When his consciousness returned to reality, Uchiha Madara couldn't snap out of the final scene of the game.
The aftershock—it hit hard.
As the first game in the shinobi world with a main story over eight hours long, *Outlast* was undoubtedly a groundbreaking experience. Even without its hidden stories and background, it was enough to leave a deep impression.
But for Madara, the immersion had reached its peak. The final scene—when the dragon slayer became the dragon—elevated the whole experience and left him completely spellbound.
His dazed expression made the White Zetsu exchange uncertain glances. They didn't know what to do, so they turned to Black Zetsu.
Yes—Black Zetsu had returned. After all, Madara had been in the game for hours; it made sense that he'd come back by now.
Seeing Madara , Black Zetsu couldn't help but ask respectfully, "Madara-sama, are you all right?"
The voice pulled Madara from his thoughts. He glanced at Black Zetsu and sighed, "Oh, Black Zetsu... you're back..."
And just like that, he began to drift again.
Black Zetsu quickly added, "Yes, Madara-sama. As you ordered, we retrieved the genjutsu game. Also, there's another important piece of information to report."
Madara: "Oh? What information?"
Black Zetsu replied, "The Uchiha clan leader, Uchiha Masanobu, has awakened the Sharingan."
Madara: "Oh? So not all of the Uchiha youth are trash... But with that boy's physical condition, I doubt surviving the awakening is even possible."
Black Zetsu hurriedly explained, "Yes, Madara-sama. While Uchiha Masanobu did awaken the Sharingan, the process exhausted his already waning life force. Theoretically, he should have died immediately. However, he survived. According to White Zetsu's intel, it seems he ate something that kept him alive."
Upon hearing this, Madara's aura shifted sharply. "Something that kept him alive? A secret medicine developed by the Uchiha?"
As he spoke, Madara narrowed his eyes. A mask still covered him—only his eyes were visible. His new Mangekyō Sharingan slowly opened.
Though White Zetsu had reported the awakening of his Mangekyō Sharingan, seeing it firsthand still filled Black Zetsu with dread. He immediately bowed his head.
"It's not a secret medicine, Madara-sama. It's... food."
Madara blinked. "Food? What kind of food could do that? A soldier pill?"
Black Zetsu shook his head. "No, Madara-sama. Actual food. Something called cola and hamburger. According to White Zetsu's report, they came from Uchiha Kei. We're not sure how he created them—perhaps it's due to a summoning jutsu mutation."
Uchiha Kei hadn't hidden his so-called "summoning mutation." It was a cover for his strange items. After all, pulling out bizarre things that didn't exist in the shinobi world without an excuse would only invite trouble.
So Black Zetsu had discovered this 'gag' too.
After hearing the explanation, Madara fell silent for a while before speaking in a low tone. "Uchiha Kei again? That kid never fails to surprise. He always finds ways to shock people."
"So, what exactly do these foods do?"
Black Zetsu: "We're unsure of the specifics. But according to White Zetsu, two people in the Uchiha clan consumed the food. One was Uchiha Setsuna—his life was supposed to end a month ago. He had maybe another month to live."
"But after eating Uchiha Kei's food, he recovered. As of now, it seems he could live for another two or three years."
"As for Uchiha Masanobu, perhaps due to the toll of awakening the Mangekyō Sharingan, the food didn't fully restore him—but it did keep him alive. He won't be dying anytime soon."
"Madara-sama, what I mean is... perhaps we should try to get our hands on that food for you. Given your condition and the support from Tobi, the effects could be even greater."
By now, Madara's eyes were gleaming. Or rather, from the moment he heard that Setsuna and Masanobu had extended their lives thanks to the food, he was already tempted.
To Madara, this was an irresistible offer.
Though the Demon of the Shinobi World didn't fear death, he deeply cared about realizing his dream.
Activating the Mangekyō again had boosted his power immensely—but it also burned through his lifespan. Now, he was a candle in the wind, with little time left.
He had already been filled with regret, ready to name a successor. But now that a way to prolong life had appeared, of course he'd try it.
He immediately ordered Black Zetsu to acquire the food.
Thanks to his life-support system, Madara didn't need to eat. He'd long given up worldly cravings. But if it meant he could keep living—why not try?
Black Zetsu accepted the mission without hesitation.
As for Madara, he closed his eyes and entered a meditative state.
Today's events in the game had stirred many thoughts. He needed time to process it all.
Meanwhile, Uchiha Kei stared at the two new golden spirit points that had just dropped, and could only sigh.
Old man Madara really lived up to his name—he was a gold-spirit dropper like no other. In just a short time, he'd triggered seven golden spirit drops, crushing the competition.
So far, no one could match Madara when it came to dropping golden spirits. Truly, the Demon of the Shinobi World always accomplished what others could not.
Naturally, Uchiha Kei used the two points right away.
After two new ten-draw pulls, he raised an eyebrow. ᴛʜɪs ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀ ɪs ᴜᴘᴅᴀᴛᴇ ʙʏ 𝗻𝗼𝘃𝗲𝗹~𝓯𝓲𝓻𝓮~𝚗𝚎𝚝
Because the second ten-pull gave him a golden item—not a skill, but a rare recipe.
It was the recipe for System Cola!
Previously, System Cola could only be obtained through gacha draws. Now, it could be mass-produced!
Kei immediately pulled out the recipe and studied it, his face lighting up with realization.
It really was the formula for System Cola—and it could be made in the real world.
However, a key ingredient didn't exist outside the system. Without it, the cola could still be made, but it would taste different and lose its energizing and mental restoration effects.
As for the missing ingredient? It came from the system shop. When Kei obtained the recipe, the shop updated with a new item: Super Cola Extract.
Each month, he could buy 100 portions. Each portion produced 50 liters of cola.
100 extracts meant 5,000 liters of System Cola.
To be honest, that wasn't a lot—especially for a market as big as the entire shinobi world. Shortages were guaranteed.
Did that even matter?
System Cola was no ordinary cola. With its special properties, it couldn't be sold like regular drinks. It was destined to become an elite good—like a bottle of '82 Lafite, a luxury or strategic resource.