NARUTO: Ninja World Scientific Revolution

"Edo Tensei!" 

Amidst agonized screams, the sacrificial body was gradually enveloped by crumbling paper-like fragments, reshaping into the familiar form of Senju Hashirama. 

"You again, young man?" 

As his consciousness returned, Hashirama's face twisted into a pained expression upon seeing Hyuga Mirai. "While I'm relieved you haven't used this forbidden jutsu for war, making me use Wood Release for months on end to grow crops… don't you think that's a little too cruel?" 

Day and night, without pause—maturing one batch of herbs only to begin the next. Hashirama wasn't just growing the plants; he was harvesting, drying, and storing them as well. Even at night, there was no reprieve. 

Looking back on those endless days in the Uzushiogakure plantation, he shuddered. It was a nightmare far worse than his time as Hokage, buried under endless paperwork. 

Endless labor, complete isolation—and worst of all, he couldn't even control his own body. 

Mirai, however, remained unfazed. "First Hokage, every herb you cultivate saves lives. Just think about it—thousands of acres of medicinal plants, countless people saved. This work is far too important to delay." 

"Saving lives, huh? Well, when you put it that way, I suppose it's worth it… but still—" 

Mirai cut him off. "Fine. I'll summon the Second Hokage to assist you. You'll have twenty minutes of rest and conversation every day." 

"Really? It's a deal then, young man!" 

Hashirama could tell from Mirai's expression that this was the best deal he was going to get. The Edo Tensei technique, originally created by Tobirama to summon the dead for battle, had now been repurposed into an agricultural tool by a Hyuga prodigy. It was an ironic twist, but at least he wasn't being forced into warfare. 

And with Tobirama keeping him company, the months ahead wouldn't be quite as lonely. 

Mirai had already planned to summon Senju Tobirama again. His Flying Thunder God Jutsu was the most efficient teleportation method, and by placing seals at various key locations—Orochimaru's labs, Sasori's bases, and other strategic points—Mirai could essentially create a personal teleportation network. 

However, reviving Tobirama required careful consideration. The sacrificial body needed to be enhanced—not just infused with Hashirama Cells, but reinforced physically to prevent exhaustion. 

As for the other Edo Tensei corpses, Mirai put them on hold. Controlling too many could become a liability, and it might increase the chances of Tobirama breaking free. 

He had already begun collecting the remains of previous Kage, but unless war broke out, he had no intention of summoning them all at once. 

After settling the arrangements for Hashirama and Tobirama, Mirai turned his focus to developing new jutsu. 

Ever since he had perfected the method of cultivating Nine-Tails chakra, he had been working on modifying the Spirit Transformation Jutsu. 

Tailed beast chakra was incredibly vast, and while Jinchuriki could learn to control it over time, using it often interfered with their ability to manage other types of chakra. Mirai's solution was to modify the Spirit Transformation Jutsu to artificially create a tailed beast's consciousness. 

The Tenseigan Chakra Mode had an ability that created spiritual orbs to control others. Mirai planned to use a similar principle to refine the Spirit Transformation Jutsu. 

After all, with many of his subordinates soon to become pseudo-Jinchuriki, this technique could help them achieve perfect synchronization with their chakra reserves. 

"Dealing with Yin-Yang Release techniques is always tricky…" Mirai mused. 

Modifying the Spirit Transformation Jutsu required a deep understanding of its mechanics, the properties of Yin Release chakra, and intricate hand seals. The Yin chakra played a crucial role as the foundation of the technique. 

After nearly two months of research, Mirai had made some progress—but there were still many hurdles to overcome. 

Just then, 18's voice interrupted his thoughts. 

"Sir, we've received intelligence from the Land of Fire." 

"What is it?" 

"Konoha and the Daimyo's government have reached an agreement. They will no longer target anyone except you and Ayaka Uzumaki. Additionally, they will not interfere with the normal operations of the Uzumaki Trade Association. However, if they do manage to capture either of you, the Daimyo's officials will be required to participate in the interrogation." 

Mirai chuckled. "So, Hiruzen really has softened since Minato's death. I expected them to put up more of a fight… But it seems the Fire Daimyo has his own greedy ambitions for the Uzumaki Trade Association. No matter—for now, we'll leave him be. I'll deal with him later." 

The Daimyo and his noble allies were already on Mirai's blacklist. 

Their fate was inevitable. 

"Proceed as planned," Mirai instructed. "Start gradually selling certain goods to the Land of Fire. But first, we need to negotiate control over electricity and transportation infrastructure—gradually shift those rights away from the Daimyo's control." 

"Understood, sir," 18 responded immediately. "Additionally, Kumo and Konoha have clashed three times in the Land of Hot Water, involving a total of 630 combatants. I've sent the footage to your terminal." 

Mirai accessed the data through his wrist device, observing the aerial footage with interest. The battle details were remarkably clear—though the view was from a high-altitude perspective. 

"How many satellites have we launched so far, 18?" 

"The third satellite is currently in preparation, sir. Eighty percent of its observation time is focused on monitoring the Moon. However, we still lack intel on the structures within. In twelve days, we plan to launch an exploration drone to collect more precise data." 

Hyuga Mirai nodded in satisfaction. Anything entrusted to 18 had always been handled flawlessly—there had yet to be a single failure. 

"I'll leave it to you, 18. Once the intelligence is compiled, submit a full report to me, and we'll proceed with the lunar landing." 

There wasn't much to prepare for the Moon landing. As long as they could keep Otsutsuki Toneri from activating the massive Tenseigan, everything else would be simple. Right now, Toneri was no match for Mirai—after all, he didn't even have his eyes yet. 

"For now, let's focus on refining the Spirit Transformation Jutsu." 

With that, Mirai immersed himself in the lab, determined to complete his improvements as soon as possible. 

Meanwhile, the shinobi world was anything but peaceful, especially in the Land of Hot Water and the Land of Rivers. 

Since Namikaze Minato's death, both Sunagakure and Kumogakure had been eager to take advantage of Konoha's perceived weakness. However, Hiruzen Sarutobi, for once, took a firm stance, deploying numerous shinobi along the borders—half of the ANBU included. 

In the Land of Rivers, Jiraiya held the frontline. He had already clashed several times with Kumo's forces, even holding his ground against the Fourth Raikage himself. Though Jiraiya lacked Minato's speed, his overall combat ability was more balanced, and with the backing of Mount Myoboku's summoning beasts, he remained an immovable force. 

As long as the Raikage avoided a full-scale war, defeating Jiraiya was next to impossible. 

Besides, Kumogakure couldn't afford an all-out conflict with Konoha. Iwagakure loomed nearby, still nursing its grudges from the last Great Ninja War. 

During the previous war, Iwa had failed to gain any advantage over Konoha. This time, there was a good chance they would set their sights on Kumo instead. 

Not to mention, the animosity between the two villages ran deep. The Third Raikage had perished at Iwa's hands, and many Iwa shinobi had been slain by Kumo's forces. Their hatred wouldn't be easily erased. 

Rumors even suggested that Onoki had placed bounties on high-ranking Kumo shinobi, hiring rogue ninja through underground networks. 

This looming threat forced the Fourth Raikage to hold back. Yet, he refused to let go of his ambitions, leading to an ongoing stalemate on the battlefield. 

As for the Land of Rivers, Konoha had decisively repelled Sunagakure's probing attacks. 

Rasa's reconnaissance team had barely crossed the border before they were met with a brutal counterattack. Of the sixty shinobi he had sent, fewer than fifteen managed to return alive. 

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Konoha's Forward Base in the Land of Rivers

The advance team stationed at the base was recuperating after their fierce battle with Suna. Though victorious, many shinobi had sustained injuries. Until the diplomatic mission to Sunagakure returned, the Konoha forces remained on high alert. 

"Lady Kiyo, please have some water." 

A branch family guardian respectfully handed a water flask to Kiyo Hyuga. 

With time, the name "Hyuga Mirai" had become taboo within the Hyuga clan—almost as if he had never existed. 

Meanwhile, the branch family under the Fourth Elder's lineage had gradually come to revere Kiyo Hyuga as the future leader of the clan. 

Her leadership skills, decisiveness, and sheer combat ability set her apart. In the recent battle against Suna, she had single-handedly held off an enemy jonin squad, eliminating the Suna commander before reinforcements could even arrive. 

Though she had sustained injuries in the fight, her strength and command had earned her the unwavering trust of the branch family. 

"Lady Kiyo, we deeply regret not arriving in time to assist you," Hyuga Naka of the branch family spoke, his tone filled with remorse. 

Kiyo, however, remained calm and cut him off. 

"This wasn't your fault. If I had been the one held down by a puppeteer, I wouldn't have escaped quickly either." 

"Lady Kiyo, perhaps you should return to the village? With your status and achievements, no one would question it." 

"That won't be necessary." Kiyo shook her head. "The battlefield is the best place to grow stronger. And these wounds aren't worth worrying about." 

"But—" 

"It's decided. No one will question this when we return." 

Closing her eyes, she reaffirmed her resolve. 

She had only faced a single jonin and three genin, yet the battle had left her wounded. While her abilities were considered exceptional for her age in Konoha, it was nowhere near enough. 

Not against that man. 

Recalling past memories and the information her grandfather had gathered from the clan leader, a deep frustration welled up within her. 

"Too slow.*" 

If she kept progressing at this rate, she might never catch up to him.

(End of Chapter)

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