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Chapter 652 Most people spend most of their time doing meaningless things, and only a few people have a clear purpose.

"Ahem~ka~~~"

In the dark cave, a pretentious cough sounded. It didn't sound like a cough, but like a child who stole cigarettes and learned to cough up phlegm from an old smoker. There was no sound but no phlegm.

On the stone bed, a young man with a deformed body was lying on it. Half of his body was wrapped in a belt. The exposed skin was too white to look like a living person, and his hands and feet were much smaller than the other half of his body.

There was also a bandage on his face, covering one eye. The boy had just woken up and coughed unnaturally a few times. The feeling of a foreign body in his throat had been with him for a long time.

During this period of time, he would habitually cough a few times when he woke up almost every day in an attempt to expel the foreign body in his throat. However, the foreign body feeling seemed like his own illusion, or it might actually be a polyp.

After coughing, his body gradually woke up. The pain and discomfort caused beads of sweat to appear on the boy's face, but he gritted his teeth and endured the pain and rolled over from the bed. Even though he could only use one hand and one foot, he still did push-ups. .

"Uh-huh."

Almost every time he did a push-up, an unpleasant sound would come out of his throat. On a stone chair in the distance, an old man frowned and gradually opened his eyes.

His scarlet eyes glanced at the boy doing rehabilitation exercises on the stone bed, turned his head and said to a white humanoid monster: "Zetsu, is there something wrong with Obito's lungs? He has been coughing for many days."

"Maybe it's because I can't poop freely these days, so the poop is blocked in my throat. Madara-sama, is it also because the poop is blocked in your throat when you usually cough?"

Jue replied nonchalantly, and black lines appeared on the face of the old man who had just woken up. Sure enough, he shouldn't ask this idiot whose head is full of shit.

"By the way, Madara-sama."

Zeu scratched his head and said, "While you were sleeping, Zeu from the Land of Fire came back. The person you were paying attention to has become the Fourth Hokage."

"Oh, I see."

Spot nodded, with no surprise or curiosity on his face. After all, this was a definite matter. Did he wake up too early today? There is always a feeling of panic, or...

He glanced back at the huge golem. Perhaps his lifespan had really come to an end. After all, he had lived in secret for so many years, and the time had indeed come.

But this kid Obito is not completely desperate yet, and he is not qualified to be his heir.

Only by experiencing real pain and despair can one understand the ugliness and cruelty of the human world. Only then can one be convinced to execute his will and plan the Eye of the Moon's plan.

However, recently the five major countries have been showing off the war-free card. Even if they already have plans in mind, it is still difficult to implement them. They can only continue to wait until the war starts again.

But he doesn't know how long it will take, and based on the current situation of the five major countries, if Konoha is willing, he can even directly mediate the war. Of course, Madara feels that Tatsuma is not such a person.

"Let's check the body of that boy Obito again. Nothing can happen to him."

The complicated thoughts were too much for Madara's weakened brain to handle. He waved his hand and said to Jue: "Not only the lungs and bronchi, but also the throat."

The vague feeling of uneasiness in his heart made Madara decide to check more carefully. Although he thought it was unlikely, he was just afraid of the possibility.

Obito's teacher was able to leave the Flying Thunder God Technique on Obito, which made him spend many methods to successfully eliminate and save Obito's life, but who knows if that was the only back-up plan?

After hearing this, Jue stood up unhappily. He had been squatting for several hours. He felt that he was about to find the feeling of shitting, but he was interrupted by this old guy.

"Hass~hass~"

On the stone bed, Obito was lying on the stone bed after completing a round of exercise, with his mouth wide open and breathing continuously. This state of exhaustion after just exercising for a while made Obito very angry.

He is obviously already so far behind that guy Kakashi. He must be taking advantage of this time to practice and progress, but he is still recovering, trying to get back to the state before the injury as soon as possible.

As he came and went, he didn't know how much distance he would be separated by that guy again.

"stand up."

Zetsu's voice came, Obito held the bed board with one hand, sat up with difficulty, and asked: "Is it time to have breakfast?"

"Eat, eat, eat, just know how to eat. No wonder you poop so much every day."

There was a strange sense of envy and jealousy in Jue's complaining tone. He took Obito's hand, carried him on his back, and said, "Now take you for a checkup."

"Check? Check for what?"

After countless examinations, Obito felt that there was no big problem with his body. He just needed to wait for the injury to heal and exercise for some more time.

"I've been coughing and coughing all day, like a consumptive ghost. Madara-sama is tired of hearing this."

Zeu put all the blame on Madara. Obito heard this and said, "Ah, that's not a physical problem."

The two of them were gradually getting closer to Madara. After all, the inspection place was right below the golem. Madara also heard the conversation between the two, and the black lines on his face were a bit thicker. He thought that he would have to find time to teach him a lesson. Absolutely.

But after hearing Obito's words, Madara frowned and asked, "It's not a physical problem? Then why do you keep coughing?"

"Before I left the village, when I was having dinner with my teacher and the others, Brother Tatsuma invited us to eat watermelon. The watermelon seeds accidentally got stuck in my throat. In fact, I thought I had swallowed it, but the feeling was still the same.

But when you think about it, you know it's impossible. There are no watermelon seeds that can stick to them for half a month. "After Obito finished explaining, Madara's face became extremely solemn. Something was wrong with this matter, not to mention the presence of that man. He frowned and asked: "Where are the watermelons coming from this month? "

"Brother Chenma used Wood Release to induce the birth. It's so sweet. I want to beg him to give me two more after I go back."

Obito's face was full of aftertaste, but he didn't notice that Madara's face had completely turned gloomy. During this period, due to the decline in vitality, his brain, which could only maintain low-power operation, was spinning rapidly as if it were overdrawn.

Madara doesn't believe that this is just a trivial thing. Maybe people do hundreds of meaningless things every day, but there are always exceptions, and Sakamoto Tatsuma is one of them in Madara's eyes.

He has never really interacted with Tatsuma, and he doesn't know much about Tatsuma as a person. But as long as he puts another person he knows well, Senshou Tobirama, into the logic of Tatsuma's behavior, he can get a lot of information. Many answers.

For example, now that Madara's brain is working rapidly, when was he exposed?

Probably when they attacked those Uchiha in the Kingdom of Kawa? Or planning an internal uchiha rebellion? But that was almost two or three years ago. After rounds of screening, Madara also eliminated those Uchiha, leaving only two candidates.

There were two candidates he had never tested, one was Uchiha Obito who was chosen by him, and the other was Sakamoto Tatsuma's disciple Uchiha Shisui.

In fact, Shisui was the first choice. The talent that a blind man could see was unfortunately that he was a disciple of Tatsuma Sakamoto. Madara did not dare to act rashly, so he could only settle for the next best thing and choose Obito.

But Madara didn't expect that Obito, who had only shown his talent not long ago, would be left behind by Tatsuma.

Did he leave corresponding methods for all Uchiha, or was his plan completely seen through by Tatsuma, so he could pinpoint Obito so accurately?

Madara couldn't help but clenched his fists. The coldness coming from his fingertips made him feel like he was suddenly awakened. He said in a somewhat impatient tone: "Come here!"

The uneasiness in my heart reached its extreme at this moment, as if an accident was going to happen every minute at night.

"Don't you want to check your body?"

Obito was a little confused, but Zetsu had already sensed the eagerness of his creator, and ran towards Madara with Obito on his back, but not very fast considering Obito's unhealed injuries.

"Cough cough~"

Suddenly, Obito started coughing again. His intact hand was being held by Zetsu. He could only keep struggling, trying to scratch something with the hand that was bound by the belt, and his mouth was wide open.

Uchiha Madara's breathing became heavy. He looked at Obito's mouth and saw a seedling sticking out. At the same time, the chakra in Obito's body was being continuously absorbed, not only chakra but also life force.

The seedlings fell to the ground in an instant, and a fist-sized watermelon also appeared and grew rapidly.

"hateful!"

Madara waved his hand, and a black rod appeared in his palm, and shot towards the ground. As Zetsu ran, and the jumping watermelon, Madara's throwing technique was extremely accurate. The black rod hit the watermelon that had grown to be as big as a human head. .

"boom!"

The watermelon exploded, and the blood-red flesh turned into mist and dispersed, but the watermelon seeds also spattered and spread all over the cave.

At this time, Zetsu finally ran up to Madara, with a look of surprise on his face. Madara stretched out his hand, grabbed the melon vine extending out of Obito's mouth, and pulled it out hard.

"what"

Obito screamed, and Madara held the bloody roots in his hands. He looked at the blood being continuously sucked by the roots, and the scattered watermelon seeds around him were also sprouting and growing.

In just a moment, the originally lifeless cave was filled with vitality, reflected by green seedlings, but Madara's face turned even more ugly than a dead person.

He looked at the seedlings. The young leaves were constantly intertwined with each other, and the veins of the leaves showed three characters.

"Lake Toya"

Madara naturally knew what this was, Sakamoto Tatsuma's Flying Thunder God Technique, but Madara never expected that this Wood Release could be so combined with the Flying Thunder God.

"What is all this?"

As Obito spoke, hope suddenly appeared in his eyes. Was Brother Tatsuma coming to save him? But why is Uchiha Madara's face so ugly? They are all the ones who saved him, shouldn't they be?

By the way, Madara Uchiha is a rebel ninja, and Brother Tatsuma is Hokage.

Uchiha Madara was not in the mood to pay attention to Obito. Even he didn't know how to deal with the current situation. The Flying Thunder God Technique everywhere couldn't be destroyed instantly.

He glanced sideways at Obito. Did this silly boy think that Sakamoto Tatsuma was here specifically to save him? The energy for the growth of these seedlings is his vitality.

Madara even wondered, if he hadn't pulled out the melon vine quickly enough, would Obito have been drained of his life force by the melon vine?

Sure enough, this Sakamoto Tatsuma looked very much like Senju Tobirama. No matter how well he concealed it, such a wasteful consideration of their Uchiha's lives was his true appearance.

The silver light passed through the dark cave, like a shooting star in the dark night. Madara Uchiha held on to the armrests of the stone chair, stood up with difficulty, and said:

"Famous is not as good as meeting, Yondaime Hokage."

(End of this chapter)