Iwagakure would seize the opportunity to act.
A clever calculation.
Unfortunately, the other three great nations weren't fools, either.
Since no one here was in a hurry, Orochimaru wasn't