Loulan, the first spatial waypoint establishment point. Amidst a dazzling light, a woman with long brown hair, a gorgeous appearance, and an alluring curvaceous figure stepped out. She glanced around, pursed her attractive red lips, and a look of surprise appeared on her face.
"Is this the Land of Wind? It's simply incredible! In less than a minute, I actually came here from the capital of the Land of Sea!"
Looking at the scenery around her, which was completely different from the Land of Sea, she felt the slightly restless breeze. It was entirely unlike the misty environment of the Land of Sea. Even the sun in the sky seemed much brighter than the fireball that appeared through the fog in the Land of Sea.
"To be precise, this place doesn't belong to the Land of Wind. It should be called Loulan. However, I didn't expect the person coming over to be you, Mei Terumī!"
Hearing a crisp voice with a hint of heroism, Mei Terumī quickly turned her head and saw the valiant Pakura, with her two-toned hair, standing with one hand on her hip, looking at her.
"Fifth Kazekage? You're actually the one here?" Mei Terumī was stunned for a moment; she hadn't expected such a prominent figure to be waiting for her here.
But on second thought, it wasn't surprising. No matter how noble Pakura's current status was, in the end, it all came down to Vegapunk's appreciation. Even though Pakura was now firmly seated as the Kazekage in the Hidden Sand Village, if Vegapunk were dissatisfied, she could be replaced with just a word.
To put it bluntly, Pakura's original strength had only just touched the edge of Kage-level. To Vegapunk, she was nothing more than a mass-produced combat unit that could be manufactured in batches. The Sand Ninjas naturally knew who to choose between the Kazekage and Vegapunk.
Or rather, beside a genius like Vegapunk, anyone would pale in comparison!
"In any case, I don't have much to do in the Hidden Sand Village. Or you could say my most important task is to serve Lord Vegapunk well. Naturally, wherever the Lord goes, I follow," Pakura said, seemingly with a bit of self-deprecation, though no look of disappointment appeared on her face.
Even when it came to managing the Village, the current Pakura simply couldn't do it well. The Hidden Sand Village had already turned into a small city of nearly a million people. With Pakura's management level, the original Ninja Village was already a bit of a stretch, let alone today's city.
If she wanted to help, all she could manage to do was delay the efficiency of the management-type intelligent robots.
Why was it like this? Clearly, she had become the Kazekage and gained a powerful Bloodline Removal ability, yet she always felt like she was completely redundant in the entire Hidden Sand Village!
Occasionally, even if a Ninja came looking for her, the first thing they asked was whether Dr. Vegapunk's inventions and research had succeeded, and if he needed any loyal Sand Ninja test subjects... Fortunately, Pakura herself didn't have much desire for power and had already grown accustomed to her role. Occasionally, she could even help out when Vegapunk was conducting experiments.
This time, the Space Teleportation Array experiment could truly be said to be a technological innovation that changed the whole world. Pakura also paid close attention to it. After the experiment succeeded, she applied to be among the first batch of Space Transfer volunteers, and thus directly encountered Mei Terumī, who had also rushed to perform a Space Transfer.
"Serving Lord Vegapunk?" Mei Terumī narrowed her eyes slightly. This woman actually started calling him 'Lord' directly! Where is your pride as the Kazekage?!
Pakura seemed to sense something and looked at Mei Terumī, instead showing a brilliant smile.
"Hey, what are you two still standing there for? Don't disturb the next round of Space Transfer experiments! Next, we need to calculate the Chakra energy for material Space Transfer!"
A Metal Puppet walked over, waved its hand, and shooed the two away. Mei Terumī and Pakura glanced at each other and hurriedly moved aside.
"By the way, where is Lord Vegapunk now? I haven't seen him for a long time. I wonder how he's doing here. Has he lost weight?" Mei Terumī looked at Pakura and asked.
Pakura glanced at Mei Terumī: "Since the experiment succeeded, he went to attend a celebration banquet! Do you want to go take a look too?"
"Forget it, I won't go. I always feel like you have bad intentions..." Mei Terumī gave Pakura a strange look but didn't move.
Pakura muttered inwardly,'She really is sharp enough!' One must know that the overbearing Hancock had directly stated that she would take Lord Vegapunk for a private celebration after this banquet. Anyone who went to disturb them would probably be kicked away!
After all, today was Lord Vegapunk's 16th birthday (physical age)! That Hancock had long said she would be the first to help Vegapunk become an adult, and during this time, her vigilance toward all the women around Vegapunk had increased several-fold... Inside a dark and damp cave, a mysterious person wearing a spiral mask sat on a stone chair, looking down as he listened to reports from some white creatures.
"You're saying... you encountered other White Zetsu?"
"Yeah, yeah! Obito, you don't know how surprised I was at the time. I even asked them if they had the feeling of pooping! But they called me an idiot. That was way too much!"
The White Zetsu across from him spoke while gesticulating wildly. The mysterious person wearing the spiral mask ignored the idiotic remark at the end, his brow furrowing under the mask. "You White Zetsu are all cultivated using Hashirama cells... Could the other party be from Konoha?"
Only Konoha still possessed Hashirama cells and could cultivate new White Zetsu. Other than that, could it be another of Uchiha Madara's backup plans? Of course, this was just the thought of the masked man who considered himself the mastermind.
"Black Zetsu, did Uchiha Madara leave any other backup plans?" the masked man asked, looking at the half-black, half-White Zetsu.
At this moment, the real mastermind, Black Zetsu, was even more bewildered. Only he knew the true identity of the White Zetsu. They weren't just creatures created from Hashirama cells; or rather, Hashirama cells were just a non-essential condition. What truly created the White Zetsu was actually the God Tree!
If Hashirama cells weren't used, living humans could actually be transformed into White Zetsu using the God Tree. But without the involvement of the God Tree, White Zetsu could not normally be born.
"Of course not! It's impossible!" Black Zetsu immediately shook his head in denial. Obito remained silent. To put it bluntly, in Obito's eyes, Black Zetsu was nothing more than a creation of Uchiha Madara's consciousness.
Setting aside whether what he said was true, even if it were, it was possible that Uchiha Madara had deliberately not given him the part of the memory concerning the other White Zetsu.
It seemed he would have to investigate thoroughly! At this moment, both Black Zetsu and Obito had the same thought.
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