The little slug crawled along with great effort, making Ronglin sigh. Creatures without feet were nerve-racking enough—especially creatures without feet that were also slimy.
Ronglin had been pondering the question the entire way: just how big was the slug's true body? Even one-tenth of it could rival a mountain. So what about its complete form? Would it be as terrifyingly enormous as a towering peak?
Strangely, Ronglin had not sensed any gigantic creatures nearby, nor had he detected any creatures with powerful Chakra.
Could he have sensed it wrong? Was the slug's true body hidden somewhere, perhaps underground?
"Kid, didn't Tsunade teach you that looking around everywhere on someone else's territory is very rude?"
Suddenly, an aged voice sounded beside him. Ronglin froze slightly and instinctively turned toward its source.
A large boulder stood there. On top of it was a slug that did not seem particularly large, only a little over two meters long, raising its head to stare at him. Honestly, being stared at by a face with no eyes or nose felt rather strange.
Ronglin stared blankly at the slug lying on the boulder. Could this be the slug's true body?
Where was the giant creature said to be as tall as a mountain? It was this tiny?
Though he could not rule out the possibility that the slug had split itself apart, there were not many slugs around either.
"Kid, staring at others like that is very rude."
Seeing Ronglin looking at it with such an odd expression, the slug spoke displeasedly. It knew exactly what Ronglin was thinking.
After all, Hashirama Senju and Senju Tsunade had worn the same expression back then.
"You're the slug?"
Although its voice did not sound like it was lying, the difference in scale was so enormous that Ronglin found