Naruto: I'm in Konoha, my name is Uzumaki Menma

Chapter 241: How about inviting the First Hokage and the Second Hokage?
In the dead of night, the Star City sheds the hustle and bustle of the day, except for the underground military research area, which remains brightly lit, exuding a cold and focused atmosphere.

The air was filled with a mixture of disinfectant, some strange medicine, and a very faint smell of blood. Occasionally, some indescribable, faint sounds could be heard from behind the heavy metal doors on both sides of the passage.

Menma walked silently down the clean corridor, the hem of his dark imperial robe fluttering gently.

He finally stopped in front of a heavy alloy door marked "Biological Gene Research." A scanning device on the side of the door swept across his iris, and with a slight hiss of air pressure, the door slid open to the sides.

The view inside the door suddenly opened up.

This is an extremely spacious laboratory, filled with various precision instruments and culture tanks, the most striking of which is a huge observation room in the very center, enclosed by reinforced glass.

At this moment, a fierce battle is unfolding in the observation room.

A boy with short orange hair had bloodshot eyes and unnaturally grayish-black skin. Some parts of his body even showed grotesque keratinization. Violent chakra mixed with a chaotic natural energy surged out of his body.

He roared and, with a terrifying strength and speed completely disproportionate to his size, tore apart several other figures in the observation room dressed in the same prison uniform. Blood and limbs splattered all over the glass walls, a gruesome sight.

The researchers in the lab seemed used to this and simply calmly recorded the data.

Orochimaru, using a woman's body, stood outside the observation room. His skin was pale, and his long, golden pupils gleamed with excitement and greed. His long black hair was simply tied behind his back.

He stuck out his tongue and licked the corner of his mouth, as if admiring a beautiful work of art.

“Truly… beautiful destructive power…” His hoarse yet uniquely magnetic voice echoed in the laboratory.

However, the orange-haired boy's rage seemed unstoppable, and he began to frantically smash the reinforced glass, producing a dull, teeth-grinding sound.

Fine cracks began to appear on the glass.

"That's about enough." Orochimaru frowned slightly and waved his hand.

The researchers nearby immediately pressed a button on the control panel.

The nozzles on the ceiling of the observation room immediately released a large amount of white sedative gas. After the boy inhaled the gas, the violent aura quickly subsided, the crimson in his eyes faded, and the physical abnormality slowly subsided. Finally, he collapsed to the ground and fell into a coma.

At this moment, Orochimaru seemed to only then notice Menma's arrival. He turned around, his golden snake eyes looking at Menma with a smug smile on his face: "'Lord Shura,' a late-night visit is truly a rare treat. It seems you are also interested in my new 'collection'?"

He turned his head to indicate the unconscious boy in the observation room: "Good materials obtained from the Land of Water, a very peculiar bloodline limit... or rather, a kind of talent? He can autonomously absorb natural energy and enter a state similar to... but more manic and unstable Sage Mode."

“Isn’t that interesting? I’m researching how to stabilize this power and create a ‘spell seal’ that is easier for ordinary people to bear.”

Menma's gaze swept over the mess in the observation room. He shook his head, and his voice came through the white three-eyed fox mask, flat and emotionless: "The power is indeed unique, but it is too chaotic and violent, and difficult to control. The cursed seals researched based on this may be able to increase the power in a short time, but there is an upper limit, and it will inevitably be accompanied by huge backlash and risks."

Orochimaru's smile froze slightly.

He knew all too well how sharp the eyes of this "Shura" were. Since the other party had directly denied the potential of this research route, it almost meant that the large amount of effort he had put in might ultimately only yield a secondary product with obvious defects.

This stirred a strong sense of resentment and a desire to reassess the situation within him.

Since Shura doesn't think highly of something, it means that Jugo's Sage Mode might not have a very high ceiling.

But he quickly brushed it off, chuckling lightly, "Heh... Your insights are always so sharp. So, you didn't come here today just to critique my new toy, did you?"

He turned and led Mianma deeper into the laboratory: "This way, please."

The two walked through several corridors and arrived at another, more private laboratory. Here, more instruments for cell research and genetics were displayed, and the air was filled with the smells of formalin and special culture media.

"'Lord Shura' has suddenly arrived. Is there something important? Could it be that Minato and Kushina aren't enough to keep you 'busy'?" Orochimaru asked with a double entendre, a playful smile playing on his lips.

After seeing Minato Namikaze and Kushina Uzumaki resurrected by Edo Tensei, he became even more convinced that "Shura" had a close relationship with the Fourth Hokage and his wife, and might even be some kind of being from the future.

Menma ignored his teasing and stated his purpose directly: "I need cell samples from the First Hokage, Hashirama Senju, and the Second Hokage, Tobirama Senju. The most active and best-preserved ones."

A hint of genuine surprise flashed in Orochimaru's golden snake eyes: "Oh? Cells of the First and Second Hokage?"

He hesitated for a moment: "If you intend to use it for the Impure World Reincarnation, then I'm afraid you'll be disappointed. I have already completed the Impure World Reincarnation for them."

This time, Menma was slightly taken aback; he really hadn't expected Orochimaru to act so quickly.

However, upon further reflection, given Orochimaru's obsession with forbidden techniques and his research capabilities, it would be perfectly reasonable for him to refine and master the Impure World Reincarnation technique and immediately resurrect these two legendary Hokage to extract knowledge and forbidden techniques.

In particular, the Second Hokage, Tobirama Senju, was the developer of the Impure World Reincarnation technique. With Orochimaru controlling him, he undoubtedly gained access to a wealth of valuable information about this technique and other forbidden techniques.

Beneath the mask, a slight smile curved the corners of Mianma's mouth.

That might be better...

He chuckled softly and said, "I see, that's good."

"Orochimaru, soon, the Konoha leadership will launch a purge of the Uchiha clan, just like how Kirigakure dealt with the Yuki clan and Kaguya clan. A 'Night of Clan Extermination' targeting the Uchiha."

Orochimaru's pupils suddenly contracted, and for the first time, an expression of disbelief appeared on his face: "Extermination of the Uchiha clan? Sarutobi-sensei... he actually made such a decision?"

"Have they gone to such lengths to maintain the so-called stability of the village? It's really... getting uglier and uglier." He had no goodwill towards the Konoha leadership, but the thorough purge of the Uchiha clan still exceeded his expectations.

The Uchiha clan was one of the founders of Konoha, possessing a profound foundation and formidable strength. The upheaval that would result from annihilating such a powerful clan would be unimaginable.

The image of the teacher who always stubbornly shouted "Will of Fire" flashed through his mind, and a complex emotion welled up in his heart.

"At that time, I will build a 'theater'," Menma continued in that calm yet undeniably powerful tone, "and invite some special audience members to witness firsthand how Konoha personally slaughtered its own founding clan."

“I see…” Orochimaru was an extremely intelligent person, and he immediately understood Menma’s intention. His face regained that amused and malicious smile, and his voice returned to its smooth tone.

"Let the First and Second Hokage witness firsthand how the village they built treats the Uchiha clan... Hehehe, hahahaha!" His initial shock was quickly replaced by a kind of almost manic excitement, as if he were watching a good show.

"Brilliant! Brilliant! This show is sure to be absolutely spectacular!" Orochimaru couldn't help but chuckle softly, his laughter growing louder and louder, echoing in the quiet laboratory, filled with joy and anticipation.

To make the First and Second Hokage, the founders of Konoha, witness firsthand how their village slaughtered the descendants of another founder?

Is there a more ironic or more anticipated scene than this?

Orochimaru stopped laughing, his golden vertical pupils flashing with a dangerous yet excited light: "Don't worry, I will definitely bring the First Hokage and the Second Hokage to 'enter' the stage on time for this good show. I'm sure their expressions... will be quite interesting."

He paused, then added, "However, given Danzo's personality, he will absolutely not let go of the Uchiha's Sharingan. Those eyes are a treasure he's been dreaming of." Menma replied calmly, "Of course. He won't get anything."

"That's good." Orochimaru nodded in satisfaction.

After finishing their business, Menma prepared to leave.

Orochimaru called him back: "Wait a moment, there's something else."

"Speak." Menma tilted his head slightly and looked at Orochimaru.

"With Hiruko joining us, the rate at which some of our joint experimental projects are consuming White Zetsu materials has greatly accelerated. Hiruko recently exchanged three sets of White Zetsu materials from me. He seems a bit afraid of you and doesn't dare to directly ask you for resources."

Orochimaru's tone carried a hint of schadenfreude: "And my own stock is about to run out."

Menma remembered that he had promised Orochimaru one White Zetsu a year, and told him to be careful with his consumption and not to squander too much.

Now that there's another person like Hiruko who's equally enthusiastic about forbidden techniques and human research, it's understandable that the consumption rate has increased exponentially.

Of the four White Zetsu he originally possessed, only half remains.

'White Zetsu… It seems the plan needs to be moved up.' Menma thought to himself.

'Once the Uchiha matter is settled, it's time to go to Amegakure. Partly to look for clues about Jigen and Amado, and partly... that's the Akatsuki's stronghold; they should have a considerable number of White Zetsu there.'

Obito and Black Zetsu have been pulling the strings behind the scenes for so long, it's time to give them some "trouble" and collect some "interest".

"I understand." Menma nodded. "The new White Zetsu materials will be delivered in a while."

Leaving Orochimaru's underground laboratory, filled with a cold, technological feel and eerie life force, Menma returned to her home in the Star Capital's administrative district.

In stark contrast to the atmosphere of the underground research area, this place is filled with a warm and welcoming living environment.

The living room lights were soft and warm, and a popular TV series was playing on the television.

Kushina Uzumaki was sitting cross-legged on a soft sofa, tightly embracing a small nine-tailed fox, about the size of a palm, dark red in color, struggling with a look of utter despair.

Kushina watched with great interest. Beside her, Uchiha Hikaru sat upright, his expression slightly awkward and a hint of barely perceptible stiffness.

Kushina had also stuffed a soft, plush rabbit into her arms, creating a strange contrast with her aloof demeanor.

She seemed unaccustomed to this purely relaxed family atmosphere, but deep within her dark eyes, which always carried a hint of melancholy, flowed a faint, yearning warmth.

Minato Namikaze sat on a single sofa to the side, with a pile of documents on the small table in front of him.

He was quickly reviewing the papers with a pen in hand, his brows furrowing slightly occasionally, clearly deep in thought.

Although he was "pulled up to work" by his son's Edo Tensei, he felt a sense of fulfillment at being able to reunite with his family and contribute to this emerging nation.

He would occasionally sigh helplessly, "Seriously... even in death I can't find peace, I still have to be dragged out of bed by my son to work... This is more paperwork than when I was Hokage..."

This is the scene that greeted Mianma when she pushed open the door and walked in.

"I am back."

Upon hearing his voice, the little Nine-Tails seemed to see a savior. With a "woof," it broke free from Kushina's embrace and quickly climbed onto Menma's shoulder, affectionately rubbing its little head against his cheek, while accusing Kushina of "abuse" with a pitiful look.

"Menma's back!" Kushina waved happily, "Come and see, this drama is so much fun!"

Seeing the numbness on his face, Uchiha Hikaru relaxed almost imperceptibly, quietly shifting the plush rabbit in his arms to the side, a barely perceptible blush flashing across his face.

Minato looked up from his documents and gave his son a gentle smile: "You're back? Is everything settled?"

"Hmm." Menma nodded, walked to the sofa and sat down. The little nine-tailed fox took the opportunity to perch on his head and yawned.

He glanced at his parents and Hikaru, his tone slightly more serious: "The plan needs to be moved up. The 'Night of the Clan Massacre' in Konoha could begin at any moment. Once the specific time is confirmed, I will take you there immediately."

Kushina's smile vanished instantly, replaced by a deep anger and heartache: "Danzo! The Third Hokage... how dare they!"

Her hands, resting on her knees, clenched into fists.

Minato also put down his pen, his gray eyes filled with solemnity and a trace of sorrow.

He knew that the Uchiha clan's problems were deeply entrenched and difficult to resolve, but the thought of their complete extinction still weighed heavily on his mind.

Menma continued to look at Uchiha Hikaru and gave the order: "Hikaru, from this moment on, secretly assemble three elite units. The minimum requirement for members is Special Jonin level. They must be trustworthy, highly skilled, and adept at infiltration, protection, and rapid assault."

"Once Konoha begins its operation, my shadow clones will use the Flying Thunder God Technique to teleport you to Konoha."

Uchiha Hikaru immediately sat up straight, seemingly unaware that the plush rabbit in his arms had fallen to the ground. His expression returned to the cool and focused demeanor befitting the commander-in-chief of the Star Ninja Army: "Specific mission?"

"The first team's main task is to receive and escort the surviving Uchiha clan members to safety. The situation in the Uchiha territory is complex, requiring accurate intelligence and rapid action."

"The second team is also responsible for infiltrating and providing support; their target is the Hyuga branch family. At that time, Konoha will be in chaos, which will be the best opportunity to take them away."

"The third team has the heaviest mission. They are responsible for creating chaos on the periphery, disrupting and restraining the elite forces of Konoha's Anbu and Root. If necessary, they must be prepared to fight other Konoha ninja clans to buy time for the first two teams to retreat."

Mianma's voice was calm and clear: "This will be a high-risk operation deep behind enemy lines. I want you to personally select the team members and conduct targeted drills. Make sure everything goes smoothly."

"Understood!" Uchiha Hikaru nodded emphatically, a calm flame burning in his black eyes: "I will submit the personnel selection and tactical plan to you as soon as possible, and I guarantee the mission will be completed."

She was well aware of the importance and danger of this mission. It was not only a test of the Star Kingdom's military strength, but also related to Menma's plan and the future of the Star Kingdom.

And she would never let Menma down.

Outside the window, the night in Star City remained peaceful and serene.

The script is finished, the actors and audience are taking their places, and a grand show is about to begin!

(End of this chapter)