Improved Treatment

The room fell silent.

Is this true?

After a long silence, a single sentence broke the stillness.

"I'm not sure, but I think a conspiracy is more likely!"

"I believe it's true; they possess spacetime energy!"

"That's just a possibility. After our home planet dried up, we never encountered spacetime energy again. It's even rarer than boundary-breaking energy. Don't trust the equipment too much. Have you forgotten that Number One can fool the lie detector system?"

"But look at the content of paragraph fifteen. If Number One really is him, it wouldn't be surprising if he fooled our lie detection system!"

"I still can't believe it!"

"..."

A debate erupted at the scene, with one side believing that Ren was an ancient person, and the other believing that it was all a carefully designed conspiracy.

"Alright, let's take a look at the second file!"

The captain, seated at the head of the ship, stopped the arguing crowd, and Orochimaru's information quickly appeared on the screen.

He is in no way inferior to Ren, and his titles include a whole host of "Father of ***".

However, in the photo at the very top, Orochimaru has a calm expression, with long, straight black hair, slightly pale skin, and his signature yellow snake eyes.

He was not much different from Orochimaru in the interrogation room at this moment; in fact, they had absolutely no connection.

That's right, at this time Orochimaru's eyes had been completely replaced with Byakugan, and his appearance was also a magnified version of Toneri, bearing no resemblance whatsoever to the photograph.

"It's definitely a conspiracy now. Don't these guys even bother to do some research before they start forging documents?"

"No, I think this precisely proves it's not a conspiracy. These historical materials aren't exactly secrets in databases around the world. If it were a conspiracy, they couldn't have left such a huge flaw!"

"They deliberately left this loophole by exploiting your way of thinking!"

"..."

The argument resumed and showed no signs of stopping, with both sides sticking to their own version of events.

Seeing the arguing crowd, the captain spoke up.

"Quiet!"

"Alright, this matter is beyond our authority. I'm submitting a special request to report the entire situation directly to the Five Pillars Council. Now we just need to wait for orders."

The person who had previously suggested that everyone carefully review the materials asked the question.

"Captain, if they really are ancient people, their value will far exceed our imagination. Why don't we verify their authenticity ourselves first?"

"Of course I know its value is beyond imagination, which is why I made this choice. Do you know why I'm the captain and you're just the first mate? That's the difference!"

"But, Captain..."

The man tried to speak further to persuade her, but was immediately interrupted.

"Alright, shut up. Your brain is indeed sharp, but that's all. Remember, I am the captain!"

The first mate, who had been reprimanded, obediently shut his mouth, but he was still resentful and thought fiercely to himself.

One day, you'll regret it!

Seeing that the matter had been settled, everyone present left the meeting room.

The captain rubbed his head slightly, noticed one of the remaining passengers, and asked.

"What, is there anything else?"

"Captain, what should we do with those two?"

"Move them to the best rooms, and also, give number two some treatment."

"Yes, Captain!"

The man then asked again.

"Captain, what about the true energy limiters on them?"

"Keep wearing it; don't take it off. This is a necessary precaution, and no one can say anything about it."

"Clear!"

After his subordinates left, the captain let out a long sigh of relief alone in the conference room.

How could he not understand the value of the two of them?

Unfortunately, he was only the captain of a mission ship; if it were a research ship, he might have taken the first mate's suggestion into consideration.

In this situation, doing nothing and leaving it to your superiors is the safest course of action.

If their backgrounds are true, he will have made some contribution, though not a huge one, but certainly not insignificant.

If the two people's backgrounds are fake, he will at most waste one special application privilege, and the loss will not be significant.

Avoiding mistakes is more important than making meritorious contributions, after all, he is already the captain and has long passed the stage where he needs to work hard.

The more you have, the more afraid you are of losing it.

Ren had already been led to a new room.

Compared to the previous cramped interrogation room, this room was like heaven. The moment Ren entered, he knew that the room used spatial technology.

It wasn't that Ren was particularly knowledgeable, but rather that he had seen the door to the next room before entering.

The doors to this room are only a little over a meter apart from the doors to the two adjacent rooms, but once inside, the space feels incredibly spacious.

Sunshine, meadows, palaces, mountains, and rivers.

Upon entering the palace, Ren realized that none of it was a mere image; at least, this palace wasn't.

Moreover, Ren also sensed Natural Energy in this room.

Although it was far inferior to the Shinobi World, and Ren was unable to absorb it and convert it into true essence at this time, it still demonstrated its superb technical skills in every aspect.

Having been told he was free to move around the room, Ren began to wander around.

Yes, they are all real; the mountains and rivers are not textures.

Only the sun overhead was a fake, Ren noticed the moment he entered.

As Ren entered an orchard, his eyes began to light up.

Not only is the concentration of Natural Energy here Jonin world, but more importantly, Ren couldn't help but swallow his saliva as he looked at the peach on the tree.

Ren mentally compared the technology of the Ōtsutsuki Clan with the technology of the world before him.

Without judging which is superior or inferior, the technology of this world is undoubtedly more suitable for humans.

Ren reached out his hand, silently repeating the same words to himself.

I already said I'm free to do as I please, so picking a bunch of peaches isn't too much to ask, right?