Chapter 430: Long-lost Main Plot

"Master, you've seen the meteorite, my body..."

Seeing that the monk didn't show the covetousness he had imagined, but instead furrowed his brows with a look of disgust, the Star Ninja leader breathed a sigh of relief in his heart and asked again.

"As long as you no longer absorb the chakra on this, your body will naturally recover."

The monk turned around, his gaze falling on the Star Ninja leader, shaking his head imperceptibly.

He had thought the supreme treasure of the Star Ninja Village would be the residual chakra of the God Tree, but he didn't expect it to be just bark fragments, which couldn't be used as nourishment for the Ten-Tails at all.

Logically speaking, after the God Tree was uprooted, there should have been residual chakra.

Where exactly is it?

"Is that really so?"

The Star Ninja leader's face showed joy. He had experienced the miraculousness of the monk in front of him before, so he subconsciously believed what the other said.

"If you still have concerns, I can give you a pill."

Looking at the humble leader of the Star Ninja Village, the monk reached into his arms and took out a pitch-black pill, throwing it over casually.

"Thank you, Master, for the medicine!"

After hurriedly catching it, under the threat of death, the Star Ninja leader didn't doubt it and swallowed the pill directly.

"Ugh... ugh..."

As the pill entered his stomach, he felt a scorching aura explode within his body, turning into majestic life force, starting to repair the body damaged by the meteorite's chakra.

"I have no way to repay the kindness of saving my life. May I ask what the Master needs? I am willing to do everything I can."

Discovering that his physical condition had improved, the Star Ninja leader bowed his head.

"You? You're not qualified."

Too lazy to look at the humble Star Ninja leader again, Isshiki, who had gained nothing from this trip, turned and left. Facing the promise of a village head, he didn't feel the slightest bit moved.

Such weak and ignorant humans were not worthy of being his pawns.

A faint light flickered in Isshiki's eyes, and his figure gradually disappeared into the darkness.

"Master? Master!"

After waiting for a long time without getting a response, the Star Ninja leader raised his head in panic, only to find that the monk who had just been in the secret room had evaporated into thin air, leaving no trace behind.

"Tap!"

In the forest of the Land of Bears, a dark red black hole tore through space, and a foot stepped out from it. It was the mysterious monk who had just been in the Star Ninja Village.

"It's time to consider the matter of reincarnation."

Feeling a trace of weakness coming from his body, Isshiki frowned slightly.

The pill he had just thrown to the Star Ninja leader was a chakra pill obtained by refining a few long-eyed rogue ninjas. For him, who was of the Otsutsuki clan, it couldn't even be considered a snack.

But it was this simple operation that made him feel a moment of fatigue, indicating that the current body couldn't last until the fruit was formed and could only serve as nourishment for the God Tree.

And his consciousness and power would be permanently continued through the Karma unique to the Otsutsuki clan.

"It's all Kaguya, that stupid woman's fault."

If it weren't for Otsutsuki Kaguya's backstabbing, he would have already left this barren planet, headed to the next area to refine the fruit, joined the glorious evolution, and become the new Otsutsuki god.

"But she deserves it, that greedy woman, actually being sealed by the power she split off herself."

Isshiki raised his head, looking into the sky, a mocking smile curling on his lips.

"After I eat this fruit, it will be your doomsday."

As he spoke, Isshiki glanced at the black hole beside him. In the darkness, a half-squinted scarlet pupil exuded a tyrannical light.

"But before that, I need to find some helpers."

Although he had been walking in the Ninja World for a thousand years, Isshiki had always acted as a lone wolf.

The current body could only last for less than a hundred years. Before finding a suitable vessel, he had to pull together a team to serve him.

Konoha.

The long-awaited leadership transition moment was almost here. Many tourists from the Land of Fire had traveled thousands of miles to Konoha, just to attend the rare Hokage handover ceremony.

In order to catch this wave of wealth, merchants from different factions in Konoha had rarely reached a collaboration. Led by the Uchiha clan, the merchant associations of the Wave and Whirlpool countries cooperated with all their might, maximizing the assembly line to start generating peripheral products related to the Hokage.

For a time, the streets were full of derivative peripherals of Uchiha Madara and Senju Hashirama, making the visiting customers unable to put them down.

"Boss! How much is this Madara bond hand card?"

A woman with Hashi-Bara CP posters stuck all over her back excitedly picked up the exquisite hand card on the stall and couldn't wait to ask the shopkeeper with red hair.

"1000 ryo, and if you buy the Hashirama hand card together now, the two only cost 1999 ryo~"

Uzumaki Masa, who had already shed the ignorance of his youth, had a shrewd light flickering in his eyes. It was clear that he had learned the essence of a profiteer from his grandfather.

"Ah! It's actually this favorable! Give me three sets!"

The woman had long been dazzled by the wide array of peripherals and immediately opened her wallet, purchasing three sets of hand cards without hesitation.

As for why it was three sets: one for personal use and appreciation, one for collection and preservation, and one for proselytizing.

"Thanks for your patronage. By the way, we also have a collector's edition of the Secretary's photo album. If you want it, I can give you a discount."

After receiving the money with a smile, Uzumaki Masa's eyes rolled, and he mysteriously took out a set from the shelf that hadn't yet circulated in the market and handed it over.

"Pah! White-haired Secretary, not even a dog would look at that!"

"It has a guest appearance by the Uchiha clan's vice clan head."

"Cough, cough, cough... then I'll reluctantly buy three sets."

Sure enough, things with CP are easier to sell.

"Father, do you see this?"

Standing on the roof of the Uchiha building, which could overlook the entire Konoha, Uchiha Fuya, with a look of disdain, spread his hands in a hugging shape.

"See what? An unknown photo album with my name on it?"

Behind him, Uchiha Izuna, with a gloomy face, questioned coldly.

"Uh... this is the commercial empire I built for the clan."

Uchiha Fuya's face stiffened. He didn't expect that the photo album of his father and Senju Tobirama would circulate so quickly, and the sales were also rising, faintly showing a trend of surpassing the CP photo album of the First Hokage and his uncle.

"This really wasn't my idea!"

"Hmph! You brat, you still dare to quibble? Your wings are getting hard, aren't they?"

Uchiha Izuna clenched his fists, his eyes gradually turning scarlet. He decided to teach this rebellious son who sold his father for money a good lesson.

"It's Great Uncle! This is all Great Uncle's idea!"

Feeling the cold power radiating from his father's eyes, Uchiha Fuya, having no other choice, had to betray his personal military advisor.

"Huff... I knew it. You brat, at such a young age, how could you think of such a sinister..."

After forcing out the real culprit, Uchiha Izuna let out a breath of turbid air, showing an expression as he had expected.

"Oh? Who is saying I'm sinister behind my back?"

I, the King of Brother Erlang, who starts with full beans, 60s Diamond Body Susanoo Buddha, and zero-frame start-up with no backswing after landing,

You actually say I'm sinister?

"Ah! Great Uncle, I was just praising you for being wise and martial, I didn't expect you to hear it just now. This is quite embarrassing~"

Before Uchiha Izuna could finish his slander, a familiar lazy voice sounded by his ear, scaring him so much that his anus tightened. He immediately changed his tune, and his old face also piled up with a flattering smile.

"Just a basic operation."

Not caring about the dissatisfaction of his little cousin, even if you're unhappy, you have to hold it in. Making money, it's not disgraceful.

"Great Uncle! The operation mode you taught me is really correct!"

Running to Uchiha Gin in one breath, Uchiha Fuya looked at his Great Uncle, who was usually saltier than a salted fish, with full admiration.

"I call this resource integration, striving to maximize efficiency."

Uchiha Gin smiled and nodded. Under his guidance, Uchiha Fuya divided the entire commercialization process into three parts:

Using the handsome Uchiha for promotion, the Land of Waves, with high production efficiency, providing the main source of goods, and letting the Whirlpool Country, which is good at mobilizing customer emotions, be responsible for bringing goods.

The three swords combined, directly taking down the entire market, making other families and ninja clans stare with wide eyes, only able to lick some leftovers on the side with envy.

"Do you think the Huiyuan Kidney Treasure we jointly produced will really have a market?"

In the quietest corner of the commercial street, the Ino-Shika-Cho trio looked eagerly at the tourists who were selling out, crowding into the Uchiha peripheral store like crazy, and looked at each other with cold hearts.

"How about... we also ask the Second Hokage to do an endorsement?"

Finally, a member put forward a valuable suggestion. In his view, with the blessing of the celebrity effect, their long-hoarded medicinal wine would definitely sell out.

"However, this product of ours is mainly aimed at men who can't stand up straight, and the Second Hokage..."

"Huff... how do you know without trying? If I remember correctly, a few days ago, the vice clan head of the Uchiha clan was still endorsing sanitary napkins."

Uchiha Building.

"Snap!"

Slapping a very shameful advertisement slogan on the table, Uchiha Madara gritted his teeth and looked up, staring at Uchiha Gin, who had an "I don't care" look, with eyes that were almost murderous.

"Great Uncle, don't go too far!"

"What's this? Izuna has already gone to endorse women's products, so you should just be happy~"

Uchiha Gin, who had been bought with a large sum of money, didn't care about the faces of his younger brothers at all. As long as there was money, he would endorse it.

"No! This will make Hashirama laugh at me for a lifetime."

Uchiha Madara shook his head like a rattle. Izuna didn't want his face, but he still did. If the money was gone, he could ask Great Uncle for it again; if the face was gone, it was really gone.

"Sigh~ I won't force you. As long as you nod, we have a professional team below, endorsing with full transformation, guaranteeing 100% restoration."

"Ah? This... this is also okay?"

Uchiha Madara was dumbfounded by these words.

"Otherwise, where do you think those photo albums came from? I don't have the ability to make that white-haired guy strip like that."

Uchiha Gin picked his ears, his reason not straight but his spirit was strong.

"Boom!!!"

Hearing a loud noise, the tightly closed door was smashed into pieces by brute force. A figure exuding cold blue light walked in step by step, his scarlet eyes carrying substantial murderous intent, staring straight at the culprit of the entire endorsement incident.

"Damn! Curly! Hair!"

"Oh, isn't this our most respected Secretary? Finally willing to come out of the office?"

Facing the murderous intent that could stun a Jonin, Uchiha Gin smiled teasingly and hurriedly stood up to welcome him.

This person in front of him was now his noble person. The sales of the collector's photo album were still rising steadily, and it was almost hard to find a copy. The machines in the Wave Country printing factory were almost smoking.

"Snap!"

Throwing a book in front of Uchiha Gin, Senju Tobirama pointed at himself on the cover, stripped down to three points, his cold voice almost squeezed out from between his teeth.

"I'll give you three seconds to explain."

"3."

"Great Cousin?"

Uchiha Gin first turned his head to look at Uchiha Madara, only to find that the other was pretending not to see, lowering his head to flip through the report that was held upside down, looking at it with great relish.

"2."

"Met the wrong person~"

"1!"

Shaking his head as if sighing, Uchiha Gin had no choice but to take out the coping strategy he had prepared in advance from his backpack.

"This is your portrait rights dividend bill."

Swish~

Accompanied by a flash of blue light, Uchiha Gin felt his eyes blur, and the bill he had just held in his hand appeared in Senju Tobirama's hand.

Uchiha Gin's dull eyes fell on Senju Tobirama, who was flipping through the bill, without a trace, and a thoughtful expression appeared on his face.

Not a shadow clone, the main body has finally returned, right?

"Oh? Oh! Oh~"

Senju Tobirama, holding the bill, had his expression go through three completely different stages in just a few seconds, finally settling on a kind and benevolent expression.

"Is there really this much?"

Waving the bill in his hand, Senju Tobirama was a bit incredulous.

"Of course not."

Uchiha Gin shook his head.

"You dare to play with me!"

"This is just the dividend for the first batch of photo albums. The ones currently circulating in the market are already the third batch."

"Sorry, I'll go buy a door right now!"

With a flash of blue light, Senju Tobirama appeared in front of Uchiha Gin with a brand-new door, and skillfully removed the broken old door, replacing it with the new door he had just bought.

Creak~

Senju Tobirama, who tried to push the door, had his face stiffen.

"There's still a bit of abnormal noise, I'll go..."

"No need, Izuna is the best at repairing doors. I'll let him come and adjust it later."

Uchiha Gin waved his hand generously.

For door repair, he only recognized Master Izuna.

Senju Tobirama stood up resentfully, his apologetic face suddenly changing.

"Wait, I almost fell for your curly-haired trick!"

I came to hold you accountable, how could I sell my body for this... pile of banknotes!

"Are you dissatisfied with anything? I've already given you the dividend according to the highest proportion."

Scratching his head helplessly, Uchiha Gin didn't expect that this white-haired guy's appetite would become so big after becoming an official.

"This has nothing to do with money, my face..."

"I really can't do anything about you, then I'll give you another ten percent."

"I, the Secretary of Konoha Village, hold military and political power, and can be said to be under one person in the village..."

"Twenty percent, it's impolite to act anymore."

"Thirty percent!"

"Deal, but I need you to participate in the photo album launch conference in person, and have some harmless little interactions with Izuna."

"Really?"

Senju Tobirama regretted asking for too little. If he had known, he would have opened his mouth like a lion and asked for fifty percent directly.

"You don't go out to ask around, my Uchiha Gin's reputation is famous for being honest and fair."

Reputation?

Looking Uchiha Gin up and down, Senju Tobirama frowned suspiciously.

Are you related to this word?

"Don't look at me with those eyes, I know what you're thinking~"

Clumsily imitating the opening line of a certain medieval boss, Uchiha Gin turned around and picked up the contract on Uchiha Madara's desk, very sloppily crossed out the name on it, and filled in Senju Tobirama's name.

"Take a look, it should be about the same as what we discussed."

Uchiha Gin, after all, wasn't a devil. The endorsement contract he signed for Uchiha Madara had a dividend of exactly forty percent, which could be called the first conscience in the Ninja World.

"Hmm... you guy, it's a pity you're an Uchiha."

After checking it several times, the suspicion on Senju Tobirama's face gradually dissipated, and he signed his name with a big stroke.

"With the handover ceremony imminent, I'll let you off for this act of infringing on portrait rights for now. Next time..."

"Got it, got it."

At worst, I'll put black bars and mosaics next time.

"Need to add money."

"???"

Leaving the Uchiha building that made him feel uncomfortable all over, Senju Tobirama looked down at the contract in his hand and showed a look of relief.

"It can be considered an unexpected joy. Now the hole can finally be filled."

Because the photo album storm was getting bigger and bigger, the shadow clone stationed in Konoha couldn't sit still and went to notify the main body overnight.

【If you don't come back, don't come back at all. The Senju family can't afford to lose this face.】

Senju Tobirama heard this, and this was no small matter. When the tiger is away, the curly-haired baboon dominates.

He immediately left Senju Hashirama, who was still working hard to pay off his debts, without saying a word, and flew back to Konoha first.

In this battle, he swore to fight for his reputation.

Now it seems that the harvest is rich, truly a great fortune!

"Big Brother will definitely be very happy."

Land of Bears.

"Tobirama? Tobirama!"

Senju Hashirama, who was bragging to his brother a second ago, only turned his head for a moment, only to find that apart from stones, there was only himself left as a living thing.

"How the hell am I supposed to get up?"

Looking up at the cliff that couldn't be seen at a glance, Senju Hashirama's miserable voice echoed in the uninhabited canyon for a long time.

The main body here was suffering, and the wood clone's encounter there was no better. Senju Hashirama's clone, who was forced into a corner by Uchiha Madara, said with a sheepish expression,

"Madara, didn't I tell you to take a vacation?"

"Hashirama, don't give me any excuses. There are only a few days left, and you haven't even prepared the Hokage cloak for me. Are you trying to continue to rely on this position and not leave?"

Uchiha Madara, who had been squatting at home until he was about to mold, finally couldn't hold back the impulse in his heart and slipped to the Hokage building to check the progress of the handover ceremony. As a result, it was better not to look; looking made his eyes red with anger.

The handover ceremony, which had been put on the agenda, hadn't moved at all in terms of progress, and even the most basic Hokage cloak hadn't started to be sewn.

"The work on hand will be finished soon. Don't be in a hurry, I guarantee I will give you a grand handover ceremony."

Senju Hashirama raised his finger with certainty.

The reason he dared to promise this was thanks to the main body of Senju Tobirama who had returned. He brought back all the spoils of the two brothers during this period.

It was originally a little short, but it just happened to run into Uchiha Gin throwing money, and the final puzzle was finally collected, and the hole in the Tailed Beast debt was finally barely filled.

"Why is your face so pale? Even for Konoha, you can't ruin your body by staying up late."

Uchiha Madara's scrutinizing gaze swept over the haggard face of the wood clone, and a flash of emotion passed through his eyes.

Hashirama, in order to hand over a perfect Konoha to me, actually worked overtime without complaint. He is worthy of being my good brother for a lifetime!

He had already thought about it. When reading his speech at the inauguration ceremony, the second person he would thank would be Hashirama.

As for the first one, do I still need to guess?

"Huff... that was close."

Seeing Uchiha Madara leave, the wood clone breathed a long sigh of relief. Although he was a wood clone that was more durable than a shadow clone, after such a long time, his body had begun to wither gradually, and he didn't know if he could hold on until the main body returned.

Just at this moment, Senju Tobirama, with an excited expression, rushed in, holding a brand-new financial report, and slapped it in front of Senju Hashirama.

"Big Brother, I have successfully returned the cleaned money to the village's public treasury."

"Really?"

"I found a reliable downline, said to be from the Land of Waves, with first-class money laundering efficiency, and the commission is super low."

Balancing accounts, especially public accounts, isn't as simple as just putting money in. It requires a series of cash flows to prove the legality of this money.

"That's good, that's good. I can finally be liberated~"

The wood clone felt his body lighten and slumped back onto the Hokage throne. After a while, he looked up at the excited Senju Tobirama.

"Then why don't you hurry up and pick up the main body? I can't hold on anymore."

"Hi! Just work hard and hold on for a few more days. Big Brother and I finally found the clue to that old antique."

Senju Tobirama patted the wood clone's shoulder comfortingly, and a flash of unconcealable excitement appeared in his scarlet eyes.

He and Senju Hashirama were tracking a missing person notice from a thousand years ago, and they really found clues. Someone had seen a similar monk at the border of the Land of Bears.

Whether it was because of the rich reward for the missing person notice or because of Senju Tobirama's scientific research heart, the two brothers were determined to get this mysterious monk.

"Oh my, I almost forgot Big Brother. I wonder if he has climbed out of the canyon yet?"

Speaking of this, Senju Tobirama slapped his forehead fiercely. He had been busy balancing accounts these past few days and had completely forgotten about Senju Hashirama, who was left in the Land of Bears.

"Shadow Clone Technique."

He immediately formed seals to split off a shadow clone with half of his own strength and issued an instruction to assist Senju Hashirama.

"There are still many things to do in Konoha, so I'll leave Big Brother to you."

The shadow clone inherited the coldness of the main body, nodded expressionlessly, then raised his index finger slightly, and the whole person turned into a blue lightning bolt and disappeared in place.

At the same time, in the uninhabited jungle of the Land of Bears, Senju Hashirama, who was struggling to move forward, had a flash of blue light on his lower back, scaring him so much that he shuddered and hurriedly turned his head to check.

"Am I late?"

The next moment, Senju Tobirama's clone landed in what he considered a very handsome posture.

"Tobirama! You finally came back!"

The starving Senju Hashirama could no longer care about condemning his brother who had abandoned him and reached out to grope the other's body.

"Stop groping, I'm a shadow clone."

The clone spread his hands, indicating he was powerless to help.

"Oh! No!"

Senju Hashirama turned into gray and white, and a Q-version soul floated out of his mouth.

Plop~

Just at this moment, the sound of footsteps not far away caught the attention of the two. A familiar yet strange figure appeared.

"Excuse me, do you need help?"

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 431 =====