Konoha: The thirty-year-old Uchiha is not motivated.

Chapter 423 The long-lost main plot

"Master, you have also seen the meteorite, my body"

Seeing that the monk did not show the covetousness he had imagined, but frowned slightly with a look of disgust, the Star Ninja leader breathed a sigh of relief and asked again,
"As long as you stop absorbing the chakra from here, your body will recover naturally."

The monk turned around, his eyes fell on the Star Ninja leader, and shook his head imperceptibly.

I thought the greatest treasure of the Star Ninja Village would be the remaining chakra of the sacred tree, but it turned out to be just the fragments of bark, which could not serve as nourishment for the Ten-Tails.

Logically speaking, there should be some residual chakra after the sacred tree was uprooted.

Where is it?
"Really?"

The Star Ninja leader's face lit up with joy, as he had experienced the magical powers of the monk before, so he subconsciously believed what he said.

"If you still have concerns, I can give you a pill."

Looking at the humble leader of the Star Ninja Village, the monk took out a black pill from his arms and threw it over.

"Thank you, Master, for the medicine!"

After hurriedly taking it, under the threat of death, the leader of the Star Ninja Village did not doubt him and swallowed the pill directly.
"Hmm."

As the pill entered his stomach, he felt a burning breath exploding in his body, transforming into a powerful vitality that began to repair his body that was damaged by the meteorite chakra.

"I cannot repay you for saving my life. May I ask what you need? I am willing to do my best."

Finding that his physical condition had improved, the leader of the Star Ninja Village bowed his head and kowtowed.

"You? You're not qualified."

Not wanting to even look at the humble leader of the Star Ninja Village any more, Jigen, who had gained nothing from this trip, turned around and left. Faced with the promise from the village chief, he was not moved at all.

Such weak and ignorant human beings are not worthy of being his pawns.

A gleam of light flashed in Cixian's eyes, and her figure gradually disappeared into the darkness.

"Master? Master!"

After waiting for a long time and getting no response, the leader of the Star Ninja Village looked up in panic, only to find that the monk who had just been in the secret room had disappeared without leaving any trace.

"clatter!"

In the forest of the Bear Country, a dark red black hole tore through the space, and a foot stepped out of it. It was the mysterious monk who had just been in the Star Ninja Village.

"It's time to think about reincarnation."

Feeling a little weak in her body, Cixian frowned slightly.
The pill he had thrown to the leader of the Star Ninja Village before was a chakra pill that Jigen obtained by refining a few short-sighted wandering ninjas. For him, a member of the Otsutsuki clan, it was not even a snack.

But this simple operation made him feel tired for a moment, which meant that his current body could no longer sustain until the moment when the fruit was formed, and could only serve as nutrients for the sacred tree.

His consciousness and power will be permanently passed on through the wedge unique to the Otsutsuki clan.

"It's all the fault of that stupid woman Kaguya."

If it weren't for Kaguya Ōtsutsuki's backstabbing, he would have left this barren planet by now and headed to the next area to refine the fruit, join the glorious evolution, and become the new Ōtsutsuki God.

"But she deserved it. A greedy woman who was sealed by her own differentiated power."

Cixian raised his head, looked into the sky, and a mocking smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Once I eat this fruit, it will be your end."

As he spoke, Cixian glanced at the black hole beside him. In the darkness, a half-closed scarlet pupil emitted a violent light.

"But before that, I need to find some help."

Although he has been walking in the ninja world for thousands of years, Jigen has always acted as a lone wolf.
At present, this body can only last less than a hundred years. Before finding a suitable container, he must first build a team to serve him.

Konoha.

The long-awaited moment of the change of leadership is approaching. Many visitors from the Land of Fire have traveled thousands of miles to Konoha just to attend the rare Hokage handover ceremony.
In order to take on this wave of wealth, merchants from different factions in Konoha reached a rare collaboration. Led by the Uchiha clan, the chambers of commerce from the Uzuki and Uzumaki countries worked together to fully mobilize the production line and began to produce Naruto-related peripheral products.

For a while, the streets were full of Uchiha Madara and Senju Hashirama's derivative peripherals, which made tourists love them.

"Boss! How much is this Madara bond hand card?"

A woman with a lot of Zhu Ban CP posters on her back excitedly picked up the exquisite hand sign on the stall and couldn't wait to ask the red-haired owner,

"Sheng Hui 1000 taels, now if you buy the Hasi Lama hand cards together, two will only cost 1999 taels~"

Masahiko Uzumaki has lost the ignorance of his youth, and there is a mercenary light in his eyes. It can be seen that he has learned the essence of a profiteer from his grandfather.

"Ah! Such a good deal! Give me three!"

The woman had already been dazzled by the dazzling array of peripherals. She immediately opened her wallet and bought three sets of cards without hesitation.

As for why there are three copies, one is for personal viewing, one is for collection and preservation, and one is for preaching.

"Thank you for your patronage. By the way, we also have a collector's edition of the branch journal. If you want it, I can give you a discount."

After accepting the money with a smile, Uzumaki Masahiko's eyes rolled around, and he mysteriously took out a set of photos from the shelf that were not yet circulated in the market and handed them over.

"Bah! White-haired Party Secretary, even dogs won't look at him!"

"The deputy chief of the Uchiha clan has a guest appearance."

"Ahem, ahem, then I'll just reluctantly buy three sets."

Sure enough, CPs are still selling well.

"Father, did you see that?"

Standing on the rooftop of the Uchiha Building overlooking the entire Konoha, Uchiha Fuyu opened his arms in an embrace,
"What did you see? An unknown photo with my name on it?"

Behind him, Uchiha Izuna, with a gloomy face, asked coldly,

"Well, this is the business empire I built for my family."

Uchiha Fuyou's face froze. He hadn't expected that the photo of his father and Senju Tobirama would circulate so quickly. The sales volume was also rising rapidly, and there was a trend of surpassing the photo of the first generation and the uncle CP.
"This really wasn't my idea!"

"Humph! You little brat, you still dare to quibble. Are you getting cocky now?"

Uchiha Izuna clenched his fists, his eyes gradually turned scarlet, he decided to teach this rebellious son who sold his father for money a lesson.

"It's my great cousin! This was all my great cousin's idea!"

Feeling the cold power emanating from his father's eyes, Uchiha Fuyou had no choice but to betray his own military advisor.

"I told you, you are so young, how could you possibly think of such a sinister thing?"

After forcing out the real murderer, Uchiha Izuna let out a breath of foul air, revealing an expression that was exactly what he expected.

"Oh? Who is talking about me behind my back?"

I started with a full bean 60s diamond body Susano Buddha, and after landing, I started with zero frames and no backswing King Yang Jian,
You actually said I was yin?

"Ah! Cousin, I was just praising you for your wisdom and bravery, but I didn't expect you to hear it. I'm so embarrassed~"

Before Uchiha Izuna could finish his criticism, a familiar lazy voice sounded in his ears, which frightened him so much that his anus tightened. He immediately changed his tone and put on a flattering smile.
"Basic exercises should not be six."

I didn't care about my cousin's dissatisfaction. No matter how unhappy you are, you just have to keep it to yourself. It's not shameful to make money.

"Uncle! The operating mode you taught me is indeed correct!"

He ran to Uchiha Gin, rubbing his hands with flies, and looked at his cousin who was usually saltier than salted fish with admiration.
"I call this resource concentration, and strive to maximize benefits."

Uchiha Gin smiled and nodded. Under his guidance, Uchiha Fuyou divided the entire commercialization process into three parts.
The handsome Uchiha will be in charge of the promotion and publicity, the highly efficient Wave Country will provide the main source of goods, and the Whirlpool Country, which is good at mobilizing customers' emotions, will be responsible for selling the goods.

The combination of the three swords directly took over the entire market. The greedy ninja clans of other families were staring with their eyes wide open, and could only lick the leftovers enviously on the side.

"Do you think that the Huiyuan Shenbao we jointly produced will really have a market?"

In the most deserted corner of the commercial street, the Ino-Shika-Chou trio looked eagerly at the tourists who were rushing into the Uchiha peripheral store like crazy, and looked at each other in frustration.
"How about we ask the second generation to be the spokesperson?"

Finally, a member put forward a valuable suggestion. In his opinion, with the blessing of the star effect, the medicinal liquor they had stockpiled for a long time would definitely sell out.

"But our product is mainly for men who can't stand up straight, the second generation of adults."

"How do you know if you don't try it? If I remember correctly, a few days ago, the deputy head of the Uchiha clan was endorsing sanitary napkins."

Uchiha Building.

"Snapped!"

After slapping a very shameful advertisement on the table, Uchiha Madara gritted his teeth and raised his head, staring at Uchiha Gin who looked indifferent with a murderous look.
"Cousin, don't go too far!"

"That's nothing. Izumi is endorsing women's products. Just be happy~"

Uchiha Gin, who was bribed with a large sum of money, did not care about his brothers' faces at all. He would do the job as long as they were paid.

"No! This will make the hot mom laugh at me for the rest of my life."

Uchiha Madara shook his head like a rattle. Izuna was shameless, but he still needed more. If he lost his money, he could ask his eldest cousin for more, but if he lost his face, it would be gone for real.

"Ah~ I won't force you. As long as you nod, we have a professional team below to transform and endorse the whole process, and guarantee that the restoration degree is 100%."

"Ah? This is also possible?"

Uchiha Madara was stunned by these words.

"Where do you think those photos came from? I don't have the ability to make Baimao look like that."

Uchiha Gin scratched his ear, feeling unreasonable but confident.

"Bang!!!"

There was a loud bang, and the tightly closed door was smashed into pieces by brute force. A figure with a cold blue light walked in step by step. His scarlet eyes were filled with murderous intent, and he stared straight at the culprit of the entire endorsement incident.
"Damn! Curly! Hair!"

"Hey, isn't this our most beloved branch secretary who finally came out of the office?"

Facing the murderous aura that was enough to stun a jonin, Uchiha Gin smiled mockingly and quickly stood up to greet him.

The person in front of him is now his benefactor. The sales of his collection of photos are still rising steadily, and it is almost to the point where it is hard to get a book. The machines in the printing factory in Wave Country are almost smoking.

"Snapped!"

Throwing a book in front of Uchiha Gin, Senju Tobirama pointed at himself in a bikini on the cover, and said in a cold voice that was almost squeezed out from between his teeth.

"I'll give you three seconds to explain."

"3." "First cousin?"

Uchiha Gin first turned his head to look at Uchiha Madara, only to find that the other party pretended not to see anything. He lowered his head and flipped through the report that had been turned over. He was reading it with great interest.
"2."

"Meet the wrong person~"

"1!"

Shaking his head with a sigh, Uchiha Gin had no choice but to take out the prepared countermeasures from his backpack.
"Here is your portrait rights dividend bill."

shuh~
As a blue light flashed, Uchiha Gin only felt his eyes blurred, and the bill that was just in his hand appeared in Senju Tobirama's hand.

Uchiha Gin's lifeless eyes fell on Senju Tobirama who was flipping through the bills, with a thoughtful expression on his face.

It’s not a clone, has the real person finally returned?
"Oh? Oh! Oh~"

Senju Tobirama, who was holding the bill, went through three completely different expression stages in just a few seconds, and finally settled on a kind-looking expression.

"Are there really that many?"

Waving the bill in his hand, Senju Tobirama was a little bit unbelievable.

"of course not."

Uchiha Gin shook his head.

"How dare you play tricks on me!"

"This is only the dividends from the first batch of photos. The ones circulating in the market now are the third batch."

"Sorry, I'll go buy a door now!"

There was a flash of blue light, and Senju Tobirama appeared in front of Uchiha Gin holding a brand new door. He skillfully removed the broken old door and replaced it with the new door he had just bought.

Creak~
Senju Tobirama tried to push the door, but his face froze.
"There's still some unusual noises. I'll go right away."

"No need, Izuna is the best at repairing doors, just let him adjust it later."

Uchiha Gin waved his hand generously.
When it comes to repairing doors, he only trusts Master Izunai.

Senju Tobirama stood up angrily, his face suddenly changed as he looked apologetic.
"Wait, I almost found you, Curly-haired!"

I'm here to call for justice, how can I sell my body for this... pile of money!
"What are you dissatisfied with? I have already distributed dividends to you at the highest rate."

Scratching his head helplessly, Uchiha Gin didn't expect that the white-haired man's appetite would become so big after becoming an official.

"This has nothing to do with money, it's my face..."

"I really can't do anything about you, so I'll give you another 10%."

"I am the Party Secretary of Konoha Village, holding great military and political power. I am second only to the village leader..."

"Twenty percent. It would be rude to act like that again."

"Thirty percent!"

"Deal, but I need you to attend the photo conference in person and have some harmless interactions with Izuna."

"really?"

Senju Tobirama regretted that he asked for too low a price. If he had known earlier, he would have asked for a higher price and directly asked for 50%.

"Why don't you go out and ask around? I, Uchiha Gin, am well-known for my reputation of being honest and trustworthy."

Reputation?

After looking Uchiha Gin up and down, Senju Tobirama frowned suspiciously.
Are you associated with this word?

"Don't look at me like that, I know what you're thinking~"

After poorly imitating the opening remarks of a certain medieval boss, Uchiha Gin turned around and picked up the contract on Uchiha Madara's desk. He scribbled over the name on it and filled in the name of Senju Tobirama.

"Take a look, it should be similar to what we discussed."

After all, Uchiha Gin is not a devil. The endorsement contract he signed with Uchiha Madara gives him exactly 40% of the dividends, which makes him the most conscientious person in the ninja world.

"Well... it's a shame for you to be an Uchiha."

After checking it over and over again, the doubt on Senju Tobirama's face gradually disappeared, and he signed his name with a stroke of the pen.

"Since the election ceremony is imminent, I will let you off the hook for now. Next time..."

"I know, I know."

At worst, I can just put a black mosaic next time.

"You have to pay more."

"???"

……

Leaving the Uchiha Building that made him feel uncomfortable, he looked down at the contract in his hand and showed a relieved expression.
"It's a pleasant surprise. Now the hole can finally be filled."

As the controversy surrounding the photo shoot grew, the shadow clone stationed in Konoha could no longer sit still and notified the original character overnight.
[If you don't come back, then don't come back. The Senshou family can't afford to lose this person. ]

When Senju Tobirama heard this, he was shocked. The tiger was not at home, and the curly-haired baboon was the king.
Without a word, he left Hashirama Senju, who was still working hard to pay off his debts, and flew back to Konoha.

In this battle, I vow to fight for my reputation.

Now it seems that we have reaped a lot of rewards, which is really a great blessing!
"Brother will definitely be very happy."

Bear country.

"Tobirama? Tobirama!"

Hashirama Senju, who was bragging to his brother just a second ago, just turned his head and found that he was the only living thing around him except for the stones.

"How the hell am I going to get up there?"

Looking up at the endless cliffs, Hashirama Senju's miserable voice echoed in the uninhabited canyon for a long time.

The original body was suffering here, and the wooden clone over there was suffering no less. The clone of Senju Hashirama, who was cornered by Uchiha Madara, said with an embarrassed expression,
"Madala, didn't I tell you to take a vacation?"

"Hashi Lama, don't fool me. There are only a few days left, and you haven't even prepared a divine robe for me. Do you want to stay in this position?"

Uchiha Madara, who was almost going moldy after staying at home, finally couldn't hold back his impulse and sneaked to the Hokage building to check the progress of the ceremony. It would have been better if he hadn't checked. When he saw it, he was so angry that his eyes turned red.

The progress bar of the change of power ceremony that was originally on the agenda has not moved at all, and even the most basic imperial robes have not been sewn.

"The work at hand will be finished soon. Don't worry. I promise to give you a grand handover ceremony."

Senju Hashirama raised his finger with confidence.
The reason why he dared to make such a promise was because of the return of Senju Tobirama himself, who brought back all the spoils of war that the two brothers had obtained during this period.

It was almost there, but then I happened to come across the Uchiha Silver Coin, and the last piece of the puzzle was complete, and the hole for the Tailed Beast model was finally filled.

"Why do you look so pale? Even if it's for Konoha, you can't ruin your health."

Uchiha Madara's scrutinizing eyes swept over the haggard face of the wooden clone, and a touch of emotion flashed in his eyes.

In order to give me a perfect Konoha, Hasilama worked overtime without any complaints. He is worthy of being my lifelong good brother!

He had already thought about it. When he read out his acceptance speech at the inauguration ceremony, the second thing he would say was to thank Hasi Lama.
As for the first one, is there any need to guess?
"That was a close call."

Seeing Uchiha Madara leave, the Wood Clone breathed a sigh of relief with lingering fear. Although he was a Wood Clone that lasted longer than the Shadow Clone, so much time had passed that his body had begun to wither, and he didn't know if he could hold on until the original body returned.

At this moment, an excited Senju Tobirama rushed in, holding a brand new financial report in his hand, and slapped it in front of Senju Hashirama.

"Brother, I have successfully returned the laundered money to the village treasury."

"really?"

"I found a reliable buyer, who is said to be from the Land of Waves. He has first-rate money laundering efficiency and his commission is super low."

Balancing accounts, especially public accounts, is not as simple as simply charging money in. It requires a series of transactions to prove the legality of the money.

"That's good, that's good, I can finally be free~"

The wooden clone felt his body lighten, and he sat back on the Hokage throne. After a while, he looked up at the excited Senju Tobirama.

"Then hurry up and bring the main body back. I can't stand it anymore."

"Hey! Just hold on for a few more days. My brother and I have finally found the clue to that antique."

Senju Tobirama patted Mu's shoulder in a comforting manner, his scarlet eyes revealing an excitement that could not be concealed.
He and Hashirama Senju were tracking a missing person notice from a thousand years ago, and they actually found some clues. Someone had seen a similar monk on the border of the Bear Country.

Whether it was because of the generous reward for the missing person notice or because of Senju Tobirama's scientific research ambitions, the two brothers were determined to capture this mysterious monk.

"Oh, I almost forgot about my eldest brother. I wonder if he has climbed out of the canyon yet?"

Speaking of this, Senju Tobirama slapped his forehead suddenly. He had been busy settling accounts these days and had completely forgotten about Senju Hashirama who was left in the Bear Country.

"Clone Technique."

He immediately made hand seals to create a shadow clone with half his own strength, and gave the order to assist Hashirama Senju.

"Konoha still has a lot of things to do, so I'm counting on you, big brother."

The shadow clone inherited the original's coldness. After nodding expressionlessly, he raised his index finger slightly, and the whole person turned into a blue lightning and disappeared on the spot.

At the same time, Hashirama Senju was struggling to move forward in the uninhabited jungle of the Bear Country. A blue light flashed at his lower back, which frightened him so much that he quickly turned his head to check.
"I'm not late, am I?"

The next moment, Senju Tobirama's clone landed on the ground in a posture that he thought was very handsome.

"Tobirama! You're finally back!"

The hungry Senju Hashirama no longer cared to condemn his brother for abandoning him, and reached out to grope the other's body.

"Stop touching me, I'm a shadow clone."

The clone spread his hands, indicating that he could do nothing to help.

"Oh! no!"

Senju Hashirama turned gray, and a Q-version soul floated out of his mouth.
ba da~
At this moment, the sound of footsteps not far away caught the attention of the two. A familiar yet unfamiliar figure appeared.
"Excuse me, do you need any help?"

(End of this chapter)