The third generation Hokage sent Danzo to jail at the beginning

He covered his mouth and coughed - blood flowed out of his mouth.

Itachi's steps were unsteady, his vision was black, and he was about to fall. Ever since his last battle with Pein, his physical condition had been extremely poor, but he had never shown it.

He kept holding on.

"Aijiang, what's wrong with you? Did the kaleidoscope consume too much energy earlier?"

Sarutobi Hiruzen rushed forward and supported the staggering Itachi, while shouting outside the tent: "Call the imperial physician! Call the imperial physician Tsuna!"

Outside the tent, the Hokage's direct subordinates, Anbu Jia and Shen, immediately received orders to send a signal to Konoha headquarters, requesting the activation of the Flying Thunder God Formation.

……

Obito's secret base.

There were banners hanging everywhere.

"Today I study hard for my dream, tomorrow the moon will shine through eternity."

'The pen is like a kunai, slicing through the sea of ​​questions; the heart is like the moon, its eyes catching the brilliance.'

"If you can't learn it, then learn it to death!"

The loyal and brave Black Zetsu placed dinner at the door, a sandwich and a cup of hot milk, and then cheered Uchiha Obito who was in Room 3.

"Come on, Obito."

He was leaning on crutches, his body was very weak, and there were still burn marks on his blackened body from being pierced by lightning.

"Obito." Black Zetsu's voice was weak and severely injured. "Study hard and be sure to study hard."

Obito sat at his desk, a lamp hanging overhead. He wrote furiously, surrounded by a mountain of study materials. He scratched his hair frantically, his Sharingan eyes bloodshot. Orochimaru's fighting skills were only so-so, how could he have learned so much?

He heard Black Zetsu's cheers and responded loudly: "I'm learning, I'm learning!"

Last time, Black Zetsu took Kakashi's Raikiri attack, so he was naturally fine. A mere fatal wound couldn't defeat a filial son.

But after seeing Obito's sad expression, as he already regarded himself as a brother.

This bastard seems to be starting to believe in himself.

Black Zetsu had a flash of inspiration, and after returning to the base, he immediately said that his body structure was special and he would not die from this injury, but he was seriously injured and weak, and had to rely on crutches to walk.

He also said that he might not be able to help Obito much in the future, and could only mobilize White Zetsu to gather intelligence to a limited extent.

The tailed beast jinchuriki collected by Nagato also disappeared, and the plan to collect the tailed beasts returned to the starting point.

Also, although you, Obito, got the Rinnegan back, Nagato is dead. If you replace it with the Rinnegan, you will only be a second Nagato at best. No, not even as good as Nagato. You can't even use Chibaku Tensei, how can you fight the Five Kage?

The Kamui's mechanism has been exposed again. That bad guy Kakashi must have come that day with the intention of killing you. The road ahead is going to be very difficult.

Obito, oh Obito, the only way to quickly realize the Moon Eye now is to reawaken Uchiha Madara.

As for me, there's no need to worry. As long as I can achieve the Eye of the Moon, I'll die without regrets! If I can't achieve the Eye of the Moon, Rin will die with regrets, the Yondaime and his wife will die with regrets, the Uchiha clan will die with regrets, Kakashi will die with regrets, and I won't die with regrets either.

Black Zetsu kept putting pressure on Obito, forcing him to agree and start studying seriously.

As for why Hei Zetsu insisted on awakening Uchiha Madara, it was of course because Obito had removed the heart seal.

It makes me angry just thinking about it. This idiot boy's limited IQ is really being used to embarrass me when I'm trying to blacken Zetsu. If he hadn't exploded on his own, wouldn't it be really funny if he turned against me later and used his Backwards Draw to find that it didn't work?

But it’s okay, I, Black Zetsu, have a backup system from Uchiha Madara.

As long as Uchiha Madara comes out, I won't have to bother with this bastard who is always adding unnecessary things to my life.

Kick him away!

The lines have all been thought out.

"I, Black Zetsu, am the incarnation of Madara-sama's will! Hehehehe!"

Chapter 107 Please, Mr. Whitebeard

Konoha Hospital.

"quick!"

The footsteps in the corridor were hurried and chaotic, and several medical ninjas pushed a stretcher and rushed to the operating room.

On the stretcher, Uchiha Itachi's pale face was bloodless, with a trace of blood at the corner of his mouth. His eyes were closed, but his brows were still slightly furrowed, as if even in a coma, he had not yet been relieved from some heavy pain.

"Get out of the way! Get out of the way!" the leading medical ninja shouted sternly, and the crowd immediately dispersed to make a path.

Tsunade stood at the door of the operating room, her arms folded across her chest, her golden hair looking particularly sharp under the light. Her eyes were fixed on Itachi, her face solemn.

"Chakra disorder, organ failure, and..." She placed a hand on Itachi's chest, green medical chakra flickering slightly. "This kid, has he never taken his medicine as prescribed?"

Shizune quickly recorded the data and whispered, "His body has long been overdrawn. It's a miracle that he can still hold on until now... It looks like he hasn't taken any of the medicine Tsunade-sama prescribed for him."

"Self-destructive tendencies?" Tsunade snorted coldly and showed an annoyed expression. She hated patients who didn't listen to doctors the most. If it weren't for her medical ethics, she would have wanted to give up on this patient.

"I'll have to ask the old man to pay me more for this guy." Tsunade waved her hand and said helplessly: "Let's prepare for the operation now. This guy might not only lose his eyesight, but also his internal organs."

"Yes." Jingyin immediately began to make arrangements.

At the end of the corridor, a figure stood quietly.

"Itachi..." Sasuke leaned against the wall, watching all this quietly, his eyes complicated. "What on earth are you thinking about, you guy?"

After receiving the news from Orochimaru that the Hokage had returned to the village, he immediately wanted to find the Hokage to ask about Itachi. However, from a distance, he only saw a group of medical ninjas rushing into the hospital with a stretcher in a hurry, and even the Hokage himself hurried away.

Sasuke followed immediately, and what he saw was the dying Itachi being sent to the emergency room.

"There's no point in being anxious now." Naruto patted his shoulder and said, "Sasuke, whatever happens, let's talk about it later."

"I know." Sasuke put his hands in his pockets, his face extremely gloomy.

The door to the operating room slammed shut, and a red light came on. Sasuke's Sharingan unconsciously emerged.

Time passed slowly in the stagnant air.

Suddenly, the door was flung open, and a medical ninja wearing round-framed glasses rushed out, his voice urgent: "The patient needs a blood transfusion immediately! It must be from the patient's family, the Uchiha bloodline is special."

It is very clear to whom this is addressed.

Uchiha Sasuke put his hands in his pockets and said coldly: "He no longer has any family. They all died at his hands."

Sasuke turned and left: "Naruto, let's go."

Naruto looked at Sasuke's back and finally could only say: "Don't you want to ask?"

Sasuke stopped and turned back slowly: "Naruto, you are right. He must be killed by my own hands."

Sasuke walked towards the doctor and said in a deep voice: "Come on, even though he is an enemy, my blood might be able to save him."

The doctor looked Uchiha Sasuke up and down and said in a deep voice: "Okay."

Naruto approached and recognized the doctor, exclaiming: "Isn't this Kabuto-senpai? How did you go from being a Genin to a doctor!"

"I gave up martial arts to become a doctor." Kabuto explained casually, then waved to Sasuke: "Come on, follow me into the operating room."

Sasuke followed Kabuto into the operating room and saw Itachi lying unconscious under the operating light.

Inside the operating room, beneath the glaring light of the shadowless lamp, the unconscious Itachi lay quietly. Shizune expertly manipulated the medical instruments, the sharp, cold clink of metal against metal.

The moment the needle entered the vein, Sasuke turned his face away and stopped thinking about Uchiha Itachi.

The blood meandered through the transparent tubes, and the two Uchiha brothers were now physically connected by blood.

Tsunade continued the operation.

In a trance, Sasuke's memories came flooding back like a tide - the sparring on the training ground, the chatting under the eaves, and then that bloody night... and then quickly receded, leaving only the more distant, warm childhood fragments.

"The operation was successful. He's saved his life."

Sasuke's memories were interrupted.

Tsunade took off her gloves, the blood-stained rubber making a soft snap. She glanced at Sasuke and left the rest of the work to her assistants.

……

A rebuilt version of Konoha's special sanatorium.

The afterglow of the setting sun shines in through the newly installed oversized glass windows, dyeing the interior a warm amber.

Whitebeard sat cross-legged on the specially made super-wide tatami, and the low table in front of him creaked under the weight.

"Kulalala." He laughed heroically, the huge wine bowl in his palm like a toy, "Hokage, let that kid go to the sea with me for a while."

This was an active invitation. Ever since the Hokage came back, Whitebeard took the initiative to make an appointment with the Hokage.

The reason was probably because he had received a great favor from Itachi and wanted to do something in return.

He was not talking about Itachi now, but Uchiha Sasuke. After Itachi received emergency treatment, although he was out of danger, he still needed a long time to recuperate.

Whitebeard's proposal was a good idea. Although Sasuke was the king of stress resistance in the Uchiha clan, he was also a twisted person.

Putting him among a group of heroic people might help him to untie some knots in his heart.

Sarutobi Hiruzen sat cross-legged across from him, his pipe resting on his knees, staring at the wine swaying in his glass.

"The wind of the Moby Dick can blow away many obsessions." Whitebeard raised his head and drank the wine in the bowl, the wine dripping down his beard. "On the sea, there is nothing that cannot be let go."

Sarutobi Hiruzen began to think internally.

That's true, but safety is a major issue. Itachi's last move was too aggressive. Although Whitebeard's group had won temporarily, they wouldn't just be facing the navy next. They'd also have to face the Celestial Dragons, the Five Elders, and the Knights of God.

And that yellow-haired Ace, who even kidnapped Kaido's daughter! He caused another big trouble.

Purple Dog is still a long way from growing up. His development level in this peaceful environment may not be as good as that of the white-clothed Sasuke, and he may not be able to protect himself.

Sarutobi Hiruzen expressed his concerns.

"Kuhahahaha, don't worry. I'm in good physical condition now, and I can still lead my sons for a long time." Whitebeard laughed, obviously not taking the problem to heart. "Didn't you want to wipe us out back then? You couldn't do it."

Yes, if the Divine Knights were so powerful, Shanks wouldn't be the face of the pirates.

Besides, we have Kizaru and Shigaraki, and they have Nika.

Thinking of this, Sarutobi Hiruzen was about to agree, but the decision still had to be made by Sasuke himself.

"Then I'll leave it to you, Lord Whitebeard."

Whitebeard refilled his glass and raised it low to clink glasses with Sarutobi Hiruzen.

Chapter 108: North Naruto and South Sasuke will also disband

The pure white curtains in the ward swayed in the wind.

This is a single room.

Lying on the bed was Uchiha Itachi, who was already awake.

The first thing he said was: "You're still alive?"

The regular ticking of the medical equipment was particularly clear in the silent room, and the liquid in the infusion tube was flowing into his blood vessels drop by drop.

"Yeah, how can you just die so easily?"

Sasuke stood beside the bed, his hands in his pockets, a shadow covering half of his face.

"I haven't killed you yet."

Hearing Sasuke's voice, Uchiha Itachi tried to sit up, but he found that he had no strength to support the action.

He turned his head and could only make out the outlines of two hazy figures in his blurred vision.

"Just lie down, you piece of shit."

Itachi remained silent. Facing his brother in this state was too embarrassing.

"I already know everything." Sasuke's voice was as cold as ice, "I absolutely do not approve of your choice. So-"

He leaned over, the magatama in his Sharingan clearly visible: "When you recover, I will kill you openly."

Itachi's pupils contracted slightly.

Sasuke added: "Don't think about escaping by committing suicide. If you commit suicide, I will defect immediately."

Uchiha Itachi was surprised and could not help but persuade him: "You can have the best development in Konoha. The responsibility of revitalizing the Uchiha clan lies on you."

Sasuke smirked dismissively.

"idiot."