"You're here."
After hearing the door open, Tobirama, who had been securing White Zetsu to the wooden frame, expertly tossed over the white lab coat at hand.
Only two living people were involved in the experiment, but the sense of ceremony could not be lacking.
Once Rikusei had put on the white coat, Tobirama gently stroked the neatly arranged bottles and jars as though they were treasures.
"After so many days of theoretical exploration, Indra's cell count needs to increase by at least three levels before it can match Ashura's."
"What about the Tailed Beasts?"
Tobirama looked at the youth whose Sharingan had opened. Seeing that his emotions did not seem to have been affected by last time, he felt much more at ease. "We'll start by introducing the One-Tail. We really were too hasty last time, but I never expected the experiment to produce something comparable to the God Tree."
"Why not start with the strongest, the Nine-Tails?"
The somewhat unwilling words from beside him made Rikusei's gaze sharpen instantly. To speed up the experiment, they had pointed him toward a clear path.
Besides, no one knew whether that old man, the Sage of Six Paths, was hiding in the Pure Land or concealed within some vessel in the laboratory cultivating the God Tree and Tailed Beasts, silently watching them.
After all, if someone were trying to revive him, the person involved in crossing the boundary between life and death would surely be unable to resist taking a look for himself.
"Kurama's chakra can be shared with and fused into others, allowing Tailed Beast and shinobi chakra to coexist or resonate. We can try using it as an adhesive. And there's another point: the Nine-Tails possesses a chakra volume that surpasses all other Tailed Beasts."
Seeing Tobirama sink into