Archaeology?
Go to hell!
Feng Hua Nudao cursed under his breath, clearly lusting after the yin-yang Treasure Bead of his Land of Snow!
"Orochimaru, who is this person?" Senju Tobirama asked.
"This is the Land of Snow; this guy has taken his elder brother's position as daimyo, oppressed his own niece, and is currently the daimyo of the Land of Snow," Orochimaru said indifferently. "By the way, there are only a little over a hundred people in the Land of Snow now, mostly old, weak, sick, and disabled, and there are only three ninjas left in Snow Ninja Village."
Senju Hashirama was stunned, "A country with only a little over a hundred people? Tobirama, I remember when Konoha was established, didn't it have a population of over ten thousand?"
"You're being conservative, brother. There were exactly sixty-seven thousand three hundred thirty-two people," Senju Tobirama reported the precise number, simultaneously looking down at Feng Hua Nudao.
What of a daimyo?
