Chapter 38: The village was built and named Konoha (two parts combined...)
A few days later.
Madara Uchiha still hadn't put into practice the extreme demand made by Mikatsu. Although he was seriously considering it, the more he thought about it, the more he felt that the demand was too cruel and harsh for Hashirama.
How could one expect a leader who cherishes his people to personally execute his own compatriots?
Yan Sheng saw Ban's hesitation and understood.
Just as I expected.
No wonder Izuna always angrily said that Madara was bewitched by Hashirama Senju. Now it seems that it was not an exaggeration.
Madara's hesitation and concerns prove that his relationship with Hashirama Senju is not as simple as that of ordinary rivals or potential allies, but rather a deep friendship where they genuinely consider each other's situation and interests.
This kind of relationship is quite rare.
However, while Yan Sheng understood, his plan wouldn't be halted by Ban's personal feelings. Ban's continued delays would only waste time, allowing the possibility of an alliance to be worn down by endless internal arguments and external risks.
Yan Sheng lowered his eyes, his fingers twitching slightly.
—The opportunity will come soon.
That day, Madara and Izuna came to visit Mikatsu. Mikatsu had suffered a mental blow due to his mother's death, and his recent behavior was not quite normal, which worried them.
The three brothers rarely got together, and the atmosphere was initially quite harmonious. Izuna even peeled an apple and handed it to Kokushiro.
After a few casual words, Yan Sheng, estimating the time was right, put down his half-eaten apple, turned his gaze to Ban, and calmly got to the point: "Brother Ban, have you thought about the request I made that day?"
This was abrupt and didn't immediately catch on: "What are your requirements?"
Izuna, standing nearby, immediately perked up his ears, his suspicious gaze shifting between the two: "A request? What request? Madara-nii, Mikikatsu, what have you been plotting behind my back?"
Madara then remembered that Yan Sheng was referring to the "test" aimed at Hashirama Senju. A barely perceptible hint of embarrassment flashed across his face as he tried to gloss over it: "Oh, that matter... I'm still considering it; it requires further thought."
"What matter requires further consideration?" Izuna persisted, his "political acumen" immediately sensing that this matter might be of great importance. "Brother, Yan Sheng, what exactly are you talking about?"
Yan Sheng looked at Izuna and said slowly and calmly, "A plan that can effectively test the Senju's sincerity and may persuade you to accept the alliance."
"Oh? To test Senju's sincerity?" Izuna seized on the key phrase, raising an eyebrow with interest. "What plan? Tell me about it."
Madara felt a headache coming on. He hadn't expected Kokukatsu to bring this up so directly in front of Izuna, and tried to stop him: "Kokukatsu, this matter..."
But Yan Sheng no longer gave him a chance to delay, and stated the plan exactly as it was: "to require Senju Hashirama to swear a blood oath to personally execute any Senju clan member who breaks the alliance."
As Yan Sheng narrated, Izuna's expression shifted from doubt to shock, and then from shock to an extremely complex look, a mixture of scrutiny and a hint of pleasure.
Upon hearing this, the room fell into a deathly silence.
Izuna glanced at the expressionless Yan Sheng, then at his older brother, whose face was grim as he tried to stop him but failed. After a long silence, he spoke in a strange tone:
"...Yan Sheng, did you come up with this?"
This plan was too ruthless, too decisive, and too... perfectly aligned with his deep-seated, irreconcilable hatred and extreme distrust of the Senju clan. He had never imagined that an alliance could be "tested" in this way! It was practically putting Hashirama Senju on a raging fire.
Yan Sheng faced Izuna's piercing gaze, his expression unchanged, and responded with a flat "Mm".
It was as if he had only offered a trivial suggestion.
"Haha... Hahaha!" Izuna suddenly chuckled, his laughter carrying a hint of sudden realization. "Good! What a perfect test of sincerity!"
He suddenly turned to Madara, whose face was embarrassed, his eyes gleaming with excitement: "Brother! I think Yan Sheng's suggestion is excellent! Absolutely perfect! Let's bring it up with Hashirama Senju, and I want to see if his dream of 'peace' is as sincere as he claims."
"Izuna!" Madara hissed, his brow furrowed. "Don't join in the commotion! This request is excessive—"
"Excessive? Where is it excessive?" Izuna interrupted excitedly. "It was Hashirama Senju who kept talking about forming an alliance and peace! If that's the case, then show some sincerity! If you don't even have this much determination, what are you talking about resolving hatred? What are you talking about building a future together? It's nothing but empty talk!"
“Even Yan Sheng could see it clearly: peace can never be achieved through empty talk! It requires ironclad rules and blood-forged guarantees. In history, what real change has ever occurred without bloodshed? So-called ‘revolutions’ that cannot shed blood are nothing more than self-deceiving temporary compromises.”
Izuna pressed closer, his gaze fixed intently on Madara: "Brother, what are you hesitating about? Since the demands are equal, if the Senju can do it, then we Uchiha will never back down! When the time comes, I will definitely not stop you anymore."
His voice suddenly turned serious and firm: "On the contrary, I will fully support you."
spot:"......"
Looking at the emotionally charged Izuna, and then at the silent and calm Yan Sheng to the side, Madara's heart was in turmoil.
On one hand, he was puzzled that his younger brother could come up with such a ruthless plan; on the other hand, Izuna's words were like a wedge driven into his heart.
Izuna was the core of the most resolute force within the clan who opposed (though he wasn't as vehemently opposed after Hashirama Senju saved Michikatsu) and allied with the Senju. Furthermore, as Izuna's prestige within the clan grew, more and more clan members leaned towards him—even though he was the clan leader, Izuna handled most of the clan affairs, and with Hashirama's tacit approval, he was now the one with the most influence within the clan.
If Izuna nods in agreement... the biggest internal obstacle to the alliance will be easily overcome.
Yan Sheng observed his two elder brothers' reactions and spoke up again at the opportune moment: "Brothers, making a request doesn't necessarily mean expecting the other party to agree. It's merely a statement, a bottom line. If they agree, it proves the Thousand Hands are sincere, and an alliance is possible. If they don't agree..."
He paused, his gaze sweeping over Izuna. "That proves that the so-called peace is nothing but a castle in the air, and it can also completely shatter some unrealistic fantasies, allowing everyone to see reality. In any case, the Uchiha will not suffer any losses."
These words completely convinced Izuna. He nodded vigorously: "That's right! Brother, Yan Sheng is right, we must get them to give us an attitude! An attitude that can convince us Uchiha. So, this request must be made."
Looking at his two younger brothers, whose attitudes were unprecedentedly unanimous—one agitated and forceful, the other calm and ruthless—Ban knew that he could no longer avoid the situation.
“I understand.” He sighed. “I will go and talk to Hashirama.”
Upon hearing this, Izuna's eyes shone with an astonishing light, and the corners of his mouth turned up.
Yan Sheng nodded slightly, as if he had already anticipated this outcome.
The objective has been achieved.
Now, let's see how the Thousand Hands clan leader responds.
As night fell, a cat, entirely black except for its four white paws, silently slipped into the Senju clan's territory, like a ghost blending into the darkness.
It moved nimbly and swiftly, and knew the patrol patterns and weak points of the barrier of the Thousand Hands territory like the back of its hand—a skill that was clearly acquired through countless reconnaissance trips.
It skillfully evaded the patrolling ninjas and finally, like a black lightning bolt, darted into a half-open window of the Senju clan chief's residence.
In the room, Hashirama Senju, who was reviewing documents, seemed to sense something and looked up.
When he saw the black cat sitting elegantly on the windowsill, licking its paws, his resolute face showed no surprise or wariness, but rather a knowing and gentle smile.
"It's you, Maru." Hashirama put down his pen, his tone as familiar as greeting an old friend. "Madara was looking for me?"
The black cat meowed, flicked its tail, tossed the scroll coiled on its tail to Hashirama Senju, then turned and disappeared back into the night, moving like the wind.
Hashirama picked up the scroll and unfolded it. It contained only a few simple words in Madara's handwriting: "Same place, urgent, come quickly."
Hashirama frowned slightly; Madara rarely used the word "urgent matter." Without further delay, he immediately stood up, his figure disappearing from the room in the next second.
Nanhe River.
The location where the two secretly met countless times during their childhood.
Ban was already waiting there, his back looking somewhat tense in the moonlight. Hearing the whooshing sound behind him, he turned around, a rare hint of embarrassment and hesitation on his face.
"Hashirama." His voice was a little hoarse.
"Madara, what's wrong? What happened?" Hashirama quickly stepped forward and asked with concern.
Madara took a deep breath, as if he had made a tremendous decision. He avoided Hashirama's direct gaze and, with a forced smile, repeated the request that Mikatsu had made: "...An alliance is possible, but in order to gain the trust of the Uchiha, you need to swear a blood oath, promising to personally execute any Senju clan member who dares to break the alliance or provoke conflict in the future, regardless of their identity. Furthermore, this will be an ironclad rule added to the Senju clan's regulations."
After saying this, Ban himself felt that the request was too absurd, and immediately added, "I know this request is a bit excessive. If you feel it's difficult, just pretend I didn't say anything, and we can think of another way."
He imagined that Hashirama might be angry, might feel insulted, might refuse outright, or might even be disappointed in him because of it.
However, none of his expectations came true.
After listening, Hashirama Senju fell into a long silence. He lowered his head, the strands of hair falling across his forehead obscuring his expression, only his clenched fists revealing the turmoil in his heart.
The surrounding air seemed to freeze, leaving only the murmuring sound of the Namka River.
Madara's heart sank little by little. Just when he thought Hashirama would storm off, Hashirama slowly raised his head.
The moonlight illuminated his face, which showed no anger, no difficulty, only a heavy resolve. His eyes were like tempered steel, utterly unwavering.
Looking directly into Madara's eyes, Hashirama Senju uttered three words in a calm and powerful voice: "I agree."
"W-what?" Madara thought he had misheard, his pupils dilating in shock. "Hashirama, do you know what you're saying? This means—"
“I know.” Hashirama interrupted him, his tone calm yet containing an undeniable power. “It means that I will personally extinguish any spark that might disrupt the peace, even if it originates from my own blood relatives. It means that I will become the most ruthless clan leader in the history of the Senju clan.”
He stepped forward, his gaze fixed intently on Madara: "But Madara, if this is the price that must be paid for peace, if this is the trial that must be passed to gain the trust of the Uchiha... I am willing to bear it."
"I believe that true peace deserves to be protected by the strictest rules. I also believe that the vast majority of people on both sides of our society yearn for peace and would not voluntarily cross this line."
He paused, his voice growing deeper and more sincere, carrying a heart-stirring truth: "Moreover, I believe you. Since you've made this request of me, there must be a reason. I believe your pursuit of peace is as genuine as mine."
Ban stood there, speechless, and opened his mouth, but couldn't utter a single word.
He had prepared countless persuasive words and countless reasons to defend himself, but he never expected to receive such a straightforward, heavy, and...unwavering response.
Hashirama Senju...this man...
Madara left the Naka River with indescribable shock and emotion. Hashirama Senju's unwavering "I agree" weighed heavily on his heart like a boulder, yet it also ignited a resolute flame within him.
He absolutely could not betray Hashirama's trust.
Upon returning to the Uchiha clan's territory, Madara immediately sought out Izuna and Kokushibo.
The three sat facing each other.
Looking at his two younger brothers, Madara took a deep breath and relayed Hashirama's reply verbatim, including Hashirama's remarks about "protecting peace" and "bearing the consequences."
After he finished speaking, an eerie silence fell over the study.
Quan Nai: "..."
His expression was extremely complex, first one of extreme shock and disbelief, as if he had heard a fairy tale, then it turned into a deep confusion and scrutiny, his brows furrowed tightly, and finally, all these emotions settled into an indescribable silence.
He opened his mouth, as if he wanted to question or refute, but seeing his brother's serious and moved expression, all the words stuck in his throat.
He was actually also intimidated by Hashirama Senju's frankness and decisiveness.
Yan Sheng remained calm as always. He didn't even show the slightest surprise, as if this answer was already expected.
He wasn't surprised at all.
He understood Madara Uchiha's temperament. His older brother appeared strong and cold, but in reality, he was sensitive and discerning, with extremely high emotional needs, though he never easily revealed them.
If Hashirama Senju were the kind of person who is two-faced, treacherous, and cunning, he would never have been able to open Madara's heart, let alone make Madara cherish their relationship so much.
Only a passionate, sincere, and unreserved emotional investment can break through the layers of defenses in someone's heart and build such a strong relationship.
Hashirama Senju was clearly this type of person. Therefore, it's not surprising that he made this decision.
After a long while, Izuna finally recovered from his shock. Although his tone was still somewhat awkward and wary, his attitude had changed somewhat: "Hmph, he certainly knows how to flatter. Anyone can talk a good game, but the key is whether he can actually do it."
Having said that, he raised his head and looked at Ban, his eyes sharp: "Brother, since he's made such a bold claim, then let's watch and see how he writes this blood law into the Thousand Hands Clan Rules, see if he can truly harden his heart and raise his sword against clansmen who violate the alliance. If he really does..."
Izuna took a deep breath and made an extremely difficult decision, saying each word clearly: "Then I, Uchiha Izuna, will sincerely accept this alliance and will no longer have any objections to this matter."
Have you submitted yet? No. Currently, you are submitting.
Izuna is only half convinced now, admiring the courage and determination shown by Hashirama Senju; the other half requires countless subsequent actions to prove its worth. After all, there is often a huge gap between promises and reality.
But this is already a huge step forward. At least, the biggest internal opponent has relented and given clear, verifiable conditions for approval.
He nodded, a huge weight lifted from his heart.
Yan Sheng listened quietly from the side, without uttering a single word from beginning to end.
His goal has been achieved. The seed has been sown, and the test has been set. Now, all that remains is to wait for time and Hashirama Senju's own actions to nurture the result.
As for the bloodshed and costs that may be paid in the process... the road to peace is never peaceful.
The next day.
In his capacity as clan head, Hashirama Senju summoned all members of the Senju clan's management for a meeting.
At the meeting, Hashirama announced the alliance with the Uchiha clan without any preamble. He also unveiled the "Iron Law of Blood" that shocked all the Senju clan members present, leaving them feeling as if they had fallen into an ice cave: any Senju clan member, regardless of status or position, who would break the alliance with the Uchiha or provoke conflict in the future, would be executed by the clan leader Hashirama Senju in accordance with the alliance.
Furthermore, this provision will be enshrined in the clan rules as the highest regulation.
Dead silence.
After a brief silence, the entire conference room erupted in chaos.
"Chief! No!"
"What kind of alliance is this?! This is a clause that humiliates and destroys our nation!"
"Why should we make such a guarantee to the Uchiha?!"
"Personally executing members of his own clan? This...this is simply..."
The voices of doubt, opposition, and angry roars nearly lifted the roof off. No one in the tribe could understand, much less accept, this harsh and humiliating rule.
The most vehement reaction came from Tobirama Senju.
Just as Izuna Uchiha opposed alliances, so did Tobirama Senju.
"Big brother! Are you crazy?!" Tobirama suddenly stood up, his usually calm and composed face filled with disbelief and rage. "Do you know what you're saying?! Once this rule is established, our Senju clan will never be able to hold our heads high in front of the Uchiha! This is tantamount to handing over the lives of our entire clan to them, to be at their mercy!"
He stared intently at Hashirama, trying to find a trace of wavering or joking on his brother's face, but he only saw firmness and heavy resolve.
"Tobirama, I am perfectly clear-headed." Hashirama's voice was as steady as a rock, drowning out all the noise. "This is not humiliation, but sincerity. It is the price that must be paid to break the century-old cycle of hatred, and the most solid foundation that must be laid to protect future peace."
"What a load of rubbish!" Tobirama roared, rarely losing his temper. "This is just a tool the Uchiha use to humiliate and test us! Especially that Uchiha Madara, he—"
"This has nothing to do with Madara!" Hashirama interrupted him, his eyes sharp. "This is a decision I made on my own, based on my desire for peace and consideration for the future of both clans! I believe that only such an absolute commitment can earn the true trust of the Uchiha."
"Trust? The Uchiha's trust?" Tobirama sneered angrily. "Brother! You're too naive! They don't even..."
"Enough, Tobirama." Hashirama's tone suddenly became extremely authoritative, and a powerful sense of oppression belonging to a top-tier expert instantly enveloped the entire conference room, causing all the noise to involuntarily subside.
His imposing gaze swept across the room, finally settling on Tobirama: "My mind is made up. This matter will not be discussed further. Anyone who disobeys the clan's orders will be considered a traitor."
The last four words, like an ice hammer striking, carried an undeniable coldness and resolve.
Everyone was stunned by Hashirama's unprecedentedly firm stance. They suddenly realized that their usually gentle and kind clan leader, once he made up his mind, possessed an unshakeable will.
Seeing his brother's uncompromising attitude, Tobirama Senju's heart sank completely.
He knew his older brother too well. He could joke around and listen to advice normally, but when it came to something he had made up his mind about, his stubbornness far exceeded that of anyone else.
—This is different from the situation of the Uchiha clan. Although Madara Uchiha was powerful and autocratic, he attached great importance to the opinions of his younger brother, Izuna Uchiha. If Izuna strongly opposed it, Madara would at least hesitate, weigh the pros and cons, or even compromise.
But Tobirama Senju's objections were utterly useless against Hashirama Senju's unwavering resolve.
A profound sense of powerlessness and frustration overwhelmed Tobirama. He knew that no matter what he said or how much he analyzed the pros and cons, he couldn't change his elder brother's decision.
Continuing to oppose it forcefully will only lead to a rift between brothers and division within the clan, making the already bad situation even worse.
Tobirama clenched his fists tightly, his face ashen, his chest heaving violently. Finally, under the tense and hopeful gazes of the other clansmen, he managed to squeeze out a sentence through gritted teeth: "Since the clan leader has made his decision, I... will obey the clan's command."
These words seemed to drain all his strength. He stopped looking at Hashirama, sat back down, closed his eyes, and exuded a cold and oppressive aura.
He really had no other options.
As Tobirama compromised, the dissenting voices in the room gradually subsided. Even Tobirama, the clan leader's younger brother, possessed exceptional wisdom and strength, and couldn't change the clan leader's decision; what could they do?
As Hashirama Senju looked at his brother who had compromised and his clansmen who remained silent, he felt pain in his heart, but the light in his eyes grew even stronger.
He knew the road ahead would be incredibly difficult, but he had to keep going.
For the dream they envisioned together, for... so that no more children would be forced to go to war, their lives were cut short before they even began.
The meeting ended, and the clansmen dispersed with varying expressions, their hearts filled with unease and confusion about the future.
Tobirama Senju was the last to leave. His back was ramrod straight, exuding a somber, cold, and aloof air. After that, he never spoke another word to Hashirama.
In the days that followed, an eerie atmosphere permeated the Thousand Hands territory.
Zhu Jian acted swiftly and personally supervised the engraving of this clan rule on the most conspicuous stone wall in the clan hall, reminding every clan member in the most direct way.
He reiterated this point publicly at a clan gathering, his gaze sweeping over every clansman in the audience, including Tobirama, who stood at the very front with a gloomy and unpleasant expression.
"Peace comes at a price, and trust requires a foundation." Hashirama's voice echoed across the plaza, heavy and powerful. "This rule is not directed at anyone, but is to protect all of us from being drawn into endless hatred and sacrifice!"
The audience was completely silent.
On the other side, in the Uchiha clan's territory.
Madara, using his authority as clan leader, formally proposed the alliance and Hashirama Senju's astonishing promise at the high-level meeting.
Predictably, this also triggered a huge uproar and a wave of opposition. The elders were dumbfounded, thinking that the clan leader had gone mad.
However, this time, behind Madara stood his two younger brothers.
When the opposition was at its fiercest, Uchiha Izuna stepped forward with a cold expression. He didn't deliver a grand speech; instead, he swept his Mangekyou Sharingan, which he had recently upgraded, across the room, his voice icy and clear:
"Hashirama Senju has sworn a blood oath, promising that if any Senju member breaks the alliance, he will personally execute them. This promise has been engraved in the Senju clan rules."
He paused, then continued, "Do we Uchiha lack even the courage to wait and verify the other party's promise? Or do you all believe that you are less able to control yourselves than those Senju brutes, and more likely to break the covenant?"
These words were extremely cunning, both elevating the weight of the other party's promise and shifting the pressure back to their own clan members—if even the other party had fulfilled it, wouldn't the Uchiha appear cowardly and incompetent if they were still hesitant and timid?
Then, to everyone's even greater surprise, Yan Sheng, who had always kept to himself and had little presence, also stepped forward.
His voice wasn't loud, but it carried an authority and pressure no less than Madara's. He calmly said, "The cycle of hatred is meaningless. Verifying a promise costs nothing. If the other party breaks their promise, the alliance collapses, and the Uchiha suffers no loss. If the other party keeps their promise," he paused slightly, "perhaps it's worth a try."
Izuna's assertiveness and Yan Sheng's calm analysis complemented each other cleverly, shaking the opposition of some clansmen. It also made everyone realize that this time, the clan leader was not alone—even Izuna, who had previously stood at the forefront of opposition, had defected.
Furthermore, given Ban's unshakeable authority and strength as clan leader, the proposal for an alliance was initially approved.
Although many people still have doubts, at least the large-scale open opposition has been suppressed.
The news quickly reached Senju.
When Hashirama Senju learned that the Uchiha clan had withstood the pressure, especially when he learned that Izuna had expressed his support, he was filled with mixed emotions and his resolve was strengthened.
The two secretly met again.
They were much more relaxed during this meeting.
"It seems we've all taken the hardest first step." Hashirama looked at Madara, in a good mood.
Spot nodded: "Next, it's all about the details. The form of the alliance, the location of the settlement, the formulation of the rules... each one is crucial, and each one could potentially trigger new conflicts."
“I know,” Hashirama smiled, “but I believe that as long as we share the same goal, there will always be a way to solve it.”
He looked into Madara's eyes, which shone with a dazzling light: "Let's start building a world where children don't have to go to war... Madara."
Looking into the familiar light in his friend's eyes, Ban felt a slight lightening of the heaviness in his heart. He slowly reached out his hand.
Hashirama was slightly taken aback, then his smile widened, and he raised his hand to firmly grasp Madara's hand.
Two hands that had clashed countless times on the battlefield were now clasped tightly together for a shared dream.
***
With the Senju and Uchiha clans reaching a preliminary consensus, the alliance plan entered a substantive phase. However, a series of questions arose – what should this soon-to-be-established ninja settlement be named?
On the cliff.
Hashirama gazed down at the lush forest below, the leaves rustling in the wind, his eyes filled with longing. He picked up a fallen leaf, shaped like a flame, and offered it to Madara, a contagious smile spreading across his face.
“Ban, look. Tree leaves come together to form a shady tree that shelters from the wind and rain. How about... we name our village ‘Wood Leaf’? It symbolizes new life and protection, and we hope that the children can grow up safely under its protection, just like saplings.”
Madara Uchiha took the leaf, felt the veins on his fingertips, remained silent for a moment, and then nodded.
"Konoha... huh. Not bad."
Konohagakure (Hidden Leaf Village)
The name was thus decided.
However, both Hashirama and Madara knew that the Senju and Uchiha clans alone were far from enough to support a stable "village" and deal with other forces that were eyeing them covetously.
Thus, after initially stabilizing internal opinions, Hashirama Senju demonstrated his extraordinary personal charisma and diplomatic skills.
He began actively traveling around, making contact with other powerful ninja clans in the Land of Fire, such as the Ino-Shika-Cho trio, the Inuzuka clan, and the Aburame clan.
Hashirama painted a picture of a future where children would no longer have to go to war at a young age, a vision where everyone could live together, help each other, and no longer be isolated and helpless.
Madara Uchiha wasn't idle either. Although he wasn't as eloquent or approachable as Hashirama, his very existence was a powerful deterrent and a testament to his credibility.
When the clan leaders of those ninja clans learned that even the arrogant, powerful, and haughty Uchiha Madara had approved of the alliance, their hearts naturally swayed.
Madara would also use his absolute power to clear away obstacles when necessary, or step in to "negotiate" with those ninja clans that valued power more.
With the two clan leaders pushing so hard, the number of ninja clans joining Konoha began to gradually increase. A behemoth, centered around the Senju and Uchiha clans and constantly absorbing fresh blood, was quietly taking shape.
......
Yan Sheng stood quietly under the eaves of the courtyard, the moonlight as clear as water falling on his serene face.
Uchiha Masaki—the elite who was originally in charge of logistics, but who has now become his man—is giving a clear and organized report on the recent progress of negotiations with various ninja clans, the allocation of supplies, and potential risk assessments.
Shi, standing to the side, also looked up and added what she had noticed about the subtle emotional shifts and rumors within the tribe regarding the alliance.
Yan Sheng listened quietly, and when he heard that yet another influential ninja clan had expressed a clear intention to join, a hint of satisfaction flashed across his eyes.
The progress is going more smoothly than expected.
Indeed, going it alone is a poor strategy; only by pooling resources can one achieve success. Compared to the initial plan of struggling to advance the project alone, bringing Madara, Hashirama, and even more forces into the game has increased efficiency many times over, while also significantly reducing the pressure and risks on oneself.
With Madara and Hashirama, these two "laborers," charging ahead and consolidating their strength, he only needed to provide some guidance and impetus from the rear, and the implementation speed of the plan far exceeded his initial expectations.
very good.
Yan Sheng cast his gaze into the distance, as if he could already see that piece of land that was being planned.
First, establish the "Hidden Leaf" village, creating a solid foundation and base, and firmly grasp this new force in your hands.
Then......
His eyes turned deep and cold.
From this starting point, we can begin to expand, extend peace to more distant places, crush all enemies who dare to stand in our way, and eventually cover the entire world.
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Author's Note: Bro: If you can't lead a team, you'll just work yourself to death.
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