Zhang Yu's expression changed slightly, and he immediately suppressed the surging Chakra back into his body.
The faint blue aura had just begun to emerge when he forcibly suppressed it again.
The backyard was quiet.
The vegetable leaves straightened up again.
The surface of the fishpond gradually calmed down.
Hashirama stood by the fishpond, opened his mouth, and after a long while, finally managed to utter a sentence.
"Boss."
"Your strength..."
He spoke to Tobirama in a deep voice.
"It's beyond what ordinary Kage Level actors can describe."
Izuna looked at Madara.
Ban didn't speak.
He stared at Zhang Yu, his face colder than usual, but his eyes held an uncontrollable complexity.
He was all too familiar with this power.
Eternal Mangekyō Sharingan.
Rinnegan.
Wood Release constitution.
Even his fighting instincts seemed to have been completely ripped off from him.
Zhang Yu flexed his wrists and felt the terrifying power within his body finally stabilize, which instantly warmed his heart.
"Spot."
Spotted eyes raised.
"How?"
Zhang Yu smiled and said, "Shall we have a friendly spar?"
The backyard fell silent instantly.
Hashirama's eyes lit up immediately.
"OK!"
"The boss really needs to get some exercise right now!"
Ban did not immediately agree.
He glanced at the vegetable garden, then at the fishpond.
"Here?"
Zhang Yu followed his gaze.
Rows of freshly ripened green vegetables.
The pond is full of newly grown fish.
He paused for a second.
This place is definitely not suitable for fighting.
Even if he just obtained the peak Madara template and was doubled in power, even if Madara and Hashirama really went all out and fought each other, their backyard would be reduced to ruins.
Zhang Yu quickly changed his tune.
"Go find an open space."
Hashirama became even more excited.
"Me too!"
Zhang Yu looked at him.
"Perfect."
"I was originally planning to give it a try with the two of you."
"One First Hokage, and the other Madara Uchiha."
"I feel like I'm missing out if I don't fight a match now."
Hashirama, his face full of anticipation.
"Boss, I have no objection!"
"I'm also very interested to see just how strong you really are now!"
After he finished speaking, he turned to look at Ban.
"Ban, what about you?"
Madara crossed his arms and said coldly, "I won't fight."
Hashirama was taken aback.
"Why?"
Ban said calmly, "I have to go to work tomorrow."
Zhang Yu: "..."
Hashirama: "..."
Tobirama: "..."
Zabuza, standing to the side, froze for a moment.
Madara Uchiha.
The Asura of the Ninja World.
The man who could fight Hashirama to the Hashirama cataclysmic destruction in the Valley of the End.
The reason I'm refusing to spar is that I have to go to work tomorrow.
That sounds outrageous.
Yet, it doesn't feel out of place at all in the Undead Tavern.
Zhang Yu looked at Ban.
Are you serious?
Ban said coldly, "The vegetable garden and fishpond have just been completed. Tomorrow we need to prepare the kitchen ingredients, and the front of the restaurant also needs to reopen."
"You want to fight now, but who's going to clean up the mess afterwards?"
Hashirama coughed immediately.
"Actually, I also think that going to work tomorrow is very important."
Zhang Yu turned to look at him.
"Weren't you very excited just now?"
Hashirama's gaze flickered.
"Excitement aside..."
"But boss, with your current strength, if a fight really breaks out, it definitely won't be over in a short time."
"I need to get up early tomorrow to check the vegetable garden, and I also need to check the water level in the fishpond."
Tobirama said expressionlessly, "Brother, you finally know how to get up early?"
Hashirama nodded earnestly.
"This is employee responsibility!"
Ban snorted coldly.
"Are you worried about not being able to get up tomorrow after the injection? Drink less ice-cold beer."
Hashirama immediately retorted.
"Ban, don't talk nonsense!"
"I did this for the tavern!"
Zhang Yu finally understood.
These two just don't want to fight tonight.
Zhang Yu felt a bit of a toothache.
He had just acquired this top-tier skill and was excitedly eager to test it out, but both of his most suitable sparring partners chickened out.
wrong.
It can't be called cowardly.
They are not afraid of losing.
They're afraid of trouble.
Looking at the two of them, Zhang Yu couldn't help but say, "When you two were fighting in the Valley of the End, did you ever think about whether you'd have to go to work the next day?"
Ban said calmly, "There were no taverns before."
Hashirama nodded.
There was also no chilled beer or hot pot.
Zhang Yu: "..."
He was unable to refute it.
Bai stood to the side, holding the gift box, and said softly, " Boss Zhang Yu, everyone is indeed tired today."
The vegetable garden and fishpond have just been completed.
"If you'd like to spar, we can do it another day."
Zhang Yu glanced at Bai, then at the others.
In the end, all I could do was wave my hand.
"Alright."
"I'll let you go tonight."
Hashirama immediately breathed a sigh of relief.
"The boss is brilliant!"
Ban turned and left.
"It's okay, I'll go back and wash my hands."
Zhang Yu stared at his retreating figure, silently memorizing the details.
This friendly competition was bound to happen sooner or later.
Having acquired Madara's top-tier strength and been amplified to this extent, he felt an itch to test its power.
But there's no rush tonight.
Anyway, we're in a tavern.
They can't escape.
That night, the Undead Tavern was unusually peaceful.
The backyard vegetable garden and fishpond were fully completed, Izuna cooked a meal with fresh vegetables and fish.
Hashirama sipped his ice-cold beer and praised the fish soup three times for its deliciousness.
His expression remained indifferent, yet his chopsticks never stopped moving.
Zabuza Buzhan didn't say anything, he ate two grilled fish.
Tobirama sat at the table, eating while recording the follow-up maintenance matters of the backyard in the ledger.
Bai, wearing her new uniform, sat next to Zhang Yu and quietly poured him a Coke.
Looking at the people at the table, Zhang Yu gradually relaxed.
Becoming stronger is definitely awesome.
But this kind of lively daily life is quite enjoyable.
After the meal, everyone went back to their rooms to rest.
Nothing happened that night.
The next morning.
Zhang Yu was sleeping soundly when he suddenly smelled a faint fragrance.
It smells like freshly baked bread, mixed with the aroma of hot milk and fried eggs.
The fragrance gradually seeped into his nose, pulling him out of his sleep.
Zhang Yu opened his eyes.
The room was quiet.
The morning light shone in through the window.
The next second, he saw Bai standing by the bed.
Bai wasn't wearing the black greeter uniform today.
It was a sailor uniform.
The dress features a blue and white color scheme, a neat neckline, and a skirt that is neither too long nor too short, revealing a glimpse of slender calves.
He held the tray with both hands, on which was placed breakfast.
Hot milk.
Fried egg.
Toasted bread.
There was also a small portion of fruit.
Bai lowered his head, his cheeks flushed red, and he looked so nervous that he seemed ready to run away at any moment.
Zhang Yu blinked.
"White?"
Bai's body stiffened.
"Mr. Zhang, Boss Zhang Yu."
Zhang Yu sat up, looked at his attire, and then at the tray.
How did you get in?
Bai quickly explained.
The door was unlocked.
I knocked on the door, but you didn't answer.
"I was worried the breakfast would get cold, so I came in without permission."
As he said this, he lowered his head even further.
"I'm sorry, Boss Zhang Yu."
"If you don't like it, I won't do it again."
Seeing his helpless expression, Zhang Yu couldn't help but laugh.
What's there to be nervous about?
I'm not blaming you.
Bai breathed a sigh of relief.
"Thank you, Boss Zhang Yu."
Zhang Yu got out of bed and casually threw on his coat.
"But why the sudden breakfast delivery today?"
Byakugan clearly wavered for a moment.
"Because..."