SWNOVELXO Chapter 462: Chapter 107. Boycott!
[V2] - Chapter 107. Boycott!
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"A few days ago, wasn't Senju Park under construction? Why has it stopped again these past few days?"
"Maybe the weather's too cold, so they're taking a short break," Yuto yawned at Suzune's words, then raised an eyebrow and said with a slightly odd expression, "I mean, who builds houses in the middle of winter? Does that even make sense?"
Thinking about it now... Minato really has it rough.
No wonder the Second Hokage immediately chose to go work outside to pay off debts without hesitation.
He probably thought that his big brother teaming up with Uchiha Madara was like a husky paired with a Samoyed. In this cold winter, it was bound to stir up a wild instinct howl~
So, best to escape early and avoid any trouble later.
At that moment—
"This is unbelievable!" Hanabi walked in, face full of shock, eyes wide as if she still hadn't recovered. "I didn't expect you to actually find a way to call another ninja world!"
"I didn't expect it either."
Yuto shrugged. He really hadn't thought it was possible, but it sure made things easier. Originally, he planned to wait for Orochimaru and Tobirama to finish their research before taking over the market. Honestly... how could he not see through Danzo's petty schemes?
But—
Sorry, he never relied on himself to do business!
So being early or late didn't matter. He'd never lose money anyway.
Besides, more than money, what he really wanted now was to dominate the market and upgrade.
And in the end—
He had been planning to fairly compete with Boss Danzo for the market.
After all, it wasn't easy for the guy either!
Already that old, and though he had Sarutobi Hiruzen and Mitokado Homura—"dragon" and "phoenix"—helping him, his luck just wasn't any good. He'd gone bankrupt several times already.
It's enough to make people weep and hearts ache!
As a businessman upholding the Will of Fire and respecting the elderly and loving the young, Yuto really didn't want things to turn out like this, but then again... Danzo didn't stand a chance anyway, so better not give him false hope!
Just as Yuto was getting sentimental—
"Spit it out!" Hanabi locked eyes on him fiercely, saying, "You've found a way to cross over, haven't you?"
"Not certain yet!" Yuto rubbed his eyes, frowning slightly. "There might be a way!"
He didn't know if the next upgrade would unlock the Mangekyo.
Based on the system's market domination rules, cross-dimensional delivery… surely has to be part of it, right?
"Hehe!" Hanabi pulled open Yuto's eyelids, making both of his pupils show as she asked curiously, "Is it the Mangekyo's ability? Now that you mention it, your eyes have always looked a little different!"
"I'm still just a three-tomoe Sharingan user!" Yuto swatted her hand away in annoyance. "I don't know either!"
"True!" Hanabi nodded, then leaned to the side and lay down, no longer questioning him. After all… Yuto's eyes had always been different since the beginning.
Now they even had a kid—what's the point of asking so much?
Resting her head nearby, her fair and delicate face lit up with a bright smile. "Just now, I talked to Sister and Dad. I didn't expect to actually hear their voices."
To be honest—
Even though she chose to stay, she still felt a little regret deep down about leaving her family and not being able to return.
The corners of her mouth curled up slightly. "It's really great! We have to let them hear Yumi's voice later."
"Mm~"
The two of them just lay there like that. It was freezing outside, and they really didn't want to move. It's better to just stay in and take care of the baby here.
Not long after—
Suzune lay down beside them too. And just like that… the whole family peacefully lay together.
In the warmth—
Yuto felt himself drifting off to sleep.
He didn't know how long had passed—
Just as Yuto was about to take a short nap—
Hanabi nudged him gently and whispered, "Hey... it's such a cold night. How about we have a couple of drinks?"
"…Hmm!"
Cold winter nights.
One really needs to have a couple of drinks and a massage to feel comfortable!
…
Meanwhile.
On the Moon.
"This is the virtual helmet?"
All the White Zetsus curiously stared at the peculiar helmet in front of them, which had the words Yuto Group printed on it. Their eyes narrowed slightly.
This helmet wasn't something they bought themselves—after all, they were still unemployed drifters. Where would they get the money?
And with the New Year approaching, it really wasn't the right time to look for jobs.
So they had 9527 buy it for them.
As the current leader of the White Zetsu Army, what's wrong with buying a virtual helmet for his subordinates?
What's wrong with that?
Of course—
They hadn't told 9527 about his promotion yet. The guy was still busy at the moment, so now wasn't the time to say anything. They'd wait until next time… when the surveillance and security loosened up a bit, and 9527 returned to the Moon, then they'd tell him.
By then, everyone could set up a few tables and celebrate the birth of the third-generation Commander of the new White Zetsu Army.
What a joyous occasion!
Truly, what a joy!
As for now...
It's definitely game time!
"Didn't they say that to play this thing, it has to be connected to the virtual reality signal?"
"It's already connected! It's already connected here!"
"Then let's start! Let's start! I've been dying to play it!"
With that—
All the White Zetsus stared at the virtual helmet.
However—
There was only one helmet.
"I'll go! I'll go!"
"Let me! I'm a veteran gamer. I've charged over a million in-game—I must be the one to go first!"
"Forget the unlucky ones, I've got super luck! Back when Madara-sama was pulling cards, I helped him complete a full bond set super fast! Let me do it!"
All the White Zetsus glared at each other, looking dead serious, unwilling to back down.
"Let me! I'll go!"
"We're all on the same side—me playing is like you playing! You playing is like everyone playing! So let me do it!"
"Well if that's the case, then I'll go!"
But then—
Moments later—
This group of guys started getting really aggressive.
And in the end—
Smack~
"Ah~ Who hit me?"
"Balala!"
Someone shouted, and all the White Zetsus started brawling over the single virtual helmet, making Black Zetsu, who was watching from the side, sigh helplessly and shake his head.
When it came to this bunch of idiots—
All he could do now was pretend not to see!
Of course—
There had been some good news recently.
According to intel from their undercover agent 9527 in Konoha...
Uchiha Madara hadn't come looking for them again lately. He seemed very busy and is out job hunting.
It was said that he'd recently been reported due to too many negative reviews from food delivery orders.
So Madara was now busy surviving and had no time to deal with them!
Maybe if they laid low a little longer, the ninja world would forget all about them.
But then—
Thinking of that movie released by the Root Group a few days ago, Black Zetsu couldn't help but feel frustrated again.
Because—
From the looks of it—
The ninja world—
They seemed to have figured something out.
He'd spent over a thousand years trying to erase that part of history, but now… good grief, practically the entire ninja world knew about it.
Even if the movie was a little different, it was probably just artistic liberties taken by the Root Group.
Their plan—
It might already be exposed!
"Damn it! Why hasn't that Root Group gone bankrupt yet!" Black Zetsu growled angrily. "Boycott! We must boycott! From now on, White Zetsus are never allowed to buy anything from the Root Group! Let them lose a batch of important customers!"
As soon as he finished—
Suddenly—
Black Zetsu froze, as if he sensed a familiar presence. He jerked his head up, frowning slightly, and looked around suspiciously.
A moment later—
He muttered to himself, "That's right! How could Mom possibly appear at a time like this?"
It must have just been him missing her too much, and so he must have felt it wrong!