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Recalling the devastating blows of thousands of blows, which nearly tore apart the half of his body that was fused with White Zetsu...

It is slowly repairing itself at this moment.

After a moment, he managed to force open his heavy eyelids.

What came into view was a snow-white ceiling, and a sense of confusion immediately arose in my heart:

"Where am I?"

Mysterious... oh no, his mask has been removed, revealing his true face.

He, Obito Uchiha, has returned to his true identity.

"That's right! I must have fallen into their hands."

Thinking of those two strange masked figures, Obito Uchiha felt a surge of irritation.

Since donning that mask, he has inherited the name of Uchiha Madara.

He had never suffered such a great loss before, being completely suppressed and powerless to fight back, like a cat playing with a mouse, enduring ridicule.

He sighed softly, deciding to stop thinking about it; his current situation was beyond his control.

Let's first observe where we've been taken.

Despite the pain, he struggled to turn his head, trying to observe his surroundings.

A quick glance revealed an extremely familiar beautiful figure.

The person lay asleep peacefully by the bedside, their body rising and falling rhythmically.

Although the face was hidden in his arms and he couldn't see it, Obito Uchiha recognized the other person's identity at a glance from the outline.

"Lin?!"

Obito Uchiha's voice trembled with shock, his eyes wide with disbelief.

It seemed that his soft exclamation startled Nohara Rin from her deep sleep.

She moved slightly, slowly raised her head, and her hazy eyes gradually cleared as she looked at Uchiha Obito.

"Obito?"

Rin Nohara rubbed her eyes, then a surprised and warm smile bloomed on her face. "Obito! You're finally awake!"

Her excitement was palpable, and Nohara Rin immediately stood up:

"I'll go tell Mr. Minato and the others the good news right away."

After speaking, she turned to leave, but unexpectedly an arm suddenly reached out and grabbed her hand tightly.

"Wait... Lin... Is it really you, Lin?"

Ignoring his physical pain, Obito instinctively reached out to stop Nohara Rin from leaving.

"Obito, what are you talking about? Who else could it be but me?"

Nohara Rin turned around, a hint of helplessness tinged with her smile.

Upon hearing the affirmative answer, Obito Uchiha's heart felt as if it had been gently struck, stirring up a thousand waves.

He trembled, his voice filled with disbelief: "But...you weren't...already..."

He witnessed firsthand Rin Nohara being pierced by Kakashi's Lightning Blade, her life withering away.

She grew cold in his arms, the image etched deeply into his memory.

This cruel reality drove him to the brink of madness.

But what's going on with everything right now?

Her movements, her expression—everything about her proved that she was the person he remembered.

Could it be a resurrection?

A guess flashed through Obito Uchiha's mind, and Rin Nohara's subsequent answer confirmed his suspicions.

She chuckled softly, like a spring breeze caressing the heart: "Someone resurrected me, so I can stand here now, before you."

"As expected..." Obito Uchiha sighed inwardly; he had indeed been resurrected.

Facing Rin Nohara before him, Obito Uchiha felt a mix of emotions.

The word "resurrection" was not unfamiliar to him.

After Madara Uchiha's death, he could have used the Rinnegan to revive Rin Nohara at any time, but he did not do so.

Because he knew

As long as this world and this deeply ingrained ninja system exist, even if Rin Nohara were to be resurrected, she might still perish again in the war.

Therefore, he resolved to destroy the old world, implement the Eye of the Moon Project, and create a flawless new world.

But now, with Rin Nohara standing alive and well before him, Obito Uchiha didn't know how to behave.

Should the Eye of the Moon project continue?

If this continues, how should he deal with the two masked monsters if they interfere?

He was no match for those two guys at all...

Obito Uchiha was caught in a deep vortex of thoughts, and everything around him seemed to temporarily fade away.

Just then, a soft call rang in my ears.

"Obito?"

What are you spacing out for?

Rin Nohara stood with her hands behind her back, her head tilted slightly, a curious smile playing on her lips; her expression was both serene and vibrant.

Obito snapped back to reality, his gaze involuntarily locking onto Rin's figure.

That pure and vibrant face brought Obito's turbulent thoughts to an abrupt halt.

The head of my thoughts instantly came to shore.

And the emotions of the heart set sail silently!

To hell with the Eye of the Moon Project!

At worst, I will protect Lin day and night. Anyone who dares to harm her in the slightest will be taught a lesson about the extinction of their entire family!

"N-nothing... I was just thinking about something."

Even after going through thick and thin, Obito Uchiha still couldn't hide his nervousness and awkwardness when facing the girl he liked.

"Then I'll go and ask Mr. Minato to come over, and I'll get you some food too."

"You've been lying here for days, you must be starving!" Nohara Rin's words were full of concern and warmth.

No sooner had he finished speaking than an awkward gurgling sound escaped from Obito's stomach.

"Looks like you're really hungry. Thank you for your help, Lin."

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Obito readily admitted that, after all, eating is a basic human instinct.

Even if he had Hashirama cells implanted in his body

Even the First Hokage, Hashirama Senju, needed to eat; after all, he was only known as the God of Shinobi, not a true god.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but laugh at himself.

If even Hashirama couldn't abstain from grains, then this person, who only possesses a portion of Hashirama's cells, is even less likely to go without food or water.

Nohara Rin left the room to inform Namikaze Minato of the good news and to bring back some food.

Meanwhile, Obito was pondering how to face his teacher.

After all, he had harbored ill intentions, although he ultimately did not carry them out.

But the guilt he felt towards Minato and his wife Kushina still haunted him.

"Perhaps, apologizing first would be the wise thing to do."

Just as I was pondering this, I heard light footsteps outside the door.

Before the door even opened, Obito recognized that familiar and hearty laughter.

"Hahaha! That guy's awake?"

"Let me be healthy!"

Obito's heart tightened, sensing the impending "storm."

The door opened slightly, and a group of people filed in.

Minato Namikaze, Rin Nohara, Kushina, and those two mysterious people who always wear masks!

The man in the red mask, carrying the infant Naruto in his arms, strode forward, a smug look on his face.

"Hehe, I hugged Naruto before you did."

Although the mask concealed his expression, Obito could almost picture the smug look on the other man's face beneath it.

Did you manage to hug Naruto before I did?