The Days of Being the Richest Man in the Ninja World

Chapter 149. An Old Man Surfing Internet

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At the same time.

Somewhere in an underground cave.

"Huh? Why isn't it working yet?"

"Could it be a mistake?"

"Impossible! I studied it carefully, even sneaked in and spent a long time secretly watching how they did it! There's no way I got it wrong!"

"Could the computer be broken?"

"But it turned on just fine!"

"And we spent 100,000 on this! How many milk teas could I buy with that?"

"Then… maybe we didn't recharge for the internet?"

"I did it! I did it!" One of the White Zetsus grinned, raising a hand. "I secretly recharged it! I disguised myself as a staff member and recharged it for one hundred years of internet! Heehee, didn't even spend a single ryo!"

"That's too much! Did we get caught stealing the internet fee?"

"Should we… call a professional tomorrow?"

"How is that possible? You are so stupid!"

"That's right! If someone finds our secret base, it'll be a huge hassle! We'll have to dig another one again! Heehee!"

"That's not what I meant! What if someone finds out that we've been secretly charging internet fees for a hundred years and asks us for the money? We're almost broke!"

Silence.

The noisy White Zetsus suddenly froze. Then, they all turned very seriously toward the so-called 'smart' White Zetsu.

"What?"

"You're right!" they all said in unison.

"We're broke! We're broke!"

At that moment—

Suddenly—

"It worked! It worked!" The White Zetsu fiddling with the computer cheered. "We did it! We're online now!"

"Really? Really?"

A bunch of White Zetsus crowded around, and sure enough, the connection was up. Instantly, their faces lit up with excitement.

Looked like their 100-year stolen internet recharge wouldn't be discovered after all.

Madara, who had been resting with his eyes closed, slowly opened his eyes amid the noise. His brow furrowed slightly as his murky eyes landed on the strange machine the White Zetsus had brought back—something they called a computer.

In a deep and calm voice, he asked, "So… this is the device that allows you to learn about the Land of Fire's affairs even from within this cave?"

It did seem a bit unbelievable.

And it was made by that so-called disgrace of the Uchiha.

"Hmph! An Uchiha… wasting time on this nonsense instead of training! You actually do such boring things! I'll see for myself what's so special about it!"

With a cold snort, he stood up and took slow, deliberate steps toward the computer. But the moment he sat down and saw the glaring screen—his mind went blank. How the hell was he supposed to use this thing?

Madara fell into a rare moment of silence. He could feel the many curious gazes from behind him, and for once, he felt a little weird inside and didn't know how to start.

At that moment—

A particularly eager-to-please Spiral-Face White Zetsu seemed to sense Madara's dilemma. With a cheeky grin, he scooted over and enthusiastically said, "I'll do it! I'll teach Madara-sama how to use it!"

All the White Zetsus froze.

Then—

"No, I'll do it! I'll do it! I'm a 5-star Madara! The 5-star Hashirama! And I've cleared 20 stages!"

"Hah! Then I should do it! I'm Uchiha Madara, who has reached the highest level of 5-stars! I've awakened my Mangekyo! I've cleared 50 stages!"

"Who do you think you are? I'm a 7-star Uchiha Madara! 7-star Hashirama! I've cleared 80 stages! Madara-sama is riding the Nine-Tails! And I've unlocked the strongest bond!"

"Wait a minute—how are you so strong? Did you secretly spend money?"

Silence.

All the White Zetsus turned and glared at the probably suspicious pay-to-win White Zetsu, completely forgetting about Madara.

This guy definitely secretly spent money!

In the end, Madara's expression darkened, and he let out a low, displeased snort.

Useless trash.

As expected, they were failures.

Shaking his head indifferently, he ignored them.

Turning to the mutant Spiral-Face White Zetsu, he said expressionlessly, "You do it."

"Got it!" Spiral-Face White Zetsu grinned triumphantly at the others before lowering his head and saying gleefully—

"First… Madara-sama needs to pick a username!"

…

Yuto looked at the newly activated internet coverage, his expression turning strange.

That's it?

That's all it took to find Uchiha Madara's base?

Should he report this information now…?

But after thinking it over, he decided against it. After all, Madara was an important customer—someone who actually spent money.

Besides, he was just an ordinary businessman. What did he know about the deep secrets of the ninja world?

So, he should just make money honestly!

Still—

They actually recharged 100 years of internet for themselves? These White Zetsus were really talented!

Not only did they steal a network cable, but they also tampered with their own internet fees!

Impressive!

Brilliant!

Talent!

After a moment of thought, Yuto casually changed their internet plan to one day and would soon send out a notice: [Headquarters has detected a possible input error regarding internet recharge. We hope that all store managers will strengthen employee quality training and do a good job of supervision and management!]

As long as no one traced it back to that underground cave, there shouldn't be any major problems!

If they wanted to use the internet, they should recharge properly like everyone else!

Damn it!

Just like the group of White Zetsus who always followed him—couldn't they just enter the shop and pay like normal customers?

At that moment—

"Huh?"

Yuto discreetly glanced at the floor.

Back already?

His eyes flickered. [Should I… make another trip to the internet cafe?]

…

"We're out of money!"

"No… money…!"

At 10 ryo per hour, plus a cup of milk tea per session, so many White Zetsus going in and out—there was no way they could keep up with the expenses!

The funds they brought along were almost completely spent, and some White Zetsus even had to chip in from their own pockets!

Damn it!

They had already sworn never to go back to the internet cafe!

Yet this bastard kept passing by it, and every single time, he stopped at the entrance for a moment!

"Has he noticed us?"

"No way! The Nine-Tails isn't even with him!"

"That's right! That's right! No way a mere Uchiha could possibly detect us!"

"But we're broke! What do we do now?"

"It's so much more comfortable for the White Zetsu who follows Uchiha Obito! To be his grandmother! To have a grandson who can make money for him to spend!"

"It's comfortable! I heard he drinks eight cups of milk tea a day without even paying half price! And all we get to eat is his spores to satisfy our cravings!"

"Damn it! Should we go and 'borrow' some money from him?"

"Would that be okay?"

"Of course! We're all White Zetsus! We are one!"

"So… shouldn't we just call it taking instead?"

Silence.

The White Zetsus all fell into deep thought.

Then, with a sudden realization, they nodded in agreement.

That's right!

How could taking their own money be called borrowing?

Suddenly—

"Huh?! That guy is up again!"

"He's out! Where's he going? Wouldn't it be better to stay here and enjoy a massage?"

"Yeah! Where does he get all that money to keep going out?"

And just like that—

A group of frustrated White Zetsus helplessly followed him again.

There was no choice.

It was Madara-sama's order, after all.

…

A few days later.

Noon.

After once again dropping off the White Zetsus at the internet cafe, Yuto headed toward the Hokage Building.

And he had to admit—

It was worthy of being an organization that had existed for a thousand years.

They were filthy rich!

Even after days of using the internet, their wallets never seemed to run dry. And judging by the recent transaction history… it seemed that a White Zetsu even topped up a 648.

What a rich man!

Knock, knock.

A moment later—

"Come in."

The exhausted voice of Minato echoed from inside.

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