Chapter 203

"Haha, thank you so much," Jiraiya chuckled heartily, giving Uchiha Clan Leader a light pat on the shoulder.

"You have played a pivotal role in shaping an era," the Uchiha Clan Leader remarked with a wide smile, glancing around to ensure no one was nearby.

In a secluded corner, two shady individuals were engaged in a series of illicit transactions.

In the Konoha film and television shooting base, under the large green screens, talented actors were passionately performing their roles.

Cameras were tracking their movements, capturing every scene.

Not far away, Uchiha Mina sat in front of a TV, engrossed in the screen before her.

The images on the TV displayed captivating scenes rather than green screens, thanks to the combined efforts of the Kurama Clan and the Uchiha Clan Leader's Genjutsu.

"Alright, that scene is complete. Everyone take a break," Uchiha Mina declared, satisfied with the progress.

"Rest up, everyone. We must work hard this time. If we win an award, you will become renowned stars of the Shinōbi World," Uchiha Mina encouraged, her excitement palpable.

Unlike Fenghua Xiaoxue and others who would emerge later, Uchiha Mina aimed to create a superstar who would be adored by both ordinary individuals and shinobi. She aspired to shape a Shinōbi World-famous icon.

"Mina, I've come to see you, and I've brought along a talented actor," the Uchiha Clan Leader announced, adopting an old cadre-like demeanor as he arrived with Jiraiya.

Upon hearing the voice, Uchiha Mina trembled, her face turning momentarily dark before quickly regaining composure. She offered a forced smile and responded, "What brings you here? And where are these so-called talented actors?"

Jiraiya, standing beside her, raised his head proudly, wearing an expression of self-importance.

Uchiha Mina ignored Jiraiya and shifted her gaze towards the Uchiha Clan Leader. Her eyes conveyed a malevolent intent, almost explicitly stating that if she wasn't satisfied with what he said next, she would make sure he regretted it.

The Uchiha Clan Leader glanced at Jiraiya but remained silent.

"Haha, Mina, where could we find any talented actors? Why don't you fill us in on the current progress?" the Uchiha Clan Leader said, attempting to ease the tension.

"Oh, I must have misheard," Uchiha Mina responded with a strained smile, looking away. Meanwhile, a small pile of powder trickled from her hand. If someone were to approach with a magnet, they would discover it was actually a heap of iron filings.

Just moments ago, the Uchiha Clan Leader had witnessed Uchiha Mina effortlessly grinding an iron walnut into powder with her bare hands.

Observing the powder gently drifting in the air as Uchiha Mina raised her hand, Jiraiya finally awakened to her true abilities.

The woman before them was not just a fierce individual on the surface. In terms of combat strength, she was not much weaker than Tsunade.

"Jiraiya-sama, our crew is in need of a skilled photographer who can capture various fast-paced shots. Would you be interested?" Uchiha Mina asked, showing her satisfaction and extending a sweet offer to Jiraiya.

"Alright, alright! Let me tell you, my eyesight is as good as the Byakugan's. When it comes to capturing shots, I'm the second to none in terms of creativity," Jiraiya enthusiastically responded, adopting a flattering tone.

"Someone really dares to claim that title," Uchiha Mina muttered inwardly.

Having visited Uchiha Madara's burial site, she knew who the old man behind her was at Sunagakure—her ancestor, Uchiha Madara.

......

"The story I have chosen is set during the first Shinōbi World War. It revolves around the establishment of the Hidden Villages and is based on a popular folktale," Uchiha Mina explained.

"Will it be too outdated?" someone questioned.

"Being old-fashioned doesn't mean it's bad. It depends on the performances and acting skills," Uchiha Mina replied.

"Very well, I suggest including a dramatic character for Jiraiya," another individual proposed.

"Yes, a noble lackey or a deranged shinobi. Can you do it, Jiraiya?" Uchiha Mina asked.

"No, Jiraiya's character must remain positive," someone objected.

"That's true. I'll incorporate a wise and eccentric sage for the protagonist," Uchiha Mina agreed.

"Sounds good. Let Jiraiya audition for the role," the decision was made.

Yet another transaction was being forged.

"By the way, I have arranged a role for Jiraiya. What do you want in return?" Uchiha Mina asked.

"What do you desire?" the Uchiha Clan Leader inquired.

"I heard you used your position to acquire a set of precious fine jade jewelry," Uchiha Mina lamented, glancing at his empty hands.

"Who told you that? You're making things difficult for me. To ensure Uchiha's successful integration into Konoha, I have made sacrifices. Now, I can't even obtain a set of jewelry," the Uchiha Clan Leader replied.

"Who are you listening to?"

"You're the one in control."

"Very well, I will give you the audition. But remember, this is just a small token. Don't expect such a groundbreaking creation to be severed from its source," Uchiha Mina stated.

"Hehe, don't worry. I understand," the Uchiha Clan Leader responded.

With the successful transaction complete, another shady deal was finalized. It was unimaginable how dark and complex this world truly was.

Despite its mysterious nature, it seemed to be nothing more than a playground for entertainment.

In Sunagakure, Hitoshi gazed at those before him, wearing an embarrassed smile.

"What's the matter?" someone inquired.

"Hitoshi, this is who I am. You shouldn't be surprised," Chiyo said to Hitoshi, her voice filled with annoyance, as she sat opposite him alongside Sasori.

"Kazekage-sama, I'm getting married. This is my future brother-in-law. I apologize for the trouble," Yasuke respectfully greeted, his smile tinged with awkwardness.

"Kazekage-sama, you know how it is. I couldn't help it. It was circumstances that forced my hand," Uzumaki Homura chimed in.

Looking at the group of individuals before him, Hitoshi was at a loss for words. From the seasoned veteran Chiyo to battlefield heroes and promising youngsters, they all sought something from him—be it for themselves or their families.

No matter what, they had come to him with their requests, and the demands were not excessive. They simply needed a camera for personal or familial use.

And if there happened to be a standout protagonist, it would be even better.

"You bunch of ingrates! Take a good look at your identities—the strength of your clans, the war heroes, the esteemed elders, the jinchuriki safeguarding the village. Each one of you is a prominent figure. But look at you now, attempting to take the backdoor approach. How can you set an example for others with this behavior?" Hitoshi exploded in anger, slamming his hand on the table as he rose to his feet.

His sense of justice consumed him, and the entire room could feel it.