After traveling through time, I became friends with Tsunade

Deep in the dark underground, there is a vast and quiet space.

An old man, who is about to die and is in his twilight years, is sitting alone on a tattered stool.

His body seemed to carry endless vicissitudes of life, his eyes were empty and lifeless, and his head of white hair looked particularly desolate in this gloomy environment.

He just sat there quietly, with some pipes connected to his back that seemed to be slowly wriggling.

Next to the old man, two weapons were quietly placed - the Uchiha fan and the sickle.

And this old man is undoubtedly Uchiha Madara, who can only rely on the Outer Path Statue to prolong his life.

In front of him, there was a simple bed, on which lay a young man wrapped in bandages. It was Uchiha Obito.

Uchiha Obito slowly woke up from a seemingly endless coma. At first, his eyes were a little confused and at a loss.

"Am I... am I dead?"

He muttered to himself, his voice echoing in the silent space.

Suddenly, he realized that there was a white-haired old man beside him.

So, he asked hesitantly, "Grandpa, where is this place?"

"Between the underworld and the real world, the Uchiha clan members..."

Uchiha Madara slowly stood up, leaning on a cane in his hand, and walked in front of Uchiha Obito.

"Look at those eyes of yours. Could it be that you are also a member of the Uchiha clan, Grandpa?"

Uchiha Obito's gaze fell on Uchiha Madara's unique Sharingan, and a hint of curiosity flashed in his eyes.

"Well, whatever you think."

Uchiha Madara's face still had that expressionless look.

"Where is this place? It's pitch black and I can't see clearly. Grandpa, you just said that this is the gap between the underworld and the living world. Are you the god of death, the one who takes people to hell?"

Having said that, Uchiha Obito's gaze suddenly fixed on the sickle behind Uchiha Madara, which seemed to exude a strange aura.

"Ah! No, I don't want to die yet, help me! I just saw the sickle. Grandpa, you are definitely the god of death, and the god of death who is in charge of the Uchiha clan..."

Uchiha Obito struggled in horror to get up, his voice full of fear and panic.

"Ah, it hurts so much."

As soon as Obito moved, he couldn't help but let out a cry of pain.

"The fact that you can feel pain means you are still alive. However, it is a miracle that you are still alive. You were not killed by the stone. It's as if you penetrated the rock."

Uchiha Madara cursed White Zetsu in his heart, saying that he was more of a hindrance than a help. Fortunately, Uchiha Obito was lucky, otherwise, what he had planned would have been messed up again!

After Uchiha Madara's explanation, Obito gradually calmed down. A hint of curiosity appeared on his bandaged face, and he continued to ask:

"Grandpa, where did you find me?"

"You are lying in the underground tunnel I dug, surrounded by huge collapsed rocks.

However, although you survived, half of your body was smashed to pieces, and all I could do to help you was simply bandage it for you."

Uchiha Madara said slowly.

"Did you save me? Thank you! My name is Uchiha Obito, and I'm a man who aspires to become Hokage."

Uchiha Obito's voice was full of gratitude.

Uchiha Madara stared at Obito with his deep eyes and said slowly:

"It's too early to thank you now. I will make you repay this favor."

"What do you want me to do?" There was a hint of doubt in Obito's eyes.

"Also, Grandpa, who are you? Are you one of our tribesmen who was injured in the war and trapped here?"

"I am the ghost of the Uchiha - Uchiha Madara."

Uchiha Madara slowly sat back on the stone bench and spoke calmly in a lifeless tone.

"Madara... is..."

Uchiha Obito widened his only remaining eye, his face full of disbelief, and muttered: "My ancestor, Uchiha Madara?"

Then, he shouted excitedly: "How could Madara be alive until now? That happened so many years ago."

At this time, Uchiha Madara still had no expression on his face, and just said lightly: "For you, would you rather believe that I am the god of death?"

"Master Spot."

At this moment, a White Zetsu suddenly emerged from the ground: "It seems that this place has been discovered."

"It seems like we've been discovered?"

Uchiha Madara's expression finally changed slightly and he frowned slightly.

"Rin? And Kakashi?"

Uchiha Obito shouted excitedly, his eyes sparkling.

"By the way, I want to go back and leave here."

Uchiha Obito, who was missing an arm, was struggling to move his body. Although it was very strenuous, even when he fell under the bed, he still stubbornly used his chin to move forward.

"Okay, there is no exit here. To put it bluntly, neither you nor I can leave from here."

Uchiha Madara looked at Obito and said calmly, then turned his gaze to White Zetsu,

"What's the situation outside now?"

Bai Zetsu quickly replied: "The Inuzuka clan of Konoha has discovered this place. They have a keen sense of smell, so we dare not get too close."

"Ah."

Uchiha Madara just responded faintly.

"If you move again, the artificial body of Hashirama that we have put together with great difficulty will fall apart. Besides, even if they find out, they won't be able to smell the smell underground.

This is hell, cut off from everything in the human world."

Uchiha Madara's voice seemed to come from the underworld, with a hint of unquestionable majesty.

......

"Hokage-sama, this is it. The smell dissipates from here."

Inuzuka Jaw said to Yusuke respectfully, his tone very certain.

Yusuke frowned slightly and slowly walked to where Uchiha Obito disappeared.

Inuzuka Jaw immediately stepped forward and explained seriously: "Hokage-sama, this is indeed the place. We followed the scent and came here, and then the scent stopped."

"If we rule out the possibility that someone used space-time ninjutsu to take the person away, the remaining possibility is that he is underground?"

Yusuke crouched down, looking at the pile of rubble carefully with an attentive expression, fiddling with it gently with his fingers.

"underground?"

Inuzuka Jaw and several others could not help but look at each other, with a look of surprise on their faces. It was obvious that they had never thought about this problem before.

At the same time, Bai Zetsu, who was hiding in a big tree in the distance, finally saw through the gap who was coming.

He couldn't help but murmured in a low voice: "Hey, hey, hey... here comes someone who is not easy to deal with."

Another White Zetsu next to him also came over and whispered:

"Indeed, this is not easy to deal with."

"Go report to Master Madara."

The first White Zetsu spoke in a low voice, and then his figure slowly merged into the tree trunk, quietly left, and returned to the underground to convey the message.