Konoha: The thirty-year-old Uchiha lacks motivation.

After successfully persuading Uchiha Gin, who was preparing to go home and pack his prison guard uniform, to stay, the three brothers sat cross-legged and began to discuss the future of the Uchiha clan.

During the day today, Hashirama Senju gave Madara Uchiha a letter of appointment, which entrusted him with managing the village's prison system and security work.

After listening to Madara Uchiha's explanation, Gin Uchiha frowned slightly. The prison and security departments were not places with much profit to be made. Compared to the lucrative positions managed by the Senju clan, they were worlds apart.

Even though he longed for the life of a prison guard, he was unwilling to let his younger cousin suffer without hardship and have no rice to scavenge.

"Could you go and exchange your position with Hashirama in prison and take over the logistics and procurement department's work? I have a friend who has a stock of large, filling kunai in good condition, and most importantly, they're cheap."

It's been a long time since I've gotten any gold coins from the dungeon; Uchiha Gin really misses them.

"Big brother, I have my reasons. These two departments need a lot of combat power, which is perfect for our clansmen to take up positions in."

Although this job is quite tiring, it is also a powerful department in Konoha. Uchiha Madara naturally accepted it with pleasure. These two departments alone are enough to provide many positions for the clan members, thereby reducing the frequency of clan members going out on missions.

"Brother, the Konoha Security Force has been under the management of the Uchiha clan for a while now. It's been quite effective, but there's also a lot of friction with the residents. In the years you've been away, there have been complaints almost every day. The clan members below have long since given up on the job."

Uchiha Izuna, standing to the side, also looked rather unwell, clearly recalling something unpleasant. He then spoke of the real predicament they were currently facing.

"But it's still better than sacrificing yourself while going out, right?"

Madara Uchiha was somewhat aware of the clashes between the security team and the residents of Konoha, but when he thought of the cold, hard lists of sacrifices that Gin Uchiha had passed to him through the ninja cat, he hardened his heart and decided to take down both departments.

"Oh, this."

Gin Uchiha, who instantly understood the meaning behind his cousin's words, twitched slightly at the corner of his eye. He was the only one in Konoha who knew that those "sacrificed" clan members had been transferred to the Uchiha's secret lair, managed by his uncle, and transformed into the mysterious armed Ghost Squad, working odd jobs to supplement their family income.

"Big brother, I was too naive. You really are the most compassionate Uchiha!"

Upon hearing Madara Uchiha's words, Izuna Uchiha instantly burst into tears. Indeed, his perspective was too narrow; his elder brother was the true Uchiha with a heart full of love.

"Big cousin, what are your thoughts?"

Having successfully gained his younger brother's support, Madara Uchiha then turned his attention to Gin Uchiha, who was scratching his head incessantly.

"Our Uchiha clan must have full control over the prison, but we don't need to monopolize the security team."

Uchiha Gin recalled that in the original story, the Konoha Police Force, spearheaded by Tobirama Senju, was a combined prison and security department, entirely managed by the Uchiha clan.

As a result of the Uchiha's extreme personality, they became an unpopular family in the entire village, and were eventually ostracized and became a marginalized clan.

"But these two departments are closely related; wouldn't it be convenient for us to control them both?"

In Madara Uchiha's view, the reason why his clansmen and the residents of Konoha did not get along well was simply because the two sides were not familiar enough. Only a few years had passed since the founding of Konoha. In a few decades, when everyone's hearts were connected, they would eventually be able to understand each other.

Uchiha Gin rolled his eyes. There really were people who would risk offending others, and even offered a one-stop service of arresting and interrogating prisoners.

"That being said, have you considered how this approach works? It's detrimental to unity!"

Seeing that Madara Uchiha was so insistent on his own opinion, Gin Uchiha had no choice but to invoke the ancestral motto that unity is paramount.

"What do you mean?"

Madara Uchiha was a little confused as to how the topic had suddenly escalated to this level.

"My dear cousin, think about it. How many clans in Konoha still need help? Especially the Shimura clan. I heard that because of their poor economic conditions and the fierce competition for missions, the clan leader has started to encourage clan members to raise pigs. Sigh, it's heartbreaking to hear."

This isn't a lie made up by Uchiha Gin. Due to financial problems, the Shimura clan really did imitate the Nara clan and start a livestock industry. And because the clan leader's beloved son liked to eat pig's head meat, the entire clan used its resources to establish a pig farm, and the business flourished. They were almost able to pay off the money they owed someone.

"Is this really true?"

Madara Uchiha frowned upon hearing this. To avoid crowding out ordinary people, it was an unspoken rule throughout the ninja world that ninjas did not engage in productive labor.

It's not that it's wrong for everyone to tacitly agree to reduce their involvement in family businesses, but the idea of ​​the entire clan raising pigs is indeed a bit too far-fetched.

"That's right. It's said that Shimura pork head is very popular and has even been exported to other countries."

Having heard a little about this matter, Uchiha Izuna immediately confirmed its authenticity.

"So, what do you mean, cousin?"

"We need to hire! We have compassionate Uchiha clan members. We must help our pig-farming colleagues regain their ninja confidence. We can't let them live mediocre lives, spending the rest of their days with pigs!"

Uchiha's silver eyes gleamed with unwavering determination; he clenched his fist tightly, displaying an expression of selfless dedication to the village.

"Great! I'll arrange it right away!"

Madara Uchiha was quick to act and was about to set off to arrange the recruitment when Gin Uchiha raised his hand and blocked his way.

"Don't rush. It's not just the Shimura clan; many smaller ninja clans and ordinary ninjas are still struggling to make ends meet. We can't discriminate; we must treat everyone equally!"

"Oh dear! When it comes to compassion, I am no match for you, my dear cousin. Your magnanimity is beyond my reach."

Upon hearing this, Madara Uchiha immediately stood at attention, looked at Gin Uchiha with a resolute expression, and nodded heavily.

I never expected that Gin Uchiha would be so thoughtful. With his older cousin, the Uchiha clan has nothing to worry about!

The next day

"What? The security team is expanding its recruitment, seeking ambitious young people to serve the village?"

On the street, a Shimura clansman carrying a basket of swill stared blankly at the recruitment flyer in his hand. Villagers passing by covered their noses and pointed at him, but the Shimura clansman didn't seem to care as usual. Instead, he rubbed his eyes, his voice trembling.

"Screw the pig farmers, I want to be a city management officer!"

Shimura checked the leaflet several times until it was crumpled, then excitedly shouted out. He then threw the swill behind him into the air, letting the smelly leftovers scatter all over the ground. Showering in it, he vowed to become a noble city management officer.

"I want to be a city management officer!"

Similar scenes were unfolding simultaneously in various corners of Konoha. In this relatively peaceful era, ambitious young people who were unable to realize their grand aspirations raised their hands and shouted, deciding to avoid taking detours in life and directly join the security team.

"Take your time, fill out the form first, then take the test~"

In front of the security team's building, Uchiha Hikaru, with his ponytail, was extremely busy. The entrance was crowded with men and women holding flyers. Most of these ninjas came from obscure small ninja clans, while some were civilian ninjas of decent strength.

However, there was one group that stood out so much that passersby avoided them wherever they went.

"You are"

Upon smelling the stench of swill, Uchiha Kagami instinctively covered his nose.

"Examiner, please keep this safe. This is our application form."

The young man at the head of the group wasn't angered by Uchiha Kakuzu's petty actions; instead, he pulled out a stack of registration forms and handed them over.

"You're in line, huh?"

Uchiha Hikaru, his face grim, took the registration form handed to him. He was about to tell them to line up when he touched a storage scroll hidden beneath the form. His expression froze for a moment, but he quickly regained his composure.

"Go over there and wait for news. We'll call your number."

Uchiha Hikaru nodded, his expression no longer stiff. The members of the Shimura clan immediately nodded in agreement and obediently moved aside.

"Who said our security team can't make money? Look what's happened!"

Stuffing the scrolls he had received into his backpack, Uchiha Hikaru couldn't help but feel a little smug. He had already received several rounds of red envelopes. He had worked in the security team for so many years before, but he had never received a single penny. He never expected that as soon as he hired an outsider, gifts would come one after another.

Just as the recruitment for the security brigade was in full swing, Tobirama Senju, who was sitting in the Hokage's office and saw everything, couldn't sit still any longer. He immediately gritted his teeth and shouted at Hashirama Senju, who was resting with his eyes closed.

"Big brother! You really aren't going to do anything about it?"

"Huh? What is it now?"

Hashirama Senju, who had finally managed to steal a moment of leisure from his busy schedule, opened his eyes, looked at his furious younger brother, and tilted his head in confusion.

"Madara Uchiha actually had the police force recruit, and quite a few people have already applied."

Tobirama Senju harbored deep resentment. He had orchestrated the appointment of Madara Uchiha to oversee prisons and public order, ostensibly to give the Hokage more power, but in reality, it was to force unsuspecting residents to experience firsthand the evil of the Uchiha clan.

Unexpectedly, Madara Uchiha didn't care about power and actually offered up a valuable job in the security team. Because of the current bad economic climate, unemployed ninjas wanted a stable job, so there was a constant stream of people signing up.

Who in the class would still want to raise pigs?

"Isn't this a good thing? Madara is truly my best friend; he's still as understanding as ever."

In Hashirama Senju's view, the Uchiha clan's actions were a gesture of goodwill towards other ninja clans, and the reason for doing so was undoubtedly for the stability of Konoha and the unity of the ninja clans.

With such a position, the position of the second generation leader is undoubtedly yours!

"hateful."

Now, Tobirama Senju could only swallow his anger and resentment. His plan not only failed to achieve its intended effect, but also earned the Uchiha clan considerable goodwill among the ninja clans.

Madara Uchiha definitely had a master guiding him!

"Chief! We've succeeded!"

Kenichi Shimura, who was comfortably enjoying a pig's head at the clan chief's residence, heard hurried footsteps. Before he could speak, the clansmen, who had come running excitedly, were already in front of him, holding up a stack of papers and laughing happily.

"What happened? Have the pigs been fed?"

Adhering to the idea of ​​supporting the family business, Kenjiro Shimura eats dozens of kilograms of pork head meat every day, and his weight is uncontrollably approaching that of the Akimichi clan. He wipes the oil from the corner of his mouth and blinks in confusion. These clan members are pig-raising experts trained at great expense.

"Chief, why are you still raising pigs? We already have jobs!"

The excited young man forgot even the most basic etiquette and slammed the appointment letter in his hand directly in front of Kenichi Shimura.

"Konoha Security Forces? You guys."

"That's right, we've all successfully joined the Konoha Security Forces. We'll be respectable people now!"

"Huh? What about my pig?"

While the security team job was respectable, the salary couldn't compare to what he could earn from raising pigs. Kenichi Shimura, who was still dreaming of getting rich by raising pigs, quickly stood up and asked...

"All the pigs have been sold to the pig farm at the edge of the village!"

"Huh? Where's the money?"

Upon hearing that the breeding pigs he had painstakingly bred had been sold, Kenichi Shimura was heartbroken and immediately inquired about the whereabouts of the money from the sale.

"Tsk, Chieftain, you've been through this before, don't you know that these kinds of things require some 'greasing the wheels'?"

It turns out that this pig farmer used the money from selling pigs to give as gifts.

"puff!"

Upon hearing this, Kenichi Shimura's vision blurred, and in a fit of rage, he coughed up a mouthful of blood.

"Chieftain! Big brother! Wake up!"

No wonder this Shimura clansman dared to sell off clan assets; he was Shimura Kenichi's younger brother, who was ousted from the position of clan chief candidate. What goes around comes around, and no one escapes the wrath of Heaven!

"Brother Yin, this is the list of newly recruited members, and..."

After a busy day, Uchiha Hikaru stretched his stiff neck and placed a stack of personnel files in front of the dazed Uchiha Gin. At the same time, he pulled out a large number of storage scrolls from his pouch.

Uchiha Gin, who was the recruitment interviewer, brought in the honest and simple-minded Fire Core to take the fall, while he himself slept soundly in the office.

"What are these?"

Gin Uchiha didn't even glance at the documents. He didn't need to guess to know who wanted to work for the security team. He then focused his attention on the mountain of storage scrolls.

"Small gifts for job seekers."

"Tsk tsk tsk, as expected, interpersonal relationships are indispensable everywhere~"

Shaking his head with a sigh, Uchiha Gin then pulled out a storage scroll. Sensing a slightly unpleasant odor, he looked at the large sum of money inside and raised an eyebrow in surprise.

"Wow, that's a big spender! Who sent this wasteful gift? Remember to hang out with them more often!"

"That's the Shimura clan!"

After recalling for a moment, Uchiha Fire Core replied,

"Ken-ichi, being in prison, truly is my confidant; he really understands me."

As long as you're willing to spend money, even the worst relationships can make Uchiha Gin cry for jail.

"You can take it and divide it up; you've worked hard all these years."

Although Uchiha Gin likes to swindle money, he does so in a proper way. This rice is meant for the Fire Core Prisoners; how could he possibly embezzle it himself?

"Thank you, Brother Yin!"

Uchiha Kaku's face lit up with joy. The brothers in the security team had been doing their jobs for free. Although they received a stipend from the clan, it was still not as much as they earned from missions. This was one of the reasons why they didn't want to continue. After all, they had families to support and couldn't just work for love.

"Sayonara, from now on, this place is in your care!"

"Brother Yin, where are you going?"

I initially thought that Uchiha Gin, the interviewer, would be stationed at the police force to provide guidance, but it seems he has other plans.

Hehe~

Uchiha Gin chuckled and turned around, leaving Uchiha Hikaru with a towering silhouette that instantly commanded the respect of the unsuspecting prisoner.

"I will step into that dark abyss, become the judge of evil, and bury all darkness with the shovel of justice!"

Today is a great day to spend some money!

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I thought the emergency would take two days to resolve, but the process went very smoothly. I only paid a small price with my life to prevent a tragedy from happening, which was a stroke of luck amidst misfortune.

Since that's the case, I'll definitely resume updating!

This volume on the founding of Konoha should be coming to an end now. I'll write a summary tomorrow, that's all!

And there is,

Go BLG!!! (End of Chapter)