65The old village is back!AI Model: gemini-2.5-flashChapter 65 The old village is back!
"Who are you?"
Looking at the half-human, half-ghost thing in front of him, Asuma Sarutobi's eyes were cold, and he sneered, "Any Tom, Dick, or Harry comes to recruit me."
"What, do you really think I have a lot of anger inside me?"
Zetsu: "???"
Something is not right!
This Asuma Sarutobi looks off no matter how you look at him.
Zetsu narrowed his eyes, looking at Asuma Sarutobi strangely, pondering for a long time but couldn't figure it out.
Why was he so calm and composed?
As if he had no hatred at all.
Only melancholy.
"Get lost, trash!"
Asuma Sarutobi looked at Zetsu, who was talking nonsense, and said coldly, "Don't force me to make a move."
Zetsu's face darkened; he had failed.
Since it was impossible, he deeply looked at Asuma Sarutobi, and Zetsu silently left.
Snap!
He lit a cigarette, puffing out smoke that swirled around him.
The weapon in his hand slowly retracted, and a look of doubt appeared in his eyes.
Who was this person?
He had almost been unable to resist making a move.
If it weren't for various considerations, he wouldn't have held back at all just now.
"Asuma!"
Suddenly, at this moment, Might Guy's rough voice came.
Not long after, Might Guy came to him and sat down.
"Might Guy!"
"Recently, many people have come to recruit you."
"Hmm!"
The two fell silent.
Might Guy scratched his head, a little puzzled, "Don't you hate?"
"Hate what?"
"Minato?"
Asuma Sarutobi gave a bitter smile, "Leaving aside the Ninja's destiny, just my father's decision not to overly concern himself with Naruto already destined this inevitable outcome today."
"Moreover, he died as a Ninja Hero and received the best burial treatment. What more could I be dissatisfied with?"
One must know that there is a huge difference between dying by being manipulated and dying fighting to the last moment.
His evaluation in the future will definitely not be bad.
So, what more could he be dissatisfied with?
Asuma Sarutobi's heart was also filled with towering hatred at the time, but could that solve the problem?
Most importantly, Konohamaru!
He was still in Konoha Village, and he probably couldn't leave.
Him going for revenge?
Killing Konohamaru?
He wasn't that sick.
"I know Minato Namikaze, no matter what his mindset, he won't mess with the Sarutobi Clan."
"I might also go back, or perhaps I'll spend my life here guarding the Daimyo."
"Might Guy, help me look after Konohamaru."
"Okay!"
After a moment of silence, Might Guy nodded heavily.
...
"Failed."
Zetsu's face was gloomy, and he was puzzled internally.
That's your father, and you're not going to get revenge?
"It seems we can only try to win over others."
Uchiha Obito showed a slight smile, "I have a candidate. He'll be quite good with a little cultivation."
"The key is that he also brought along a child with good potential."
"Who?"
"Zabuza Momochi."
It's him.
Zetsu's heart stirred, and he was thoughtful.
Zabuza Momochi's strength is indeed good.
His strength should be at the Elite Jonin level, right?
And that child with the special bloodline is indeed worth trying.
"Okay, the mission to recruit him is up to me."
"There are a few others."
Obito and Zetsu began to conceive and plan to do their best to enhance the strength of the Akatsuki Organization.
Naruto put too much pressure on him.
Thus, capturing the Tailed Beasts would require a long-term plan.
"Also, you need to keep an eye on Konoha Village. I always feel that this Minato Namikaze is very strange."
Obito lay on the bed, covering his face, and said coldly, "I always have a feeling that this person is not Minato Namikaze, but someone impersonating him."
"The biggest problems are the Nine-Tailed, Rasengan, and Flying Thunder God."
"Intelligence!"
"We made such thorough preparations this time, yet we still lost. The most crucial problem lies in the lack of intelligence."
Obito reflected deeply.
They lost because of insufficient intelligence.
If Nagato and the others had also come this time, the situation would have been different.
"I know, this time we need to be even more careful."
Zetsu also deeply felt that this time was too much of a failure.
However, failing once is not a big problem; the Akatsuki Organization's foundation is still there.
The problem is not big.
...
"Here, these are eggs for you, duck eggs."
"And some chickens, ducks, and geese. I even brought a few calves."
"These are all placed not far away; you can go get them whenever you want."
The Nine-Tailed, who was drawing and painting, brightened its eyes, "Go get them quickly! I want to hatch eggs, I want to raise chickens and ducks."
"Don't be so eager."
Naruto felt amused in his heart; when had the Nine-Tailed ever been so eager?
It seemed it really wanted to taste the deliciousness of the meat dishes made from them.
"It's late at night now; we'll talk about it tomorrow morning."
Naruto, who had just said a sentence in his heart, looked up at Nara Shikaku and nodded:
"Understood."
Naruto put down his pen and walked to the window.
At this moment,
The moonlight shone, and the stars twinkled.
What appeared before his eyes were the lights of countless homes.
On the street, Ninja of the Uchiha Clan and Hyuga Clan walked arm in arm, chatting and laughing.
There were Ino–Shika–Chō Ninja gathered together, chatting.
Not far away, Yamato led several workers in repairing and constructing the damage after the great war.
Everything was orderly.
Everything looked so harmonious.
Nara Shikaku walked to Naruto's side, looking at the scene before him, and lightly sighed, "The Village of old, it has returned."
"The Village of old?"
"Yes, the Village of old."
Nara Shikaku sighed, "Although I didn't experience it, I grew up hearing about it."
Nara Shikaku raised his hand and pointed outside, smiling, "When the First Hokage was still around, when Uchiha Madara was still around, the Villagewas probably like this."
"Harmonious, at ease, chatting and laughing."
"Although there were many Ninja families in the Village. But they wouldn't be wary of each other; instead, they could all become friends."
That was a healthy Village.
Nara Shikaku looked deeply at Naruto.
He suddenly felt very fortunate about the decision he had made.
Perhaps it wasn't as strong as the First Hokage's time yet, but it already had that hint of potential.
He believed that if things continued like this, it wouldn't be long before prosperity would reappear.
"This is all your credit."
"Don't give me credit; my intentions are not pure."
Naruto waved his hand.
The Hokage position was just a starting point; his intentions were inherently not pure.
Nara Shikaku's mouth twitched; you're really honest.
"Nine-Tailed, this scene is good; draw it to commemorate it."
"I know you; commemoration means nothing to you. You definitely want future generations to praise you."
"Just tell me if you're drawing it or not."
"Draw, must draw."
The Nine-Tailed secretly thought, I want to draw myself and Naruto into it.
Hmm.
I'll draw myself standing on Naruto's shoulder, gazing at the lights of countless homes through the window.
This is the turning point for me, the Nine-Tailed, to make a name for myself.
Ah ha ha ha ha!
"Eh!"
"Wait!"
Suddenly, the Nine-Tailed surprisingly saw a few more small saplings breaking through the soil.
Seeing this, it couldn't help but let out a strange cry, "Naruto, a few more strange saplings have been born."
What?
Naruto, who was chatting with Nara Shikaku, was startled, and a surge of ecstasy filled his heart.
The cheat could advance further.
"I'm coming!"
With a thought, his consciousness directly sank into the space...