Naruto: My Chat Group Spans History...

"Next, we need to create a Sage Mode!"

He has Wood Release but not Sage Mode; he hasn't even reached half of Hashirama's strength.

Hashirama's strength lies in the perfect fusion of Wood Release, Sage Body, Ashura Chakra, and Sage Mode; none of these can be missing.

In contrast, he currently only possesses Wood Release and Sage Body physique, a significant difference.

I glanced at the Immortal Mode in the shop; it was quite expensive, and even with a 20% discount, I still didn't have enough gold coins.

He only has 100,000 left.

[Sage Mode: Price: 150,000 Gold Coins (120,000 Gold Coins after 20% discount)]

[After purchasing Sage Mode, you will be able to quickly enter a Sage state in any place containing natural energy, comprehensively enhancing your abilities across various fields such as ninjutsu, taijutsu, and genjutsu, and even mastering powerful Sage Techniques.]

That's enough for today...

Yuuki Shinomiya glanced reluctantly at the Sage Mode description before closing the page.

Just then, a low groan came from the side, and Sasuke finally woke up slowly.

"You're awake! The surgery was a great success. You're a girl now."

Shinomiya Yuuki looked at him with a smile on her face.

Sasuke, who had just woken up, was still groggy. Upon hearing this, he was struck dumb and instantly became fully awake. He subconsciously touched his body and breathed a sigh of relief.

"You bastard!"

Sasuke was furious and embarrassed. How could this guy be so mischievous, making such a joke!

"Haha, don't mind me, Sasuke. Do you know that you are the only surviving son of the Uchiha clan? The future of the entire clan rests on your shoulders."

"Oh, right, and Itachi too. You two have a tough mission ahead of you."

Sasuke shifted his body expressionlessly, a hint of helplessness flashing in his eyes.

"This is your home? You live here?"

Sasuke looked around, a hint of doubt in his eyes.

Actually, this place is not bad, but for a strong person like Shinomiya Yuuki, it does seem a bit shabby and does not quite match his status.

"Don't compare me to you, the eldest son of the Uchiha clan. I'm dirt poor."

"You also experience financial difficulties?"

"It's not that bad, but I just like the comfort here and I'm too lazy to move."

Just then, the sound of a door being pushed open interrupted their conversation. Yamanaka Ino, carrying a food box, gracefully entered the room.

Seeing that there were two people inside, she was slightly surprised, then nodded to Sasuke as a greeting.

"Hey, what brings you here?"

Ino placed the food box on the table: "I noticed your kitchen light was always off, so I knew you must have forgotten to eat again. I brought you some, so eat it while it's hot."

Yuyue smiled brightly: "So thoughtful? If I could marry her, I'd be living a life of endless bliss."

"I think my chances are pretty good."

"screw you."

"It's leftovers at home, and I'm going to throw it away anyway, so I might as well give it to you."

Ino rolled her eyes at him and began taking out dishes one by one from the food box.

The color is enticing, and it's steaming hot; it's clearly freshly baked, and I'm still chewing on it.

"Alright, alright, I'll respectfully comply."

"Sasuke, would you like some?" Shinomiya Yuzuki invited, picking up her bowl and chopsticks.

Sasuke's gaze lingered between the two of them before he finally couldn't help but ask, "What... is your relationship?"

"no!"

"Yes."

Yuzuki and Ino spoke in unison, but their answers were completely different.

Sasuke: "..."

"Okay, I'm getting more and more confused about this plot. Whatever, I'm too lazy to think about it."

Sasuke rubbed his temples, got up, and walked to the window.

"Sasuke, aren't you going to eat anything?"

Sasuke shook his head, and with a dashing leap, disappeared into the night.

After Sasuke left, Ino sat down next to Yuuki and, while he was wolfing down his food, secretly pinched Yuuki's waist.

Her cheeks flushed slightly: "Why did you say that?"

Shinomiya Yuuki blinked. This twist was nothing to his immortal body, but he still exaggeratedly made a painful expression.

"What do you mean?"

"Well... Sasuke asked us if we were in that kind of relationship, and why did you nod?"

"I'm an honest person, so of course I'll tell the truth. By the way, why is your face so red? Did someone touch your head?"

At this moment, Ino was like a bomb about to explode, clenching her fists and gritting her teeth: "What nonsense are you spouting now..."

"you……"

Before Ino could bombard her with questions, Yuzuki had already quickly picked up a chicken leg and stuffed it into her mouth.

"Mmm..." She suddenly widened her eyes.

"It seems only good food can calm you down for a while."

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In the vast land of the Rain Country, towering water towers stand out prominently, each offering a superb vantage point for panoramic views of the country.

At this moment, the masked man stood alone atop a water tower, silent, having stood there for two hours.

Soon, a clumsy white Zetsu slowly climbed up the cold steel support, and was panting heavily when it finally reached the top of the tower.

Immediately afterwards, a dark shadow silently invaded White Zetsu's body. The blackness spread rapidly, engulfing White Zetsu and turning it into a black and white mixture. Clearly, Black Zetsu had taken the lead.

"What's wrong with you?" Black Zetsu couldn't contain his doubts any longer and finally asked.

Ever since the masked man returned from his trip, he has looked like this, standing alone at the top of the tower, letting the cold wind blow on him, completely immersed in an indescribable emotion.

In layman's terms, it's emo.

Black Zetsu watched him from below for two hours, his head nearly spinning from the wind. He wanted to get closer but was limited by his mayfly technique, which allowed him to only move through the ground. He was helpless against the steel water tower, so he had no choice but to possess White Zetsu's body again to investigate.

However, Black Zetsu's questions went unanswered, and the masked man remained silent, which made Black Zetsu extremely anxious.

He knew nothing about the masked man's situation, but his plan to save his mother depended entirely on this man. Without his help, his grand ambition to collect the tailed beasts was nothing but a pipe dream.

"Ban, cheer up! Think about our plan. What obstacle in this world can't we overcome?"

"Once the Eye of the Moon project is realized, the world will become perfect, and your troubles will disappear."

The name Black Zetsu used seemed to touch something, and the masked man was slightly taken aback. The name "Madara" stirred something within him.

That's right, he is now playing the legendary figure, Madara Uchiha, not the deceased Obito Uchiha.

In her thoughts, Rin Nohara's gentle smile, Kakashi's resolute back, and Obito's various encounters in his youth flashed by like a revolving lantern, but in the end, they were all replaced by the ideal world of the Eye of the Moon described by Madara Uchiha.

That peaceful and wonderful future world.

In an instant, all the confusion and past events vanished like floating clouds, and the masked man's determination became stronger than ever before.

"You're right." There was a hint of relief in his voice.

"It's good that you think this way. Stop overthinking. Our operation is about to begin a new chapter."

Witnessing the masked man regain his confidence, Black Zetsu managed a forced smile on his sharply defined face, though it was distorted and ugly.

Driven by curiosity, Black Zetsu couldn't help but want to find out what kind of serious injury the masked man had suffered that caused such a huge emotional fluctuation.

"Where did you go during the day? With your strength, who could possibly frustrate you like this?"

The masked man tilted his head back slightly. A light rain had started to fall again, but in this land of rain, such weather was commonplace.

The raindrops gradually intensified, pattering against the mask and sliding down his cheeks, making it impossible to tell whether they were tears or simply raindrops.

"I'm fine."

"It's just a little bit of hardship."