I teach ninja to play Naruto

"Hey, the old guy is not dead yet?"

Obito had a cheerful smile on his face.

Sitting in front of him.

He is an old man with white hair.

The old man had lost all his teeth.

Just about to speak.

But Obito had a gloomy face.

"You old fool, you still dare to sit here? Have you given me too much face?"

The old man looked panicked.

"Who are you? Where is Black Zetsu... Where is Black Zetsu!"

"Are you talking about this thing?" Obito threw a lump in his hand in front of the old man.

That's right.

Black Zetsu had been beaten into a pile by Obito.

Obito looked at the horrified expression on the face of the ninja hero in front of him.

I was quite happy, but also more emotional.

At this point, it’s not difficult to guess.

——Obito captured Black Zetsu and at the same time touched Madara’s mysterious base.

And the white-haired old man in front of him was the Rose of War, Uchiha Madara.

A legendary figure who once danced freely in the ninja melee and competed with the God of Ninja.

Obito knew it clearly.

The panic and terror in Uchiha Madara's eyes was not the fear of death.

Passionate about war, he never feared death.

But I am afraid of the end that death will bring.

A plan that spans decades.

Now there is only one small step left!

We can't let this go to waste!

Uchiha Madara's panic comes from his frustration.

He is too old.

I can't dance anymore.

If I could follow my plan and let Black Zetsu continue to carry out his last wish!

That was his only chance to survive.

It is the possibility of bringing true peace to the ninja world.

……

After Obito's mood was satisfied.

The rest is just a sigh for this legend.

In his opinion.

It is better to die now than to have his heart ripped out by Black Zetsu.

So he decided not to pretend anymore.

Take off the mask.

——Obito has always been very contradictory.

On the one hand, I feel that he is not himself when he puts on the mask.

On the other hand, he has long been accustomed to his identity hidden behind the mask.

But now...

Ever since I found out that Uchiha Madara's plan was a scam by Black Zetsu.

Even Obito felt like he was being fooled like a clown.

therefore.

After thinking it through, Obito also calmly accepted the identity of the mask.

I am Uchiha Madara [White Mask].

……

Take off the mask.

Obito asked knowingly: "Are you familiar with this face?"

Judging from the decorations, Madara is already a little familiar with Obito.

But without the mask, Madara had no memory of it.

"I have never seen your face before."

"Is there anyone as strong as you in the world?"

Age spots, he spoke calmly.

There was no longer the panic or anger that he felt when his plan was first revealed.

Instead, it became very peaceful.

Like an old man that can be seen everywhere at the entrance of Konoha Village.

"What about this?"

Obito opens his Mangekyō Sharingan.

The sickle-shaped pattern of Kamui rotates.

Madara still shook his head calmly.

"The Uchiha genius with the Mangekyō Sharingan?"

"I've seen many, but none of them are as good as me."

Madara said calmly.

Obito didn't feel much emotion at his words.

He believed that Madara would not lie about this.

Just a knowing smile.

"What about this?"

Obito reveals his Rinnegan.

And... take out the Uchiha fan from the Kamui space.

Madara's expression finally began to change.

"Is this... the Samsara Eye?"

Madara looked at the familiar round fan.

This was the weapon he used when fighting Hashirama.

Why did it appear in the hands of this masked man in front of me?

Looking at the ferocious face next to the Samsara Eye.

I really have no impression.

Madara said calmly: "Among all the geniuses I have ever seen, you are the best one."

"Holding my divine weapon, you are just like me in my youth."

"Young Uchiha, can you tell me who you are?"

He has accepted the fact that he has failed.

He had been setting up this scheme for thirty years.

But now, he obviously doesn't have another thirty years to prepare.

"You are really getting old and confused." Obito smiled contemptuously.

He looked at the nutrient-transporting tube on the body of old Uchiha Madara.

The elderly Uchiha Madara relied on this thing to prolong his life.

Obito at this time.

He was a bit like an unfilial son, as if he could pull out the oxygen tube at any moment.

Madara had accepted death peacefully.

I just want to figure out the reason before I die - at which step did I fail?

Why would someone suddenly intervene?

Why didn't Black Zetsu notify?

He has too many doubts.

Obito didn't skimp either.

"That Uchiha brat you've been keeping an eye on lately."

Uchiha Madara had already closed his eyes calmly.

After hearing what Obito said, he suddenly opened his eyes again.

Are you talking about... that kid named Uchiha Obito?

Obito nodded.

"Yes, I am him."

Madara opened his mouth and took two deep breaths but was unable to speak.

"You...you are from the future?"

"That's right." Obito did not deny it.

Compared to the time period of this world, the Ninja World is indeed the future.

Madara sneered.

"You came back from the future, so your plan must have failed or went very poorly."

Obito still nodded.

Madara sneered even more.

There was no trace of the calmness he had just shown.

He doesn't look like an old man.

He looked somewhat angry.

He clutched the edge of the seat tightly.

"Why...why did you fail?"

Madara was very confused.

Compared to who this masked man is, what he cares more about must be his own plan.

What's more, the identity of the masked man in front of him has been figured out.

Obito had just thrown away a pile of Black Zetsu like he was throwing away trash.

He was confident that he could catch this thing again.

"Sometimes, it's okay to let it explain."

"Why did you fail?" Obito looked at Black Zetsu.

If it weren't for the lack of sweat glands, Black Zetsu would probably be sweating profusely.

"The traces of the One-Tail and the Seven-Tail have disappeared." Black Zetsu came up with a perfect reason.

Madara's anger subsided a little, "Black Zetsu reported this before, and the Three-Tails' chakra has not yet condensed into a physical entity."

"But just based on the mass of the Eight-Tails and the Nine-Tails... even if we hook a portion of the residual chakra from the One-Tails and the Seven-Tails' Jinchuriki, we can activate the Ten-Tails."

Madara said this with certainty.

Obito chuckled and said, "Who told you that this step of the plan failed?"

"Although we didn't catch the Eight-Tails and the Nine-Tails later, we still summoned the Ten-Tails."

Madara asked in confusion: "What happens next?"

"After what?" Obito asked.

Madara couldn't contain the urgency in his voice.

"After summoning the Ten-Tails!"

The face does not change color even with soil.

"After that, I became the Ten-Tails Jinchuriki, but you attacked me and took away the power of the Ten-Tails."

Madara nodded silently, not thinking there was anything wrong with it.

I'm just confused about the timeline described by Obito.

"After you become the Ten-Tails Jinchuriki, you will reflect the Rinnegan on the surface of the moon, using the moonlight to emit the Infinite Tsukuyomi, causing the world to fall into a deep sleep."

"The plan was successful?" Madara asked excitedly.

Obito shook his head, "No, then Black Zetsu's plan succeeded and you were devoured by Kaguya."

"Black Zetsu?!" Madara's cold voice followed his gaze falling on a mass of Black Zetsu.

Hei Jue couldn't help but tremble.

Madara suppressed his anger and turned to look at Obito.

"Kaguya Otsutsuki?"

Obito nodded, "If you ask Black Zetsu about tampering with the stone tablet, you will get more answers."