Chapter 524: You're right
One after another, informational dispatches continuously arrived from the Land of Rain. Even though Ryo was physically anchored in the Land of Whirlpools, he retained absolute clarity over the global intelligence grid of the entire shinobi world.
However, completely confounding Ryo's tactical expectations, as the evening shadows gradually descended, the incoming tracking data consistently reported that the respective ninja villages had successfully stabilized their defensive lines. Zero apocalyptic emergency popped up that structurally mandated a point-blank intervention by his personal presence, and the Land of Whirlpools itself sustained absolute zero supplementary assaults.
"If they fail to aggressively pull my presence away from these coordinates exceptionally soon, the absolute millisecond Minato's forces touch down within the Land of Lightning, the Hidden Mist fleet hits the Land of Earth, and Konoha's vanguard breaches the Land of Wind, execution parameters to draw me away down the chain will become monumentally grueling... Exactly what on earth is Tenji waiting for?" Ryo drifted into deep, focused calculation. "Tsk, my cognitive planning shouldn't have permitted Minato to depart!"
"Well, Teacher!" Nagato smoothly levitated his physical frame down from the high-altitude air blocks to land directly beside Ryo's flank, "The vanguard units overseeing the Hidden Hot Springs Village relocation have successfully touched down!"
Ryo gave a firm nod: "Settle their lines with absolute care and optimization. Forcefully commanding their relocation leaves our stance a fraction compromised on the moral balance, yet the technical probability of the Land of Rivers transforming into our primary battlefield zone is monumentally dense. Facing a high-powered clash against Tenji and Orochimaru, my personal presence will highly probable lack the absolute capacity to cleanly erase every single drop of structural combat shockwaves."
"Well, I parse the data, Teacher!" Nagato wove a serene smile across his features. "The aggregate real estate value anchoring our Land of Whirlpools residential grids is vertically poles apart from the Hot Springs infrastructure, and we are systematically providing the modern housing completely free of charge."
Ryo gave a firm nod: "Refrain from implementing a single limit targeting their access to food and hydration. Optimally, your administrative planning should ensure the civilian commoners permanently choose to remain within the Land of Whirlpools subsequent to the war's conclusion; our sovereign nation happens to command a severe structural deficit in raw labor population metrics."
The Hidden Hot Springs Village was inherently a minor nation, weaving a ninja roster that barely topped out at several dozen operational units, while its civilian population loosely scaled past the ten-thousand milestone. Relative to the current economic scale of the Land of Whirlpools, seamlessly absorbing their aggregate mass was an exceptionally low-effort execution.
Even so, Nagato continuously harbored a trace of distinct internal anxiety: "Managing a maximum-scale population absorption of this magnitude at a single stroke, compounding the detail that it operates under a framework of enforced relocation, is highly prone to triggering localized socio-political friction down the chain."
Ryo wove a brilliant, radiant smile, lifting his voice to deliver a booming command: "Kushina! Naruto! Pace straight over to my coordinates to execute a high-powered work rotation!
Nagato, the Nine-Tails Chakra Mode commands the absolute technical utility to flawlessly read the human heart to bifurcate pure intent from hidden malice. The absolute micro-second you finalize detailing our free modern housing packages coupled along the temporary free culinary dining access straight to their ears, lock onto any single entity whose heart matrix continuously harbors an active layer of bitter resentment targeting our wing—and violently put them straight inside an absolute confinement cell! Navigating a state of global state-of-emergency emergency, there exists absolute zero requirement to exercise casual courtesy!"
"Well!"
Sustaining a prolonged baseline of vacant boredom for the vast majority of the day, Kushina and Naruto were finally seamlessly routed to execute a highly useful task. Anchored straight under the continuous tracking arrays of these two high-powered, walking human lie-detectors, zero individual cloaking an underhanded intent or a covert sabotage blueprint possessed the moral clearance to successfully filter past their surveillance grid.
However, evaluating the unvarnished reality that this enterprise compiled a maximum-scale cross-border migration, where the civilian demographics densely packed both fragile elders and infant children, the chronological duration mandated to complete the circuit was structurally destined to stretch long. Tracing the geographical coordinates, the Land of Rivers explicitly operated as the absolute closest neighbor flanking the Land of Whirlpools. Navigating a timeline that marched from the initial descent of evening twilight, deep into the pitch-black dead of night, and straight through to the absolute break of dawn the subsequent calendar day, this massive migration rotation finally successfully touched down at its terminal milestone...
Subtly focusing his cognitive parameters to clinically audit the behavioral profiles governing several dozen remaining civilian commoners standing before his sight, Ryo's analysis harvested absolute zero structural cues, prompting him to command the global patrol sentinel units to systematically place them inside a temporary supervised block... Every single entity occupying this specific cluster wove a heart matrix that had been explicitly flagged by the scanners as cloaking an active strand of 'malice'.
"To think this specific problem battalion contains absolute zero ninja units. Heh, does it structurally prove that transitioning to operate under the mantle of an official shinobi native to the Land of Whirlpools commands an monumentally intense, irresistible layer of professional allure?" Ryo shook his head with a broad smile: "Nagato, coordinate the units to finalize the migration operation... Mmm? Guren?"
A short distance away, Guren was currently balancing a crystal shard radiating a brilliant, fire-red illumination directly within her palm, aggressively escorting a battalion compiling roughly a dozen intensely furious civilian commoners to march straight toward their coordinates.
"Grand Elder, this specific batch explicitly constitutes the absolute final remnant!" Guren wove a rapid Body Flicker to achieve a point-blank touchdown before his face, while the civilian units trailing behind her flank were systematically routed straight to Kushina and Naruto's monitoring station.
"Didn't your tactical directives mandate tracking closely behind Minato's vanguard to reinforce the Land of Lightning? Exactly why on earth are your parameters managing a civilian transport rotation?"
Guren manifested a trace of distinct internal hesitation: "Captain Kimimaro was the specific entity who administered the formal order, commanding my focus to forcefully extract these civilian commoners who absolutely, single-mindedly declined to vacate the Land of Rivers regardless of the high-powered danger."
"Absolutely, single-mindedly declined to vacate?" Ryo subtly squinted his dual eyes into a narrow slit. A short distance away, Kushina smoothly shook her head to signal a negative—every single individual filling that specific cluster wove a heart matrix heavily packed with dense 'malice'.
"Sustaining a burning attachment to one's ancestral lands?" Ryo knit his brows into a subtle knot: "When all is said and done, our execution has successfully manufactured a trace of unvarnished hardship for these commoners. Teuchi, I desperately pray your cognitive processing can comfortably supply a thoroughly logical, airtight explanation down the line, explicitly parsing exactly why our forces were structurally forced to orchestrate a global war of this caliber..."
Waving his arm to direct the sentinels to smoothly escort these newly touched-down problematic operatives clear of the main hall, Ryo spun his torso to lock eyes alongside Guren: "Kimimaro administered the order? That strategic narrative maps strictly to a custom shield compiled by your own mind; an operation of this nature would have been monumentally, thoroughly more appropriate had Karin handled the execution. Your internal databases have successfully verified that one of our primary adversaries maps explicitly to Orochimaru, correct?"
Guren wove a sudden standstill: "Flawlessly accurate."
Ryo smoothly shook his head: "Consequentially, your internal cognitive loops are currently trapped in a highly conflicted, grueling knot of absolute self-doubt; Tayuya is highly probable to be wallowing inside an identical template of psychological friction at this exact juncture. Her unit is currently permanently anchoring the western frontier blocks; chart your course to track down her coordinates. Celebrating a timeline where our forces have shared an exceptionally prolonged baseline of mutual interaction, the Old Ancestor desperately rejects witnessing your parameters mutate into an active enemy force down the line; advance straight ahead to thoroughly process your thoughts!"
"...Understood! Lord Grand Elder!"
Watching Guren's visual profile steadily dissolve into the distant horizon, Nagato offered a confused scratch of his hair loops: "Well, Teacher, what on earth happens if her matrix..."
Ryo raised his eyebrows in a playful alignment: "Audit the unvarnished prose your Master just deployed a moment ago—did it radiate an monumentally dense layer of matchless charismatic allure? Does the absolute depth of my technical capability to smoothly re-align a wayward child's psychology scale to an extraordinarily high-tier vertex?"
Nagato stood briefly startled, before giving a relentless sequence of absolute nods.
Ryo chuckled smoothly: "Under that framework, the dual of them are completely, thoroughly insulated from executing an act of absolute betrayal! Our forces have aggressively mobilized across a grueling, night-long work rotation; command the collective units to execute a well-deserved rest block. Your Master's metabolic baseline bypasses the functional requirement to sleep, yet the common shinobi flatly lack that clearance."
"Well!"
Taking a deep, sweeping breath of freezing winter air, Ryo wove a rapid Body Flicker to materialize point-blank beside Jugo's flank: "Young man, your independent physical conditioning parameters are monumentally robust; temporarily bypassing a standard sleep cycle poses absolute zero structural complication, correct?"
"Absolute zero issue, Grand Elder!"
"Splendid, continuously maintain your absolute monitoring arrays to transmit the global strategic dispatches!"
The passage of absolute time marched forward drop by drop, and the sun gradually climbed to hang directly over the center vertex of the sky blocks. Having successfully finalized a brief two-hour tactical rest window, Kushina and Naruto returned straight to Ryo's flanks, their internal stamina bars completely refreshed and radiating pure vitality.
"The dual of you comfortably detour back inside to manage a supplementary rest block; absolute zero anomalies have broken through across the global grids..." Ryo's internal posture had actually commenced tracking a trace of distinct mental exhaustion from the endless, stagnant waiting.
"Summoning Jutsu (Kuchiyose no Jutsu)!"
Jugo's sharp shout violently jolted Ryo's cognitive parameters straight back into peak alertness—the Land of Rain's communication relay had finally successfully pushed a fresh strategic dispatch onto their coordinates.
The Konoha reinforcement army spearheaded under the dual leadership of Jiraiya and Tsunade has successfully touched down within the Land of Wind battlefield; the catastrophic war parameters clamping down on the Hidden Sand have been completely and flawlessly overturned!
"Even Konoha's secondary rescue army has successfully touched down to reverse the front lines, exactly what cosmic tier of calculation is Tenji's mind waiting out..." Ryo knit his brows into a narrow slit.
"Old Ancestor, how about you comfortably endorse a tactical blueprint where my personal presence sprints out to reinforce the Land of Lightning? Launching a high-powered operational shift of that nature might potentially entice the adversary to aggressively break their cover to launch an ambush volley; continuously wallowing on location to execute a blind wait block... exactly when on earth will the final clash launch its parameters!" Naruto frantically proposed.
"Absolute negative!" Ryo smoothly shook his head to veto the request. "The adversary is undeniably waiting out a highly specific, optimized flashpoint milestone; your independent focus is structurally mandated to preserve an absolute, ironclad layer of inner composure!"
Kushina manifested a trace of visible hesitation: "Alternative metrics considered... didn't the dispatches explicitly detail that Shikaku Nara is currently anchoring the command central within the Land of Rain? How about we deploy an immediate inquiry to cross-examine his brain?"
Ryo stood briefly startled: "Precisely, Jugo!"
"Parsed down to the letter!"
An immense duration of absolute silence rolled past, subsequent to which a fresh paper slip smoothly materialized straight through the relay.
The adversary continuously cloaks an un-deployed repository of hidden combat units. The absolute micro-second Konoha's reinforcement army successfully touched down within the Land of Wind, a fresh vanguard of Reanimation enemies violently erupted onto the coordinates to block their lines. The tactical parameters governing that specific sector will highly probable sustain a prolonged operational delay before hitting their terminal completion down to the letter; Konoha's rescue army is completely pinned down and locked on location. Senior, trouble your independent focus to maintain an absolute layer of calm composure; the absolute fraction of a second Minato Namikaze's forces similarly sustain an identical template of an operational lock to be pinned down within the Land of Lightning, the adversary will inevitably launch their absolute core offensive blitz.
Ryo squinted his dual eyes into a narrow slit. Tracing the metrics, Minato's velocity parameters should place his boots straight on the verge of hitting the coordinates...
Flawlessly synchronized alongside his internal calculation, a secondary paper slip wove a frantic, high-speed transit block to hit his palm.
Minato Namikaze has successfully touched down within the Land of Lightning perimeters, yet the Land of Lightning has concurrently registered a sudden, vertical spike in the enemy's combat density—the First Raikage paired along the historical vanguard Jinchuriki of the Eight-Tails, Blue B (Fukubuki), have been aggressively deployed via the Reanimation Jutsu to intercept their lines.
Senior, trouble your absolute presence to thoroughly lock down your combat readiness parameters; your vessel will inevitably be subjected to a highly sophisticated tactical methodology designed to forcefully draw your presence clear of your base exceptionally soon.
However, there exists absolute zero requirement to harbor a single shred of internal anxiety. My personal focus has already formally petitioned the Lord Fifth Hokage—Kakashi Hatake—to deploy advanced spatial ninjutsu parameters to secretly escort the Senju-Uchiha biological brothers, Itachi and Sasuke, to execute a high-velocity transit block straight to hit the Land of Whirlpools. Their line of advance will completely bypass the adversary's surveillance arrays, single-mindedly optimized to deliver a devastating, sudden ambush volley to smash the enemy's flanks the absolute micro-second they strike!
Yet, to guarantee an absolute, hundred-percent airtight victory parameter, Senior, trouble your presence to prioritize executing a maximum-velocity round-trip flight circuit—sprint out to manage the draw and return on the double to administer the absolute terminal, fatal strike to cleanly obliterate the enemy!
Ryo took a deep, sweeping breath of air, his internal cognitive parameters completely packed with absolute, unvarnished annoyance: "How on earth can this brat project this tier of absolute, cocksure certainty in his tactical briefs? Shikaku, did your intelligence databases secretly tag along along the Great Toad Sage's wing to master the mystical arts of absolute prophecy? Is it a structural impossibility for my personal presence to flatly decline to be drawn away? Can't I simply execute a master-tier feint block to hoodwink their tracking arrays?"
Right at that exact fraction of a second, an extraordinarily unique, highly specific wave of anomalous chakra fluctuations violently rippled straight through his sensory arrays, causing Ryo's entire physical framework to instantly lock into an absolute, rigid freeze. Deep within the perimeters of his Spiritual Space, the soul matrix belonging to Uchiha Naori had violently sustained a sharp, massive tactical tug manufactured straight by the Reanimation Jutsu summoning parameters!
"Naori's archived biological cells and organic tissue data..."
"Great-Great-Grandpa, exactly what structural anomaly struck your matrix?" Kushina inquired frantically.
Ryo aggressively ground his jaw parameters together, his dual eyes violently erupting into a blinding flare of matchless, freezing fury: "Shikaku Nara, consider your unvarnished tactical analysis completely, flawlessly correct (San ni omae no iu tori da)!"
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