Chapter 331: Cough, It's Hard
Click!
"What are you doing again?" Tsunade said, her fist clenching tight. She was staring pointedly at the camera in Tonbo Tobitake's hand. The others looked on, equally bewildered.
"This is a camera, the latest model from the Land of Fire. It has the advantages of high capacity, excellent focus, and crystal-clear imagery. I've prepared several to capture the scenes of this war..." Tonbo introduced the device to them with enthusiasm.
Tsunade snapped, "I asked what are you doing? I didn't ask for a sales pitch!" We are at a critical moment for the war; don't embarrass Konoha, you bastard!
"Many people don't know the true cruelty of war. I want to record these images and broadcast them far and wide once the fighting is over. By publicizing the dangers of war, we can increase everyone's resistance to future conflict. This is a rare opportunity; we never had such convenient technology before," Tonbo said with a smile.
Click!
He then took a close-up shot of the various Kage and the other ninjas making the strategic decisions. Not wanting to be left out, he sent a shadow clone over to join the frame.
"Sigh, I'm getting old. I can't keep up with the ideas of the youth," Onoki remarked, looking from Gaara to Tonbo. They were so young, yet their perspectives were more grounded and realistic than an old fogey like him. Perhaps after this war, the next generation truly would usher in peace.
Raikage Ay noted, "I see. It's no wonder you were able to become Acting Hokage after the Third's death. You truly have your own way of thinking. No wonder we suffered several political setbacks at your hands back then."
He recalled the period after Hiruzen Sarutobi's death. Tonbo's time as Acting Hokage had indeed caused significant diplomatic headaches for Kumogakure. Looking at it now, their fundamental ways of thinking were just different.
"So handsome!" Terumi Mei watched him, her eyes sparkling. What a pity he has a partner—he suddenly seems slightly less handsome now!
Tonbo checked the images on his camera. After confirming he hadn't missed any key elements or figures, he tucked the camera away with a look of immense satisfaction.
Allied Shinobi Forces Assembly Point.
"We still haven't settled the score regarding the incident at the Yoska Mountains!"
"What did you say? You want to go right now?"
The Allied forces were in a state of mutual resentment. Between different villages, there were countless old grudges and blood debts. This mobilization was unprecedented in history, and the pent-up bitterness was reaching a breaking point.
"Silence."
A voice rang out from high above the assembly. It was accompanied by an overwhelming pressure that weighed down on their hearts, sending goosebumps across their skin. It felt as though they were being watched by something terrifying.
Looking up, several figures appeared before them. Standing at the front was the Kazekage, Gaara. Beside him were Kitsuchi, Darui, Mifune, and Kakashi. And the one who had spoken: Tonbo Tobitake.
Everyone could feel that the crushing pressure was coming specifically from this man. It was as if he were deliberately intimidating them.
Shino remarked, "It's Tonbo-Sensei."
Kiba barked, "Heh, Tonbo-Sensei and his twisted sense of humor. He starts by giving everyone a reality check."
Neji added, "Mhm. This kind of presence, suppressing eighty thousand troops alone... truly strong!"
The Konoha ninjas looked at Tonbo with admiration. This was a true ninja—one who could overawe the entire Allied army. Seeing the shock on the faces of those around them, they felt a shared sense of glory.
"Is that... Konoha's Captain Tonbo? The former Acting Hokage?"
"That's him. I heard he's going to lead a single-man unit this time, providing support to all the divisions."
"Can he really pull that off? Konoha people love to talk big."
"What did you say?"
"I'm not wrong, am I?"
The ninjas from other villages felt the pressure, but their mouths didn't stop. It looked like a brawl could break out at any moment.
Boom!
"What's going on?"
"My body... it feels like I've been weighted down."
Suddenly, their bodies felt as if they were wearing heavy weights, and they couldn't even speak. Only after they quieted down did the crushing sensation gradually fade.
"Fellow members of the Shinobi Alliance, I know there is hatred among us..."
Gaara stepped forward. He began to recount his own story—of hatred, loneliness, and the search for acknowledgement. Tonbo watched as the atmosphere among the troops below slowly began to shift.
Heh, his 'Talk-no-Jutsu' is pretty strong. But even with the same script, I don't think it would have the same effect if I said it, Tonbo mused. He knew he was talented, but when it came to persuasive speeches, some people just had a natural gift. However, he had his own methods. As his strength grew, he could use simpler ways. He had gradually abandoned the idea of winning people over with words alone.
"Let the world enter a state of peace and secure a better future for our descendants. How about we set aside our grudges and deal with the enemy before us first?" Gaara's voice finally reached every ear in the Alliance.
"Yeah...!"
The cheers were deafening. The Alliance roared in response, moved by Gaara's spirit. Even those who had been deeply scarred felt that the current situation took priority and set aside their personal vendettas.
Afterward, the Alliance mobilized. Following the headquarters' plan, they marched toward the Mountains' Graveyard from five different directions.
Click!
A shadow clone of Tonbo recorded the scene. He specifically captured a shot from a low angle looking up at himself, standing high above and suppressing everyone with a single Genjutsu. It gave off an aura of being someone who could only be looked up to.
"Well then, we should move too. Shadow Clone Jutsu!"
Poof! Poof! Poof!
Tonbo wove the signs, and five clones appeared. He handed each one a camera and ordered them to head toward the five different divisions. They were to record every scene of the war—and show off a little while they were at it.
Whoosh!
The five shadow clones took to the skies on giant eagles, snapping photos of the troops below. Occasionally, they would land to get close-up shots of certain individuals.
The Mountains' Graveyard.
"It is done. With the cultivation of Hashirama's cells, these White Zetsu will become even stronger," Kabuto sneered, his snake-like tail swaying behind him. He looked at the dense, countless army of White Zetsu with satisfaction.
"Besides Hashirama's cells, you added something else, didn't you? I think you should tell me," the masked man said.
"Heh, it's a specialized neural network researched from Tonbo Tobitake's neural cells. It can accelerate the reaction speed of the White Zetsu without any other side effects. You're overthinking it," Kabuto smiled.
"And what about the Reanimation Jutsu? I won't just take your word for that. You must tell me the method to cancel it." The masked man threw down two figures, killing one and tossing the body in front of Kabuto.
"Hehe, no problem. The Reanimation Jutsu is essentially a Summoning Jutsu that brings a soul from the Pure Land into a prepared vessel. To achieve this, one must have a portion of the target's physical remains to collect enough information to revive them..."
Kabuto pulled out a scroll, took a piece of flesh from the deceased blonde man, and performed the jutsu to attach the data to the scroll. Then, right in front of the masked man, he revived the blonde man into a different body and explained the technique's cancellation method.
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