Immortality begins with the ninjas of Konoha.

Chapter 132 The Prophecy of Change

In early May, the Konoha ninja celebrated the end of the Third Shinobi World War and cheered for the incoming Fourth Hokage.

Before Tsunade even officially took office, several more trade routes had been added to the village, and some medicines and herbs had gained market recognition, attracting more and more buyers.

The village's budget for the second half of the year will definitely increase, and the salaries will be improved. The ninjas working in their regular departments are all praising the new Hokage's leadership.

Inside the Hokage Building, Hiruzen Sarutobi noticed that most of the documents on his desk were missing, and Tsunade was leisurely reading a medical book. He couldn't help but clear his throat and ask, "Tsunade, how's it going? Are you settling into the work of the Hokage?"

"Old man, didn't you see I've already processed all these documents?"

"Don't underestimate me, it's just some budget approvals and personnel changes."

Tsunade, with her blonde hair flowing freely, rested her chin on her hand and responded casually, a stark contrast to her irritable state from a while ago. Hiruzen Sarutobi was both amused and exasperated, and had to remind her, "I heard that Xiu uses five shadow clones to assist you with your work?"

"As a teacher, you have to take on more responsibility."

Tsunade was a little embarrassed, but she didn't show it on her face. Pointing to the two piles of documents on the table, she replied in a low voice, "Xiu just helped me categorize them so that I can handle urgent matters immediately."

"I've looked at every document; they're mostly about budget issues. I feel like the Hokage is more like a butler, coming to me with every little problem!"

Hiruzen Sarutobi, pipe in hand, chuckled. Compared to the elusive Jiraiya and the enigmatic Orochimaru, Tsunade was far more reliable: "Konoha is our home. As the 'head of the family,' you naturally have to take good care of every family member."

"Old man, you're still as long-winded as ever!"

After making a comment, Tsunade ignored Hiruzen Sarutobi, who had started wandering around again. After retiring, this teacher always liked to wander around the village, completely losing the dignity of the Hokage.

When Osamu Furukawa, dressed in his Jonin blue casual clothes, entered the room carrying documents, Tsunade was asleep on the desk again. Hearing the sound, she immediately sat up and said, "Just put the documents here..."

"What?! You could have just used the Flying Thunder Technique to come in..."

"Teacher, you'll be Hokage soon, you can't just use ninjutsu here."

Furukawa Osamu came to Tsunade's side and responded softly. Seeing the lingering sleepiness in her, he couldn't help but remind her again: "There's no need to suppress your body's instincts during training. After the Hundred Healings Seal absorbs more chakra, your body will feel sleepy."

"This is a manifestation of my mental strength being affected. If I want the technique to evolve, I don't need to worry about my Sage Chakra."

Tsunade turned her head away from her disciple, feeling that letting her body recklessly absorb Sage Chakra would cause serious problems. Just as she was about to speak, Furukawa Osamu reached out and wiped her cheek.

"Some text has been printed on it, teacher, you need to pay attention to the Hokage's image!"

"If the other subordinates saw this, they would definitely make a fool of themselves."

Tsunade subconsciously gripped Furukawa Osamu's left hand, staring blankly for a while before awkwardly lowering her head: "I'm entrusting my future training to you. I really need to pull myself together."

With the Fourth Hokage of Konoha about to take office, the White Zetsu easily gathered detailed information.

As the victorious nation, Konoha's every move attracts the attention of the other four major ninja villages.

In the dark stone cave, Uchiha Madara had been lost in memories for many days since hearing the news. Seeing the old man like this, Obito felt inexplicably sad.

Whenever he hears "Hashirama", he can't help but think of Rin Nohara and Kakashi.

For those who are already dead in the real world, these precious memories are the driving force behind the plan.

"Cough...cough, I've reached my limit. Even the Gedo Mazo's chakra can no longer stop my body from collapsing."

"My people, seeing me like this, you should understand what kind of opponent you are facing."

"Osamu Furukawa is definitely not the person you remember. He inherited Tobirama Senju's will, and once he discovers the Eye of the Moon Plan, he will only kill you with his own hands."

"Remember my words, be fully prepared, and kill him with your eye technique when you meet him."

"Hashirama, I hope we can continue our battle in the Pure Land. I will soon return to this world to sever all ties of karma..."

Madara Uchiha leaned back in the stone chair, his long white hair obscuring half of his face. In his final moments, his crimson Sharingan gazed at the Gedo Mazo, a hint of anticipation in his eyes.

Obito Uchiha sat in front of Madara Uchiha, and as he watched the old man's breathing grow lighter and lighter, he couldn't help but close his eyes as well.

The laughing and joking White Zetsu fell silent. The Gedo Mazo continued to transmit chakra, but Madara Uchiha's aura gradually disappeared.

"Lord Madara is gone!"

"Lord Madara was killed by the evil Osamu Furukawa a long time ago. What terrifying Sage Art..."

"I always felt that Obito was no match for Furukawa Osamu; that guy killed over three thousand of his predecessors!"

"Idiot, with the power of those Mangekyou Sharingan, no one can kill Obito."

"Space-time ninjutsu, Susanoo, he just lacks some combat experience, he just needs to kill more people."

"Lord Madara never told me what the urge to poop feels like..."

A group of White Zetsu chattered around Obito, but soon Black Zetsu merged into one body, grass-like structures appearing on either side of his head. In a low, hoarse voice, he commanded, "Shut up! Lord Madara has already arranged everything. Now Obito is Uchiha Madara, and we must obey his orders!"

Ignoring the numerous White Zetsu, Obito Uchiha stood up and walked to Madara Uchiha. Looking at the old man's withered body, he finally bowed his head and thanked him: "No matter what your purpose was, you are the first person to teach me so many ninjutsu."

"I will complete this plan and put an end to this hellish reality."

Black Zetsu could still sense Obito's kindness, but this emotion was of no help to the plan. Thinking of the power of those Mangekyou Sharingan, he couldn't help but secretly plan: "It seems he still needs some despair. Unbelievable, after experiencing so much, he still holds onto a sliver of hope..."

Obito was unaware of Black Zetsu's intentions. In his view, Black Zetsu was merely a life form created by Madara Uchiha using Yin-Yang Release.

Obito summoned the ancient White Zetsu to possess him, and his entire body was enveloped in the White Zetsu. His voice immediately changed, and after surveying the group of White Zetsu and the Gedo Mazo, he issued his first order: "Go to the Land of Rain to receive Nagato."

"Project Eye of the Moon is officially launched! The power of the Rinnegan must be in my hands!"

Although Black Zetsu sensed something was amiss, he lacked the power to stop Obito. The White Zetsu, laughing and joking, cheered as they buried Madara Uchiha, shouting joyfully, "Finally, we're leaving this place!"

"Lord Madara, shall we return to the Iron Country Peninsula? Perhaps some weapons remain there."

"The Uchiha clan's fan was lost in that battle; it was a weapon that symbolized Madara's status."

Obito knew that Furukawa Osamu had "packaged up" the Uchiha clan's legacy, but he had no interest in taking back those inanimate objects.

The White Zetsu were still clamoring to return to their homeland when, impatient, Obito Uchiha suddenly unleashed Kamui. Without any warning, one of the White Zetsu instantly twisted and died: "Amazing! As expected of Madara-sama's power!"

"Let's go to the Land of Rain. Nagato doesn't know the Six Paths Technique yet, so maybe we can take the opportunity to gain his trust."

"Lord Madara, please take us with you!"

Obito Uchiha silently activated his Hollowfication, and in the blink of an eye, he disappeared from the stone cave. Black Zetsu slowly sank into the ground, his black half-face twitching at the corner of his mouth: "This guy's power is truly terrifying."

At the moment of Madara Uchiha's death, the remaining Indra and Ashura chakra in his body returned to some unknown space under an unknown force, quietly awaiting the arrival of a host.

As usual, the Myoboku Mountain Secret Realm was filled with the sounds of frogs. The toads living here were laughing and playing, and as long-lived species, they did not have to worry about their lifespan.

"Oh dear! The master seems to be getting increasingly sleepy lately..."

"It's clearly Alzheimer's, honey. Stop making excuses. Sometimes even he doesn't remember us."

The white eyebrows of the immortal twitched. His wife might be telling the truth, but it was still a bit much to say that he had Alzheimer's in front of the old man.

The giant toad wearing a crystal ball hat was fast asleep in its seat. Just as the two toads finished speaking, it suddenly opened its eyes and murmured, "Child of Prophecy... the blond-haired, blue-eyed child seems to be in great trouble..."

"The power is dissipating, the tailed beasts are disappearing, and the future is becoming chaotic..."

"My lord!"

Fukasaku the Sage hurriedly jumped in front of them and called out loudly. The Great Toad Sage, who seemed to have fully regained consciousness, opened his large eyes and looked at the two of them. A look of confusion appeared on the old toad's face: "What kind of power is this?"

"Ah, the future is becoming unclear. Fukasaku, go and inform the child who made the contract with us."

"Tell him that the Child of Prophecy needs help..."

"Should we inform Jiraiya?"

"The Shinobi World War has just ended, sir. What exactly happened?"

Seeing that Fukasaku was still loudly greeting him, Shima immediately stepped forward and punched him, then stood with his legs apart and loudly complained, "The old man's asleep again! I knew it was senile dementia!"