Izuna, restore the glory of the Uchiha!

After the routine check, Izuna did not go straight home, but instead turned around and went to the west side of the clan's territory.

There, a brand-new building is under construction.

Upon his return, Izuna immediately used his privileges as the second-in-command to instruct his subordinates to expedite the construction of the laboratory as quickly as possible.

He directly copied the blueprints from the laboratories of his previous life for the basic layout—sterile room, dissection table, specimen storage, archives...

Although conditions were rudimentary during the Warring States period, the most difficult problems to solve were the availability of sterile materials and precision instruments.

However, everything is difficult at the beginning. Let's first build the framework and deal with the remaining technical problems.

He believed that with Tobirama's talent, there would always be a way to solve it.

"It seems like the process is going very quickly."

Two days later, the foundation of the laboratory had been laid, and several sturdy main beams had been erected.

The air was filled with the smell of fresh sawdust and lime.

The subordinates' execution ability is commendable, and of course, the clan doctors' frantic urging also played a part.

Ever since Izuna agreed to teach them his miraculous "life-extending technique," these old guys have been more enthusiastic than the overseers, wishing they could go up and move bricks themselves.

Looking at the bustling construction site, another problem that gave Izuna a headache came along – a gap in medical knowledge.

Although the doctors in the clan were experienced, they knew absolutely nothing about modern anatomy and pathology.

As he gets older and his thinking becomes more rigid, he can't possibly start teaching from the basics of cell structure; he can only teach some first aid procedures in a rote manner.

But we can't just leave things here.

Izuna praised the foreman a few times and then left the noisy construction site.

We need to draw in fresh blood. No, we need to start from childhood.

Although the Uchiha clan members are all exceptionally talented, not everyone is cut out to be a ninja.

In their youth, there were many children who were eliminated from the ninja system due to insufficient chakra or weak physique. Although the number was much smaller compared to after the founding of Konoha, there were still some among this large group.

If we could organize these children and send them off to study basic science...

Firstly, it can make up for the current weakness of the Uchiha clan, which relies solely on military strength and logistics, and secondly, it can provide professional talents for the future medical and scientific research system.

Moreover, as a top clan during the Warring States period, the Uchiha clan had ample resources to support this group of non-combatants.

Without further ado, Izuna decided to go find Madara immediately.

He paused, then suddenly realized that since he was going to get into education, he might as well go all the way from the start.

"Wouldn't it be reasonable to allocate a plot of land right next to the lab and build an affiliated school?"

He took a detour back and gave a few more instructions to the clansmen in charge of the construction, asking them to reserve an open space.

"That's not urgent, let's get the lab set up first."

After giving his instructions, Izuna leaped onto the roof and ran towards the main building where Madara worked.

As the clan leader, Ban is not only the pinnacle of the clan's martial prowess and its spiritual pillar, but also has to handle a massive amount of daily official duties.

From major war decisions to minor resource allocations, he had to handle everything, big or small.

As Izuna pushed open the office door, a mountain of documents immediately came into view.

Madara Uchiha was engrossed in writing, pen in hand.

As a large clan with thousands of members, the Uchiha clan generates countless trivial matters every day. Madara had just returned from the battlefield, and the backlog of documents from the past half month, coupled with post-war negotiations with the Senju clan, left him no time to catch his breath. He could only bury himself in piles of official documents.

Normally, Izuna would help out, but after hearing about his plan to teach medicine in the lab, Madara felt that it was a matter of life and death for the family and was of great significance. So he gritted his teeth and took on all the chores, not wanting to trouble his younger brother.

"Please come in... Ah, it's Izuna."

Hearing the noise, Ban looked up from the mountain of official documents, his eyes somewhat dazed.

Izuna looked at the usually imposing Shura, who was now tormented by paper and pen with a look of utter despair, and felt a mixture of amusement and pity.

Ban put down his pen, packed away the scroll beside him, and forced out a tired smile.

He wanted to appear relaxed in front of his younger brother.

However, it's obvious to anyone with eyes to see.

He hasn't slept a wink since he came back.

"Take a rest, brother."

Izuna stepped forward, picked up a scroll from the table, and quickly scanned its contents.

"Fifty taels of silver are needed for the repair of the eastern wall..."

"The rice in the northern warehouse is damp and needs to be disposed of..."

"Zhang San from the next village stole Li Si's chicken..."

Izuna's brow twitched as he watched.

The Uchiha's administrative system is a complete mess, with unclear levels and ambiguous responsibilities.

This is like him being the chief physician at a hospital, but he not only has to manage surgeries, but also whether the toilets are clogged and whether the food in the cafeteria is too salty.

With this kind of management style, they deserve to be worked to death.

After closing the scroll, Izuna looked at Madara Uchiha with a serious expression.

After a moment's consideration, he spoke:

"Brother, there's a suggestion I've wanted to make for a long time."

"You must delegate your work appropriately and establish a hierarchical management system. You can't do every little thing yourself."

"Well..."

Madara Uchiha yawned without any regard for his image, his voice thick with nasal congestion, clearly indicating that he was extremely sleepy.

"Instead of letting them waste time dealing with these trivial matters, we should let them practice more..."

This would allow them to better survive on the battlefield.

This was a common problem during the Warring States period: everything was for survival, and administration was compressed to an extreme degree.

Izuna then revealed his true intentions, finally showing his true colors:

"Therefore, the clan can train a group of people specifically to be responsible for management and technology."

"I'm thinking of selecting some promising children from those who aren't suited for combat and starting a basic school."

The Uchiha clan has a complete internal teaching system, but its core revolves entirely around "how to kill".

Literacy was for understanding secret messages, arithmetic was for calculating the trajectory of detonating tags, and other subjects were basically irrelevant.

"It sounds like... you're planning something big."

Upon hearing this, Ban's eyes flashed with surprise. He then picked up the strong tea beside him and took a big gulp to refresh himself.

Although it may sound unconventional, he felt that anything Izuna suggested made sense.

"It's just something I can do. That way, you can relax a bit in the future, instead of being bothered to death by these petty thefts."

As Izuna spoke, he deftly picked out the pile of non-urgent scrolls on the table about "repairing walls," "moldy," and "stealing chickens," and hugged them to his chest.

"I'll take these and deal with them first. You just focus on those treaties concerning the Thousand Hands."

"Can I borrow it?" Izuna waved the scroll in his hand.

Ban looked at the half-empty desktop and felt a sense of relief. He smiled and nodded.