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Chapter 306 Burn It All is a Negative Review

"We must send enough forces to drive them back."

Hiashi Hyuga remained silent for a moment, and seeing that no one around him reacted, he spoke first: "The Hyuga clan can provide scouts. The Byakugan also has an advantage against the Hidden Mist's concealment techniques, and we can also send out a member of the main branch of the clan."

Fugaku Uchiha nodded in agreement, stating, "The Uchiha are ready to fight."

The two clan leaders exchanged a glance, their eyes not filled with hostility, but rather with a tacit understanding. The war had dragged on for so long that Konoha could no longer afford internal strife.

Konoha no longer has anyone capable of sending troops, so this is an opportunity for both clans to demonstrate their strength.

Hiruzen Sarutobi then said, "Now that the two elders have presented their plans, does anyone else have any objections?"

However, at this moment, none of the other elders expressed their opinions, and the meeting room was eerily silent for a very long time.

Hiruzen Sarutobi finally nodded and said, "Since no one questions it and no one has proposed any other solutions, then it's settled."

Hiruzen Sarutobi finally made his decision: "The Uchiha and Hyuga clans will each send two teams to operate in coordination. The overall commander will be..."

He glanced around, his gaze settling on Minato Namikaze. But just as he was about to speak, Hiashi Hyuga suddenly stood up and said, "Third Hokage, I recommend Fugaku Uchiha, the clan head, as the commander for this mission."

Hiruzen Sarutobi swallowed back what he was about to say, "Alright, in that case, Fugaku Uchiha will take on the position of commander."

"Minato, you will serve as the vice commander. However, you are still relatively inexperienced, so you can only participate in the battle as a Jonin this time, cooperating with the clan leader's command."

Minato Namikaze stood up and said, "Understood."

Afterwards, the meeting continued to discuss some details, such as troop deployment, logistical support, and intelligence sharing. The various families bickered a bit, but finally reached a consensus.

After the meeting, Minato Namikaze walked out of the conference room and quickly caught up with Fugaku Uchiha ahead.

"Fugaku, Kushina cooked a delicious meal tonight. We haven't gotten together in a long time. Would you like to bring Mikoto over so we can have a drink?"

Fugaku Uchiha continued walking forward, his eyes fixed straight ahead: "No, I have to make strategic plans tonight. Maybe another time."

Minato Namikaze clearly sensed the other party's cold attitude. He scratched his head with a wry smile and said, "Okay, I'll definitely do it when I have time."

But Fugaku Uchiha had already left quickly without responding.

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Meanwhile, in the streets of Konoha, a kind of exquisitely drawn, colorful comic began to circulate among the people.

The manga is called "Rokudo Monogatari," and it tells the story of a monk named Rokudo Sage who vanquishes demons. But upon closer inspection, the core of the story is completely different.

Because the Sage of Six Paths' mother was named Kaguya Otsutsuki, who came from a distant universe and possessed incredible power.

The painting also depicts other members of the Otsutsuki clan, who descend from the sky to fight humans, entangle with tailed beasts, and are ultimately sealed on the moon.

Nobody takes this comic book seriously.

"The drawing is good, and the story is quite interesting."

"That's just too exaggerated, aliens, huh?"

"Just for fun."

On the streets and alleys, people flip through comics, laughing and discussing them, but no one connects them with reality.

But some people couldn't laugh anymore. Deep underground, Black Zetsu flipped through the comic book in his hand, his face terribly gloomy.

Every page is reality. The origins of Princess Kaguya, the truth about the Otsutsuki clan, and the background of the Sage of Six Paths. These secrets he spent thousands of years concealing have been drawn into comics and are circulating in the streets and alleys.

He tried to trace the comics' origins, but all leads went cold. The printers didn't know the author, and the distributors didn't know their source; it was as if the comics had appeared out of thin air.

"My lord..." a White Zetsu asked cautiously, "This is too strange. Should we report it to Lord Madara?"

Black Zetsu turned and glanced at him, then plunged a black rod directly into White Zetsu's head.

Black Zetsu's voice was icy: "All of you remember this. Don't utter a single word. Otherwise, this is your fate."

A group of White Zetsu covered their heads, too afraid to speak.

"Don't look at that comic." Black Zetsu tore the comic in his hand into pieces. "It's all bad reviews. Mom isn't like that. Burn all the comics she collected, don't keep a single one."

"Yes……"

The White Zetsu slunk off to carry out their orders, while the Black Zetsu stood alone in the darkness, his expression shifting between anger and uncertainty.

who is it?

Who is drawing these things?

At Yueshan Cemetery, Madara Uchiha had just returned from the Mizukage's office building. At this moment, he deactivated his transformation, removed his disguise, and revealed his aged and withered body, a full head of white hair, and a face full of wrinkles.

Black Zetsu emerged from the shadows: "Lord Madara, you're back."

"What happened?" Madara Uchiha keenly sensed that Black Zetsu, who rarely showed any change in expression, was in a bad mood today.

This is quite unexpected, after all, Black Zetsu is merely an embodiment of his own will. If he possessed human emotions, he wouldn't be a very good tool.

Black Zetsu smiled, a respectful and natural smile: "It's nothing, it's just that there have been some negative comments about you lately. Someone drew some silly comics that made you look ugly. I've already taken care of it."

Ban glanced at him: "That's all?"

"That's all." Black Zetsu lowered his head. "Lord Madara, you've been working too hard. Your body is almost at its limit lately. I suggest you rest well for a while and don't go out."

"Fine."

He closed his eyes, his physical weakness evident: "However, if you can really save me the trouble and effort and handle everything well, why should I go out?"

Black Zetsu stepped forward: "Don't worry, Lord Madara. I will definitely get everything done this time."

"Mr. Ban, I have actually found the right target for you, just as you requested."

Madara opened one eye: "Who?"

His name is Uchiha Obito.

Black Zetsu then reported on all aspects of Obito's situation, including his age, background, qualifications, and personality, leaving no detail unmentioned.

After hearing this, Ban's aged face showed a slight smile.

"Okay, okay."

Black Zetsu feigned ignorance, asking like a straight man in a comedy duo, "Lord Madara, I don't understand. The Uchiha clan clearly has many geniuses, such as Uchiha Shisui, Uchiha Itachi, and Uchiha Mamoru, so why is it that only this seemingly foolish Uchiha Obito meets your standards?"

Ban leaned back in his chair, the grayish-white tube moving back and forth like an oxygen tank, delivering nutrients to him.

"You don't understand. Only by understanding love and the ultimate kindness can the most extraordinary eyes be born. He truly is the most talented Uchiha. Keep following him, pay attention to his location, pay attention to the people he cherishes most. I'm going to plan an accident."

Black Zetsu lowered his head, a slight smile playing on his lips: "Don't worry, Lord Madara, I will continue to follow up."