Hashirama was sitting cross-legged on the ground, reading a book, with a pile of scrolls around him.

This general history of Konoha was compiled during the reign of the Second Hokage, and recorded the history of Konoha before and after the Second Hokage took office.

Hashirama's affairs were mentioned in five or six pages, most of which were about him forming Konoha with some ninjas, and most of which were about Naruto's Wood Release.

Hashirama flipped back and forth several times, and finally saw the name of Uchiha Macula in the history of Konoha, the first traitor of Konoha, who was killed by the first Hokage Naruto in the Valley of the End by Hashirama.

Sixty years is the time for a baby to enter old age, in Hashirama's time, it was the length of two lifetimes.

In these sixty years, Madara died, he died, and his younger brother died, and the Hashirama family only had one orphan girl left.

Sometimes fate is so unreasonable, Hashirama was willing to abandon his family's hatred for Madara and join hands to create Konoha, and then he killed Madara for the dream he made with Madara.

Because he threatened Konoha.

When someone said that you can save ten people by killing one person, would you do it?

What about when someone said that you can save a hundred people by killing one person?

In fact, there is no difference between them.

When a person can kill one person to save a hundred people, he can also kill a hundred people to save a thousand people, a thousand people to save ten thousand people, a hundred thousand people, a million people, ten million people.

In the end, it becomes a number game, and the weight of life is recorded by the number of people, this direction is already wrong.

After Hashirama finished reading the general history of Konoha, he went to look for the records of the five major countries.

To be honest, the overall strength of ninjas has increased more than one level in the past hundred years. Just look at the scope of the Shinobi World War, from the three countries of the first world war to the third world war, more than a dozen countries, large and small, participated in the war, and the main force of the war was the ninjas employed by the various countries.

But even the prosperous Konoha had to rely on the funds and mission commissions approved by the suzerain country to maintain basic turnover.

In Hashirama's time, due to the lack of land in the family, most of the income had to rely on mission commissions.

However, after cooperating with Uchiha, many people found that the rabbit next door was too damn rich, and were jealous of Uchiha's living standards, especially their ability to make money.

Why was it that the average quality herbs in the Country of Fire could be sold for five times the price of high quality herbs in the Country of Lightning? Why was it that a few pieces of cloth could be sold for hundreds of times more than the cost?

Our Senju is good at growing herbs, and we can learn how to make clothes. Their Senju is also enthusiastic and cheerful, so they are definitely more popular than the Uchiha's group.

After Tobirama Sentete gathered information for a long time, he held a meeting in his brother's name to brainstorm a way to make money. In the end, Tobirama Sentete decided to divide some of the family members into the cultivation of herbs and medicine, and the two together just happened to reduce the profit gap.

Although they weren't as rich as Uchiha, Hashirama's' 'still relied on high-quality medicine to greatly improve the family's living standards. If he didn't want to take on a mission, he would directly reject it.

But now it seems that compared to Hashirama's' idea, Konoha was more like the property of the fire country. Its area only expanded a little compared to when it was first established, the population was limited, the land didn't change much, and the resources were tightly controlled by the fire country.

Hashirama sighed, and it wasn't without reason. In the end, wasn't the reason because of himself?

Hashirama who awakened the Wood Release Awakened Uchiha Macula, how could he die from exhaustion? He knew very well that perhaps at the moment he killed Uchiha Macula, he had already sentenced himself to pay for the sin of killing his friend with his own life. He didn't die in the Valley of the End, but he died in guilt, lingering in his bed, the most unbearable way for a ninja to die.

Hashirama's' 'death, Uchiha and Konoha's' 'estrangement, except for Tobirama Sentete, no one in Konoha who could take on the big responsibility was mature, and the other ninjas who joined Konoha might not be united.

Hashirama covered his face, and he couldn't help but feel depressed.

This was really a bad beginning.

After the end of the Third World War, the Ninja Continent entered a period of peace and development. The civilians suffered from the war for several years, and the major countries were more or less dragged down by the war. No matter the success or failure of the game in the dark, on the surface, they all agreed to a truce.

After the war, there was an anti-war trend that lasted for more than ten years, which made many authors live well, and many of them thought about the nature of war.

Jiraiya didn't think about the nature of war, but he was also living well because he wrote a small pornographic novel.

The famous best-selling novelist, Jiraiya -sensei, was sitting on the third floor of Naruto's house, listening to Sandaime's words without raising his head, and writing quickly.

Sandaime was so angry that he threw a document at him: "Are you listening?"

"Yes, yes, yes!" Jiraiya dodged sideways and answered vaguely. "I think what you said is right, sensei."

Right your ass!

Sandaime-sama tactfully picked up the ashtray and gestured to Jiraiya. Jiraiya sat up straight and asked, "Then how can I help you?"

One thing that had always puzzled Sarutobi was how he raised these three disciples. They were obviously lively and cute when they were young, but they became more and more crooked as they grew up.

A certain captain of the Leopard Cat team complained: "Prostitution, gambling, and drugs all come together."

Sandaime shook off the ash: "There's nothing else to say. Be sure to bring Tsunade back in a few days."

Jiraiya's face turned bitter. He didn't know where Tsunade was. After so many years, he didn't even send a message to his old teammate. Besides, what could he possibly want from Tsunade now?

"Isn't Tsunade doing well outside? Why do you suddenly want her to come back?"

Sandaime said half-truthfully, "Recently, a member of Hashirama's family returned to Konoha. In a few days, let little Tsunade come back to meet him."

"Hashirama?" Jiraiya was stunned. "That's a good thing."

Sandaime nodded. Her family had left, her lover had died in the war, and the girl who wasn't even twenty years old had already tasted love and hate. Returning to Konoha would only bring her sadness, and nothing else.

Sandaime handed over a scroll: "Hashirama is Hashirama no matter what. Tell her to tidy herself up and come back quickly. She's almost thirty years old, but she still goes to the gambling den every day."

Jiraiya rubbed his nose and took the scroll. As long as the old man didn't urge her to get married, Tsunade wouldn't avoid him like a virus. Even someone as strong as Tsunade, Hashirama of Sannin, was only a young girl who was afraid of marriage in front of his teacher.

As soon as Jiraiya stepped out of the door, Shikaku Nara entered the room.

Hashirama held Sandaime's order and read it for a whole day. Even though the information was from before World War III, it still filled up three rooms. In the end, Hashirama decided to make a wooden bed and sleep inside the scrolls.

"Sandaime Sandaime … This …" Nara Shikaku couldn't hold it in anymore and ran to Sandaime Sandaime to complain.

There was no problem with releasing classified information, and there was no time limit. At most, he could arrange for more people to work the night shift. But he was already planning to live in the intelligence department!

When Hashirama showed a naturally silly smile and asked him if he could order takeout, the Minister of Intelligence finally cried out in grievance.

Most of the people in the intelligence department were perceptive ninjas. Perceptive ninjas meant that they were very sensitive to the changes in Chakra's aura.

So in a place where perceptual ninjas gathered, Hashirama's mood fluctuated, his Chakra fluctuated between strong and weak, and accompanied by murmuring from time to time, his murderous aura leaked.

That was the Chakra of the God of Ninjas!

For them, it was no different than living with a tailed beast. Sooner or later, they would have a nervous breakdown.

In fact, Sandaime Sandaime had already heard from Kakashi that he spent the night in the intelligence department. Kakashi knew two members of the intelligence department, and they both applied for leave this week.

Sandaime Sandaime was speechless for a while. He patted Nara Shikaku's shoulder and winked. "How about … you take him around, hm?"

After seeing the outside world, he probably wouldn't want to stay in the dark room and read books anymore.

Nara Shikaku was silent for a long time. "Sandaime Sandaime Sandaime, I don't dare to take him around."