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

"The lights were dim that night, and I don't know how many people came in. I only remember several hands laughing as they stripped my clothes off. Each hand was rough like a chicken claw, and it scratched me painfully."

"stop!"

Just as the self-pitying figure was tearfully recounting his nightmarish seven-day ordeal, Uchiha Gin, feeling physically unwell, immediately raised his hand to stop the unspeakable scene that was about to unfold.
Having roughly guessed the plot's direction, he looked with a sigh at his nephew, who had transformed from a boy into a man.
So it was that group of seven!

That's way too classy!
Having clashed several times with the once-glorious group of female technicians, he felt deep sympathy for that person's tragic fate.
I am not born, but I am old.

If we rewind the timeline by a few decades, the people involved would probably have a completely different attitude.
"No one is to blame, you're just too late."

"what?"

"Alright, you've been missing for seven days. The people in the mission must be going crazy with worry. Hurry up and go back to report that you're safe."

"Oh no, Rasa!"

Upon hearing this, the person's expression froze, and without even a greeting, he attached the Sand Iron Sky Wings and disappeared into the horizon.

Compared to the value of the golden doll Luo Sha, his chastity was utterly worthless.

"Who's so malicious? Aren't they afraid of making things worse?"

Without even thinking, Uchiha Gin could guess that someone was deliberately setting a trap; his conscience was truly wicked!
Fortunately, my nephew is out of danger, and he probably won't disclose this dark history on his own initiative.
Whether or not one holds a grudge is another matter entirely.

Following the address left by his younger cousin, Uchiha Gin finally arrived at a hot spring inn that looked dilapidated from the outside and was also not luxurious inside. The bar was empty and there was no one to greet him.

Is the budget really that tight?

Gently shaking his head, Uchiha Gin sighed and knocked on the door of the apartment with the address on it.
Bang bang bang~
"Who?"

A kind, honest voice came from inside the house.

“It’s me, Lao Yin.”

Upon hearing this, Black Zetsu's expression froze, and his hand, which was about to open the door, stopped in mid-air.

what to do? what to do? what to do?
Madara Uchiha and his brother went to a hot spring together, leaving him alone in the house.

If that old codger Gin Uchiha sees through his disguise, wouldn't his infiltration plan collapse halfway through?
Creak~
But the next second, he still chose to open the door. Hesitation would only arouse more suspicion, so it was better to act openly and honestly, which would make it easier to get away with it.

"Oh, it's Brother Yin! Please come in!"

Seeing his filial son greet him with a smile as he opened the door, Uchiha Gin's lips curled into a mocking smile.

"Hey~ isn't this Erzhuzi? Where are my cousin and the others?"

He feigned curiosity and looked around the simple room, then patted Black Zetsu's stiff shoulder in a familiar manner.

"You don't need to be so reserved, just treat me like your own brother."

"Ban and the others just went to the hot springs."

Having escaped Uchiha Gin's clutches without leaving a trace, Black Zetsu became extremely vigilant.
He knew that Gin Uchiha possessed many unpredictable and mysterious abilities; it was best to stay away from that old, dark-skinned, and greasy guy.
Why didn't you go?

"I'm not used to being completely honest with people."

How dare you say such a thing, you old, dark-skinned, and greasy exhibitionist?

"Just keep using adhesive tape, you get used to it eventually."

After rattling off a long, tongue-twisting speech, Uchiha Gin reached out and hooked Black Zetsu's bewildered head, forcibly dragging him out of the room.
A few minutes later, Black Zetsu, stripped down to only a cloth around his waist, followed closely behind the naked Uchiha Gin, the two of them stepping into the classic mixed-gender bath shrouded in mist.

Not taking mixed-gender baths in hot springs and not eating noodles with garlic are considered two of humanity's biggest bad habits.

Full of anticipation, Uchiha Gin's eyes widened as he quickly scanned the area, afraid of missing any important details.
"Tsk!"

He only saw two familiar figures, and immediately pouted in disappointment.

Madara Uchiha, his body flushed red from being soaked, heard footsteps and opened his eyes in confusion.

"Big cousin?"

"Why is there no one else in this ghost hotel you're staying in?"

A dejected Uchiha Gin shook his head and plopped down in the water opposite Uchiha Madara, his face full of resentment.

"Of course not. I've booked the entire shop, so there won't be any outsiders here."

Madara Uchiha squinted as he answered Gin Uchiha's questions.

He was the darkest figure in the ninja world, the strongest knight, the Second Hokage of Konoha, and the ten-time consecutive champion of the Uchiha Junior Skipping Stones competition.
How can you soak in a hot spring with ordinary people?

"what?"

So that's how it is. He was lamenting his cousins' lack of funds before, but now it seems he's the one who's made the fool of himself.
"Then at least let a few young and beautiful female guests in!"

"I think so too!"

Izuna, who was soaking in the water nearby, stepped out at the opportune moment to chime in, his equally flushed old face clearly displaying his deep sorrow and indignation.

What if my whereabouts are exposed?

With a disapproving glare at his lecherous younger brother, Madara Uchiha coldly questioned,

"At worst, you can just hypnotize her afterward."

Izuna pursed his lips and began to mutter under his breath.
Uchiha Gin's pupils contracted upon hearing this.
afterwards?

Hypnosis too!
What outrageous words! He doesn't remember raising his little cousin into such a scoundrel.

"Idiot, even the most exquisite illusions have flaws. Don't create unnecessary trouble."

Madara Uchiha frowned slightly, picked up the wine glass floating on the tray in front of him, and took a small sip.
"Suck~"

As the wine flowed down his throat, a look of contentment spread across his face. He raised his glass in a gesture of invitation.

"Want a drink?"

"You know how to enjoy yourself, kid. Your cousin is too old to drink this kind of thing."

Uchiha Gin shook his head, declining his cousin's offer. He reached into his empty four-dimensional chrysanthemum-like pocket behind him and pulled out a bottle of chilled mentholatum, then began to drink it on his own.

"Phew~ Now this is what Guojiao (national cellar) should be like."

"Big cousin, is there any progress in the research?"

Since Uchiha Gin came here to find him, doesn't that mean his research on chakra pills has yielded results?
"Ah."

"吆西!"

As expected of Konoha's top developer, his research level is indeed strong, far surpassing that white-haired guy who died young!

"It's just that the losses were a little bit greater."

Seeing his excited younger cousin, Uchiha Gin nervously made a hesitant gesture.

"It's okay, as long as there's a result, everything will be fine."

He came to Uchiha Gin for help, but only with a try-it-and-see attitude. If it worked, great; if not, so be it. He'd just consider this trip a homecoming.

Impatient, Madara Uchiha abruptly stood up from the hot spring, not even bothering to tie the towel around his waist, and tried to drag Gin Uchiha to check the results.
"Ni Zuokai!"

Seeing the naked man charging towards him, Uchiha Gin, with a look of terror on his face, threw the half-empty bottle of iced tea he was holding at him. With his superb shuriken skills, he naturally aimed directly at the target.
"what!"

Madara Uchiha screamed, clutching his penis as he flew backward. Black Zetsu, standing by the hot spring, hesitated for a second, choosing not to catch him but subtly shifting his body to the side.
boom!
"You android bastard, did you deliberately dodge just now?" Izuna pointed at Black Zetsu with an indignant expression and questioned him loudly.

Which eye of yours saw me avoid it?

Black Zetsu's expression turned serious; his exceptional mental fortitude, honed over millennia, was no joke.

"Cough cough cough Izuna, I'm fine."

Just as the two were about to start fighting, Madara Uchiha, who had gotten up from the ground, raised his hand to stop them.
"How could it be okay? It's swollen like this!"

"Izuna, what nonsense are you talking about? I've always been this big, okay?"

A man's sacred dignity is inviolable.

"."

A few minutes later,

"This is the result of my research."

After the group returned to their room in their yukatas, Uchiha Gin placed two small props resembling snack wrappers on the table in front of them.

"Big cousin, you took the wrong one, didn't you?"

Madara Uchiha examined the object closely for a long time, but he couldn't see any connection between it and the chakra pill he had given to Gin Uchiha. He immediately asked in confusion,
"Pick it up and take a closer look."

"It looks like just an ordinary snack gummy."

Although he couldn't understand it, Madara Uchiha still held the two gummy candies, one black and one white, in his hand with some skepticism.
Click~
As Madara accidentally triggered the switch beneath Baozang, two familiar and terrifying chakra auras escaped. Madara's pupils contracted, and he quickly slammed Baozang's gaping maw shut.
It really is the aura of Chakradan!

"Big cousin, how do I use this?"

Suppressing his excitement, Madara Uchiha hurriedly asked the toy wholesaler, Gin Uchiha.

"You can't use it."

Looking at his eagerly anticipating cousin, Uchiha Gin shook his head and poured cold water on his hopes.
"what?"

What kind of users collect this thing?
"But he can use it."

Pointing to Sasuke and Black Zetsu beside him, Gin Uchiha explained with a smile,
"Due to factors such as the power system, this item is currently only compatible with you as a clone."

"Huh! Me?"

Sasuke and Black Zetsu pointed at themselves with a bewildered expression, but were extremely vigilant, secretly wondering if Uchiha Gin had ulterior motives.
"Will there be any dangerous side effects?"

"I can't guarantee that."

Uchiha Gin didn't rule out any possibility, since this product hadn't been tested in actual combat, and whether it had any side effects was unknown.

"Erzhuzi, you've really hit the jackpot! Your older cousin's skills are top-notch, you're about to take off!"

Madara Uchiha, on the other hand, was full of confidence. If even his older cousin couldn't be relied upon, then there was no one in this world who could be relied upon.
"Hurry up and thank your older cousin!"

"Uh, thank you very much, Brother Yin."

Urged on by Madara Uchiha, Black Zetsu reluctantly expressed his sincere gratitude to Gin Uchiha.
At the same time, he took two treasures, one black and one white, from Madara Uchiha, played with them for a few moments, his honest face full of question marks.

"This"

"Fully stored up".

How do I use this treasure trove?

From the two items in his hands, Black Zetsu keenly sensed a strange aura that made his heart tremble, as if it exerted some kind of natural suppression on his true form.
If he hadn't been possessed by a clone of Hashirama Senju, he would have thrown these two hot potatoes far away long ago.
"It's not about eating, is it?"

Looking at the gummy candy patterns covering its surface, Black Zetsu tentatively asked,

That's true, but it's not for you to eat.

Uchiha Gin nodded, and amidst the three's questioning gazes, he pulled out a red abdomen-shaped object from behind his back, its technological appearance clearly outweighing its biological features, and placed it in front of Black Zetsu.
"This...it can't be...a driver, can it?"

The three of them studied the red belly for a long time and finally came to a reasonably plausible conclusion.

"That's right, this is a driver specifically designed for this kind of item."

"what?!"

Black Zetsu's expression changed upon hearing this, and a strange look appeared in his eyes as he looked at Uchiha Gin.
This curly hair
Why would someone be so kind?
He's not my dad, and I'm not his son. Why would he just give away a precious driver like that?
"My dear cousin, I'm so grateful for your help over the years. Consider this driver a thank-you gift. You can use it with confidence. If you feel anything is wrong, you can come to me for maintenance."

Reaching out, Gin patted Black Zetsu on the shoulder. Seeing the incredulous look on Black Zetsu's face, a warm smile appeared on his lips.

Still reeling from the shock of acquiring the Driver, Black Zetsu failed to notice the hint of mischievousness lurking in Gin Uchiha's smile.

"I can transform now?"

Staring blankly at the red belly in his hand, he was momentarily unable to accept the news that he was about to become a knight.
A knight charging into battle?
This doesn't fit his cunning and scheming nature at all!

"Haha, congratulations!"

Madara Uchiha, standing nearby, was genuinely happy for his teammate and immediately stepped forward to congratulate him with a hearty laugh.

"Erzhuzi, now you don't have to be a support staff member anymore!"

"Hehe, that's great."

Black Zetsu chuckled somewhat awkwardly, and under Gin Uchiha's guidance, placed the red belly button on his waist.
The next second, a miraculous scene unfolded.

Hiss~
A sickening writhing sound filled the air, and the red belly seemed to have taken root in Black Zetsu's waist, its flesh and blood perfectly fused with the belly, remaining completely unmoved no matter how much he pulled.

"Don't panic, this is a normal binding process. You can take it with you wherever you go, it's very convenient."

Convenient my foot!

Looking down at the red incision welded to his waist, Black Zetsu felt like cursing.
How can he face people if he has to wear this thing on all the time?

Not only that,

Black Zetsu was horrified to discover that his possessed state seemed to be locked inside this clone by some force, and his several attempts to escape were all unsuccessful.

"Brother Yin, if I want to take this driver out and polish it, or apply some oil, what do I need to do?"

Suppressing his unease, Black Zetsu feigned curiosity and asked Uchiha Gin,

"I'm sorry, the vent cannot be removed on this version. If you really want to fix it, you can ask someone for help."

"It's alright, Erzhuzi, I can help you clean up!"

Seeing Sasuke's bewildered expression, Madara Uchiha volunteered to step forward.
"No need, this thing is inconvenient to take care of; I have to take off my clothes and pants."

Black Zetsu forced a smile, shook his head, and refused, realizing that his path of infiltration seemed to be leading him further and further astray.

"I'm not happy to hear you say that. We're brothers who've been through thick and thin together. Do you remember all those times we shared?"

"You! Do you have anything to say?"

Madara Uchiha's gaze was piercing, his intense stare almost piercing through him. Black Zetsu, his heart filled with despair, lowered his head upon hearing this.

"I have nothing more to say. Please take care of it for me." (End of Chapter)