Uchiha Ling felt he had done enough for the day and opened his eyes.
She Ci asked, "Uchiha Ling, describe your current condition in detail."
Uchiha Ling had never lost consciousness. He had heard all of Anko's and Sarutobi Miyagi's answers.
"My temples and the back of my head hurt. There's a stinging pain in my neck, and my hands and feet itch."
Seeing no obvious mutations on Uchiha Ling's body, unlike Sarutobi Miyagi, who had nearly turned into a monster, She Ci wrote on her paper:
Subject 195: high compatibility, rated Grade A.
She thought Orochimaru had been lucky this time. He had encountered two Grade A subjects at once, along with a Grade B subject who had survived.
As for the last one... She Ci looked at Dule Jiong.
Dule Jiong was in even worse condition than Sarutobi Miyagi.
She Ci cut open Dule Jiong's clothes, exposing his upper body.
Horrifyingly, there seemed to be four or five extra snakes beneath the shallow layers of his flesh. These long, snake-shaped things burrowed through his flesh, pushing up his skin.
Sometimes, the snake-shaped things disappeared and his flesh returned to normal. That was when they burrowed into his internal organs, only to emerge from another part of his chest.
Before long, these snake-shaped things broke through his skin.
They were not snakes. They were... layers upon layers of snake scales, forming heads shaped like pinecones.
These snake scales bloomed across Dule Jiong's skin.
The scales piled up layer after layer. In no time, more than ten layers covered Dule Jiong's body. His entire frame swelled, making him look like a mummy wrapped in thick snake scales.
Dule Jiong suddenly opened his eyes.
But layers of snake scales had piled around his eye sockets, forming pits.
His eyeballs were buried