[Hokage Pillar] Ninja World Online

Without waiting for Hashirama to check the surroundings for traps, Madara immediately walked into the secret room that exudes a rancid smell.

"Madara!" Hashirama followed helplessly.

Madara walked ahead without saying a word, pursing her lips and walking straight in.Sensing that Madara's mood was wrong, Hashirama hurriedly stepped forward and grabbed the former's sleeve.

"Don't do that, Madara."

Stopping in his tracks, Madara lowered his head slightly with a sullen face, the hair on his forehead hanging down to his eyelids, making people feel a little depressed for no reason.

"I just saw the filth and filth again." A strange smile suddenly appeared on his face, Madara tilted his head and said, "Hashirama, you don't know yet. I used to think about it, and now I know the infinite Tsukuyomi is to revive Otsutsuki Kaguya after."

"...Madara, why..." Hashirama's eyes widened, the expression of the boy in front of him seemed to be a different person, and he was a little at a loss because of the strangeness.The hand that was pulling Madara's sleeve had already trembled and hung by his side at some point.

As if hearing something funny, Madara couldn't help but burst out laughing, took two steps back and raised her head with her arms wide open. "Hashirama, look here, this is hell! The other people you want to connect with, how do they treat this world!? Have you seen it!?"

Hashirama was dumbfounded, looking at everything in front of him, he really couldn't answer Madara's question.

In this space filled with corpses, stumps, and experimental equipment, there are adults who stared angrily at death, there are also children who were frightened and stunned at the last moment before they were alive, and there are full-fledged people who can be perceived without eyes. The dry black bloodstains on the wall are all accusing the world of indifference and cruelty to life.

"Tell me, here, compared to dying in the dream of Infinity Tsukiyomi, which one is despair?"

Madara's voice was so soft that it was almost inaudible, Hashirama was stunned for a long time before opening his mouth, "... Madara, don't laugh, isn't our most painful time over? Now, let's live again, this is just a game scene That's all!"

Withholding his smile, Madara returned to his normal state, but it made Hashirama even more vigilant.

"I have always had the feeling that this game is like a parallel world. Even the most mechanical NPCs hide a past in their eyes. I probably haven't told you yet. I have asked the Uchiha people to check this A game company. Do you know what you found?"

Getting no response from Hashirama, Madara continued speaking without haste.

"This game is adapted from a manga from the Earth period. The author of the manga has devoted his life to leaving countless sketches. Some scenes are as real as if he had experienced it himself. I don't think it's like a person who once peeped into a corner of that world and recorded it ?"

"Look at all of this again, even if it's just a game scene, who can guarantee that this didn't happen in real life? No, let's put it this way, even the peaceful world we live in this life hides many unknowns of darkness?"

"Where there is light, there must be darkness. Under the surface of peace in this life, there must be a lot of sacrifices and compromises. After all, if you want to get something, you have to pay. How much blood is needed to pour a peaceful era? How long will it last? The innate ability of human beings is to hurt others. One day the illusion of peace will be broken, and the evil hidden behind will surface."

"Hashirama, there is no limit to human evil, and it cannot disappear."

Madara's tone became more and more flat, and she was completely different from the grinning laugh just now.He took out a torch and lit it, and the swaying firelight reflected a face that could not be seen to be happy or angry.

"I'm not ignorant of darkness and evil. After all, I have also created these." After a long silence, Senshou Zhujian finally found his voice.

"However, Madara is really a gentle person." As if suddenly remembering something good, Hashirama laughed abruptly. "From the last life to the present, Madara has always been so gentle even if she has killed countless people and stained her hands with blood."

"Just an executioner."

"Madara still likes to be stubborn. Madara, who has always said that she doesn't care about other people, but gets lost because of scaring children, loves everything more than anyone else. Look at me now, I have also gone through countless times. I, who survived the ten-year war by chance, can calmly look at the inhuman scene in front of me. Only Madara is still angry and loathing."

"Although I don't agree with Tomona's views on Uchiha, one thing he said is correct. It is because Uchiha loves too deeply that the ensuing hatred is even more heavy and terrible." Hashirama walked to Madara In front of him, two pairs of black eyes faced each other.

"For Quanna's words, it's just an excuse. If Madara only wants to let his younger brother live happily, he doesn't need to be so troublesome at all. It would be good to use reincarnation to resurrect Quanna and take him away from the flames of war. Your ambition, Your ambition is your greatest love for the ninja world."

"Back then, Madara saw more clearly than me, so it was more painful. I have been thinking, if I could see the same world as Madara back then, would I be able to share some of the pain for you? But it is too late to say this now Already." Senju Bashima smiled and held Uchiha Madara's hand, but the latter was fascinated by the former's words.

"I know what kind of person Uchiha Madara is better than anyone else."

This man, really, can successfully soothe the resentment in his heart with just one sentence.Madara laughed in a low voice, the previous gloom and depression seemed like an illusion. "I didn't expect that after so many years, you and I would confess our hearts again in this kind of place."

Looking around at the scene that should have made people feel sick, Senju Hashirama said with a sigh: "Probably only at this time, Madara will confess his hatred to me."

With a cold snort, he waved away the former's hand, and Madara walked into the depths of the darkness holding the torch.Today, he is no longer the Uchiha Madara who worked hard for decades to create a new world.At the moment when he was stabbed in the heart by Heijue and was on the verge of death, he really thought that it would be good to revive Otsutsuki Kaguya successfully like this.To him, the world is purgatory, and dying in a dream becomes a relief instead.

He can calmly accept the fact that he has failed and admit his past mistakes, but his hatred and hatred for this world will not diminish a single bit with time.

Qianshouzhujian has not moved his footsteps, and the figure stepping into the darkness in front of him reminds him of the back figure of Yu Yu walking alone in his dreams every night after the Valley of the End in his previous life.He is stubborn and arrogant, but has the softest heart in the world, so how can he be willing to let this person continue to suffer?

"Madara!" Senju Hashirama shouted, Madara didn't look back but stopped in her tracks.

Taking a deep breath, Hashirama said in his most sincere and sincere voice, "Why not a little more trust and expectation? Madara, I hope you, no, I beg you, don't ignore the good things because of the evil in the world. Ever Although there is darkness in Konoha, it has cultivated generations of successors of the will of fire, and children can grow up safely away from the flames of war. I know that Madara disdains the shallow stability that sacrifices a few people, but I think I beg you, this time, to work with me to change all this with your own hands."

"It doesn't matter that the flames of war won't disappear forever, or the darkness of people's hearts can't be erased, but we can pass on our will from generation to generation. The fire will not go out, but hope will still exist. As long as you have done it and worked hard for it, success or failure will matter. Madara, you who are not afraid of anything, will you be afraid because you look directly at the cruelty of the world?"

Will you be afraid to move forward?

Uchiha Madara asked himself this way in his heart.Desperation is not fake, and it is not fake to plan for decades and finally fail. It is not fake to die with a feeling of relief but open your eyes and live a new life.Uchiha Madara is an upright person, and he has truly walked through the world once.Whether it's hatred or anger, the word fear doesn't belong to him.

Obviously these words are just a clumsy provocation by the man Senshou Zhujian, but why, he has an urge to cry.

Crying like a woman is not my style.

"Hashirama, do you think I won't see that you're trying to provoke me on purpose?"

"No, I never thought Madara would fail to see my purpose."

"Then you still expect my answer!?"

Hashirama showed a smile just like when he was standing on Muyeyan Mountain, gentle as water but firm as a mountain. "Like I said, I'm the one who knows Madara the best."

Madara opened her eyes slightly, her hanging left hand clenched into a fist unconsciously.Hashirama stepped forward, stood behind the former, held Madara's left hand and carefully and slowly opened the five fingers pinched into the palm.

As if being scalded by the temperature of another person in his palm, Madara turned around in surprise, in the faint light of the fire, he could vaguely see himself in the eyes of Senshou Bashima, surprised and at a loss.

"I know what the answer is even if Madara doesn't tell you." He took the initiative to take the fire folder in Madara's right hand, and this time it was Hashirama who walked in front and led Madara. "Madara will definitely not let me alone."

"Hmph, where did you get your confidence?" He tried to pull his hand back but failed, and Madara had to frown and follow behind Hashirama.

"Hahahaha, of course it was Madara who gave it to me. Youma has always trusted me, and I always feel that I can do anything." Senju Bashima could feel the warmth of the gaze behind him without turning his head, and couldn't help but sigh Laugh out.

"What an idiot, you can laugh on this occasion."

"Huh? Didn't Madara laugh just now?"

"...Hurry up and see if there are any documents left behind!"

"Is this changing the subject?"

"I'm just talking about business."

"However, thank you Madara for being willing to tell me what you think."

"...What is there to be thankful for?"

"It will probably make me feel better if I say it. I want to be someone who can share pain and joy with Madara. Thank you for giving me this opportunity."

"...I don't need to give you this opportunity at all, Hashirama, you have always had it."

"Really? What a delightful piece of news."

"Tsk, hurry up and get down to business, how long do you want to stay in a place full of corpses?"

"Hey, I see a cabinet in front, let's go and have a look."

The two walked to the end of the long and narrow secret room. There were large and small pots and a dilapidated wooden cabinet by the wall.

Only then did Senju Bashima let go of Madara's hand, and walked forward to open the cabinet. What was placed inside was not imaginary documents or experimental records, but sealed pottery jars.

"What's in here?" Madara couldn't see what was inside because of the obstruction between the pillars and the cabinet door.

"Madara, there are no scrolls in here, only a few jars." Hashirama roughly sensed that there were no traces of Chakra on the jars, so he took one and handed it to Madara.

After taking the jar, Madara opened the lid effortlessly, and with a light from the fire, he could see clearly that there was a pair of eyeballs soaked in the muddy liquid in the jar.

Hashirama also saw what was inside, glanced at the expressionless Madara and asked, "Is it Sharingan?"

Shaking the jar, Madara shook his head and said, "No, it seems to be the eyes of the Hinata family."

"I remember that Hyuga's family has a curse seal to prevent blood loss. How can there be a white eye in the hands of a foreigner?"

"Are you talking about the 'caged bird' of the Hyuga clan? This curse seal can only be found in the Hyuga branch. It removes the blood of the white eyes after the person who has been cursed dies, but I don't know if the eyes in this jar still have the ability to use the white eyes."

The author has something to say: This chapter was written beyond the stupid author's expectations, and suddenly it got out of hand. Maybe it was Emperor Zhu who opened up Master Ban?

I don't know how to describe it, but this chapter turns a little bit fast. According to the stupid author's past urgency, this kind of key conflict will not be finished without writing two or three chapters, but I want to form an alliance sooner!I went back and watched it a few times and felt that I made it clear, so I continued with the plot...

The stupid author also received two mines and twenty bottles of nutrient solution yesterday, the little angels are so considerate~

Thank you "gooee" little angel mine~~

Thank you "addicted to the battlefield rose" little angel mine~~

Thank you "Buyu" for the 20 bottles of nutrient solution~~

Next up is a double rant...

[Short paragraph [-]]

Thoughts about mobile phones:

One day, Madara and Hashirama's mobile phones were both reimbursed during a discussion (not). Madara, who has never known much about technological products, went to consult his younger brother Quanna.

"If Nissan wants to buy a mobile phone, it's better to choose the expensive one." Quan Nai, who is in the late stage of brother control, really feels that ordinary mobile phones are not good enough for her elder brother.

Madara, who was not short of money, directly ordered two new customized series of kidney machines, and then gave the other to his younger brother under the eager eyes of Hashirama.

Hashirama had no choice but to buy a mobile phone by himself the next day, and finally bought a VV camera phone under the enthusiastic recommendation of the clerk.

One day, Hibara saw a lot of live broadcast posts about flipping through his partner's phone on an emotional forum, and on a whim, he took Hashirama's phone and flipped through it openly.

Hmm, and the lock screen password?Madara lost his own birthday, but it was wrong, and changed Hashirama's birthday, but it was still wrong.After thinking about it for a long time, Madara entered the birthday of Tomona, which she asked from Quanna, with a sullen face... and it succeeded.

A domestic violence caused by the lock screen password kicked off...

Hashirama: My baby is in so much pain. There are more than 60 gigabytes of photos and videos of Banban secretly taken on the phone. How dare you use Madara’s birthday as the password qaq? It’s safer to use Torima

【Short paragraph [-]】

Thoughts on live streaming:

1,

"Hello, everyone, I'm MC Quanna, and today I'm going to broadcast live for you--Counterattack! You heard it right! In order to thank the fans for the [-] submarines, today I have prepared all the props. You see, this is x medicine, purchased by xx planet genuine products. There are also various sex toys, handcuffs, x sticks, small leather ♂ whips... and being lubricated by the ice sensation of nephew Amway ♂♂♂ Liquid! It is said that this effect is very good, I will try it on the dead white hair tonight..."

"Today, the content I want to broadcast live to you is how to suppress those who want to counterattack."

2,

"Today I finally broke [-] fans. In order to thank you for your support, I decided to go all out and make a big news! Today I want to live broadcast 'How the Konoha Hokage Tower collapsed'! That's right! Today I will With the fearless spirit of the ancestors, I went deep into the scene where Konoha's first husband and wife fight each other every day, and brought you first-hand news! If you want to watch all kinds of gossip about Konoha, please follow my id'Konoha Anbe Captain'!"

3,

The live broadcast room of Qianshouzhujian——If you want to get rich, plant a variety of trees, and the green environment starts with me

Uchiha Madara's live broadcast room - the daily routine of the Konoha demolition brigade

The live broadcast room of Thousand Hands - Science and technology is the primary productive force, exploring the unsolved mysteries of the world

Uchiha Izumi's live broadcast room-on how the feud was forged, detailing the black history of thousands of hands

Uchiha Obito’s live broadcast room——Newspaper One Thousand and One Styles

Hatake Kakashi's live broadcast room - how to domesticate the second boyfriend

Uchiha Shisui's live broadcast room——A study on the theory and system of interstellar pacifism

Uchiha Itachi's live broadcast room - the fork in the road of life, where does the family and righteousness go

Uzumaki Naruto's live broadcast room - the animal world, how humans and tailed beasts live in peace

Uchiha Sasuke's live broadcast room-whether it is the ugliness of human nature or the loss of morality, deeply into the inner world of the second disease

【Short paragraph three】

My thoughts on Shout Mai:

MC Judy

I was drunk alone, drunk and Banban became a pair.

Two eyes follow each other alone, I only hope that they can return tonight.

In Yanshan, I am relatively happy; in valleys, I am in love.

I am infatuated with Lanyan, and I am willing to look for you from thousands of miles away.

When I say blue face, I laugh infatuatedly. When the wind moves, my singing voice is wonderful.

I am frivolous and arrogant, ignorant and ignorant, I can only blame being too young.

Abandoning the front edge, I am an oath, I have broken the valley of the end.

I have left a famous story through the ages, and after six years of hard work, my hair has turned gray.

Who will accompany me in the battle of my life, whoever is right and who is wrong will accompany me.

For whom the soldiers and horses spend half their lives, how many times can they love and hate.

... The stupid author couldn't make it up anymore, he vomited blood and died