Naruto: Experience Pain, Start by Copying the Entire Shinobi World

The ambiguous yet slightly dangerous atmosphere in the Hokage's office was ultimately dispelled by Qianxuan's superb "foot massage" skills.

Tsunade leaned back in the Hokage's chair, her eyes slightly narrowed, enjoying the just-right pressure. A hint of relaxed comfort finally appeared on her pretty face, which had been tense all day.

She didn't mention those women again.

Some issues, if discussed too clearly, can actually hurt feelings.

She knew in her heart that this man couldn't be tied down. Rather than strangling him with a rope, she might as well turn the entire grassland into her own pasture.

As for those wildflowers that occasionally sneak in to eat a few bites of grass... as long as the rancher is still himself, he'll just turn a blind eye.

Tsunade silently gave herself a thumbs up for her remarkable magnanimity.

……

Three months later.

Beside the "God's Canyon" that stretches across two hundred miles of desert in the Land of Wind, a bustling scene unfolds.

Thousands of Sunagakure ninjas took off their ninja vests, which symbolized their identity, and put on a gray work uniform.

Under the scorching sun, they laid heavy steel rails on the parched sand.

The clanging and banging sounds, along with the howling of the wind and sand from afar, intertwined to create a slightly absurd symphony belonging to the new era.

"Damn it, I feel like my back is about to break."

A Sand Village Jonin threw his iron hammer to the ground, plopped down on the scorching tracks, and gasped for breath.

"Back in the day, I was an elite soldier who could take on an entire squad by myself. Now look what I've done, I'm just a laborer building a railway."

"Stop complaining."

His companion unscrewed the water bottle, took a big gulp of water,

"It's good enough if we can find something to do. Haven't you seen what the village is like now? We can't even get a single B-level or higher mission in the mission hall for a month. If we don't come out and find some work, our whole family will starve."

"That's what they say, but I still feel frustrated."

The Jonin who spoke first smacked his thigh.

"We work hard here and risk our lives, but the lion's share of the money goes to those bloodsuckers in Konoha."

"Then what can you do?"

His companion sneered, gestured with his lip, and indicated that he should look at a makeshift shed not far away.

Under the pergola, Kakashi Hatake was leisurely leaning back in a deck chair, engrossed in a bright orange comic book with a striking cover.

He looked more like someone on a beach vacation than someone supervising the construction.

"See? That's the 'logic'."

His companion's voice was very low.

"One person could slaughter all of us, thousands of people. You're trying to reason with them?"

The Jonin remained silent.

He simply raised his head, gazing at the endless steel dragon stretching across the desert, his expression complex.

He no longer understands this world.

Just then, a uniquely shaped aircraft bearing the Konoha logo slowly landed on the open ground.

Several logistics personnel from Konoha came down, but instead of distributing supplies, they nailed a huge, bright red notice scroll to the construction site's bulletin board.

That was Konoha's highest-level "announcement to the entire ninja world".

The Sand Village Jonin stepped forward, his gaze landing on the most conspicuous spot on the scroll.

The Fourth Hokage, Tsunade, will marry Sakuya Chigen in the winter of Konoha year 51.

"Clang!"

The hammer in the Jonin's hand fell to the ground.

It wasn't just him. Within a radius of several miles, all the knocking and commotion ceased abruptly in that instant.

Thousands of Sand Village ninjas were frozen in place, staring blankly at the crimson announcement, their minds completely blank.

marry?

That man is going to marry Tsunade?

After a brief silence, someone in the crowd let out a long sigh of relief.

"Damn...that's great."

That sound was like igniting a powder keg.

"Yes! They finally got married!"

"Now that you're married and have a family, shouldn't you tone it down a bit?"

"After we have children, he can't just keep running off and making a fool of us, can he?"

The emotions that had been suppressed for so long, mixed with fear, humiliation and a little bit of inexplicable relief, finally erupted at this moment.

The entire construction site erupted in what could be described as enthusiastic cheers.

Anyone who didn't know the situation would have thought it was the Kazekage of Sunagakure getting married.

Under the shade of the canopy, Kakashi put down the comic book in his hand, looked at the group of jubilant Sand Village ninjas in the distance, and scratched his silver hair helplessly.

He felt that if Senior Qianxuan saw this scene, he might extend the construction period of the railway by another three to five years because the "gift" was too small.

……

At the same time, in Iwagakure Village.

In the Tsuchikage's office, Onoki looked at the newspaper in his hand, his old face so gloomy it could drip water.

"This is outrageous! This is outrageous!"

He was so angry that he trembled all over, and even the ground beneath his feet cracked slightly under the influence of the Dust Release chakra.

"After beating us up, they want to invite us to their wedding?! This is like pissing on the face of our Iwagakure village!"

"Grandpa, should we go or not?"

Heitu asked cautiously.

"Yes! Of course we'll go!"

Onoki said through gritted teeth,

"Not only must we go, but we must also prepare a generous gift!"

He paused, his voice sounding as if squeezed out from between his teeth.

"Use the hardest and most expensive black gold stone from our village to forge a pure gold... coffin for them!"

Hei Tu's face was covered in black lines.

……

The Thousand Hands Mansion.

The atmosphere in the courtyard was somewhat strange.

Mei Terumi, Yekura, Konan, Rin, and Shizuka were sitting around a stone table, helping Tsunade choose the style of dress she would wear to her wedding.

On the table were design drawings from the top designers in the entire ninja world, each one so beautiful that it was impossible to look away.

"I think this one is good."

Mei Terumi pointed to one of the pictures,

"The high-neck design highlights Tsunade's queenly aura."

"This one is nice too."

Yekura's judgment remains as sharp as ever.

"The fishtail hemline perfectly showcases the curves of the body."

Several women chattered excitedly, as if they were choosing their own wedding dresses.

Tsunade sat to the side, holding a cup of tea, a happy smile on her face, but a little uneasy inside.

It felt like I had just won a long and arduous war, but instead of crying and wailing, the princesses of the defeated country came over to help me count the spoils of war.

No matter how you look at it, it's awkward.

"Lady Tsunade, what do you think?"

Konan pushed several of the final selected design drawings in front of Tsunade.

Tsunade glanced at them, then at the several women, each with their own unique charm and breathtaking beauty, and suddenly sighed.

"you……"

She hesitated.

"us?"

Mei Terumi blinked her emerald green eyes and asked, feigning ignorance.

"It's nothing."

Tsunade ultimately swallowed her words.

She couldn't possibly ask:

"On my wedding day, aren't you guys planning to do something?"

That would be too degrading.

Just then, a crisp sound broke the strange atmosphere.

"Tsunade-neechan! Where's my master?"

Hinata Hyuga, leading a large group of little girls including Naruto, Sasuke, and Shikamaru, burst in with a bang.

"Qian Xuan..."

Tsunade got a headache just thinking about that troublesome guy.

"He's off running off somewhere again, I don't know where."

"oh."

Hinata nodded, then pulled out a booklet from behind her that read "A Wedding Gift for Master and Mistress - On How to Effectively Cultivate the Next Generation of Geniuses" and handed it over.

"Tsunade-neechan, this is a gift that we all prepared together."

Tsunade took it curiously and turned to the first page.

The drawing above is by Naruto, a crooked bowl of ramen, with the words "..." written next to it.

"Wishing Master and Tsunade a speedy birth of their child! I'll protect the baby from now on!"

The second page was written by Sasuke, with two cool-looking big characters: "Congratulations."

The third page contains Shikamaru's message: "Happy Wedding."

……

Tsunade turned the pages one by one, her smile growing ever gentler.

However, when she turned to the last page, her gentle smile froze instantly.

On the last page, Hinata had written a line in her delicate handwriting.

Based on Master's excellent genes and the superior bloodline limits of all the sisters, I have a preliminary calculation: theoretically, to produce a descendant surpassing the Sage of Six Paths in the shortest possible time, at least... seven children would be needed.

Below, an extremely detailed gene pairing diagram, comparable to an academic paper, is attached, showing how to optimize the combination of different bloodline limits.

A vein on Tsunade's forehead, like an earthworm, slowly bulged out.