"We greet you, Lord Kenma."
These elders, accompanied by the younger people at their sides, bowed to Kenma.
Kenma looked at them and, after a rough count, saw there were about thirty people, both men and women, all with white hair.
Among them, some were missing arms and legs and could only be pushed over in wheelchairs. Some leaned on canes, stubbornly shrugging off the support of the young people beside them.
There were even some elders who were completely paralyzed and lying on beds, unable to speak or move, who had been carried over as well.
Seeing this, Kenma sighed in his heart.
'What a tragedy…'
These completely harmless old people had also died tragically at the hands of their own people on that night of the clan's annihilation.
Kenma's brow suddenly furrowed, and he looked at the two elders, Setsuna and Kakkaku, who stood before the Uchiha clansmen.
"Why are there so few people?"
For the entire Uchiha clan of over a thousand, to have so few elderly was clearly unreasonable.
Kakkaku hurriedly said, "I dare not hide it from you, my lord. These are the few remaining elders in the clan. All of them are here."
"Most of us in the Uchiha clan are ninja. It is only a matter of time before we die on the battlefield. The elders here today are all blessed with great luck, having been fortunate enough to survive the enemy's grasp, escaping certain death several times to live peacefully into old age."
Hearing this, Kenma couldn't help but sigh inwardly.
Based on the timeline, when these elders were in their prime, Konoha had just been established.
These people had spent their entire lives fighting to protect Konoha.
They struggled their whole lives, with many dying or being crippled. In the end, when they grew old, they were met with fear and even slaughter from the very comrades in Konoha village they had fought for and protected.
'Is this the cruelty of so-called political struggle?'
To say it was a trick of fate… it was far too cruel for these elders who had shed both blood and tears.
'Those people from Konoha, they really do inhumane things!'
Kenma's expression softened considerably, and he gestured for Shisui to come forward.
Shisui walked between Kenma and the elders, bowed to them, and then placed the wooden box in his hands on the ground.
"Release!"
Forming a complex series of hand seals, Shisui shouted.
Under his fluid unsealing technique, the simple Kidō on the wooden box was released, turning into a puddle of ink on the ground.
Shisui carefully removed the lid. Inside the box was a small vial of green potion and three large bottles of a transparent liquid.
On the other side of the box, a row of needles, syringes, disinfectant, and cotton swabs were neatly arranged.
Everyone on the scene looked at Shisui's actions with confusion.
They couldn't understand the purpose of such a grand display and all ended up looking at Kenma in the center.
Kenma surveyed the scene and said softly, "Inside here is a potion I had specially made. It has undergone clinical trials, and its effects are fully guaranteed."
"As for the potion's effect, it is to restore a person's youthful vitality."
Kenma's deep voice echoed in the courtyard. Everyone was stunned at first upon hearing his words.
But once they fully understood what Kenma had said, they all gasped in unison, completely shocked.
"What is Lord Kenma saying… I don't think I heard him clearly."
"He said it can restore youth, those words!"
"How… is that possible!"
"Even for Lord Enma, restoring youth is a bit too…"
The crowd's gazes first fell on Kenma. Seeing his calm expression, it was clear he wasn't spouting nonsense.
They also knew that their Lord Kenma was not the type to joke around.
'In that case, is it true?'
Everyone's gaze fell in unison on the small wooden box beside Shisui.
'Then… the thing inside this box is a miracle drug that can restore youth?'
In an instant, this extremely simple little wooden box became mysterious and precious in everyone's eyes, and their faces were filled with excitement.
Hearing Kenma's words, Ace, who was beside Whitebeard, was the first to lose his composure. He quickly took a step forward and asked, "Big Boss, is what you're saying true… can it really restore youth?"
Kenma nodded and asked in return, "When have I ever made an empty boast?"
Receiving confirmation from Kenma again, the crowd completely fell into a frenzy.
"It's true… it can really restore youth…"
"A priceless treasure, a priceless treasure!"
"Does that mean my grandfather can regain his youthful appearance?"
"And my grandmother…"
"Old man, you can regain the vigor of your youth!"
"I never thought I'd be able to see the old man in his youth in my lifetime."
"Idiot, we're already dead!"
Seeing the scene become increasingly chaotic, Whitebeard, Setsuna, and Kakkaku respectively quelled the noise from their own sides, which quieted the commotion on the field considerably.
Although everyone stopped shouting, from the emotion on their faces, the excitement flashing in their eyes, and the occasional sound of heavy breathing, it was clear that the intense emotions in their hearts were difficult to calm.
It was understandable.
This was the restoration of youth! This was eternal beauty!
How many people, after growing old and watching their bodies weaken day by day, sighed in their hearts and eventually lost all ambition.
How many people had fallen into difficult and embarrassing situations due to old age, never to rise again, suffering hardship for no reason.
And the medicine before them could change this reality.
It could let heroes no longer fade, and let beauties regain their bloom.
It could even bring back the youthful spirit that gradually faded with old age, returning it to these aged bodies.
This magical potion was right in front of them.
How could they not be moved?
How could they possibly restrain themselves!
Seeing that the crowd had quieted down, Kenma continued, "This medicine is only effective for those below Spiritual Class ten. It should work for basically everyone here."
"This is the first batch of the potion, only enough for about a hundred people to be restored. The eldest will use it first."
"Now, who will come up first."
The crowd, which had been so excited just moments ago, paused upon hearing these words. When the matter was truly placed before them, for some reason, they hesitated.
They looked at each other, one by one, at a loss.
Seeing that no one was responding, Whitebeard gripped the blade in his hand and was just about to speak up to be the first and set an example for the others.
A clear voice suddenly rang out.
"Since you're all being so modest, let me be the one."
Hearing the voice, everyone frowned slightly and looked in that direction.
A young and beautiful figure took a step forward, stood before Kenma, and raised her right hand high.
It was Yoichi.
"You're so young, you don't need it at all!"
"Yoichi, don't cause trouble."
Seeing this, Shimazu Toyohisa and Nobunaga quickly pulled him back into the crowd.
Yoichi chuckled. "I saw none of you were speaking, so I thought I'd liven up the atmosphere."
"You're such a rascal!"
Nobunaga sighed.
"In terms of appearance alone, among so many people, I am probably the oldest."
"So be it. Let me be the first to try it!"
With that, Nobunaga, under the watchful eyes of the crowd, walked towards Shisui.
Shisui opened a set of instructions that was pasted on the top of the wooden box and slowly unfolded it.
[An Idiot-Proof Operation Guide That Even a Fool Can Easily Understand]
Looking at the words on it, Shisui's eyelid couldn't help but twitch.
'Mayuri Kurotsuchi must have written this…'
'I didn't expect him to have this kind of personality. The usual arrogance of a genius… or is this just his preference?'
Shisui paid it no more mind and carefully read through the operation guide three times, not missing a single detail.
"This small vial contains the main drug, the vitality potion."
"These three large bottles are for diluting the main drug, and also contain a high-concentration spirit particle injection to supplement spirit particles."
"These three large bottles are just enough to dilute this one small vial of the main drug. Each mark on the syringe represents a rejuvenation of ten years."
Shisui looked at the fine needles and syringes and couldn't help but nod to himself.
'Mayuri Kurotsuchi is truly a genius to have created such a potion. The operation guide he wrote is indeed simple and easy to follow, and also very comprehensive and detailed.'
He looked at Nobunaga, who had already come to his side.
"Lord Nobunaga, how many years younger would you like to be?"
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