Naruto: People are in Konoha, the system arrived 20 years earlier Chapter 116

The next day, Hayato was at a ninja tool shop, buying ninja tools.

Suddenly, a voice called out, “Hayato!”

Hearing the voice, Hayato turned around and saw Kurenai, her face etched with a hint of anxiety.

“I heard, I heard you’re going on an expedition?”

Kurenai must have heard her father talking about it, which was how she found out Hayato was participating in the war.

That’s why she rushed over to confirm.

Hayato nodded slightly, “Yes, that’s right.”

Kurenai’s worry deepened. She even felt a pang of regret that she wasn’t on the expedition team roster this time.

Otherwise, she could have fought alongside Hayato.

“Then, be careful.” In the end, Kurenai could only slowly utter these words of concern.

Hayato smiled. He didn’t want to jinx anything, so he didn’t say anything like “I’ll definitely return safely.”

“Hmm, thank you.”

Not buying any more ninja tools for now, Hayato said a few words to the shop owner, then took a stroll and chatted with Kurenai.

“How have you been lately? Did you solve your previous problem?”

Hearing Hayato bring up the topic, Kurenai nodded proudly, “Yes, I’ve already started learning some more difficult ninjutsu with Lady Tsunade. Next time we meet, I’ll definitely make you look at me differently.”

Good grief, I’m not setting any flags, but you just had to set one for me, didn’t you? Hayato smiled helplessly.

“I’ll be looking forward to it.”

The two didn’t chat much more afterward, just quietly strolled, enjoying the current tranquility.

After parting ways with Kurenai, Hayato returned to the ninja tool shop to continue purchasing supplies.

Although the village would prepare corresponding strategic materials for the war, Hayato didn’t solely rely on the village’s provisions.

Mainly, he needed to craft his own Flying Thunder God kunai. If he waited until he was on the battlefield to make them on the spot, wouldn’t that delay things?

And over the past few years, Hayato had designed his own Flying Thunder God kunai, referencing Minato’s style.

Hayato’s Flying Thunder God kunai had a streamlined, winged design.

The difference from Minato’s Flying Thunder God kunai was that the three blades of Minato’s three-pronged kunai all pointed in the same direction.

Hayato’s, however, had two ends extending backward from the connection point between the grip and the kunai.

This was mainly to reduce headwind resistance and achieve faster speeds.

The special edition kunai needed to be crafted by an artisan, while adding the Flying Thunder God jutsu formula required Hayato to personally process them.

Hayato was already a regular at this ninja tool shop.

So today, Hayato was just here to pick up his order.

After exchanging money and goods, Hayato left the ninja tool shop. He still had to rush home to finish his work.

As Hayato’s footsteps faded into the distance, a shadowy, pitch-black figure slowly emerged from a dark corner not far from the ninja tool shop.

It was Black Zetsu, who had been hiding there, observing for a long time.

“It seems Konoha is also about to make a move.”

After a low murmur, he sank back down, disappearing without a trace.

None of this was known to anyone.

…

Madara’s hiding place.

“Lord Madara, great news!”

The elderly Madara, with tubes inserted all over his body, slowly raised his eyes, staring at Black Zetsu who appeared before him.

“Just say it!”

“The ninja world is restless again. Cloud Village has already started fighting Sand Village. Konoha is also stirring. Lord Madara, I think our opportunity has come.”

“The timing seems to be earlier than I anticipated.” Madara lowered his head, deep in thought.

But it was about time. He could feel his days were numbered, and it was time to implement his plan.

“Lord Madara, you asked me to find suitable candidates within Konoha. Through my observations over these years, I believe I have found one.”

Madara merely gave Black Zetsu a flat look, the meaning clear: no nonsense, just speak directly.

Seeing Madara’s lack of reaction, Black Zetsu didn’t keep him in suspense any longer and spoke directly, “Uchiha Hayato, he is an absolute genius. At only ten years old, he is already a Jonin of Konoha.”

“He could be your best representative.”

Upon hearing this news, Madara’s eyelids twitched involuntarily. The Uchiha clan actually produced such a genius now?

“Tell me more.”

Clearly, Madara had taken an interest in Hayato.

Black Zetsu then reported everything he had gathered about Hayato over the years to Madara.

The more Madara listened, the more his brows furrowed. Then he raised a hand, interrupting Black Zetsu, “Alright, no need to say more. He’s not suitable.”

An Uchiha who would learn the Flying Thunder God Jutsu of Tobirama Senju?

How could he possibly put his hopes on him?

Furthermore, although Black Zetsu said Hayato had excellent talent, Madara couldn’t easily manipulate his current strength.

Black Zetsu couldn’t help but be stunned. This wasn’t suitable?

Madara remained silent, just staring at Black Zetsu, the meaning clear: were there any other candidates?

After a while, Black Zetsu finally spoke, “There’s another one, Uchiha Obito.”

He had just mentioned an Uchiha genius, and Madara wasn’t satisfied. This one was the Uchiha clan’s dead last.

Then, without waiting for Madara to speak, Black Zetsu revealed Obito’s situation in full.

After Black Zetsu finished rattling off Obito’s situation, Madara’s previously furrowed brows tightened into a frown.

When he first learned of Obito’s disposition, he was quite pleased.

But upon hearing that Obito was currently in a team with two males, he couldn’t help but feel troubled.

Moreover, the bonds between these three were not particularly deep.

This made it impossible for his plan to be perfectly realized.

Who on earth made these teams? Why didn’t they put Obito and his ‘white moonlight’ in the same team?

Then he remembered, oh, they didn’t graduate in the same year. In that case, never mind.

Seeing Madara silent, Black Zetsu felt a little uncertain.

What was going on? A genius wasn’t acceptable, and neither was a dead last?

What exactly did he want?

After a long while, Black Zetsu cautiously spoke, “Lord Madara, your decision is…”

Madara pondered for a long time and finally came to a conclusion: it seemed he had to scrap everything and start over.

And he could also change his approach, broadening his perspective. Why insist on creating someone who hated this world?

Why not directly find such a person?

“You think carefully, have you ever encountered someone who relentlessly pursues power, is utterly ruthless, deeply resents this world, and possesses immense ambition?”

If Black Zetsu had a face, he would be giving Madara a scornful look right now.

Good grief, he’s changing his requirements again, isn’t he?

If it weren’t for needing your power to revive Mother, I’d just pull out your tubes right now.

But despite his inner dissatisfaction, his current persona was that of Madara’s will, so he still put on a facade of being considerate of Madara.

So Black Zetsu began to search through his memories, trying to match Madara’s requirements.

Information flashed through his mind like a movie, finally settling on one person.

Finally, Black Zetsu whispered, “Lord Madara, there is indeed such a candidate who fits your requirements.”