Chapter 12 Elderly Machine?

In the blink of an eye, three months had passed. Today was Dave's birthday, and he had turned six years old.

Inside Senju Station

"Wow!! Uncle Madara! Is this gift really that expensive?" Senju Dave asked, his eyes shining as he looked at the Uchiha fan in his hand.

This was no imitation—it was an authentic Uchiha fan, one that Madara had always owned.

"Kid, use it well. Consider this the dowry of the Uchiha clan for that little girl, Tsukimi."

When Madara gave the Uchiha fan to Dave, it naturally caused a lot of resistance from the clan. After all, it was a symbol of the Uchiha clan, with a history of hundreds of years. However, Madara had united with the second elder to convince several other elders.

Frankly, only Madara could wield it within the clan. After the village was established, Madara had no further use for it. She might as well give it to her prospective son-in-law.

After saying that, Madara glanced at Hashirama and Tobirama, especially Hashirama, who looked quite displeased. Since Uchiha Madara often referred to Hashirama as the "ugly man," he wore the mask given to him by Mito every day.

"Ah!!! Patriarch...what...what dowry..." The little girl Uchiha Tsukimi blushed deeply, completely embarrassed.

"Hmph, Dave, this is the Thunder God's Sword. It was the weapon your father used to slay enemies in the past." Tobirama felt uncomfortable when he saw how his son looked at Madara, so he pulled out the Thunder God's Sword from his robe and handed it to his son.

"What an incredible gift! Lord Tobirama's Thunder God's Sword!!" Danzo exclaimed, his eyes sparkling with awe.

Hiruzen nodded repeatedly beside him, and even when Uchiha Madara had just slapped Dave with the round fan, the two boys hadn't reacted at all.

Tobirama raised an eyebrow at Madara, emphasizing the word "murderer" when he mentioned the sword. After all, Madara's brother Izuna had been slain by this very weapon.

The atmosphere in the room instantly grew cold, and Madara's Sharingan flared, glowing scarlet. The most painful moment in her life was seeing her brother die before her eyes.

That incident had scarred Madara, branded forever in her heart. And today, Tobirama, the murderer, reopened that wound.

Hashirama sighed internally. Izuna's death had been a source of grief for Madara for many years. Normally, even Hashirama himself avoided mentioning it in front of her.

The three children—Danzo, Tsukimi, and Hiruzen—gulped nervously, feeling the tension rise. Why had the room suddenly turned so cold?

"Hey, Uncle Madara, I told you I had a surprise for you. Here, this is what I've been working on for you." Just as the tension peaked, Dave pulled out a colorful iron object from his pocket and handed it to Madara.

"What's this, kid?" Madara glanced at Tobirama, then closed her Sharingan. She took the iron object from Dave's hands and asked.

Especially when Madara saw the design on the back of the phone, her heart skipped a beat. The pattern matched her own fan in her left hand—sickle in her right hand, wild hair flowing, with Susanoo beneath her feet. It radiated strength.

"Uncle Madara, this is called a phone. Open the cover here..." Dave proceeded to explain the senior phone to Madara in detail.

"You mean I can contact you anytime, anywhere within the confines of Konoha without using Chakra, just by using this device?" Madara asked, eyeing Dave with suspicion.

"Yes, Uncle Madara. Try dialing 666," Dave nodded, instructing Madara on how to operate it.

Soon, the senior phone in Dave's hand rang. The ringtone was plain, without rhythm, even a bit noisy.

"Uncle Madara, can you hear me?" Dave answered the call, holding the phone to his ear.

"...This..." Madara paused, stunned, as Dave ended the call.

"See? How about that, Uncle Madara? If you need me, you can call me anytime! Of course, you'll have to pay for phone service if you run out of minutes," Dave said with a smile.

"Uncle Dave, don't I get one too?" Hashirama asked, looking at Dave with a hint of jealousy.

"If Uncle Madara has one, how could I be without?"

"Hey, everyone gets one. Don't worry," Dave replied, pulling out a bundle of senior phones from his coat and handing them to everyone.

Even Danzo and Hiruzen received one, which made them feel incredibly touched.

Dave was a good comrade and friend.

Tsukimi, Dave's little bride-to-be, also received one. The design on her phone was a cute pink bunny, which made her incredibly happy.

However, none of the phones were as fancy as Madara's. Most of them were simple, with designs in brown, black, and red.

Dave gave everyone a phone card as well. Following his instructions, they inserted it into the card slot behind the battery of their senior phones.

"Now, from this point on, within Konoha, everyone can call each other using these phones," Dave said with a smile.

"Is this what you've been working on for the past few months?" Tobirama asked, still confused.

For the past few months, Dave had been coming home late after school.

Although he was followed by a Shadow Clone, Tobirama hadn't questioned it, as he saw Dave was often with a civilian boy.

As long as it wasn't someone from the evil Uchiha clan!

"Yep! I'll start selling these in Konoha Village in two days. The price is one thousand taels, and a phone card is 50 taels. You just need to pay 20 taels per month for 200 minutes of calls," Dave explained with a grin.

Tobirama and Hashirama nodded at the same time.

This kid, Dave, was making significant contributions to Konoha.

Such a revolutionary invention would allow two people to communicate across Konoha Village, hundreds of miles in diameter, without using Chakra.

Tobirama, being a person who conducted experiments regularly, also recognized that the materials used for these phones weren't cheap. Many of the metals were expensive.

The cost of producing one phone couldn't be less than 1,000 taels, but Dave was selling them at 1,000 taels, an affordable price even for ordinary people. From then on, they would only need to pay a 20-tael monthly fee at most for phone service.

Madara, on the other hand, wasn't thinking about that. She just realized that she had given Dave hundreds of thousands of silver taels each month for him to do this—and he had even made her a special version. Madara was at a loss for words.

Meanwhile, Dave was practically drowning in money.

Sure, these phones used expensive metals, but the proportions mattered! For example, a tiny piece of metal used for conducting electricity and receiving strong signals cost 30,000 silver taels, but with just one, Dave could build 500 senior phones.

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