I and countless versions of myself simultaneously travel through time.

Ye Yan accompanied the second generation, who resembled a little devil, as they strolled through the illusionary world. They looked at this virtual Warring States period constructed from Kaguya's chakra, where the mountains and rivers were lifelike, and even the air was filled with the fragrance of real flowers.

Tobirama walked ahead, his white twin tails swaying back and forth, his short legs moving quickly, muttering under his breath, "The inherently evil Uchiha." Ye Yan followed behind, trying to suppress his laughter until his stomach hurt.

Tobirama went from being a Senju to an Uchiha!

He went from being an older man to a white-haired little devil!

After walking for half a day, Ye Yan suddenly stopped, feeling that although this illusionary world was interesting, it lacked liveliness.

He clapped his hands and grabbed the souls of two unfortunate souls as sacrifices, then used the Impure World Reincarnation technique.

Two plumes of white smoke exploded, and Madara and Izuna emerged from the smoke.

Madara was extremely weak, his face was as pale as a sheet of paper, and his chakra fluctuations were barely perceptible, like a squeezed lemon.

He glanced at Ye Yan, then at the illusory environment around him, and sighed deeply: "You brat, you're just trying to harm me. You've drained all my chakra to build houses, and now you want to drag me to this wretched place."

Izuna, on the other hand, was in high spirits. As soon as he came out, he saw the little female demon Tobirama in front of him.

He froze for three seconds, then burst out laughing, bending over with laughter until tears streamed down his face: "Hahahaha! Tobirama! You've finally met your match! You've become a girl! And a little white-haired one at that!"

He lunged forward and grabbed Tobirama's twin tails like he was driving a big truck.

Tobirama's body was small and sensitive, and when Izuna grabbed him, he immediately bristled like a cat whose tail had been stepped on.

Hakife is breathing!

She struggled desperately with her arms and legs, her face flushed red, and she screamed, "Let me go! You inherently evil Uchiha clan! I knew none of you were any good! Izuna, you bastard, I shouldn't have let you die so easily back then! Let me go!"

Izuna didn't let go; instead, she gripped it even tighter and proudly swung the ponytail in her hand.

Ban and Yeyan also joined in, the three of them forming a triangle around the female demon Tobirama, looking down at her.

The scene resembled a classic composition from a Japanese hentai manga. Ye Yan's lips twitched as he watched it, thinking that if Konoha's Anbu saw this, they would probably think the Hokage was doing something unspeakable to the Second Hokage.

"Who are you calling an inherently evil Uchiha? You're happy with the Sharingan you wanted, so what are you being so proud of?" Ye Yan reached out and gently patted Tobirama's face, his tone as casual as if he were coaxing a child.

Tobirama's face turned even redder, this time not from embarrassment, but from anger.

Her three-tomoe Sharingan spun wildly in her eye sockets, wishing she could activate her Mangekyou Sharingan on the spot and wipe out all three Uchiha in front of her.

Madara opened his Rinnegan, and purple circular patterns slowly rotated in his eye sockets.

He looked around, sensing the rules and boundaries of this illusionary world, and suddenly nodded: "This world is not bad. Where is the Thousand Hands clan? I'll go and wipe them out first, just to stretch my muscles."

Upon hearing this, Tobirama struggled even more fiercely: "Madara! You're taking revenge! This is a genju world, the Senju clan isn't real."

"I know," Madara said without turning his head, "but the word 'Senju' makes me angry."

Ye Yan led Ban to the Senju clan's settlement in this illusionary world.

In this world, Hashirama is depicted as a child, squatting by the river playing in the mud, with snot bubbles hanging from his nose. Madara stood at a distance for a moment, then expressionlessly raised his hand. The Heavenly Meteor fell from the sky, a huge meteorite with a long trail of flame crashing into the Senju clan's territory. A mushroom cloud shot into the sky, and the earth trembled violently. When the dust settled, only a huge crater remained, not even a single intact tile was left.

Tobirama stood beside Ye Yan, watching this scene, and his lips twitched slightly.

She didn't feel much sympathy for the Thousand Hands Clan in this illusionary world, since it was all fake.

But seeing Ban's self-righteous and self-righteous attitude in settling personal scores, she really couldn't hold back anymore.

That old man has held a grudge for decades and still hasn't let it go.

Ye Yan took the centenarian to relax in the illusionary world. After watching Madara destroy several more Senju clan strongholds and bases, and when the destruction was almost complete, he left this world with the two of them.

Before leaving, Ye Yan patted Tobirama's little face again and said with a smile, "Second Hokage, come play again next time."

Tobirama gritted his teeth, enunciating each word clearly: "Born evil!! Uchiha!"

When Ye Yan returned to his office, it was already afternoon.

Kakashi stood in front of the desk, holding a thick stack of reports, while Shikaku and Shisui stood to the side, their expressions serious.

Kakashi opened the report and read it page by page: "Hokage, in this operation, a total of 1,372 Konoha scoundrels were arrested. Among them, 456 people were suspected of serious violations of Konoha law, corruption, school bullying, and oppression of civilians. All of them have been detained in the police detention center and are awaiting further trial."

Ye Yan nodded, tapping his fingers rhythmically on the table: "Good. Bullying must be investigated more strictly, especially among the children at the Ninja Academy. Whether they can attend classes happily and train peacefully is directly related to the future of Konoha. Starting today, the Ninja Academy will implement a three-day weekend system, and taijutsu and ninjutsu courses will be conducted according to the new syllabus."

He paused, then continued, "The subsidies for Jonin to Genin will be redistributed according to this rule. In addition, we need to expedite the recruitment of workers for the factory. Konoha villagers who have passed the inspection will be given priority. They will be provided with food and lodging, and will work eight hours a day with double overtime pay. We want everyone who is willing to contribute to Konoha to live a dignified life. At the same time, we need to bring in new Konoha people. I want to make Konoha a golden identity in the entire ninja world. When that happens, we'll make green cards, and you'll need to pay ten million ryo to move in."

Kakashi, Shikaku, and Shisui took notes of each of them; they were all Ye Yan's right-hand men and the core force behind the reform of New Konoha.

Ye Yan's gaze fell on Shisui. He took out a small bottle from his pocket, which contained a pair of Mangekyou Sharingan eyes, Shisui's own eyes.

Shisui looked into those eyes, her expression complex.

These past few days he has been traveling around Konoha and has witnessed the changes in the village firsthand, as well as everything Ye Yan has done for Konoha.

"Zhi Shui," Ye Yan called his name.

"Yes," Shisui responded instinctively, then quickly corrected himself, "Hokage-sama."

Ye Yan smiled and played with the small bottle in his hand: "Looks like you're not completely stupid after all. Your way of addressing people has changed, and you're a bit smarter than before. However, I'll give your eyes back to you when you truly understand this village. Your cognitive level still needs improvement. Don't end up like the illiterate Uchiha Itachi."

He put the small bottle back into his pocket and sighed. The three-tomoe Sharingan was also very useful; he could wait.

Ye Yan took out another sealing scroll and handed it to Shisui: "This is the true Will of Fire. Go back and study it carefully. I will distribute it to all the Jonin of Konoha later."

Shisui opened the scroll, inside which was a neatly stacked row of books—"On the Will of Fire," "The Hokage's Mindset and Decision-Making Art," "1500 Essay Questions for the Jonin Exams in Konoha," "Grassroots Ninja Management and Psychological Counseling," "From the Warring States Period to the Ninja Village: A Brief History of Konoha"... Shisui's lips twitched. This was hardly the Will of Fire; it was clearly a reading list for the Jonin Exams.

Ye Yan said solemnly, "Konoha is about to add fifty Jonin positions. These Jonin will attend and participate in decision-making at every high-level meeting. I don't want people who are just filling positions; I only want the elite of the elite. The true Will of Fire is not about shouting slogans or making sacrifices, but about thinking about Konoha's future and protecting everyone in Konoha with actions. Reading, thinking, and practicing are all indispensable."

Kakashi, Shikaku, and Shisui exchanged a glance, all seeing shock in each other's eyes.

Ye Yan intends to incorporate every ninja of Konoha into the decision-making system, making everyone the master of Konoha, not a tool.

"Hokage, Jiraiya and Tsunade have returned," Kakashi reported. "And Orochimaru has also returned to Konoha."

Ye Yan's eyes lit up, and he activated his Instantaneous Movement Technique, instantly disappearing from the office with the three of them.

The next moment, they were already standing at the door of the second-generation laboratory.

The laboratory door was pushed open, and the little demon Tobirama was standing in front of the lab table, holding a tube of reagent in her hand, her white twin tails swaying behind her head.

On the other side, Orochimaru was flipping through experimental records, his long black hair hanging down his shoulders, his golden vertical pupils full of curiosity.

Jiraiya squatted in the corner, looking utterly bewildered, seemingly still reeling from the upheaval in Konoha.

Tsunade stood at the door, frozen as if struck by lightning.

She stared at Tobirama Uchiha before her, her lips trembling for a long time before she finally managed to squeeze out a sentence: "Second...Second Grandfather? Is that you? How did you become an Uchiha? Why is your hair white? What's going on with your Sharingan?"

The moment the three set foot on their homeland, the rumors ceased to be mere whispers in their ears and instead became a thunderbolt crashing down before their very eyes.

In the distance, the horizon was no longer the dense forest that ended the village in my memory.

Instead, what stretched to the horizon was a vast outline that was growing outward at a visible speed—the Konoha that Ye Yan had expanded, no, the Konoha Ninja Country.

The scaffolding, like the skeleton of a giant beast, stretched across the land for hundreds of kilometers, with smoke and the light of cursed seals rising and falling.

Jiraiya stopped in his tracks, his Adam's apple bobbing slightly, and quietly closed the latest volume of "Icha Icha Paradise" in his hand.

Orochimaru's vertical pupils narrowed slightly, revealing a pure scrutiny for the first time not because of his prey, but because of some creation beyond his comprehension.

Tsunade clenched her fists, her nails digging into her palms, the pain confirming the reality before her.

As they approached, the shock shrank from the macrocosm of the "nation" to the concrete reality of the "person".

The village entrance was no longer guarded by the lax guards of the past; instead, it was guarded by silent, uniformly dressed ninja soldiers.

In the streets and alleys, commoners and ninjas haggled over prices in the same shop, and the children no longer murmured the secret techniques of any clan, but rather the short phrase "New Will of Fire".

What suffocated the three of them the most was the Fire Shadow Rock in the center of the village. On the rock wall, the innocent face of an eleven-year-old boy was looking down at everything that he had completely crushed and then reassembled.

That gaze was calm, yet it sent chills down your spine more than any intimidating force.