Naruto: Become Uchiha Madara’s mobile health pack

Tofu project?

Samana remained calm, but frowned slightly. He asked Ban: "What is a shoddy project?"

Madara obviously didn't expect that Samana's focus would be so strange. He almost choked on his own saliva. Knowing the meaning but not knowing how to explain it to Samana, he pointed at the Kamui next to him.

"He taught me this word, you ask him."

Shenwei was peeling an orange at that time. His hand that was peeling the orange paused, and he pointed at the tip of his nose, "Me?"

When had he ever said this word to his classmate?

Alas, it’s no longer important.

To win the war, it would be enough to leave people to take care of them on the spot. Konoha now has no extra place to house these prisoners of war from the losing side.

They have completely seen what kind of strength Konoha has. Unless they want to exterminate clans and villages, they should not make any more big or small moves.

Whether to join Konoha or not is no longer up to Samana to say no. Either he will be destroyed or he will join Konoha. There are only two options in front of him.

Madara didn't agree with Hashirama's practice of escaping, so he simply didn't let Hashirama come into contact with Samana.

It only took Madara, Kamui and Tobirama just half a day to completely defeat Samana with the combination of kindness and power, and the alternating use of promises and intimidation.

Samana was taken down, and the three of them breathed a sigh of relief at the same time, and the tall figure slumped on the floor.

For a long time, no one spoke. When Hashirama opened the curtain and went in, he only saw these three people lying there gasping for breath, as if they had run a marathon.

Hashirama was a little confused. He looked at his best friend and then at his younger brother, "What's wrong with you? Did you wrestle with the Samana?"

Not getting the answer he wanted, Hashirama sat down next to Tobirama and said to himself: "Shamon is so strong, he looks like a sumo wrestling master at first glance."

As soon as he said this, the three people who were paralyzed on the ground couldn't help laughing, and the scattered laughter gradually turned into laughter.

Tobirama rarely stretched out his arm to wrap around Hashirama's shoulders, and without any explanation, he pulled Hashirama to the ground and lay down together.

Hashirama's reaction was a little slow at the critical moment, and he still hadn't figured out what everyone was laughing at.

He frowned, his voice not loud but slightly dissatisfied, "You three versus Samana alone, even if you win, it is not a glorious method. At the very least, you have to call in a few more Sunagakure ninjas to make up the number."

Laughing and laughing, the three guys finally calmed down.

Hashirama felt the hands on his shoulders tighten. He turned to look at his brother and saw Tobirama staring blankly at the roof of the tent, but the corners of his mouth turned up in a big arc.

He heard Tobirama say: "This day is really coming. It's not a dream, it's real."

Kamui and Madara on the other side also nodded in agreement. The five ninja villages of the five major countries were unified. The scattered ninja clans and ninjas have basically joined the big family of Konoha, even the remaining ninjas. I have also seen clearly the strength of Konoha, and it is only a matter of time before joining.

It took them several years, almost ten years.

They spent ten years doing things that no one before them could do or even thought about.

Unifying all the ninjas and ninja clans in the ninja world, the ninjas ended the thousands of years of disputes. They no longer killed each other for the will of their employers and for resources, but embarked on a path that no one had ever walked before.

For them, this road is like crossing the river by feeling for stones, but they are confident that this is the right path.

It is already so difficult for people to live in this world, and ninjas should no longer live in the past, relying on killing their own kind to obtain survival resources.

Kamui thought about his life experience from the moment he came into this world to now, and he felt a lot of emotions for a while.

Unifying the ninja world and ushering in peace was initially just a goal he found for himself that was not too boring and relatively meaningful.

Because he couldn't feel emotion or love, his brain was filled with hatred. He lived with hatred and lost interest in many things.

In this way, he casually and thoughtfully found such a goal for himself, which seemed very difficult and very great. By the way, he also roped in all the big guys from the Warring States Period into this plan.

I want to be famous in history, I want to be famous forever, I want to be the one who stands on the top of the ninja world and rewrites the history of the ninja world.

It seems that this is the only way to fit the life path of a time traveler.

And he, after experiencing so many twists and turns, actually ushered in such a day.

I had mixed feelings in my heart, and my throat seemed to be choked by a hand. It was so blocked that I couldn't make a sound.

He slowly covered his face with his hands, completely covering the beautiful face with his palms.

Warm liquid filled his eyes, and finally flowed down, making his face extremely moist.

Kamui felt Madara's arm stretch out and silently hugged him into his arms, allowing him to lean against his chest with peace of mind.

Uchiha Madara didn't care about other people's eyes, nor did he say any words of comfort. He conveyed all the comfort to Kamui with just this action.

Kamui didn't want to cry, but he was really excited inside. Thinking of the feats they had accomplished together under his intervention, just thinking about these things made his chest want to boil with excitement.

It felt like I was standing on top of the clouds, and I was about to jump off from here in the next second.

Passing through the air with resistance, he jumped into the bottom of the bottomless abyss. When he was about to fall to the bottom, a pair of wings grew out of thin air. He flapped his wings vigorously, and then soared into the sky again.

That kind of excitement that was so full that it was sour, so full that it wanted to overflow, but in the end it could only turn into hot tears.

Madara understood, Tobirama understood, they felt the same way, and Hashirama, after a moment's delay, also understood.

Without divine power, they would probably have stopped at building a village, guarding their families and tribesmen, and living in the village.

They were manipulated by daimyo, feared or threatened by other ninja villages, and after their death, endless wars started over the competition for resources, again and again, the same reincarnation.

It was precisely because of Kamui that they did not take that relatively easy road, but instead embarked on a completely different path to unify the ninja world.

I expected success, but more often than not it was failure, but I still felt it was meaningful to do so.

Fortunately, they succeeded.

At such a historic moment, there were four people in the camp, but they fell into unprecedented silence.

Words are not enough to express the excitement of this moment when the wish to participate in a grand event has come true. After people are excited to a certain extent, they lose the desire to talk. All words are not enough to express their mood at the moment.

They all also know that there is no need to say anything more, because between people who share the same mind, there is no need to rely on language to express it in a simple way.

The peace they had been looking forward to for so long was already waving to them not far ahead.

And all they need to do is run a few steps and catch up quickly.