Trees Chapter 230 I, Senju Hashirama, Want Money!

"How does he know?!" Bang… Obito clenched his teeth and smashed his fist into the stone wall. At this moment, the anger in his heart was abo

"How does he know?!"

Bang…

Obito clenched his teeth and smashed his fist into the stone wall.

At this moment, the anger in his heart was about to consume him.

He had intended to expose Naruto's true identity, but who could have known that his identity would be exposed by the other party instead.

Obito's brain was working frantically. He really couldn't figure out why his identity, which he had hidden for so many years, was discovered by a teenager.

Suddenly, the figure of Itachi flashed in his mind.

One day a few years ago, Itachi had suddenly started wearing goggles, and after a while, this guy even wore the same mask as himself...

Once can be a coincidence, but it's done twice!!

If someone tells Obito that this is a coincidence...

Then there must be something fishy!

In addition, Obito knew Itachi.

This kid has an extraordinary IQ, which was exactly why Obito had avoided interacting with him too much, to avoid being exposed.

‘And yet...’

‘The only possibility that Uzumaki Naruto knew my identity was that Uchiha Itachi told him!

‘In other words, that bastard Uchiha Itachi was an undercover sent by Konoha!!’

‘Connected!’

‘Everything is connected now!!’

Obito's blood ran cold as he realized his own naivety.

‘I should've killed that little bastard when I had the chance!!’

But things have come to this point. Now, the only thing he can do is to find a way to control the damage from his identity being exposed.

‘Maybe there was still a way out.’

‘After all...’

‘Kakashi had seen me die under those boulders with his own eye.’

‘The other party has no evidence at all!’

‘And from another angle...’

‘While my identity was exposed by the other party, Uzumaki Naruto's identity was also exposed by me.’

‘A one-for-one trade. Not bad!’

Thinking of this, Obito's mood changed slightly. He picked up his phone and prepared to reply to this damn Kyubi’s Jinchuriki.

But when he saw the message he had just sent, his vision darkened and he almost fainted from anger.

 [I Really Don’t Want to Save the World: Akatsuki's Kurosaki Ichigo is ***************]

His entire message had been censored into asterisks. If anyone who didn't know took a look, they would think that this was an insult to Akatsuki's Kurosaki Ichigo.

"Damn it! Why is this happening!?"

Obito's blood pressure immediately skyrocketed.

Just moments ago, he’d comforted himself with the thought that at least they were even.

But now… he was the only one losing

However, thinking that the other party had no evidence to prove that he was Uchiha Obito, Obito quickly typed a reply in the comments...

…

On the other side, the members of the Akatsuki have arrived at the wealthy noble's mansion in the Land of Fire.

But Konan and Pain were struggling to decide on a performance for tomorrow's event.

So, Konan asked everyone to come up with ideas and see what kind of performance would satisfy the client.

"Use puppets."

"I can control the puppets to spin the blades at the same time. As long as someone dares to get close, I guarantee their blood will spray ten meters."

Sasori said such a cruel thing expressionlessly, without noticing the horrified expressions on Konan and Kakuzu's faces.

"No! How can puppets be as interesting as explosions!"

"I can blow the entire Land of Fire into the sky!"

Deidara started to show off like a child, boasting as if his idea was infinitely better than Sasori's.

This time, not only Konan and Kakuzu fell silent, even Pain looked like he wanted to strangle someone.

‘What the hell is wrong with you people?!’

‘We are here to complete commissions and make money, can't you have some professional ethics?!’

‘We are not just making money from this order, if we do something like blowing up the Land of Fire, will there be business coming to us in the future?!’

Nagato, Konan, and Kaku all understand the difference between one big payday and steady income.

"No!"

Konan shut them down mercilessly, and the Slacker Duo was frustrated to hear that their wonderful ideas were rejected.

"How about..."

"I summon Jashin-sama..."

Hidan said tentatively, and several people on the side shouted at the same time.

"SHUT UP!!"

"GET OUT OF HERE, HIDAN!!"

Both Konan and Pein were pissed off by this cultist.

‘Has this guy forgotten why everyone came to the Land of Fire to celebrate someone's birthday?!’

‘That was because Amegakure was destroyed by your stupid Jashin summoned by a cultist!!’

‘And now he wanted to summon it again?!!!’

Konan massaged her temples, secretly cursing that none of the members of the Akatsuki had any brains, and then she began to discuss with the most reliable Kakuzu.

Meanwhile, in the corner, Naruto and Sasuke were still slacking off with their phones.

Beep, beep…

When Naruto was holding his phone, he suddenly saw that Obito had replied to him.

When he opened it, not only Naruto was happy, but even Sasuke next to him almost laughed out loud.

[I Really Don’t Want to Save the World: I am Madara Uchiha.]

"Pfft…"

Naruto and Sasuke tried to hold it in, but they just couldn't it, so they started laughing while clutching their stomachs.

Finally, Naruto suppressed his laughter and started typing a reply.

[Shinigami Never Wastes Words: I am Senju Hashirama, I was not dead back then. Send me 500 million ryo now, and once I recover to my peak strength, I’ll teach you Wood Release.]

Not long after the message was sent, Naruto also found that his senior brother and Tsunade had commented.

[Peace Through Pain: I am Tobirama Senju. Now, I only need 1 billion ryo funds, and then I will make you the Rokudaime Hokage.]

[Goddess of Gamblers: Don’t believe these fakes! I'm the Godaime Hokage. I only need 5 billion ryo, and I'll let you be the next Hokage!!!]

Naruto: ???

‘Wait...’

‘Senior Brother, what the hell are you doing???’

‘Don't you need to control the Six Paths of Pain back at base??’

‘How do you still have time to surf the Internet?’

Naruto felt his image of Nagato as an aloof, dignified leader shatter at this moment.

And...

‘Why did Tsunade come out to scam for money again?!’

Naruto's expression twisted when he saw these two’s comments.

He looked in Pain’s direction secretly, but Pain’s expression remained as cold and unreadable as ever, and he couldn't tell that he was someone who was surfing the Internet secretly.

Naruto sighed, and first sent a message to Uzumaki Stark, asking him to bring out Hiruzen with the Impure World Reincarnation to deal with this Goddess of Gamblers.

Then, he went to Sasori to get a few photos of Obito's face without mask and posted them in the comments...

…

"Damn it! DAMN IT!!"

Obito’s roars echoed through the cave.

He really didn't expect that his foolproof ‘Uchiha Madara’ cover, the one that had worked flawlessly for years, to backfire this badly.

‘What's more outrageous is…’

‘This Uzumaki Naruto actually had the audacity to claim he was Senju Hashirama...’

‘And the comments had completely derailed because of it!’

Obito was so angry that his head was dizzy.

But the next second, the photos that appeared in the comment area made Obito terrified.

And it was a photo of him without a mask!

At this moment, Obito finally realized that this stupid little device in his hand had completely exposed him.

He first deleted his earlier post in fear, and then, with all his strength, he smashed the phone to the ground and stomped it to pieces.

"Damn you, Uzumaki Naruto!!"

"Damn you, Sasori!!!"

…

"Obito, what's wrong?"

Just then, Black Zetsu emerged from the shadows, and was confused by Obito’s outburst.

"It's none of your business!"

Obito turned away and slumped against the wall with an expression of utter defeat.

When Black Zetsu saw him like this, his heart skipped a beat.

‘No way...’

‘Don't tell me you’re giving up now?’

Black Zetsu sighed, feeling upset and speechless. After thinking for a long time, he took out his newly bought phone and posted a status update.

[MissingMomEveryday: So tired. Who in this world can understand the sorrow in my heart?]