Immortality begins with the ninjas of Konoha

This behavior has caused trouble for many people in the clan, and raising ninja dogs has become a costly affair.

What makes things even more difficult for the Inuzuka clan is that hard training is not as effective as spending money on medicine to improve their strength. The more money they spend, the stronger they become, and a competitive spending culture has even emerged within the clan.

Konoha Hospital has made a lot of money by launching "packages" for ninja dogs, and the veterinary department has more and more revenue-generating projects, attracting nobles to come with their pets.

"Blackball and the others really should be more restrained; they can't always spend the money they earn."

"As for improving her strength, I don't have any good methods. When she enrolls in school later, we can let her enter the medical department, which will help save the family money."

“Ninja dogs are different from humans; they can absorb secret medicine more easily. Ninjas only grow rapidly in strength when they are close to adulthood.”

"The best way to close the gap is to work twice as hard!"

As he finished speaking, Furukawa smiled at the shy child opposite him. Inuzuka Hana stared at the mark of the Hundred Healings, her mind filled with the gentle smile of her older brother, and for a moment she stared blankly at it.

The four-year-old girl simply thought that Osamu Furukawa was handsome and gentle, completely different from his mother who usually had a fiery temper, and was involuntarily attracted to him.

Inuzuka Tsurugi also turned her head awkwardly. Humans all yearn for beautiful things, and she was no exception. After controlling her emotions, she complained again:

"Without the war, everyone has become complacent."

"Having a better job and making money more easily is addictive; no wonder the Uchiha clan chose to go to their ancestral land for arduous training."

"They are a wealthy family after all; they anticipated this situation long ago."

"Hua, you must study hard when you start school. If Heiwan keeps spending money so extravagantly, your younger brother won't be able to support you."

Inuzuka Hana turned to look at her younger brother in the baby basket beside her. Thinking of the situation at home, the little girl obediently lowered her head in response:

"Yes, Mother."

"These little gifts will help your ninja dog grow better. After another week of hard work, you will be able to be discharged from the hospital soon."

When Furukawa Osamu took his leave, he gave Inuzuka Hana several bottles of secret medicine. The girl accepted them with both hands and nodded shyly. Even after her older brother left, she stood blankly at the door.

"Alright, Hua! Put the gift away, don't just stand there like an idiot."

"Mother, Lord Xiu is so beautiful..."

Back at the bedside, Inuzuka Hana didn't know how to best describe her feelings, so she could only whisper them to herself. Inuzuka Tsuru gently rubbed his daughter's head and sighed softly:

"Just keep your aspirations; it's very difficult for ordinary ninjas to enter the world of geniuses."

"You'll understand what I'm saying when you grow up. Your brother only needs one-tenth of Xiu's talent."

...

Around noon, when Furukawa Osamu entered another intensive care unit, Uchiha Itachi immediately jumped down from his chair and bowed respectfully.

Good afternoon, teacher!

"Mom feels great. Will I be able to see my little brother in a few days?"

He has a different aura than Itachi Uchiha, who just celebrated his birthday. He has become more composed after experiencing killing, and he doesn't seem like a 4-year-old child at all.

"Alright, Itachi, maybe it's a little sister!"

"I'm so sorry to have troubled you these past few days. I didn't expect this little guy to react so strongly."

Uchiha Mikoto, leaning against the headboard, smiled and expressed her gratitude. Furukawa Osamu came to the bedside, quickly recording data and smilingly reminding her:

"There should be less than a week left. Given the hospital's current level of medical ninjutsu, there shouldn't be any problems."

"Itachi seems to really like this child."

Uchiha Itachi nodded. Although the adults didn't believe him, he could really sense his younger brother. That feeling of blood connection made him want to protect him.

Mikoto Uchiha could naturally sense the change in her son, and a look of tenderness appeared in her eyes when she thought of her husband's strict demands:

"I hope this child won't have to suffer like Itachi."

"I will protect my younger brother and make sure he grows up happily like other children."

Itachi Uchiha made a solemn promise that he had learned to control his emotions, and thinking of his unborn younger brother, he would never let him experience what he was going through.

Being a normal child is enough; there are no strict requirements, and there's no need to experience the real ninja world.

Itachi hoped to become his younger brother's support, so that he could empathize with the happy life his brother experienced, which would make up for some of the regrets in his heart.

Furukawa Osamu smiled and offered encouragement again, and only after seeing the arrival of the Uchiha clan members did he leave with Itachi.

At lunchtime, the two went to the rooftop, from where they could see the peaceful scene of the village and faintly hear children's laughter. Uchiha Itachi suddenly turned his head and asked:

“Teacher, my father told me that a ninja’s job is to kill.”

“Other villages are indeed not like Konoha; they seem to be hostile to each other because of missions.”

"The peace we enjoy now is because the village has a powerful ninja like our teacher."

"If someone could become a ninja better than anyone else, could that power eliminate all the conflicts in the ninja world?"

When he finished killing, Itachi Uchiha could always sense the other person's desire for life. He disliked this kind of fighting and did not want his unborn younger brother to experience it as well.

Itachi, who longed for a peaceful life, rarely showed any longing on his face. He was too embarrassed to express his ideals in front of his teacher, so he could only ask questions in this indirect way.

"It seems that Chief Fugaku has taken you through a lot. In this magical world with the power of chakra, anything is possible."

"Does Itachi want to become such a powerful ninja? You have the talent."

"However, it is not easy to achieve such a goal on one's own, since most of the time people cannot understand each other."

Itachi Uchiha nodded somewhat embarrassedly; this was indeed his current wish. He looked at Osamu Furukawa again and asked expectantly:

"Shouldn't the teacher be able to achieve this goal? I haven't encountered a ninja stronger than the teacher yet."

"Becoming the best ninja is not my goal."

Seeing the confused look on Itachi Uchiha's face, Osamu Furukawa suddenly burst out laughing. It was indeed quite amusing to have such a serious discussion about life goals with "Little Radish Head":

"Even the most powerful ninja will eventually come to an end."

"Having mastered the wondrous power of chakra, one naturally seeks eternity."

"The world is vast, and there may be other special worlds beyond our planets. Only eternal life can find these pleasures."

Young Itachi Uchiha didn't understand his teacher's aspirations, but he was moved by the emotion, a smile appearing on his face. He stopped thinking about the killings and softly replied:

"My teacher is indeed different from my father and the others!"

"Although I don't understand, I believe that once the teacher achieves his goal, he will be able to end all the disputes."

-

On the morning of July 23, Mikoto Uchiha gave birth to her second child. Both mother and child were safe and sound, and Fugaku Uchiha, who came to the hospital, also had a relieved smile on his face.

"I have obtained the Third Hokage's consent, so let's name this child Sasuke!"

"I hope he can become a strong and great ninja like the Third Hokage's father."

Fugaku Uchiha announced his youngest son's name, and Itachi Uchiha, standing to the side, looked at the little one in his mother's arms with a joyful expression on his face:

"Is my younger brother named Uchiha Sasuke? That's a nice name."

Mikoto Uchiha held Sasuke with a loving expression, and perhaps sensing the gazes of the crowd, little Sasuke suddenly burst into tears.

Furukawa Osamu's spirit was watching the reincarnation of Indra's chakra by the bedside, but despite his full sensitivity, he did not sense the familiar aura he expected.

When I first collected the power from Madara Uchiha, the feeling of resistance I felt wasn't an illusion; it seemed to retain a trace of instinct, though I can't sense it at all now.

"Is it because they haven't awakened yet?"

"Or is it that the remaining power is no longer able to be manifested?"

Furukawa Osamu's spirit showed a thoughtful expression. The [Collection] ability seemed to be stronger than he had expected. He had received all the information carried by Indra's chakra.

Sasuke, wailing loudly, seemed to sense the danger. Furukawa Osamu looked at the soft little guy and silently wished him well.

"Live peacefully with your brother's blessing, and never awaken this power again."

Sasuke calmed down after Furukawa Osamu's spirit left. Uchiha Itachi, who was standing next to him, breathed a sigh of relief. Seeing his mother smiling at him, he lowered his head in embarrassment.

"Itachi, come and hug your little brother!"

Fugaku Uchiha wanted to say something after hearing his wife's words, but Mikoto Uchiha noticed her son's expectation and softly added:

"Be careful, it's alright. Itachi is our genius."

Uchiha Itachi carefully took Sasuke into his arms, and to his surprise, the little guy suddenly smiled the moment his older brother held him.

The innocent smile touched Itachi Uchiha, and the pain from a month of killing was diluted by his younger brother's smile:

"Sasuke, I will protect you!"

At noon, the Uchiha clan chief gave small gifts to the medical team members, and everyone was very happy to receive them.

After returning to her office, Shizune joined in the gossip. Snake Ci, who had just been transferred from the Dark Division to the medical department, seized the opportunity to sigh:

"Boys tend to resemble their mothers more, and Chief Fugaku's children will all grow up to be handsome!"

The girls immediately agreed, saying that Uchiha Mikoto was very beautiful and that the two children would definitely be good too.

For some unknown reason, Shizune blushed slightly and looked at Furukawa Osamu beside her, asking in a low voice:

"Xiu, do you think boys or girls are better?"

"Kids are all pretty much the same, aren't they?"

Furukawa Osamu responded with a smile, and seeing Shizune's blank, lost look, he put another piece of pork chop on the girl's plate.

"Eat more, as you need to supplement your protein intake while you are growing."

Shizune glanced instinctively at her flat chest, suddenly remembered Tsunade-sensei, and immediately began to eat heartily:

"I haven't even developed yet, but I'm sure I'll have a perfect figure like Tsunade-sensei in the future!"

...

Late at night, in the Root laboratory, Orochimaru frowned as he looked at the newly assembled "container." His Sharingan with its three tomoe seemed to be rejecting Hashirama's cells.

Even those with the bloodline of the Uchiha clan cannot be compatible with this primal power.

This is a valuable material that Orochimaru collected on the battlefield. A body with three tomoe Sharingan is rare. It was only thanks to Fugaku Uchiha leading his clan in a desperate battle that he was able to find an opportunity.

Ye Cang turned pale upon seeing this scene. She had almost been devoured by the cells back then, and if it weren't for Furukawa Osamu reversing the mutation, she would have become a puppet by now.

"Record the data. It seems we still need a stronger Uchiha bloodline."

"This rejection reaction is so strong that even basic ninjutsu cannot be controlled, let alone perfectly contain my Sage Chakra."

After giving the order, Orochimaru turned and left. The experimental subject, who was in a living dead state, had his shoulder mostly corroded, and the woody skin made him feel anxious.

Orochimaru went to another laboratory to look through the scrolls and wait for Furukawa Osamu to arrive. He tried to calm himself down and concentrate, but to no avail.

Frowning, Orochimaru pulled out a scroll, broke the seal, and after carefully reading it, his brow furrowed even deeper:

"Kill the one you love most?"

"To allow extreme pain to generate more pupil power?"

"Is this why Madara Uchiha was able to awaken the Mangekyou Sharingan back then?"

Orochimaru pondered to himself that the information obtained through the exchange could not be completely trusted, but this method of stimulating the Mangekyou Sharingan was worth a try.

Retrieving the information he had collected from another pile of scrolls in the laboratory, Orochimaru stared at the investigation into Uchiha Shisui and finally identified a few individuals:

"I hope this time I won't be disappointed again."

Chapter 162 The Ninja Profession Should Disappear...

In early August, Obito Uchiha, who had been traveling the ninja world, had been away from Konoha for three months. Accompanied by White Zetsu, he had fully recovered.

Unlike the peaceful scene in Konoha Village, the small countries near the Land of Wind are still in a state of chaos.

Although Sunagakure is in a slightly better position, the situation is still far from optimistic.

Obito witnessed several ninjas being forced to give up their profession because they couldn't support their families, and he also witnessed older ninjas fighting each other over the completion of a mission.

The so-called allies did not solve the potential problems of Sunagakure; instead, they helped the old men in the village gain a foothold.

No defensive barrier could stop Obito, but after staying in Sunagakure for half a month, the White Zetsu he was possessing couldn't take it anymore:

"Lord Madara, we should leave here!"

“We are hit by sandstorms every day. The environment is terrible, and we still can’t find any news about resurrection.”

"If I stay here any longer, I'm going to be roasted to death by the sun overhead."