"Why can't we take it?" Kabuto Yakushi asked.
Orochimaru's Memory Disc was right in front of them. As long as they obtained it, they would have the key to truly reviving Orochimaru. They had come all this way and were only one step from the finish line, yet White Snake Sage No. 2 was asking them to stop short.
It was far too strange.
"This is the server room."
No. 2 stared with her scarlet snake eyes at the fiber-optic cable connected to the Memory Disc and explained, "Orochimaru's disc exists in the form of a database. Once we take it away, that portion of the database will become 'empty,' triggering an alarm from the central computer."
Hidan froze.
"Aren't you some old hag who's lived for a thousand years? You understand this stuff too?"
No. 2 rolled her eyes at Hidan. "The path I follow is the 'present,' so naturally I understand the changes of this era."
What were they supposed to do?
Fighting was definitely not an option.
The Research Institute was guarded by nearly a hundred members of the Extermination Army, along with Sasuke and Xiaotao, those two brats. If they could reclaim Orochimaru's Ninjutsu Disc at the same time, they might have a chance.
Kabuto Yakushi and Hidan were immediately put in a difficult position. The feeling of having their target right before their eyes yet being unable to take it was truly awful.
Just as Hidan was about to say, "How about we take it and force our way out?" No. 2, coiled around his neck, said coldly, "I've thought of a way."
"What way?" Kabuto asked.
"Send me over there. Use my brain to replace Orochimaru's Memory Disc."
Everyone fell silent.
This truly was the best solution. White Snake Sage No. 2 had inherited