The Departure Plan

"Hmm!"

The moment he injected the No. 1 Serum, Madara let out a muffled groan, as though he were enduring immense pain. The syringe fell onto the wooden floor with a sharp clatter.

"Madara, how are you?" Shin hurried forward to ask.

Uchiha Madara's body trembled faintly. His right eye uncontrollably shifted into the Eternal Mangekyo pattern, while the black pupil of his left eye grew brighter and brighter. Gradually, patterns such as One-Tomoe, Two-Tomoe, and Three Tomoe continuously emerged.

The changes in his left eye stopped at Three Tomoe. Both eyes grew increasingly blood-red, and as time passed, cold chakra spread from them, sending chills down one's spine.

Shin quietly observed everything. Madara's condition was unclear, but it did not seem as though he was in any great danger.

Moreover, this was a rare opportunity for observation. The serum had been diluted, and Hashirama's cells had already lost much of their vitality, making them far less dangerous than before.

Even if Hashirama's cells were transplanted directly into Madara, he might not have died. Possessing the Eternal Mangekyo made him different from the other test subjects. But at this critical juncture, Shin did not want any further accidents.

Besides, while Hashirama's cells were valuable, transplanting them would not immediately increase one's combat strength. At the very least, the Rinnegan could not be awakened directly. Even in the original story, Madara had implanted the cells for decades before awakening it on the verge of death.

This change continued for a long while. Eventually, the Mangekyo pattern reappeared in Madara's left eye, and it stopped changing.

"How does it feel?" Shin hurriedly asked again.

Madara panted, a faint smile appearing at the corner of his mouth. "Very good. It's been a long time since I last felt like this. It's as though