Trash

A hoarse, dry wail suddenly came from a cabin aboard the ferry to Peach Country.

Kabuto Yakushi stood outside the door with a bowl of medicine. Only after the sounds inside gradually faded did he knock.

"Come in."

Pushing the door open, Kabuto Yakushi set the bowl on the table and said, "Lord Orochimaru, this is today's medicine. You'll stop feeling the pain soon."

"Save the comforting words, Kabuto. How much longer until we reach Peach Country?"

"We're currently passing through the fog zone. We'll soon reach the rain zone, and after that, Peach Country will come into view. Speaking of which, the fog here is quite strange. You can't pass through without a token."

"That's that man's Ninjutsu. He may seem lawless on the surface, but he's actually quite cautious. Otherwise, he wouldn't have lived this long."

Kabuto Yakushi's face immediately filled with shock. "Impossible! He's maintained Ninjutsu on this scale year-round? Just how enormous are his Chakra reserves?"

"I don't know." Orochimaru lifted the bowl and drained it in one gulp. Only when the pain eased slightly did he continue, "It isn't just his Chakra reserves. That man's true strength has always been a mystery. No one has ever forced him to go all out."

"Lord Orochimaru, is he really willing to treat you?"

"Don't worry. There's no conflict of interest between us. As long as the exchange is profitable enough, he'll treat me. But satisfying his appetite won't be easy. Kabuto, don't be too presumptuous in front of him. That man is even crazier than I am."

"I understand."

In a forest outside the city, Naruto was undergoing the third stage of his Rasengan training.

Bang!

The balloon suddenly burst. Naruto dropped onto his butt, saying dejectedly, "Damn it, why can't I keep it stable?!"

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