novellhall Chapter 946 How can a remake of a classic possibly fail?
Chapter 946 How can a remake of a classic possibly fail?
"Oh!"
As visible sawdust scattered across the floor, Hiruzen Sarutobi, who was buried in piles of documents at his workstation "observing the people's conditions," suddenly shuddered.
After skillfully stuffing the crystal ball into the drawer full of tissues, he looked up, his face showing displeasure as his childhood friend barged in without even knocking. His gray eyebrows furrowed into a deep frown.
"Danzo, the money for repairing the gate will be deducted from the root department's budget."
"Now is not the time to concern ourselves with these trivial details."
Upon hearing that his pay would be deducted, Danzo's gloomy face twitched, and he slammed his large hand, which was holding something, onto the table. Hiruzen Sarutobi looked closely and saw that it was a secret letter covered in densely written small characters.
"Monkey, I've received reliable information that the Uchiha clan suddenly convened a clan meeting today. These evil guys must be plotting something!"
"Ugh"
Looking at Danzo's sinister face, Hiruzen Sarutobi sighed softly, then reached into another drawer and took a document, gently placing it on the table.
"This is the application for the clan meeting submitted by the Uchiha clan, which details the scale of the clan meeting, the theme of the meeting, and the list of participants."
"How is that possible? The Uchiha clan has never submitted such an application before. There must be some conspiracy involved."
Upon hearing this, Danzo's expression froze for a moment, then he picked up the application and carefully read through it. He found that the contents were identical to what his subordinates had gathered, and then he slammed it on the table in disbelief, his single eye filled with doubt.
"Monkey, don't be fooled by them. Don't forget what your teacher said: the Uchiha are extremely cunning!"
"It's because you have too much prejudice against the Uchiha. Their clan gathering this time was just a simple welcome party."
Upon hearing Danzo mention his fallen teacher, Hiruzen Sarutobi frowned almost imperceptibly.
To ensure the stability of the village, he has been trying his best to reduce the influence of the First and Second Hokage over the years, and has spent a lot of money to make himself the strongest Hokage in Konoha.
"Welcome party? Monkey, you didn't actually believe that old man Uchiha Fire Core's nonsense?"
Not long ago, Uchiha Kagami came to report on the mission in person, clearly stating that Uchiha Gin's identity was beyond doubt, and that the other party was Uchiha Madara's cousin who had faked his death and escaped many years ago.
"I believe in my disciples."
Hiruzen Sarutobi lowered his straw hat and slowly lit his pipe.
Jiraiya came to see him and learned from this disciple that Uchiha Gin had briefly stayed in the Land of Rain a few years ago.
This demonstrates that the person was not an actor temporarily hired by the Uchiha clan.
As for whether this could be a plan laid out by the Uchiha clan years in advance, Hiruzen Sarutobi says, "Stop making your Lord Oshio laugh."
If the Uchiha clan can pull off such a dirty trick right under his nose, the entire ANBU squad he sent out to monitor them can be laid off.
"Can"
"Don't worry, everything is under my control."
Raising a hand to stop Danzo from pursuing the matter further, Hiruzen Sarutobi exhaled a wisp of white smoke, his eyes, hidden beneath the Hokage's hat, instantly sharpening.
"There is something even more troublesome than the Uchiha right now."
Who needs to be dealt with?
Danzo frowned upon hearing this. Hiruzen Sarutobi using this tone meant he needed Hiruzen's Root members to do dirty work.
"You've gone too far."
"You mean Sakumo Hatake?"
Noticing the displeasure in his childhood friend's eyes, Danzo hesitated for a moment before asking in confusion,
"I told you to just give him a little nudge, but who told you to push him to that point?"
Hiruzen Sarutobi rubbed his temples, looking a bit of a headache, and laid out a letter of apology written by Sakumo Hatake in front of Danzo.
“Monkey, you know my methods. If I really want to mess with him, he won’t live more than three days.”
With a blank expression, Danzo shifted his gaze to the lengthy letter of apology on the table. His expression grew increasingly strange as the letter unfolded.
"This"
When he saw the final scene where Hatake Sakumo petitioned to go to the capital of the Land of Fire to serve as a guardian ninja for the daimyo, he almost couldn't hold back his smile, which had been taut for many years.
"Look what you've done! Hatake Sakumo is leaving!"
Somewhat annoyed, Hiruzen Sarutobi glared at Danzo, whose expression was strange, and then slammed his fist on the table.
The reason he tacitly approved of Danzo's control over public opinion was to use this opportunity to teach Sakumo Hatake a lesson, to make him understand what a ninja's duty is and what the age-old rules of the ninja world are, rather than forcing this powerful fighter to leave.
"I actually think this is a good thing."
Danzo was secretly overjoyed. Although he hadn't forced Sakumo Hatake to give up his career, the result of him leaving for the capital of the Land of Fire was not much different. This could be considered as eliminating a powerful competitor.
Next, only those three little devils were left.
"What a load of rubbish! The situation is turbulent right now. If war breaks out again, will you make up for the shortfall that Hatake Sakumo is missing?"
What are you worried about?
Pointing his finger at the six large characters at the end of the letter of apology, "If there is war, I will return when summoned," Danzo retorted with a cold smile.
"You're really going to get me to agree?"
"I think it's better to agree. Given Sakumo Hatake's current mental state, I can't guarantee he can keep going."
Danzo was more than happy for Hatake Sakumo to get lost. With such a great opportunity before him, he naturally wouldn't give it up easily and kept urging Sarutobi Hiruzen to agree to the other party's request.
"I remember the Daimyo was furious about the assassination attempt and cut next year's military budget by 30%. If we send a ninja as strong as Hatake Sakumo over there..."
"I see."
After weighing the pros and cons, Hiruzen Sarutobi signed his name on Sakumo Hatake's letter of apology with a somber face.
"If there's nothing else, I'll be going now."
Having achieved his goal, Danzo left satisfied.
"Wait, Orochimaru has a research project coming up, and I'm short on funds. So I'll have him work as an advisor at your Root organization and use your funding for the research."
"Orochimaru? No problem, I actually get along quite well with that kid."
Uchiha clan territory
As the doors of the clan hall slowly opened, the clan members who had been waiting outside filed in in an orderly fashion.
Wow, the clan hall is so grand!
When Daito first attended the clan gathering, he looked around like Grandma Liu entering the Grand View Garden, and was amazed by everything he saw.
"Obito-onii-chan, over here~ over here~"
Xiao Shisui, who had somehow managed to get to a slightly forward position, waved to him from afar.
"grandmother?"
"Go ahead, but remember not to make a fuss."
Mihoko patted her great-grandson's spiky head and nodded with kind eyes.
"Zhishui, you've picked a good spot, kid."
Obito, who had taken a few steps closer to Shisui, cautiously observed the imposing clansmen in the same row. If he remembered correctly, these were the elite members of the clan, and they were rarely seen on clan grounds.
"Zhishui, who is he?"
The older clansman beside Shisui glanced at the unremarkable Obito, his brow furrowing slightly.
"Second Uncle, this is Obito-nii-chan, my older brother from the Ninja Academy."
He introduced Obito to his second uncle with a smile, and the older Uchiha clansman's face flashed with a faint disdain upon hearing this.
Obito?
He'd never even heard of that name before, so he figured the person wasn't the offspring of some important figure, and their abilities were probably nothing special.
"Shisui, I should have told you what kind of people you should hang out with."
As a descendant of Lord Kagami, the exceptionally talented Uchiha Shisui would only hinder his growth by associating with such a weakling.
"But Obito-nii-chan is amazing! He can even use the Fireball Jutsu!" Hearing his second uncle's words, which implied he looked down on his older brother, Shisui puffed out his cheeks, indignantly defending Obito.
"Uh, Shisui, actually my Fireball Jutsu is still a bit lacking."
Obito was used to being looked down upon, but hearing Shisui's words warmed his heart.
"Judging from your appearance, you should be graduating soon, yet you haven't even mastered the most basic Fireball Jutsu. You're utterly useless."
Unexpectedly, the older members of the clan did not respect Obito's humility; instead, they continued to mock him.
"Stay away from Zhishui from now on. You two are from completely different worlds."
In this world where the strong are respected, the weak never deserve respect.
Unless he has a very powerful backer.
"you!"
"quiet!"
Just as Obito, his eyes blazing with fury, was about to explode, the elder sitting quietly in the front row suddenly shouted, and the once noisy hall fell silent instantly.
"Obito-onii-chan, sit down~ sit down~"
Shisui tugged at Obito's clenched fists, then patted the cushion next to him.
"Don't take your second uncle's words to heart. He treats everyone the same way."
Seeing that Obito still had a sour look on his face, the precocious Shisui quietly leaned close to his ear and explained to his strict second uncle...
"That damned guy! When I become Hokage, I'll definitely put him in charge of guarding the gate at a pig farm!"
Fortunately, Obito was optimistic and didn't take Shisui's words to heart. However, he still clenched his fists and secretly vowed that when he became successful, he would be the first to take revenge on this guy.
"A pig farm? I want to go there too!"
With a childlike heart, Zhi Shui was full of curiosity about everything unknown, and immediately expressed that he also wanted to work at the pig farm.
"No problem, leave it to me. You'll be the manager of our Konoha pig farm from now on."
"Thanks, Obito-nii-chan~"
The older members of the clan overheard the conversation between the two children, one big and one small, and their tense eyes twitched uncontrollably.
If it weren't for the elders in the front row, he would have already taught that arrogant brat a lesson.
He had already decided that after the clan meeting, he would definitely teach Obito a lesson and show the kid what the treacherous nature of society was.
Seeing that the clansmen had quieted down, Fugaku Uchiha slowly walked up to the high platform, looking down at the large group of clansmen.
"I have gathered everyone here today to announce something important."
"event?"
"Are you about to give out benefits?"
"The last time rice, flour, and oil were distributed was several years ago, wasn't it?"
"Could it be that the security force is recruiting from within?"
"Oh no! What should I do? My son isn't old enough yet!"
"This is hardly a big deal. I heard from the ex-owner of my neighbor's cousin's second aunt's dog, the third one, that Chief Fugaku seems to be getting a divorce."
"What? Why?"
"I heard it's because he's running for Hokage, so he has to find a woman of equal social standing with political connections to marry into his family."
"That Lady Mikoto is so pitiful, isn't she?"
"Who says otherwise? I've heard about it too, and Chief Fugaku has even chosen a bride—a princess from the Akimichi clan."
"what!?"
"I will endure humiliation for the sake of the family, and I stand with the clan leader on this matter."
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As soon as Fugaku Uchiha finished speaking, the previously silent hall erupted in chaos. Various speculations arose, and the increasingly outrageous guesses made the veins on Fugaku's forehead bulge.
What the heck is this "marriage alliance with Akimichi"?
If this rumor continues to spread, Fugaku Uchiha might end up having to marry Hiruzen Sarutobi.
"Quiet!"
With a sudden, loud shout, the tribespeople below who were spreading rumors were startled by the chilling aura and wisely shut their mouths.
"Next, please welcome Elder Fire Core."
"Elder Fire Core? Hasn't he been out of the public eye for many years?"
The older clansman sitting next to Shisui frowned deeply upon hearing the name Uchiha Hikaru.
What could be so important as to alarm this Grand Elder?
Is it
Suddenly, a brilliant idea struck him, and a look of fervor gradually appeared on his indifferent face.
Is the Uchiha finally going to fight the village?
The village's higher-ups have been suppressing them relentlessly for years. Ordinary villagers might not feel it, but these elite ninjas are acutely aware of it.
In the village, whether it's doing tasks or handling affairs, as long as you show your clan emblem, you'll often run into obstacles.
"cough cough"
Uchiha Kakuzo, having stepped onto the stage, coughed lightly a few times. His hunched figure exuded a terrifying aura that drew attention. Looking at the eagerly awaiting clansmen, he slowly asked,
"Does anyone remember who built the village we live in?"
"Huh? Isn't it the first generation?"
The young tribespeople blinked in confusion, the first thing that came to mind being the rock paintings they saw every day when they looked up.
Under the deliberate promotion of Tobirama Senju and the influence of Hiruzen Sarutobi's inherited, developed, and disseminated ideology, they have forgotten the true value of another name.
"It's Lord Madara."
Only the elderly who have witnessed the enchanting dance of the ninja world's demons still remember that battlefield rose that bloomed brilliantly during the Warring States period.
"Young brats, without our Lord Madara, Hashirama Senju is nothing!"
Some short-tempered elderly people, upon seeing the ignorant and clueless appearance of the younger generation, stood up in anger and rebuked them, saying...
"Wasn't Madara Uchiha a rogue ninja?"
Young people, poisoned by the Will of Fire 2.0, still have an impression of Madara Uchiha based on descriptions in textbooks. Mentioning his name brings them not only no sense of honor, but also a sense of shame.
"History is written by the victors."
Uchiha Higanbana didn't blame these young people for being ignorant. After all, the Uchiha clan had been silenced for many years, and under various prohibitions, they had long since stopped mentioning that name.
"But no child with Uchiha blood can forget Lord Madara. Without him, there would be no Konoha, and no prosperous and peaceful life we have now."
As they spoke, Uchiha Hiko gestured to Fugaku to pull back the huge curtain behind him, and gently pressed the switch on the media player he had taken from Uchiha Gin.
"Beep~"
The next second, to the puzzled gazes of the tribespeople below the stage, a huge "sugar" logo appeared on the pristine white screen.
The scene then shifts,
On a dark and windy night, two tall figures faced each other across the canyon. One had long, spiky hair that seemed to radiate a devilish and arrogant charm, while the other had long, straight black hair and was as steady as a mountain.
The tense atmosphere created by the background music instantly captivated the hearts of the tribespeople present, and the previously noisy hall immediately fell silent.
The figure with towering long hair and bloodshot eyes needs no introduction.
From a third-person perspective, he gazed at the long, straight black hair in the distance, his handsome face filled with determination.
"Hassi Hot Mom, to protect the smiles of your people, watch closely, this is mine."
"henshin!"
Hiding underground in OMO, Black Zetsu stared dumbfounded at the Kamen Rider movie that Uchiha Gin had rushed to produce. His black and white face was filled with bewilderment. Could there be some hidden plot that he didn't know about?
"Damn it! What kind of monstrosity is this?!" (End of Chapter)