funbook-pk Chapter 585 The Third Generation's Master of Face-Changing
Chapter 585 The Third Generation's Master of Face-Changing
Opinion?
Onoki and Chiyo were covered in dust, their hair disheveled, and they no longer possessed the demeanor of Kage-level powerhouses.
They stared blankly at the man who was calmly blowing on his tea.
Opinions? Do we dare to have opinions? Do we even deserve to have opinions?
Onoki's gaze involuntarily fell on the "Framework Agreement for the Ninja World Peace Alliance System" that Danzo had pushed towards him in the center of the table.
Next to the agreement was a brand-new pen that had been prepared for them.
No, it's not entirely brand new.
Onoki's heart, as hard as rock, clenched painfully.
He noticed that the penholder, which should have been smooth, was now covered with a fine, spiderweb-like crack.
It was as if it had just endured some unimaginable, terrifying pressure, and was on the verge of breaking.
The cracks in this pen were caused by the sheer force of that pure, unwavering will, which pressed down on it the instant that terrifying killing intent erupted!
gap……
The difference is too big!
Onoki swayed, an unprecedented feeling of powerlessness washing over him.
He finally understood completely.
Strength, strategy, economy, public sentiment... even the use of willpower—they were all utterly and flawlessly crushed by this excessively young man.
resistance?
Faced with this monster that possesses the destructive power to overturn the chessboard at any moment, yet patiently tries to reason with you, make grand promises, and promote the economy, any form of resistance becomes the most foolish and ridiculous farce.
Chiyo remembered Hiruzen Sarutobi's words.
"It's so that this kind of barbecue can be served on the tables of every ordinary person in your village!"
Sunagakure has no other choice but to accept defeat.
Chiyo walked back to the table step by step.
Her every movement was stiff, like a rusty puppet, but her hand was unusually steady when she picked up the cracked pen.
Without looking at the contents of the agreement, he turned to the last page and, in the blank space belonging to the representative of Sunagakure, resolutely signed his name, stroke by stroke.
After finishing writing, she seemed to have all her strength drained away, and she slammed the pen on the table with a soft snap.
The moment she signed, she felt that the heavy burden of the village's survival that had weighed on her shoulders for decades seemed to have eased a little.
Inside the tent, everyone's eyes were focused on the last person.
The third generation Tsuchikage, Onoki.
He looked at Chiyo, then at Danzo beside him who was expressionless, and then at the group of calm and collected Konoha ninja.
Finally, his gaze fell on Hiruzen Sarutobi's face.
The man was still smiling, gentle and calm.
But in Onoki's eyes, that smiling face was more terrifying than any fierce expression.
He seemed to hear the sound of his heart, as firm as a rock, crumbling inch by inch.
A sigh, as if it had exhausted all his life's energy, escaped from Onoki's mouth.
He hunched over, slowly walked to the table, and picked up the agreement.
Instead of signing, he reached into his pocket and pulled out the seal representing the highest authority of the Tsuchikage.
He dipped the seal into the blood-red ink and aimed it at the blank space belonging to the Land of Earth, Iwagakure Village.
He closed his eyes.
Images of the barren land of Iwagakure flashed through his mind, as did the sorrowful faces of the villagers, and the expectant face of his son, Huangtu.
Then, he suddenly opened his eyes, and his arm fell heavily!
"Thump!"
A dull, resounding crash, like the death knell of an era.
That blood-red seal was deeply imprinted on the white paper, and also on the new history of the ninja world.
At this moment, the old order of five great nations standing side by side and checking each other, which had been established since the Warring States period by the First Hokage Hashirama Senju, was completely shattered.
A new era, absolutely dominated by Konoha, known as the United Nations of the Ninja World, has officially arrived with this muffled sound of a seal being stamped!
The very next second after Onoki finished stamping the document, he seemed to have aged ten years.
A sudden change has occurred!
The terrifying killing intent that enveloped the entire tent, making everyone feel suffocated, like a demon descending upon the world... was gone.
It just vanished into thin air.
They vanished without a trace, completely and utterly, as if everything that had just happened was merely an illusion.
Onoki and Chiyo looked up in surprise, only to be met with a bright, almost blindingly bright smile.
Hiruzen Sarutobi, beaming with pride, rushed around the table and enthusiastically grabbed Onoki and Chiyo's hands, shaking them vigorously up and down.
"Oh! Congratulations to both of you! Congratulations on making such a wise choice! On behalf of Konoha, the Land of Fire, and all peace-loving people in the ninja world, I express my sincerest gratitude and warmest welcome to your foresight!"
That enthusiastic attitude, those friendly and familiar gestures, that impassioned speech…
Onoki and Chiyo were completely dumbfounded.
They were so dizzy from Hiruzen Sarutobi's movements that their minds were buzzing.
Is this... is this still the same demon who could shatter the earth with a single punch?
That's a really fast change of expression! (Chuan)
Looking at Hiruzen Sarutobi, who was smiling more brightly than flowers and was as enthusiastic as a pyramid scheme leader, a huge sense of absurdity welled up in my heart.
Onoki and Chiyo felt as if a mouthful of blood was stuck in their throats, unable to be spat out or swallowed, and they almost suffocated on the spot.
Hiruzen Sarutobi didn't care about their inner turmoil; he just felt completely refreshed.
Acting is really physically demanding, especially playing such unfathomable characters; the mental pressure is immense.
Now that the contract is signed, I can finally go home!
He secretly planned that when he returned to the village, he would definitely have Shikano frame the agreement and hang it in the most conspicuous place in the Hokage's office. In the future, if anyone dared to disobey, they could point to the agreement and ask him: "Look, they have all signed it, what else do you want?"
The meeting concluded successfully.
Danzo skillfully stepped forward, carefully put away the priceless agreement, and filed it away, his movements meticulous.
Outside the tent, Sakumo Hatake and Kagami Uchiha, who had maintained a combat-ready stance, also suppressed their fierce aura and reverted to their usual appearances as farm manager and gentle clan leader.