Uchiha became Hokage

In the huge underground space, there are two vertical torches stuck diagonally on the wall, one on the left and one on the right.

Orange light illuminates the limited space.

Lying on the wooden bed was a kid about thirteen or fourteen years old. He was sleeping in an extremely ugly state.

Lying on the bed on his side, with a pillow in his arms, there was a trace of glistening saliva left on the corner of his mouth.

I didn’t know what I was dreaming about. I rubbed my face on the pillow and murmured, "Lin~"

Suddenly he turned over, from lying on his side to lying on his back.

After turning over, you can see that the right half of his face is scarred.

A hint of ferocity was brought to the rather delicate face.

The upper body was unclothed, and the streamlined muscles were just exposed to the air.

However, most of the left side of the body has normal skin color, while the smaller half of the right side and the right arm are strangely white.

It feels like it doesn't belong to this body.

As if he was dreaming of something again, the smile on his face disappeared and turned into a look of extreme reluctance.

"Kakashi, this guy knows how to steal my spotlight."

After a while, he was lying on one side again, holding the pillow with both hands and one of his legs on it.

He stretched out his face to face the pillow and murmured something in his sleep.

"Lin~"

An old man stood beside the bed, holding a sickle that emitted cold light. His face was criss-crossed with furrows, and most of his white hair stood stubbornly upright. Only a strand blocked his right eye, and the rest was draped over his shoulders.

Pale and lifeless.

He stared at the boy on the bed with wide eyes.

Seeing the young man like this, he actually nodded with satisfaction.

I saw him raising his right arm and stretching out a hand. The hand exposed outside the sleeve was dry and as thin as a rotten tree that could break at any time. The skin was wrinkled and clinging to the bones, like a body. It seemed like there was no flesh and blood left in it.

Just like this, a hand slowly placed on the young man's chest, and he didn't know what he did.

The expression of the boy who was still dreaming gradually became peaceful

"Madara-sama, the target has been captured and is now heading to the temporary base."

A humanoid creature with a swirling face stood next to him and said to the old man.

This creature's white skin looked like wood and enamel. It didn't look like a human being at all. However, the old man didn't care and just nodded in response after hearing his words.

He took a few more steps forward, and there were actually several white pipes connected to his back behind him, extending diagonally upward to a dark place where the firelight could not reach.

It seemed that something was being transported in the tube. Something in the middle obviously stretched the tube and was transported into the old man's body bit by bit.

And the wrinkles all over the old man's face actually disappeared a lot at this moment.

The skin of the arms that were originally tight together became tight at this moment, and the flesh and blood grew out of thin air, as if the age had regressed from 90 to 60.

The old man named Madara stretched out his hand and disconnected the pipe behind him.

As the pipe broke, he staggered. Fortunately, he relied on the huge scythe as tall as a person in his hand for support, and he was able to steady himself without falling.

I remember that the last time he walked, he opened the Samsara Eye and returned to Konoha Village, wanting to see clearly what the last message of the Sage of Six Paths was.

At that time, I was also very old. If I fell down while walking on the road, no one would dare to help me. Only the boy named Obito was lying on the bed.

He dares.

From that time on, Uchiha Madara was extremely optimistic about his junior.

And this boy was just as he imagined, with a huge amount of love in his heart.

He walked around the bed a few times with the sickle, and when he felt he was almost done, he let go of his hand.

The huge scythe in his hand fell to the ground with a clang.

The boy on the bed was still sleeping soundly.

It's like he didn't notice it.

"Lead the way. I don't have much time to waste. Once this is done, the goal will be achieved."

The white humanoid creature with a swirling face took two more steps forward and punched the huge stone wall in front of it that was a different color from the other walls.

After the rumbling sound, the stone wall was punched to create a large hole for people to pass through. The dark blue color outside indicated that the genius had just begun to shine.

As if he couldn't hear the loud noise, the boy lying on the bed still slept so peacefully.

The wind from outside blew in, and the light of the torch swayed suddenly.

The area illuminated by the light also changed a little at that moment.

In the briefly illuminated area, a stone chair sat there alone, seemingly leaning against an extremely huge tree.

The big tree is covered with large white cocoons, densely packed with thousands of them.

The big hole was blocked again, and the flickering fire light stabilized.

The boy lying on the bed had a nice curve on his lips.

The scarred face became much softer at this moment, with something called gentleness.

After Uchiha Madara came out of the underground space, he lay on the back of Uzumaki-faced White Zetsu.

They are now in a huge underground cavity.

Uzumaki-faced Shiro did not immediately jump up with Madara on his back, but looked back at him

"Madara-sama, you haven't been out of the underground space for so many years. If you want to relieve yourself now, I can wait for you nearby for a while."

Uchiha Madara thought he had some information, but what he heard was this news.

Even though his face, which had been expressionless for many years, was paralyzed, the corners of his mouth still couldn't help but twitch suddenly.

"Hurry up and get on your way"

After scolding him loudly, he closed his eyes, as if Bai Jue underneath him was some kind of failure.

I don't want to say another word.

Knowing that he would never have the chance to see humans making poop up close, Uzumaki-faced White Zetsu squatted down on both legs, jumped lightly and stepped on the wall to use his strength, and appeared on the ground.

Seeing the lush trees, Uzumaki-faced Bai Zetsu turned around to recognize the direction, and then walked through the forest with Madara Uchiha on his back.

Kaguya Ryoyu stood in the cave, with Terumi Mei in front of him, Ao and seven strange-looking Kirigakure ninjas.

Even though she was Terumi Mei, she stood one position behind these seven people.

Because these seven people are the legendary Seven Ninja Swordsmen of Kirigakure Village.

Regarding the battle with the Fire Country, the Third Mizukage suppressed all the treasures that Kirigakure Village could hold.

In addition to staying in the village to suppress the Six-Tails, he also sent out the Kaguya clan, the Minazuki clan, the Oniden clan, and the three-tailed Jinchūriki.

He still felt that this was not enough. Not long ago, the seven Ninja Swordsmen had just completed their mission, so he packed up and sent all seven of them here.

The seven people who had just arrived here had to sigh at Mr. Mizukage's cunningness.

Seeing a large group of old, weak, sick and disabled people in the Kirigakure camp, they knew that the front line was not doing well.

He wanted to lead everyone to fight Konoha again, but he told them that they had run out of food.

Everyone has no strength

Now prepare to go back with the army.

How can they endure this?

You really think they are fruit ninjas, right?

I just wanted to go to the enemy camp with seven people and kill them seven in and seven out.

At this time, the Supreme Temporary Commander Kaguya Ryouyu came up with an idea.

Since we can't fight head-on, let's steal the house.