The Days of Being the Richest Man in the Ninja World

Chapter 151. Accept the Challenge!

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Maybe…

This is love.

Yuto watched as Obito walked away, looking utterly devastated, shook his head, and ignored him. Well, it wasn't Obito's love story, so why should he even care so much?

He turned and walked back into the store.

As for Obito's grandmother… thanks to Obito's fame across the ninja world, she had also become quite well-known within the Uchiha clan.

Of course, her reputation was nowhere near Obito's, but many people had been curious—what kind of family could raise such an amazing ninja?

In the end…

They found out it was just a simple household—a grandmother and grandson who had lost their parents, nothing more.

Obito's change definitely had nothing to do with his grandmother!

Especially since she was a kind-hearted woman, always eager to help others—a truly benevolent old lady!

And yet…

Who would have thought—

That a benevolent old lady could be as fearless as the Chief Elder?!

Could this be… the hidden power of the Uchiha bloodline?

The power of love!

With a sigh, Yuto made his way back to the milk tea shop.

After greeting Suzune, he sat down in front of his computer.

A few days ago, White Zetsu had renewed the internet fees—this time, he actually paid properly. It seemed… for the sake of their future plans, Madara must have saved up quite a bit of money. And with Black Zetsu's secret stashes accumulated over a thousand years…

This was a high-value customer!

Yuto sipped his tea, eyes gleaming as he checked the backend data.

[The One Who's Wrong is This World]

This extremely edgy online username… was probably Madara.

Madara had always believed that the ninja world was wrong, that ninjas were wrong, that Hashirama was wrong… so it wasn't surprising that he'd choose a name like this!

Though honestly, Yuto had expected something like [The Dance King of the Ninja World] or [The Shura of the Battlefield] instead.

But no, not even close!

Maybe he was just hiding his identity~

With a sigh, Yuto pulled up Madara's game data through the system and immediately burst into laughter. "Oh? Already got a max-star, max-level Senju Hashirama?"

In just a few days, Madara had climbed to the #1 ranking, surpassing the previous top players, [The Darkness of Konoha] and [The Light of Konoha], who took turns taking first place.

He must have spent a lot!

But when Yuto checked the transaction history—

Good lord.

He hadn't even done a 100-pull, yet Hashirama was already maxed out?! Could it be that Uchiha Madara was actually a luck god?!

…Then again, considering Hashirama's ridiculous luck, it wasn't impossible for Madara to be an ultra-lucky player too.

They love and hate each other, after all~

"A true luck god!" Yuto sipped his tea, shook his head, and sighed.

Then—

To teach Madara a lesson about how rare Hashirama was and to make him appreciate the game mechanics more…

He subtly lowered the drop rates.

After that, another thought hit him. With Madara's wealth and Black Zetsu's hidden treasures, they could afford to keep so many White Zetsus drinking milk tea and gaming online.

Honestly—

Yuto was jealous.

So, he logged into his own account in Ninja World Online…

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Meanwhile…

Old Madara sat in front of his computer, looking at the game with disdain. He had thought it would be fun, but…

This?

This?!

After spending a bit of money, his Senju Hashirama was already near-invincible!

Boring!

Ridiculous!

He felt as if he had returned to his youth—that era of invincibility, where only Hashirama could fight him.

Lonely!

Uninteresting!

He hadn't even used one ten-thousandth of his power, yet after spending just a few 648s, he had already reached #1 on the leaderboard.

Those so-called [The Light of Konoha] and [The Darkness of Konoha]… were all weaklings!

There was no one in Konoha who could match him!

No one understood Hashirama Senju better than him!

If anyone knew how to use Hashirama to his fullest potential, in the whole world, it was only him, Uchiha Madara! Even if he only used Hashirama, he could still crush the entire ninja world!

"The ninja world… has really fallen!"

After playing for a few days, Madara started feeling bored. At this point, the only thing that slightly interested him was the chaotic online forums.

After all, from there… he could gather a lot of outside information—though, honestly, the content was too messy; there was everything on it!

Like yesterday, he came across this post:

[High-Paying Bounty! What kind of business makes the most money in the ninja world right now?]

And just now, a freshly updated post:

[My grandmother has someone she likes. What should I do? I'm lost! She's my only family! She's taken care of me since I was little!]

And the responses?

All of them were congratulatory messages! Brave words of encouragement! Your grandmother has cared for you for so long. Now that she's found love, isn't it only right to give her your blessing?

Ridiculous.

What kind of mess was this?

That disgrace to the Uchiha may have created a useful tool, but he had no idea how to use it!

What a waste!

Naive!

Just as naive as Hashirama back then!

Madara opened his [Nin-Nin] and stared at his empty friends list. With a sigh, he muttered to himself, "Only Hashirama is worthy of being on my friends list."

After briefly glancing at the now invincible ninja world, he shook his head, a wave of melancholy washing over him. With Hashirama gone, was there anyone left in this world who could be his match?

Turning back to the screen, he continued idly managing a White Zetsu clone, letting it sustain him and prolong his life. Just as he was about to shut off his computer—

"Huh?"

The spiral-faced White Zetsu suddenly exclaimed in surprise, "Madara-sama! Madara-sama! Someone on the world server wants to challenge you!"

"Hmph! What qualifications do those weaklings have to challenge me?" Madara let out a cold, disdainful laugh. "Boring fools! Shut it off for me!"

He was tired.

Over the past few days, his curiosity had cost him a lot of White Zetsus. Now, it was time to return to his slumber—until the day his chosen representative emerged!

And with that…

"Understood!" Spiral-faced White Zetsu eagerly stepped forward, grinning as he reached for the controls.

"Exactly! How could these weaklings compare to Madara-sama? After all, Madara-sama already has a max-star, max-level Senju Hashirama! He's invincible in the game! Huh? And someone actually dares to claim they understand Hashirama better than him? What a joke! If anyone understands Hashirama the most, it's Madar—"

Before he could finish—

Suddenly, he froze.

Because at that moment—

A withered, aged hand had stopped him.

It was—

Madara's hand!

Confused, White Zetsu looked up—only to see Madara's cold expression, his murky eyes flashing with an icy light. Instantly, he began trembling in fear. "M-Madara-sama… do you… still want to play?"

Madara-sama… what's going on?

Wasn't he about to log off?

However—

Right then—

"Some mere weakling dares to say that no one understands Hashirama better than him? How ridiculous!" A glint of fierce determination flashed through Madara's eyes. The fatigue in his body seemed to vanish instantly as he sat back down. "Let me see… just what kind of abilities this so-called [The Richest Man of Konoha] has."

With those words—

He kicked White Zetsu out and took control of the computer once more!

Even though Hashirama had deceived him and was a damn bastard, only he had the right to say such things! He was the only one who had the right to scold Hashirama!

No one else… had the right!

So, he, Uchiha Madara, would personally find out if this fool truly had the guts to claim that he understood Hashirama better!

And if it turned out to be just some pathetic weakling insulting Hashirama… then don't blame Uchiha Madara for being rude!

"I accept the challenge!"

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Meanwhile, on the other side…

Upon seeing Uchiha Madara's response, Yuto's eyes gleamed. A smirk curled at the corner of his lips, a hint of mischief flashing across his face.

"As expected… it worked."

With that, he casually opened the Arena invitation…

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