Naruto, your uncle is going to be Hokage!

Chaos!

The ninja world is about to descend into chaos!

As one of the leaders of the Four Nations Alliance, A absolutely could not allow Konoha to trample on the order of the ninja world and the rights of the daimyo and nobles.

"Mabuyi! Immediately draft a statement for me: any country that dares to defy my name and overturn the one-country-one-village system will be jointly crushed by the four-nation alliance!"

"The four great nations will absolutely not tolerate the existence of these traitors!"

"Yes."

Mabuyi's response sent chills down her spine.

She could imagine the uproar this statement would cause in the ninja world.

The land of earth.

In the dusty, cone-shaped Tsuchikage's chamber, the Third Tsuchikage, Onoki, was so angry after receiving the statement released by Konoha that his beard stood askew.

"Has Konoha gone mad? They actually released such a statement!"

This was the first time he had been so angry since he took over as Tsuchikage.

The daimyo is the supreme ruler of a country and the center of its political and economic power.

Does the Fifth Hokage of Konoha intend to exterminate all the Daimyo in the ninja world?

He took a breath and gritted his teeth.

"Huang Tu, draft a statement for me."

……

Shortly after Konoha issued its statement, the Land of Lightning and the Land of Earth, two of the four great nations, issued their statements almost simultaneously.

The content is almost identical.

The title of "Daiming" signifies the unshakeable status of the ruler of the country!

This has been the case throughout the history of the ninja world for thousands of years. Konoha's actions are considered rebellious and are not tolerated by the ninja world!

Any small country that dares to emulate Konoha will be jointly crushed by the four great powers!

The conflict escalated instantly with the issuance of opposing statements from the Republic of Fire and the Four Nations Alliance.

The entire ninja world was engulfed in heated discussion.

Especially the daimyo and nobles of some small countries were in a state of constant fear, always worried that they would lose their heads and be beheaded by their own ninja village in a rebellion.

In such a repressive atmosphere, some nobles even began to migrate voluntarily, fleeing to other countries for refuge.

The Land of Water, the Village of Misty Shadows.

Amidst the misty building rooftop, accompanied by a swirling vortex, Obito's body, shrouded in a black robe, appeared out of thin air.

A pair of crimson Sharingan with three tomoe eyes looked down at the village shrouded in thick fog.

"Obito, things are already in an uproar outside. Aren't you going to intervene?"

The pitcher plant emerged from the floor behind him, revealing its upper body, and asked.

The Fourth Mizukage was controlled by Obito's genjutsu. If Obito wanted, he could easily use the Fourth Mizukage, Yagura, to issue a statement and influence the external situation.

"No need."

Obito said indifferently.

Yagura's personality is such that he doesn't like to join in the fun. Last time, he made quite a splash by controlling Yagura to bring up the alliance at the Four Kage Summit.

If Yagura is further controlled to issue various statements, it will attract too much unnecessary attention and increase the risk that Yagura's illusion control will be exposed.

Obito knew that many high-ranking members of Kirigakure had begun to suspect their Mizukage.

After Yagura took over, he implemented the Blood Mist policy, causing great anxiety within Kirigakure. This time, the Four Nations Alliance made an unusual decision, contrary to usual practice.

These unusual occurrences led them to doubt whether the Water Shadow's will was still clear.

At this point, it's best not to create any unnecessary complications.

"How's Nagato doing?"

Obito asked.

"The Hashirama cells have been transplanted. Nagato's entire legs have been transplanted with Hashirama cells, and he can move normally. That guy was overjoyed for a long time."

"Did he notice anything unusual?"

"Don't worry." Bai Jue grinned coldly.

“I did it very discreetly, and that idiot Nagato couldn’t have found out at all. He thought he could suppress Hashirama’s cells with the Rinnegan, but little did he know that the Rinnegan wasn’t even his own; he was just a chosen puppet.”

"That's good."

The heaviness in Obito's heart eased somewhat.

Nagato's decision to have his Hashirama cells transplanted at this time was an unexpected surprise for him.

Having received Hashirama cells, Nagato is able to develop deeper powers of the Rinnegan, and his strength is estimated to have improved significantly compared to before.

However, transplanting interstitial cells means that a key that is not under his control has been planted in his body.

In a critical moment, this key might play an unexpected role!

The Sharingan can only unleash its full power when used in pairs.

After regaining his missing eye, his strength soared to a level he had never reached before.

The scales began to tip in his favor.

Having been suffocated by the presence of Namikaze Mirai, he finally had the confidence to fight back.

"If I hadn't gotten this eye back, my situation would definitely be even more passive now. Thank you, Kakashi, for protecting this eye for me."

Obito gazed at the misty sea with his crimson Sharingan, a faint smile playing on his lips.

……

The Republic of Fire.

Konoha, Research Department.

Kakashi was lying flat on the dissection table in the laboratory, his left eye socket bloody and empty, having lost its eyeball.

At this moment, he looked extremely downcast, completely devoid of spirit, as if he had suffered some major blow, and his whole being had lost its vitality.

His Sharingan, a gift Obito gave him before he died, was actually stolen by that despicable masked man!

I'm such a useless person, I couldn't even protect Obito's last gift.

After entering the Pure Land, how should I face that guy?

Guilt, pain, regret, inner turmoil... a series of emotions surged within him, engulfing his spirit and tormenting him relentlessly.

"Don't look at me like that, Kakashi. Losing your Sharingan might not be a bad thing for you."

Noticing Kakashi's low spirits, Mirai Namikaze looked at the data in her hand and explained in a gentle tone.

"According to the examination report, your body is simply unable to support the use of the Sharingan. As someone who is not from the Uchiha clan, you cannot shut down the Sharingan after obtaining it. You can only continuously deplete your chakra, resulting in a constant chakra deficit."

"Besides, your physical condition will gradually deteriorate due to the burden of the Sharingan. The Sharingan is a Yin Release eye, which requires the nourishment of Yang Release from the body. Your body has been in a state of deficiency, and if this continues, it might..."

Namikaze Mirai paused for a moment, then looked at Kakashi with a meaningful gaze.

"Impotence".

Kakashi suddenly felt a chill on something beneath him and instinctively swallowed.

No wonder I've felt weak for a long time, always looking listless and not wanting to do anything.

His only solace was Jiraiya's new work, a piece about Liu Bei that he couldn't put down and had to read every day.

Under the threat of impotence, Kakashi finally broke free from his feelings of guilt and pain and began to face the problem with his body.

He's still very young. If he really becomes impotent, won't he be a bachelor for the rest of his life?

He might still be all alone by the time Minato's son Naruto gets married and has children.

"Don't worry, I've found the best replacement for your missing left eye."

Noticing the change in Kakashi's expression, Mirai Namikaze knew that her words had worked, and pressed her advantage.

"The best alternative?"

Kakashi felt a surge of curiosity.

What could be the replacement that Mirai Namikaze mentioned?

"This is it."

An eyeball lay quietly in the palm of Namikaze Mirai's hand. Calling it an eyeball would be a bit inaccurate; it was more like some kind of mechanized product.

The whites of the eyes are covered with many blue numerical patterns that are constantly converging towards the central gray-brown pupil, giving it a cyberpunk feel.

The back of the eyeball is completely devoid of nerves and blood vessels; instead, it is covered with incredibly fine lines that can send chills down your spine at just a glance.

"This is an electronic eye, or you could call it a prosthetic eye."

A prosthetic eye?!