It was five in the afternoon.
Everyone, who had been in meetings all day, was starting to feel exhausted.
Even by Konoha's standards, everyone present was at least a Jonin, and in a real fight, they could last an entire day.
However, as anyone who knows will tell you, meetings are far more mentally taxing than battles.
The bickering had mostly subsided, and everyone's spirits were generally low, even a little annoyed, just wanting to reach a final decision as quickly as possible.
Tomoki saw that the time was right, so he waved his hand again, and another group of familiar people filed in, each holding a document.
"Since you all can't reach a decision, why not take a look at Konoha's proposal?"
Tomoki's plan was not unusual; it was a complete copy of a certain international organization from his previous life.
The plan proposed that the Shinobi Alliance establish a headquarters and branch offices, with the headquarters set in the Land of Earth, and branch offices in the Four Great Shinobi Villages.
The organization would be responsible for maintaining peace and security in the Ninja World, serving as the only legitimate body authorized to take action in the Ninja World.
It would have the authority to propose solutions and methods for resolving any actions that cause disputes or friction.
It would have the power to determine any threats to peace, acts that disrupt peace, or existing powers, and could take coercive measures to maintain or restore peace.
All members would have one vote, and four permanent members would be specially designated.
Every member would have the right to propose, and any procedural or substantive proposal would require more than half approval to enter the implementation phase.
The permanent members would have veto power; if any one permanent member objected, the proposal would be void.
This document did not contain any particularly novel content; all the details had been mentioned in previous discussions.
After all, there was no reason to believe that Ninja World people were dumber than Earth people.
After everyone finished reading the document, they felt that this plan was purely a hodgepodge, cobbled together from the contents of previous discussions.
It was certainly unrealistic to have pieced it together on the fly; although many parts were similar to previous discussions, they were more accurate and complete, which clearly couldn't have been achieved in the few short hours of the meeting.
That left only one possibility: Konoha had anticipated everything, including everyone's likely reactions and attitudes.
Everyone looked at Tomoki, who had a faint smile on his face, and a new sense of reverence unconsciously arose, not just because of his strength.
Ultimately, this plan, which more or less incorporated everyone's suggestions, was passed.
This was mainly because the plan fully considered the rights and interests of both large and small Shinobi Villages; while large Shinobi Villages had special privileges, it was a veto power, not an approval power.
This not-so-overpowering privilege gave all small Shinobi Villages a sufficient sense of security.
It was five fifty.
After all the Shinobi Villages had signed the document, this peace conference, which concerned the entire Ninja World, officially concluded.
At this moment, the history of the Ninja World took a path completely different from the original story.
After the meeting, Tomoki specifically reminded everyone.
"All of you are at least high-ranking officials in your respective Shinobi Villages, so I won't elaborate on the confidentiality details. I believe you all know how to report to your Daimyo, what to say, and what not to say!"
After a slight pause, Tomoki's face broke into a brilliant smile, and he uttered a threat in a calm tone.
"Once anyone reveals information that shouldn't be revealed, and is discovered, I guarantee you will beg everyone to give you the same treatment Iwagakure is receiving today!"
After Tomoki finished speaking, he no longer paid attention to the others and was the first to walk out of the meeting room.
He stepped outside and looked through the window at the dimly lit Konoha and the Ninja World.
He felt a sense of self-satisfaction; this dark and sunless Ninja World ultimately needed him to save it.
I, Uchiha Tomoki, brought light to the entire Ninja World today!
Land of Rain, a small town.
Jiraiya, who had more or less discovered the intricate connections between the Akatsuki Organization and the Hidden Rain Village, was currently enjoying a drink in an izakaya.
The Land of Rain, as the Battlefield of the Lands of Wind, Earth, and Fire during the Second Shinobi World War, was truly tragic.
Jiraiya had personally experienced the silent weeping of this country.
Bones covered the mountains and plains, and one could walk for days without seeing a living soul; the ceaseless rain turned red as soon as it touched the earth.
After he finished teaching Yahiko and the other two and returned to Konoha, the Third Shinobi World War broke out shortly after.
After the Third Shinobi World War ended, Jiraiya finally had time to travel the Ninja World, searching for the Child of Prophecy.
According to the intelligence Jiraiya had received, Nagato, whom Jiraiya had once identified as the Child of Prophecy, had died in the later stages of the Third Shinobi World War.
Over the past decade or so, Jiraiya had visited the Land of Rain more than once, and each time the Land of Rain had new changes.
It became increasingly prosperous, and each visit to the Land of Rain brought Jiraiya a new experience.
However, upon this visit, Jiraiya noticed some strange things; previously, every time he came, he could see people's eyes filled with hope for the future.
But this time, Jiraiya found that all the young people in the Land of Rain seemed utterly numb.
There was no light in their eyes; Jiraiya had only seen such eyes on the dead before.
Along the way, Jiraiya had witnessed at least ten arguments between parents and their children.
After learning a little about it, Jiraiya also felt that the young people of the Land of Rain had their wills corrupted by their comfortable lives.
Comparing the Land of Rain's past with its present state, Jiraiya could only lament, "Today's young people truly don't know how good they have it."
Jiraiya, who was holding a sake cup and about to bring it to his lips, suddenly changed his expression, then disappeared.
The sake cup he dropped before disappearing clattered on the wooden table, attracting a teenage waiter to come and check.
Looking at the now empty private room and the rolling sake cup on the table,
the waiter quickly tidied up, muttering in a very low but resentful voice as he cleaned, "Damn Ninja!"
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