Naruto Dream Fulfillment Master!

Chapter 545 Uchiha Madara: But I refuse

Meanwhile, in the underground caves of the Grass Country.

Madara Uchiha sat alone on that huge stone chair.

Beside him, a jet-black ninja crow lowered its head, seemingly telling a story.

After receiving the message from the ninja crow, Madara quietly said in a low voice, "Alright, I understand. You may leave."

The raven nodded, then flapped its wings and flew into the depths of the cave, quickly disappearing into the darkness.

Madara Uchiha sat there alone, his brows furrowing deeper and deeper.

The first person to lose his composure and rush to urge Obito was actually Zetsu.

He had planned everything meticulously, but he never expected that the problem would be caused by Jue.

Now that his calculations have come true, his heart feels even heavier.

He had already given orders for Black Zetsu to temporarily cease interfering in Obito's affairs.

Not only did he disobey his orders, but he also secretly went to Amegakure to urge Obito, and even dared to use his name to lie and claim that it was all at his behest.

To outwardly comply while inwardly defying him is already outrageous enough; to falsely convey his orders is a completely different matter.

How dare they interfere with his plans without authorization?

How is that possible?

White Zetsu was a creation he cultivated after the battle at the Valley of the End, using the Gedo Mazo and Hashirama's cells.

As for Black Zetsu, it was created by Obito himself after the Battle of Kannabi Bridge, before he entrusted the plan to him, and he imbued it with his own will.

In his mind, White Zetsu was a weapon he had personally trained, while Black Zetsu was the embodiment of his will.

They might mess things up due to their lack of ability, but they shouldn't have any thoughts of going against him, much less use his name to deceive Obito.

Ban leaned back on the stone chair and went over all the things that had happened to Jue over the years.

Could it be that something happened in the years after his death that he was unaware of?

Is Jue secretly being controlled by some force?

He was puzzled.

The only certainty was that things were more complicated than he had imagined.

Ban closed his eyes, his face darkening.

If even Jue has problems, then wouldn't everything he's done over the years have become a joke from beginning to end?

On the other side, Konoha Village.

Inside the Hokage Building.

Snapped!

Tsunade slammed the pen she was holding onto the table.

"Damn it! Why are there so many problems to deal with in this village?"

"I'm the Hokage, not some old lady from a local guild! Why do you have to report something like a clogged sewer to me?"

Standing to the side, Shizune was holding a thick stack of documents in her arms. She dutifully reminded her, "Lady Tsunade, please be more serious."

"These are all necessary procedures for the village to function. If you don't finish them now, your workload will only increase exponentially tomorrow."

As Shizune spoke, she pulled two more files from her bosom and placed them in front of Tsunade.

"This budget adjustment proposal must be signed today, and the duty roster for the security forces next month also needs your personal review."

Tsunade covered her ears in pain, "The Hokage is definitely not a human being."

The more she thought about it, the angrier she became. She slammed her fist on the table and gritted her teeth, saying, "Next time I see Jiraiya, I'm going to give him a good beating!"

"That bastard, how dare he push me into this hellhole!"

Silent could only hold the documents and smile bitterly.

Just then, a familiar yet chilling aura of chakra appeared outside the office.

The annoyance on Tsunade's face vanished instantly, and her sharp gaze shot straight toward the office door.

"You dare to come to Konoha?"

Shizune realized something and her body tensed up immediately.

The guards outside the window also made a move, and several figures quickly approached the office.

The door was slowly pushed open from the outside.

Orochimaru walked in unhurriedly, his pale face still bearing the smile that Tsunade found infuriating.

"Hehehe————"

"It's been a long time, Tsunade."

He glanced at the mountain of documents on the table and said casually, "Are you getting used to the Fifth Hokage's seat? You don't seem too happy."

"Orochimaru—" Shizune's expression changed completely, her gaze fixed on him, not daring to relax for a moment.

Hearing Orochimaru make fun of her about the Hokage, Tsunade's anger intensified.

"Stop being sarcastic. I don't know how you sneaked in, but Konoha doesn't welcome you. If you know what's good for you, get out of here."

Faced with Tsunade's anger, Orochimaru simply spread his hands helplessly, as if he had expected her to react this way.

"Don't get so angry, Tsunade."

"I'm here today not to fight you, but with the utmost sincerity to discuss a cooperation with Konoha."

Tsunade scoffed, "Cooperate? Konoha won't cooperate with someone like you."

"Are you really not going to reconsider?" Orochimaru wasn't in a hurry; instead, he revealed a confident smile.

"Won't you listen to what I brought first?"

"I'm warning you one last time, Orochimaru." Tsunade clenched her fist, which cracked loudly.

"Get out of my sight before I lose my temper, or you might suffer less."

Orochimaru raised his hands in a gesture of surrender.

Seeing Tsunade's ready-to-fight stance at the slightest provocation, he put away his mockery and said seriously, "The bargaining chip I brought today is a portion of the research results that can reliably reproduce Wood Release."

Tsunade was stunned.

Orochimaru smiled confidently.

"As long as Konoha is willing to cooperate, I can make Konoha in the real world master the method of stable transplantation of Wood Release, just like in the dream."

The office fell silent.

Shizune subconsciously looked at Tsunade, who was also speechless.

Wood Release is the power that my grandfather used to dominate the ninja world, and it is also the glory of the Senju clan.

Since his grandfather's death, apart from Tenzo, an unrepeatable accident, no one in Konoha has inherited that power.

Now, Orochimaru actually says that he can turn the accidental events in Tenzo's life into an inevitability?

Orochimaru noticed Tsunade's shock and coaxed her gently, "Tsunade, although the Senju clan has now completely integrated into Konoha, you should know that there are still many descendants in the village who have the blood of the Senju."

"If I can select suitable individuals from among them and help them regain mastery of Wood Release, allowing the Senju clan to rise again in a different way, wouldn't that be a good thing for you and Konoha?"

It must be said that this proposal is indeed very tempting.

Tsunade stared at Orochimaru for a few seconds, then clasped her hands to her heavy conscience, the anger in her eyes gradually subsiding.

"That's fine, but are you sure you can do it? Don't get too caught up in this and think of yourself as the Fourth Hokage from your dream. You failed miserably back then, so why should I believe you now?"

When Orochimaru was directly compared to his dream self, the smile on his face finally began to falter.

A shadow of gloom flashed across his golden vertical pupils as he said unhappily, "What he can do, I can naturally do too."

"Just because we didn't succeed back then doesn't mean we can't do it now. If Konoha is willing to cooperate this time, I'll only do better than him."

.

Seeing Orochimaru's unusually exasperated expression, Tsunade's mood inexplicably improved.

She scoffed, "Stop trying to flatter yourself. Even if you two have the same face, the difference is huge. I believe the one in the dream who said that, but as for you—"

Tsunade looked him up and down, then waved her hand dismissively.

"Let's forget about it."

"you!"

Orochimaru took a deep breath, suppressing his anger, and gritted his teeth as he asked, "Enough with the nonsense, do you still want Wood Release or not?"

"Of course I want it," Tsunade answered quite frankly.

"But what is your purpose? I don't think you would be so kind as to hand over the technology that can reliably reproduce Wood Release to Konoha for no reason."

"Orochimaru, I know you better than anyone else."

Orochimaru felt increasingly annoyed.

Why is it that every single one of them, when discussing a deal with him, is worried about his motives?

The masked man is like that, and so is Tsunade.

Orochimaru was displeased and scoffed, "What? Can't I simply want to contribute to Konoha?"

"ha?"

Tsunade stared at him for a long time as if she had heard the biggest joke in the ninja world, and said with disgust, "Forget it, Orochimaru, you can save those nauseating words for fooling ghosts."

"Stop your rambling and tell me your real purpose."

Orochimaru sighed impatiently and said, "I want you to release those people from Otogakure: Kidomaru, Sakon, Ukon, Jirobo, and Tayuya."

"Konoha has not released the results of their handling of the case. If the intelligence is correct, they should still be imprisoned in Konoha's dungeons."

Tsunade was prepared to wait for Orochimaru to ask for an exorbitant price, but she was completely stunned when she heard this.

"Huh? You came to Konoha to negotiate with them, bringing the results of your Wood Release techniques, just to get Konoha to release those guys?"

Orochimaru did not avoid her scrutinizing gaze.

"Yes, for them."

Time flies.

That night.

When Madara Uchiha opened his eyes again, he found himself sitting in the Hokage's office once more.

The documents on the table and the green plants by the window seemed exactly the same as when he last left.

Suddenly, a furious shout rang in my ears.

"Bandit! I really misjudged you!"

Madara Uchiha frowned and turned to look at him in confusion.

Hashirama Senju was pointing a finger at his nose.

His face, which was always smiling, was now filled with anger and disappointment.

"You're absolutely unreasonable!"

Before Madara Uchiha could figure out what was going on, Tobirama Senju sneered, "Brother, I told you long ago that the Uchiha clan is not trustworthy at all."

Uchiha Izuna stood beside Uchiha Madara.

Upon hearing this, his face immediately darkened.

"Tobirama, what did you say? Watch your mouth!"

"You say we Uchiha are untrustworthy? I think you Senju clan members have ulterior motives!"

Izuna glared at Tobirama Senju without backing down.

"What, you want to fight?"

Listening to the tense argument around him, Madara Uchiha, sitting in the main seat, quickly sorted out what had happened before the last dream ended.

Didn't he already agree to what Hashirama did last time?

Just before he woke up from his dream, he even went to the West District and worked with Hashirama for most of the day.

The two had clearly reached a consensus at that time.

Logically speaking, even if Hashirama wasn't grateful to him when they met again, he shouldn't have acted as if he wanted to break off their relationship on the spot.

What exactly happened in between?

Madara Uchiha frowned, deep in thought, but Hashirama Senju seemed to have completely lost hope in him, giving him no chance to explain.

He gave Uchiha Madara a deep look.

"Ban, you'd better watch yourself."

"Konoha is the result of our joint efforts, and it is also a place where countless people place their hopes."

"I will never stand by and watch you lead this village down the wrong path."

As soon as he finished speaking, Hashirama Senju turned around and strode towards the door.

Tobirama Senju followed closely behind him.

Before leaving, he glanced back at Madara Uchiha, a cold smile playing on his lips.

boom!

The office door was slammed shut.

Madara Uchiha sat in the chair, unable to grasp the situation before him for a moment.

What exactly is going on?

The morning light streaming in through the window fell on his shoulders, but he felt no warmth whatsoever.

In this dream, I am clearly as close as Hashirama as brothers.

During their previous meetings, Hashirama's gaze towards him remained as ardent as ever.

No matter what the disagreements are, a solution can always be found.

Why did everything change so much in just a few days?

What did the other self in the dream do during the time he was away?

The long-lost sense of helplessness made Madara Uchiha increasingly irritable.

He turned his head and looked at his younger brother beside him, wanting to find out from Izuna what had happened after he left the dream.

To everyone's surprise, Izuna, who had always admired him the most, did not stand with him as usual this time, and instead berated the Senju clan for being unreasonable.

Uchiha Izuna looked at him for a moment with an indescribable expression, and finally sighed softly.

"Nisan, this time, you really made a mistake."

Madara Uchiha was stunned.

What?! Even Izuna has this attitude?

Why?

In this dream, even his younger brother started to distance himself from him?

Just as Madara Uchiha was about to press for more information, Izuna, seemingly wanting to clarify the matter, spoke up again.

"Nii-san, don't be angry—"

Just as Izuna spoke, that familiar voice from deep within his mind rang out again.

"That Hashirama guy actually dared to openly criticize me in his office."

"What gives him the right to lecture me?"

"I am the Hokage."

"Who does Hashirama think he is, to dare point fingers at me?"

That damn voice again.

The constant stream of doubts and frustrations had already made it difficult for Madara Uchiha to remain calm.

This time, the whispers brought not only harsh words, but also a surge of anger that didn't belong to his current state of mind.

"Shut up!"

Madara Uchiha momentarily forgot that Izuna was still standing in front of him and slammed his hand on the desk.

With a bang, the wooden tabletop cracked, and Uchiha Izuna froze.

He looked incredulously at the desk that was about to break in two, then looked up at his brother.

Madara Uchiha's words just now were a rebuke to the voice in his mind.

However, only the two brothers were in the office.

In Izuna's view, there is only one explanation.

The worry that had been in his eyes gradually dimmed.

Looking at his older brother who wouldn't listen to anything, Uchiha Izuna gave a bitter smile.

"Fine, I'll shut up. Since you won't listen to anything I say, I have nothing more to say."

"Nii-san, I won't bother you anymore."

"You're here all alone, take some time to calm down."

After saying that, he left the office without looking back.

Madara Uchiha opened his mouth, as if to call out to Izuna.

"Izuna, I'm not—"

The words were on the tip of his tongue, but he couldn't continue.

Should we tell Izuna that there's another voice speaking in his head?

Before everything is clear, this explanation sounds like it might only make things worse.

Moreover, he has never been good at this.

Even in front of their closest relatives, they don't have the habit of explaining misunderstandings.

Madara Uchiha could only watch Izuna's figure disappear outside the door, remaining motionless for a long time.

He only snapped out of his chaotic thoughts when the desk, unable to bear the weight any longer, cracked completely in two with a snap.

Madara Uchiha's breathing gradually calmed down, and his surging anger subsided little by little.

He just lost his composure.

After being teased just a little, he acted like a greenhorn on his first battlefield, losing all sense of propriety in front of Izuna.

Hmph, no matter what exactly is going on, this outcome is probably exactly what they wanted.

If this continues, he will eventually push away everyone who cares about him.

Madara Uchiha closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and slowly exhaled.

He must find out the truth as soon as possible.

Otherwise, the version of himself in this dream would probably suffer the same fate as in reality: isolated, misunderstood, and ultimately turn against Hashirama, becoming a lonely figure.

The situation in this dream might even be worse.

In reality, Izuna died young and did not stand on the opposite side of him.

In this dream, Izuna is still alive.

If those whispers continue to haunt him, constantly distorting his judgment and amplifying his suspicions, then one day, Izuna will be completely disappointed in him, just like Hashirama.

Madara Uchiha would never allow such a thing.

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