Golden Blood, Swordsman Game (3rd Update)

"Here's a piece of advice for you."

Orochimaru licked his lips, a hint of schadenfreude in his golden snake eyes.

"Don't provoke this person using extreme methods."

Upon hearing this, Sabo's eyes widened, orange-red flames swirling around him, and his aura became unstable.

"Mr. Orochimaru, are you... afraid of him?"

Wang Yan is very strong; the official title of "Absolute Justice" proves a lot.

Will justice prevail?

Of course.

Because the victor is the one who brings justice.

Orochimaru is not someone who can be subdued by mere power.

Sabo had once seen this mad scientist speak of the Four Emperors with contempt and belittle the Shichibukai with disdain.

This person regarded the Celestial Dragons, the Five Elders, and the Commander-in-Chief of the World Government's armed forces as mere ants.

That unparalleled sense of superiority carried a convincingly arrogant charm.

But now, Orochimaru, who fears nothing, is showing a serious attitude towards Wang Yan, a person with little to no record.

This made Sabo feel very uncomfortable.

After all, the other party was the one who guided him to become Reincarnator, and in his mind, the other party's status was equivalent to that of a master.

So when Sabo asked that question, he used a little bit of reverse psychology.

"Um?"

Orochimaru gave him a half-smile, his voice Youyou: "That's right, I am indeed afraid of this person."

Fear stems from the unknown.

It seems that Wang Yan has proactively revealed a lot of his own information.

In reality, however, in the eyes of someone like Orochimaru, he was an enigma beyond comprehension.

Personality is unpredictable.

Its strength is unfathomable.

The permissions are incredibly high.

"Wang Yan's identity is somewhat similar to ours."

"However, he is more special; you can call him the Guide."

"If fate allows, you may meet him in another world in the future."

Hearing this, Sabo calmed down a little.

"Understood."

Sabo stiffly left behind three words and turned to leave.

He made some simple preparations, taking only some fresh water and dry food, and flew lightly to the Sabaody Archipelago.

Sabo wanted to see for himself whether that so-called "Absolute Justice" was worthy of Orochimaru's praise.

Revolutionary Army Research Institute.

Orochimaru, who was watching Sabo's every move, shook his head helplessly.

Young people are often naive and stubborn, and they love to do things that seem pointless.

He took a cotton-like object from his pocket, stuffed it into his right ear, and whispered, "Caesar Clown, how's the research on that vial of blood going?"

A response came quickly from inside the cotton. "Amazing! I've never seen anything like this before... It's even more bizarre than Merpeople -human Half-blood! No wonder it's called the 'Golden Blood'!"

As the two were discussing, a third voice suddenly broke in.

"Golden Blood, what is that? Golden blood? I've never seen it before."

"Tony Stark, don't interrupt on the Resident Evil channel. You lack knowledge in this area, and your childish remarks will only lower your image in people's eyes."

Orochimaru coldly warned the person who interrupted.

Many people believe that type O blood is a 'universal donor', but in reality, the classification of blood cells is far more complex than that, with a total of 35 different classification systems.

If placed into Infinite Planes, considering the existence of humanoid beings such as Merpeople, elves, and Giant, there could be a total of more than 1.395 billion blood types.

Many living organisms do not exist within the conventional ABO system, and their transfusion needs cannot be met by type O blood.

However, there is a type of blood known as 'Golden Blood' that contains no surface antigens and can be transfused to the vast majority of humanoid organisms.

It is not the "golden blood" that Tony Stark imagined.

Orochimaru preferred Tony's best friend Bruce Banner to the arrogant Tony.

Unfortunately, that guy is a shut-in who prefers to do scientific research in the Main God Space as a non-combatant.

As a result, Orochimaru lost a good assistant when he was conquering the heavens.

He needs a humble, polite, disciplined, and intellectually curious research assistant, not a bunch of outrageous, eccentric scientists.

This is also why Orochimaru spent 1,000 Reward Points to help Sabo exchange for the qualification of Reincarnator.

In fact, Caesar Clown is a better fit.

However, this person's research direction conflicts with Orochimaru's. His own knowledge is rigid, and he has deeply ingrained experimental habits, making it difficult to cultivate him into the assistant that Orochimaru needs.

"The gene mapping work has progressed to 84%. I have a lot of manpower here to do similar manual labor, so the progress is very fast."

Caesar Clown's voice came from inside the cotton ball. "Can you tell me what you want to do?"

"Give all of humanity in the Pirate World a blood transfusion."

Orochimaru narrowed his snake-like eyes slightly, a wicked smile appearing on his lips, "Remove evil, greed, hatred, distortion, and jealousy from the genes, and truly create a perfect [Social Life]."

This was the most important experiment.

The root of all this lies in the analysis and reflection on Wang Yan.

Although behavioral patterns and values cannot be accurately predicted, Orochimaru had a flash of inspiration one day after Sabo made a casual remark, and found the key to the problem.

"Interesting."

These two simple words foreshadow certain truths.

If the experiment succeeds, Orochimaru might be able to obtain an S-rank Destiny Gem.

As for the consequences of failure?

Erik Lehnsherr, who calls himself Magneto of Medicine King, said two things that Orochimaru found very reasonable.

"Only natives consider the consequences; Reincarnator just retaliate and run away."

"After I'm gone, who cares if the world is flooded?"

Moreover, Orochimaru believed that his actions were benefiting society and giving back to humanity.

The Sabaody Archipelago, a place known for its extortion and exploitation.

Zoro drank bucket after bucket of wine in silence, seemingly trying to drown himself in it.

Many people are praising him, saying that he has become the World's Greatest Swordsman.

Only family members know their own affairs.

He knew it better than anyone else.

At the crucial moment, Dracule Mihawk held back.

He didn't know why the other party had shown mercy, but in his eyes, it was an insult.

This is a disgrace to the swordsman!

The title of the world's greatest swordsman, which Zoro earned by being spared by his opponent, could be anything but "honor" in his eyes.

He fell into despair, he stumbled, but he was never afraid of anyone's ridicule.

Because Zoro knew that he had fallen from above everyone else.

But he could not accept the enemy's mercy.

"Where did Hawkeye go? I really want to have a fair fight with him..."

Zoro was drunk and his vision was blurry.

A white trench coat comes into view.

Beside him, a young man with black hair and black eyes was looking at him with a half-smile.

The Three Sword Style swordsman broke out in a cold sweat.

The intoxication vanished instantly.

"What's the point of arguing about being the World's Greatest Swordsman?"

Wang Yan mercilessly shattered Zoro's beautiful dream. "It's just a child's game."

Sabo's feelings for Orochimaru are similar to Leo's feelings for Seven in Ultraman, and Zero's feelings for Leo are somewhat like Aatrox's feelings for Morgana (Liang Bing) in the Super God Academy, hahaha.