The moment his words fell—
Another stream of information surged into their minds.
Cold.
Precise.
As if the space itself was revealing its rules.
—
[Notice: Mission cycle — 10 days]
[Notice: First mission completed → Personal Private Space unlocked]
—
Uchiha Xiuren's gaze shifted instinctively—
Toward the edge of the fractured platform.
—
There—
Within the void—
A simple, ancient door appeared.
—
Silent.
Still.
—
Visible only to him.
—
"…Looks like your room is ready."
—
Uchiha Mo spoke casually.
—
"Go take a look."
"You can shape it however you want."
"It's completely secure."
"Without your permission—"
"Even I can't enter."
—
Xiuren nodded.
Stepped forward.
—
And pushed the door open.
—
Inside—
Was not a room.
—
But a boundless—
Hazy—
Empty space.
—
Vast.
Limitless.
—
Waiting.
—
He understood immediately.
—
With a single thought—
He could construct anything.
—
A training ground.
A research laboratory.
A library.
—
Even—
A perfect replica of the Uchiha compound.
—
After a brief observation—
He stepped back.
—
The door vanished.
—
Without hesitation—
He opened the exchange interface.
—
And purchased—
Everything.
—
Every technique—
Under:
[World: Mr. Zombie]
—
In an instant—
A torrent of knowledge flooded his mind.
—
Refined.
—
Integrated.
—
As if he had practiced them—
Thousands of times.
—
[Points: 4541 → 641]
—
Mo watched calmly.
—
"Let's go."
—
"Anything else—tomorrow."
—
"Mm."
—
...
—
Xiuren opened his eyes.
—
Back in his room.
—
Cold.
Quiet.
—
Moonlight still lingered beyond the window—
As if nothing had happened.
—
He glanced at the clock.
—
"…Ten days in another world."
"Less than ten minutes here."
—
"…Remarkable."
—
His voice was low.
Thoughtful.
—
This wasn't just world travel.
—
It touched—
Time itself.
—
Even broken—
The Main God Space—
Was beyond anything in the ninja world.
—
At the same time—
He felt it clearly.
—
A connection.
—
Stable.
Constant.
—
With a single thought—
He could return.
—
And more importantly—
He would reappear—
At the exact same location.
—
This—
Changed everything.
—
Escape.
Re-entry.
Ambush.
Reset.
—
A battlefield tool.
—
A survival guarantee.
—
No wonder—
Mo had no fear of the clan.
—
With this—
Even the most dangerous situations—
Could be controlled.
—
"…So this is your confidence."
—
Xiuren murmured softly.
—
But—
There was a limit.
—
During rest periods—
Time flowed normally.
—
No acceleration.
—
No shortcuts.
—
No cheating.
—
One day inside—
One day outside.
—
...
—
Elsewhere—
—
Uchiha Mo smiled faintly.
—
"Xiuren should already be thinking about…"
—
"Abusing that 'return' function."
—
...
—
Morning.
—
Uchiha Mo dressed neatly.
—
His expression—
Returned to ordinary.
—
Unremarkable.
—
On the way to headquarters—
Several radical faction members glanced at him.
—
Nodded.
—
Then continued their discussion.
—
To them—
He was nothing.
—
Just another chūnin.
—
Insignificant.
—
Today's patrol—
Mo.
Xiuren.
Izumi.
—
But the area—
Had changed.
—
Around the Uchiha compound.
—
Multiple squads—
Positioned at key points.
—
Their expressions—
Cold.
—
A faint killing intent—
Lingering in the air.
—
This was no patrol.
—
This was defense.
—
Mo's brows furrowed slightly.
His voice lowered.
—
"Izumi…"
"Something feels off today."
—
"What else?"
—
Izumi didn't turn back.
—
"Last night."
—
"Some of our patrols spotted ANBU."
—
"Not one or two."
"Several."
—
"Acting suspiciously."
—
"The moment we noticed them—"
"They retreated."
—
Her fist tightened.
—
"If you ask me—"
"They're watching us."
—
"Preparing to act."
—
"The elders have already met."
—
"We're strengthening defenses."
—
Xiuren, walking behind—
Hesitated slightly.
—
"…Could it be a misunderstanding?"
—
"Maybe they were on another mission…"
—
"Xiuren!"
—
Izumi spun around sharply.
—
Her eyes—
Sharp.
—
"You're too naïve!"
—
"I know you hate conflict."
"But this isn't the time!"
—
"Shisui is dead!"
—
"And Itachi…"
—
"…has changed."
—
"The village keeps tightening the pressure."
—
"If we don't prepare—"
—
"Do we wait until the blade is at our throats?!"
—
Her voice—
Carried both anger—
And fear.
—
But—
No suspicion.
—
To her—
Mo and Xiuren—
Were simply Uchiha.
—
Flawed—
But not threats.
—
Xiuren shrank slightly.
—
"I understand…"
"I just worry…"
—
"This might escalate things…"
—
"It already has!"
—
Izumi cut him off.
—
"Some people just refuse to see it!"
—
Then—
She turned to Mo.
—
"What do you think?"
—
Mo's expression grew serious.
—
"You're right."
—
"It's better to be cautious."
—
"Strengthening defenses is necessary."
—
"…I just hope it doesn't come to that."
—
Izumi nodded.
Satisfied.
—
"Exactly."
—
"We can hope."
—
"But we can't rely on mercy."
—
She turned forward.
—
Determined.
—
Meanwhile—
—
Mo and Xiuren—
—
Exchanged a glance.
—
Brief.
—
Silent.
—
But full of meaning.
—
Because they both knew—
—
The conflict—
—
Had already begun.
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