When Yūshin received the "Voice of the Shinobi World" major broadcast program from the White Zetsu network, he was in the middle of training Yang Release chakra transformation.
Thanks to the Akimichi Clan's tireless dedication and assistance over the previous period, plus his own efforts and sweat, Yūshin had now mastered Yang Release transformation.
However, he could currently only utilize the basic functions of Yang Release chakra—using this attribute to enhance his physical strength during combat. Beyond that, he hadn't made progress in other applications.
After all, Yang Release transformation and Yang Release jutsu are different things.
Directly using Yang Release chakra to strengthen the body—honestly, the effect was rather soft, not hard enough. In fact, this kind of enhancement brought less direct strength than the Earth Spear Technique Yūshin had encountered before.
Yūshin wanted to use Yang Release chakra to develop new body-enhancement jutsu, but for the moment had no good development ideas.
So he temporarily focused his energy on learning medical ninjutsu, which was one of the most practical, effective, and useful application fields for Yang Release chakra.
With attribute transformation as a foundation, learning medical ninjutsu wasn't too difficult—it was just about further stimulating the life force within chakra.
This way, Yūshin wouldn't need to worry about getting injured in battle.
As long as he didn't suffer instantly fatal wounds like decapitation, heart removal, lung extraction, or kidney stabbing, Yūshin had the possibility of rapidly recovering from injuries.
In other words, as long as his chakra was sufficient, Yūshin could evolve into an undying cockroach.
Based on White Zetsu's body, with Yang Release and some medical ninjutsu, whether he had Wood Release or not seemed less important now... If possible, Yūshin naturally wanted to master this Kekkei Genkai, but it was no longer so urgent.
After all, White Zetsu, as a product of the God Tree, always carried some "wood attributes," and Wood Release could rapidly achieve "wood proliferation," further improving Yūshin's recovery speed.
It was while he was busy training that he once again received an assembly signal from the White Zetsu collective.
This long-distance transmitted information still had a very abstract expression method, but its unique encoding and logic still allowed Yūshin to naturally understand the meaning.
More importantly, Yūshin discovered this assembly signal wasn't broadcast to all White Zetsu, but had specific targeting.
After thinking briefly, he felt those summoned this time were very likely White Zetsu "sub-leaders" with long-distance information transmission capabilities who could serve as information and intelligence nodes within regional ranges.
Yūshin happened to be among those summoned.
He barely hesitated before deciding to attend this "radish meeting."
On one hand, understanding White Zetsu's movements meant he could know the Shinobi World's trends one step ahead—Yūshin couldn't give up this kind of secretive yet accurate information acquisition channel.
On the other hand, wasn't Yūshin still hoping to gain more experience points, even acquire new nature transformations or Kekkei Genkai? He couldn't disappoint White Zetsu's good intentions.
Some might ask, why not study chakra nature transformation himself? Why specifically trouble White Zetsu?
However, human energy and available time are always limited. Yūshin learning other combat techniques while plundering other training results from White Zetsu—combining both approaches, wouldn't that be twice the result with half the effort?
Such good White Zetsu resources had to be fully utilized—waste would be shameful.
Whether Black Zetsu or White Zetsu, as long as they could provide "upgrade experience" for Yūshin, they were good Zetsu.
Fortunately, after one round of war and conflict ended, The Fireflies organization was currently in a relatively peaceful settling period. Nothing major would happen in the short term, so Yūshin didn't need to keep close watch on the organization's internal affairs.
So he found an excuse about observing surrounding conditions, made short-term development plans for the organization, then left Kikyō Castle alone.
Theoretically, an organization leader like Yūshin must bring guards when going out on missions—this was both for Yūshin's own sake and for the entire organization's sake.
But considering Yūshin's specific situation, guards and other accompanying roles were actually unnecessary, because he was exceptionally skilled at infiltration, penetration, and escape—executing missions alone was actually safest.
Yūshin hadn't lied either. After leaving Kikyō Castle, he first circled around the Land of the River Source. Finding no signs of war, he then headed to the assembly location.
Arriving at the actual position, if Yūshin wasn't mistaken, this should belong to the future Land of Rain... He always felt the mastermind behind the scenes had a special fondness for this place.
This "Land of Rain" region was located in the continent's center. Logically, with such geographical advantages, this place should either form a great nation or be incorporated into some great nation's territory—it definitely shouldn't become a fragmented, independent small country.
When things go against normal patterns, there must be something strange. Yūshin suspected this was exactly Black Zetsu and White Zetsu's doing, because they had very likely been entrenched in this position for thousands of years.
Then, Yūshin encountered Black Zetsu.
Among the dozens of White Zetsu at the assembly point, the only Black Zetsu was so conspicuous—he possessed a White Zetsu main body, radiating an oily beauty that could attract at least two aircraft carrier fleets.
Seeing this thing, Yūshin's spirit instantly tensed up.
His disguise was flawless—White Zetsu definitely couldn't detect that a traitor had appeared among their ranks. But Black Zetsu was different; this thing was somewhat sinister.
Although Black Zetsu had never demonstrated any direct combat methods, correspondingly, ordinary ninja simply couldn't deal with this Kaguya will that had survived a thousand years.
Therefore, as long as Black Zetsu couldn't be dealt with, once exposed, Yūshin would be the one getting dealt with.
What to do? A bit scared—what to do?
Yūshin kept an expressionless face with tense nerves, blending among this group of White Zetsu, trying to minimize his presence as much as possible. Under normal circumstances, no one would notice anything abnormal about him.
In the depths of this lush primeval forest, the pattering spring rain brought a hint of late winter chill. Looking from afar, one could see giant "white mushrooms" growing in the soil, on boulders, and on tree trunks.
A White Zetsu meeting scene, no matter what, carried a somewhat eerie and sinister feeling.
"There's important news."
After all the "mushrooms" were in position and the scheduled assembly time expired, Black Zetsu directly opened his mouth to chair the meeting.
"After repeated confirmation, the reincarnated Indra chakra is indeed attached to that Uchiha Madara."
"Correspondingly, Ashura chakra is on Hashirama Senju of the Senju Clan."
"In other words, the conditions for deploying the plan have been assembled once again."
Indeed important news, but I already knew that... Yūshin thought to himself—did Black Zetsu summon these White Zetsu to announce good news and boost morale?
The greatest conspiracy in the Shinobi World over thousands of years was right before his eyes. Being in the midst of the most sinister conspiracy group, Yūshin instead felt a sense of absurdity and ridiculousness.
Wait, this should be that kind of highest-level, most secretive meeting concerning the final boss level, right? So why could I slip in so easily?
A high-level spy like Yūshin must be unique in the Shinobi World's thousands of years of history, right?
"The bad news is that the surveillance units we deployed around Uchiha Madara were wiped out again. Although we promptly dispatched a new batch of surveillance units, there's still a gap in monitoring him."
The other half of the White Zetsu main body spoke.
Eh, Yūshin suddenly discovered a problem—these White Zetsu closely monitored every generation of Indra chakra hosts but didn't pay as much attention to Ashura chakra hosts. Wasn't that a bit unfair?
Uchiha Madara was surrounded by waves of White Zetsu, but relatively speaking, why was Hashirama Senju's vicinity so clean?
Were they bullying all the Indra hosts throughout the millennia for having poor brains and being easily deceived? Treating them all like people who fan over idols in youth, get phone scammed in middle age, and frantically buy health products in old age?
Oh wait, every "Indra" didn't live to old age.
"No choice—Indra chakra hosts all like releasing large-area jutsu when fighting. If we're not careful, we get caught in the crossfire. To maintain close surveillance of him, we keep losing units." said a White Zetsu half-buried in a tree trunk.
"Since we've already confirmed that Uchiha Madara is the target, perhaps we don't need to follow him so closely anymore." said another White Zetsu crouching on a moss-covered boulder.
"No, we can't relax surveillance of him. I have a premonition—this time is the closest we've come to the plan's success. We can't lose focus." Black Zetsu immediately negated this.
To Black Zetsu, did White Zetsu lives count as lives? They were just consumables—death was fine as long as they didn't all die out.
"But our numbers are decreasing. This is indeed a big problem." the White Zetsu main body said again.
You could say Yūshin had played a small, insignificant role in reducing White Zetsu numbers and maintaining the Shinobi World's ecological balance.
"When can we retrieve the Demonic Statue of the Outer Path? Using the Demonic Statue and Ashura's power, we could continuously restore our population size." said a White Zetsu standing side by side with Yūshin.
They naturally had some understanding of the Demonic Statue—after all, White Zetsu were originally fruits that grew on the God Tree's vines. After the God Tree was drained of power, it became the Demonic Statue.
So the God Tree was White Zetsu's mother, while the Demonic Statue was White Zetsu's stepmother... well, shriveled mother.
Now they wanted to liberate their sealed stepmother—quite filial indeed.
"As long as the plan takes its first step, we'll soon regain the Demonic Statue." Black Zetsu said.
No one wanted to launch the "Moon Theft Operation" earlier than him, but to retrieve the Demonic Statue from the moon's core required the Rinnegan's power.
Fortunately, Black Zetsu believed creating the Rinnegan now had some progress.
With the Rinnegan, would White Zetsu numbers still matter? As long as mother was resurrected and the Infinite Tsukuyomi plan was implemented again, wouldn't White Zetsu be as numerous as desired?
At this time, Yūshin suddenly spoke up:
"I have a question—is there really enough time? When will Uchiha Madara awaken his eyes? Considering ninja lifespans... In any case, the sooner the Demonic Statue returns to the Shinobi World, the better."
Black Zetsu was quite optimistic—the current Madara didn't even have Eternal Mangekyō, yet he was already thinking about Rinnegan and even "mother love me again." You could say his thinking was quite beautiful.
"To be cautious, after obtaining the Demonic Statue, we indeed need to increase numbers immediately." the White Zetsu main body immediately supplemented.
?
Why did these guys seem less cunning and calculating than expected? With Yūshin's interruption, how did it seem like they were just making things up as they went?
"Then we'll face the possibility of intelligence leaks. Can newly produced White Zetsu resist ninja's powerful genjutsu like we can? If not, they could be controlled by ninja and have their thoughts read." Yūshin continued raising questions.
White Zetsu produced by the Demonic Statue might not match the quality of those produced by the God Tree—the latter were, after all, from the original manufacturer, and that batch of White Zetsu had even experienced "spiritual enhancement" from Infinite Tsukuyomi. They were definitely different.
The black markings on the White Zetsu main body suddenly disappeared—Black Zetsu merged into the ground, and the next moment covered half the body of the White Zetsu beside Yūshin.
"Don't worry, new White Zetsu won't know so much intelligence. Even if that intelligence leaks out, it won't harm our plan. Understand?"
Controlling this White Zetsu body, Black Zetsu stared directly at Yūshin.
"Understood."
So you can adjust factory settings—why didn't you say so earlier?
Yūshin was startled. The feeling of directly facing Black Zetsu's mental pressure wasn't pleasant. The only fortunate thing was that Black Zetsu had only possessed the unlucky guy nearby.
If Yūshin himself had been possessed, the consequences would be unimaginable.
Would Black Zetsu discover Yūshin's mental abnormalities? Then realize he wasn't a real White Zetsu but a spy who had infiltrated?
You could say Yūshin had talked too much. Under Black Zetsu's intimidating gaze, he immediately shut up and didn't say another word.
Honestly, he now understood the feelings of those ninja he had assassinated. Having such a dark thing suddenly appear before you was unbearable enough, let alone appearing behind you.
Black Zetsu's action wasn't because he suspected Yūshin—he was just annoyed by Yūshin's questions. He was fantasizing about a loving mother-son life with his dear mother, but Yūshin kept reminding him that reality was still far from his ideals.
Couldn't he read the atmosphere? Who could stand this?
Seeing Yūshin had become obedient, Black Zetsu returned to the White Zetsu main body.
"In any case, we must once again strengthen surveillance of the Uchiha Clan, especially Uchiha Madara..."
Black Zetsu continued brainwashing the White Zetsu.
Yūshin restrained his emotions. Because he had the ability to shield his own White Zetsu signal, originally he had wanted to take the opportunity to steal a few more experience packs, but now he decided to give up.
Doing such things under Black Zetsu's nose was too risky. There would be other opportunities in the future—Yūshin didn't need to engage in such tightrope-walking behavior.
Therefore, after Black Zetsu readjusted the White Zetsu's surveillance operations of the Shinobi World, Yūshin obediently chose to leave... Black Zetsu's orders had nothing to do with him anyway, and he couldn't possibly execute such orders.
Black Zetsu had no way to distinguish which White Zetsu executed orders and which chose to slack off.
Yūshin felt this trip seemed to have little gain—no experience packs, no valuable intelligence.
However, if he could have stayed at the original location a bit longer...
"The timing is ripe. We can begin weakening the Uchiha Clan."
After the other White Zetsu had left, Black Zetsu continued discussing the next step of the plan with the White Zetsu main body.
If they didn't take action against the Uchiha, how would Uchiha Madara's Mangekyō Sharingan "evolve" into Eternal Mangekyō?
Without pressure, how could he grow?
"Should we continue stirring up conflict between Uchiha and Senju?" the White Zetsu main body asked.
"No, it's time to start cutting off the Uchiha's wings... Although it involves some risk, I've decided to throw out that important bait."
"You mean..."
"Yes, make them turn against each other. Honestly, there are few words that make me instinctively feel disgusted and nauseous... Whether seeing, hearing, or noticing them, they make me physically uncomfortable. So, they'd better disappear."
"Mm, I know what to do..."
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