Chapter 432

Hearing Uchiha Gin's suddenly ringing voice, the Uchiha Madara brothers felt as if they were listening to the devil's whisper, and the goosebumps all over their bodies were trembling.

"Hello~(＾◇^)/"

"Great... Great Uncle, I am about to represent the entire Konoha. Those advertisements, can we not..."

It turned out that Uchiha Madara's point of fear was here. In the past few days, he had been arranged clearly by Uchiha Gin, and his inexplicable schedule was directly filled.

One moment he was endorsing diapers, and the next moment he was handed 'Foot Strength' for the elderly. The products that passed through his hands were so many that Uchiha Madara himself doubted life. The overall work intensity was no less than fighting a Valley of the End battle.

Facing his timid Great Cousin, Uchiha Gin frowned, his eyes full of heartache.

"This is where you are wrong. Everyone is looking for you to endorse, entirely out of trust in you, Great Cousin. How can you bear to let down the expectations of the people in the village for you?"

"That may be so, but the men's restroom..."

"No 'buts'! It's just small advertisements in the restroom; I will arrange for staff to clean them up regularly."

Looking at his Great Cousin, who found it hard to speak, Uchiha Gin understood instantly, then patted him on the shoulder as if to comfort him, promising,

"Is this true!"

"I wouldn't lie to anyone, let alone a brother."

Uchiha Gin nodded seriously, but secretly curled his lips.

The small advertisements for treating andrological diseases posted in the cubicles of Konoha's public restrooms were a considerable endorsement fee. How could Uchiha Gin easily give them up?

At worst, he would post fewer in the men's restroom and double the amount of advertisements in the women's restroom.

He didn't believe Uchiha Madara would be able to stroll into the women's restroom to inspect the situation.

"Great Uncle, then my..."

"Oh my, I almost forgot because you didn't speak."

Turning his head to look at Uchiha Izuna, who had a flattering expression, Uchiha Gin seemed to see Sasuke, who was middle-aged and had nothing to do, forced to sell smiles in front of him for a living.

"Izuna, these are new endorsements and commercial performances. The response to the sanitary napkins last time was good. You are worthy of being the Uchiha clan's man whose looks are second only to mine."

Patting his little cousin on the shoulder seriously, Uchiha Gin threw the prepared contracts over. Uchiha Izuna received them in a flurry, his eyes went black, and he almost fainted.

They were all endorsement contracts for women's contraceptive products.

Nodding with satisfaction, Uchiha Gin landed his gaze on Uchiha Fuyu, who had an expression of admiration.

"Fuyu, did you learn it?"

"Great Uncle's experience, I, Fuyu, will never finish learning in a lifetime~"

"It's okay, just these few items are enough for you to benefit for a lifetime."

Uchiha Gin waved his hand and left a dashing back for the three people with different expressions.

The small side quest to help Fuyu rise could be considered complete. Walking out of the Uchiha building, Uchiha Gin looked at the hardworking Wood Human in the distance, his brows frowning slightly.

"Still a clone; what the hell is Hashirama doing?"

Uchiha Gin was a bit puzzled. Given the friendship between Senju Hashirama and Uchiha Madara, it was impossible for them to use clones to brush things off in these most important few days.

Moreover, tomorrow was the handover ceremony, and Senju Hashirama's main body was still missing.

"Could it be that he's addicted to working black-market jobs?"

In the black market exchange, there had always been Uchiha Gin's eyes and ears. Combining the two suddenly rising 'true newcomers' with the suddenly missing Senju brothers' main bodies, it was hard not to link the two.

Plus, Senju Tobirama, who had sent money to his door a while ago, Uchiha Gin had basically confirmed the fact that the Senju brothers were working part-time jobs.

"But the debts have all been paid off; they wouldn't be wanting to save up some retirement money, right?"

Because some of the village's systems hadn't been perfected, the Hokage, as the person in charge of Konoha, actually didn't have a retirement pension. There was a small subsidy while in office, but it wasn't much.

Now that the Senju clan had been sold out, it was no wonder that Senju Hashirama, who could still lift a knife, was working so hard.

Otherwise, he could only rely on his granddaughter to sell cuteness for support in the future.

"Extra, extra! Conflict breaks out again between the Hidden Rock Village and the Hidden Mist Village; Second Mizukage Gengetsu Hozuki and Second Tsuchikage Mu perish together!"

Just as Uchiha Gin was thinking about the reason for Senju Hashirama's running away, the newspaper seller's shouting interrupted his train of thought.

"Sigh... finally a knight has appeared to exit the stage."

Although his perception of these two was average, they were at least Tailed Beast Knights he had promoted himself, so Uchiha Gin couldn't help but feel a bit emotional.

He threw a banknote to the newspaper seller, then pulled over a newspaper and read it carefully.

"Eh? They stopped fighting after killing each other?"

Uchiha Gin blinked in confusion. He originally thought that since the leaders of the two major ninja villages had both perished, the war situation would definitely become very intense and deadlocked, but what he never expected was...

The Hidden Rock Village and the Hidden Mist Village actually stopped fighting.

"That's right, 'to repel the enemy, one must first stabilize the interior'; it's not too late to fight after choosing the new leader."

Thinking of a very reasonable explanation, Uchiha Gin turned the newspaper to the other side, and a small news item caught his attention.

【A once-in-a-century earthquake suddenly occurred in the Xiong Zhiguo. Fortunately, the epicenter was in a no-man's-land. As of now, there are no reports of casualties.】

"Natural disasters and man-made disasters; these days are truly full of disasters. It's safer in Konoha~"

After sighing at the miserable life outside the wall and the quiet years inside the wall, Uchiha Gin handed the newspaper to a passerby and hummed a little tune, strolling to class to do his daily routine.

"Host failed, obtained Heart Energy *40. Heartsteel treasure chest reward unlocked. (Current cumulative Heart Energy: 130)"

Uchiha Gin, who had successfully eaten steel by relying on blind prisoners, patted the dust that didn't exist on his body, a hint of faint joy on his face.

"I've already saved up quite a few orbs; I'll open them all together when my luck is good!"

The orbs stored in the system space were almost piled into a small mountain. Uchiha Gin was full of anticipation in his heart, swearing that he must have a 'European' moment!

The next day.

Finally, the most grand Hokage handover ceremony in Konoha arrived.

Standing on the roof of the Hokage building, which was several times more luxurious and towering than in the original work, Uchiha Madara, full of ambition, looked down at the crowd below, a rare smile appearing on his cold face.

Uchiha Izuna, standing beside him, was also full of excitement, the decadence he showed yesterday swept away.

As long as Uchiha Madara took office, he would be the Hokage's personal advisor and could also concurrently serve as the Jonin class leader. In this era without a council of elders, he could be described as a role who was below two people but above ten thousand.

"Brother, your wish is finally about to be realized."

Uchiha Izuna stepped forward, his tone very excited, but soon, a hint of dimness flashed in his eyes.

"If Father could see this scene, how good would that be."

"I believe Father's spirit in heaven must also be watching us!"

"Achoo!"

In the crowd below, Uchiha Tajima, who had undergone a perfect disguise, rubbed his sore nose in confusion.

Logically speaking, Konoha's climate was much more suitable than the Land of Waves, so how could he still catch a cold?

"Madara, this kid, finally led the Uchiha to the pinnacle of the Land of Fire."

Uchiha Tajima looked up, his eyes full of gratification.

"Uncle, you don't mention my credit at all, do you?"

Uchiha Gin, standing beside Uchiha Tajima, pretended to be indignant and curled his lips.

Over the years, he had raised the two younger brothers with his own hands; even if there was no credit, there was hard work. How could he be completely denied in one sentence?

"You don't even know what kind of expression Madara and the others will have after they know the truth."

Uchiha Tajima looked at his magical Great Nephew with complex eyes. He discovered that long ago, he could no longer see through the depth of Uchiha Gin.

But what did that matter? Since ancient times, uncles and nephews have been close; could his Great Nephew harm him?

"I guess they will be moved to tears~"

With a dashing smile, Uchiha Gin turned his head and waved to the two girls walking not far away.

"Uncle, I'm leaving first; you stroll slowly."

Seeing the two girls walking gracefully, Uchiha Tajima said out of the blue,

"Gin, that Senju Butsuma's daughter, why is there still no movement in her belly?"

"Huh?"

Movement?

What movement?

Is it thunder in the belly?

Uchiha Gin rolled his eyes, left the lonely Uchiha Tajima behind, and left straight away.

"Curly-haired baboon, what were you mumbling about with that person just now?"

Senju Itama, who was pulling her best friend, looked suspiciously at Uchiha Gin, who had a lazy expression.

"You wouldn't be conducting some unspeakable transaction, right?"

"Itama, Mr. Gin is not that kind of person."

Uchiha Chirori, who had rarely changed into a simple and elegant robe, had a bit more charm than usual between her brows. Her water-like gaze landed on Uchiha Gin, and a faint smile curled on the corner of her mouth.

"Mr. Gin, look at me; what is different from usual?"

Uchiha Chirori raised her hands, spun around in place, and displayed the cuteness of a young girl to the fullest.

"Did you pad it?"

Uchiha Gin frowned, his gaze wandering over the whole body of his cute disciple, and after hesitating for a bit, he answered.

Crack!

Uchiha Chirori, who had originally been stared at by Uchiha Gin, was full of shyness, but upon hearing the other party's answer, the blush that had just risen on her face instantly dissipated.

A large '#' symbol burst out on her fair forehead, and the girl's black pupils had a tendency to turn red.

"You idiot!"

Senju Itama, on the side, seeing her best friend being humiliated, habitually used a headbutt, slamming it hard into the back of Uchiha Gin.

But she forgot her current figure. Before the hard skull hit his lower back, two large 'tangyuan' bumped into Uchiha Gin's back first.

QQ bouncy, I like it!

"Hiss..."

The astonishing touch almost made Uchiha Gin ascend to heaven on the spot. Resisting the inexplicable impulse in his heart, he hammered a chestnut onto Senju Itama's delicate skull.

() Bang!

"Ouch, what are you doing~"

Senju Itama, who was suddenly hit, immediately triggered the 'Kun-call' passive of the chestnut. Her two watery, large eyes were filled with indignation.

"I haven't even hit you yet!"

"What would happen if you kept hitting?"

Uchiha Gin twisted his neck unnaturally, pulling his gaze away from the whiteness exposed on Senju Itama's chest.

"Hmph! Who told you to bully Chirori-nee? She clearly wanted you to guess her new hair clip! It wasn't any other messy stuff."

Senju Itama put her hands on her hips and pointed at Uchiha Chirori's head, which had a strange expression.

Only then did Uchiha Gin discover that there was an exquisite clover hair clip pinned on the girl's purple hair.

"Sorry, sorry; this hair clip suits you very well."

"Thank you."

Uchiha Chirori nodded slightly, her unnatural expression remaining. Taking advantage of the gap when the other two looked away from her, the girl secretly adjusted her padding.

"Is it very obvious?"

Her delicate brows frowned slightly, and Uchiha Chirori's thoughtful gaze swept across the chest of Senju Itama beside her.

In the next second, an emotion called 'frustration' brewed and sublimated in the girl's heart.

"Curly-haired baboon, why don't I see brother?"

Senju Itama, who didn't know her best friend's little thoughts, stared at the roof of the Hokage building with wide eyes. With the blessing of her good vision, she could vaguely see two black hedgehog heads.

"Maybe he's preparing a gift."

Uchiha Gin shook his head. He indeed didn't know the inside story, but since it was at this critical juncture, Senju Hashirama's main body should have returned, right?

Xiong Zhiguo.

In a dense forest in the center of the no-man's-land, two figures were colliding fiercely. Accompanied by every collision, waves of terrifying air rippled out.

"Peng!"

Senju Hashirama, holding a wide-bladed great sword, slashed down with all his might. The weapon, wrapped in ten thousand jin of power, smashed fiercely onto a seemingly thin black rod, emitting a harsh metallic sound.

"Ugh..."

But what was completely unexpected was that such a terrifying blow was actually caught. Senju Hashirama gritted his teeth, the veins on his hands bulging,

while Isshiki, holding the black rod with one hand, didn't have a trace of being shaken.

"There is a gap like a chasm between you and me."

Isshiki, who had liberated the Karma State Two, had already stepped into the threshold of the Six Paths level with half a foot. In this era's version, he could be said to be at the ceiling level.

"Hand over Tobirama!"

Senju Hashirama, who was ruthless in his heart, actually abandoned the wide-bladed great sword in his hand, his clenched fists glowing with dazzling blue light. The 'Strength of a Hundred' punch, which could pierce through Susanoo's defense in one blow, smashed straight toward the calm Isshiki.

"Pa~"

Facing the wind of the Strength of a Hundred punch, Isshiki calmly half-squinted his eyes, and from his other hand, a sharp black rod appeared out of thin air, stabbing into Senju Hashirama's arm from the side.

"Puchi!"

Only seeing a splash of blood, Senju Hashirama retreated several meters with a bleeding arm.

"Huff, huff..."

Enduring the pain, he pulled out the black rod stuck in his arm, and Senju Hashirama, who began to pant slightly, had a look of determination flash in his eyes.

"After so many days, are you still prepared to resist stubbornly?"

Holding half a blood-dripping black rod, Isshiki, floating in mid-air, looked at Senju Hashirama, who was fighting a 'trapped beast' struggle, with great interest.

Three days had passed since the two started fighting. In these three days, because the CD time of his pupil technique hadn't arrived, Isshiki chose to test the level of his future test subject.

Sure enough, he didn't let him down. Whether it was strength, endurance, chakra, or ninjutsu, Senju Hashirama's performance far exceeded his expectations.

The results researched using this kind of test subject would definitely exceed the 'little white man' manufactured by that stupid woman Kaguya.

"You are indeed strong; you are worthy of being an old turtle who has lived for a thousand years."

Facing Isshiki's provocation, Senju Hashirama shook his head, and then, under the other party's confused gaze, raised his uninjured single hand and formed a universal release seal.

"No way, I can only start the reserve energy." (End of chapter)