On the river beach of the Naka River, three hundred children were like puppets pulled by invisible strings, kneeling and sitting uniformly on the hot pebbles.
The midday sun was so fierce that it made the river water glow with white light like fish scales, which was so dazzling that it made people dizzy.
But these three hundred children remained motionless. Sweat slid down their young cheeks and dripped into the crevices of the rocks and evaporated instantly, but no one raised their hands to wipe it away.
Uchiha Xuan stood on the edge of a high cliff, holding a half-eaten rice ball in his hand.
"Let's begin." He threw the half piece of cold rice ball into the river below, startling a few swimming fish.
Chiyo Saori at the foot of the cliff didn't say any nonsense, and his fingers were beating rapidly on a huge instrument that had been set up.
The instrument is connected to the red copper pillar in the center of the First Flame Hall. Countless black pipelines extend into the river bottom like blood vessels, and are finally connected to the "Fire Seal" node buried under the feet of each child.
Buzz--
The low-frequency vibration sound instantly overwhelmed the sound of the river flowing.
The burning smell in the air became stronger, like a sign before a wire short circuit.
Full frequency resonance mode starts.
The bodies of three hundred children were shaken at the same time.
Their pupils began to dilate rapidly, their originally clear or frightened eyes gradually became blurred, and their breathing rates became strangely consistent.
The sounds of inhaling and exhaling, as if three hundred people were one, converged into an eerie bellows sound on the river beach.
This is simulating "bloodline resonance", except that the source is no longer the old ghosts who died in the coffin, but Uchiha Xuan standing on the cliff looking down at all living beings.
"The data access is good." Chiyo's voice came through the loudspeaker, cold, "80% of the subjects' dopamine secretion surged, and the hippocampus showed an attachment response to the 'source'. They felt happy..."
Happiness?
Xuan sneered.
That's a bioelectric current created by the system, just like feeding a mouse too much sugar water.
At this moment, a noise suddenly appeared in the regular breathing.
On the left side of the river beach, a seven or eight-year-old boy suddenly arched his body and let out a beast-like growl from his throat.
Immediately afterwards, as if there was some chain reaction, more than thirty children began to struggle violently. Some even clung to the ground with their nails. Their fingertips were full of blood, but they shouted vague names in their mouths-"Sir Izuna", "Sir Hikaku".
Chiyo frowned. "Rejection occurred. Brain wave monitoring detected the memory remnants of Warring States Era. Thirty-seven people, marked as 'high-risk blood inheritance remnants'."
"Lock them up first." Xuan turned around and walked back, "Don't kill them, they are all good consumables."
At night, the sharp sound of the alarm in the detention room tore through the silence.
The boy who was the first to react violently ran away.
When Xuan pushed open the heavy iron door, it was already a mess inside.
Two guards who tried to inject sedatives had their ribs broken and lay on the ground groaning in pain.
The boy stood in the corner, his originally gray prison uniform torn to pieces by chakra.
At this moment, his eyes were shedding blood and tears crazily, and the red and black patterns were spinning in his eyes - it turned out to be a Mangekyō Sharingan pattern that looked exactly like Izuna Uchiha.
"You... are all traitors!" The boy's voice didn't sound like a child at all. It was hoarse and old, as if he was possessed by something. "How dare you... how dare you betray the will of Lord Madara!"
His hands Hand Seals are incredibly fast, which is the ancient fire escape technique that has long been lost in Shinobi World.
The Fire Seal countermeasure in the guard's hand flashed red, but it didn't work at all.
The chakra in the boy's body is locked by this ancient blood inheritance power, and does not accept external instructions at all.
Chiyo was about to mobilize the puppets to suppress it, but Xuan raised his hand to stop him.
"Interesting." Xuan unbuttoned his cuffs slowly, "You have been dead for decades, and you still want to resurrect in the body of a brat like this?"
He didn't even use any ninjutsu, he just walked straight towards the boy who was on the verge of going berserk.
The boy - or rather the afterimage attached to his consciousness, felt a terrifying sense of oppression.
He roared angrily, and the unformed Fire Release moved towards Xuandang's hood.
Xuan didn't even raise his eyelids. The moment those flames touched his body, they were swallowed up by an invisible black film.
He walked up to the boy and gently touched the boy's eyebrow with his right index finger.
"Look at me." Xuan's voice was very soft.
In an instant, Myriad Phenomena Devouring System started roaring to life.
This time, it did not swallow energy, but reversely output a reconstructed data stream.
That is a "pseudo-history" pieced together after systematically analyzing countless souls of the Warring States Period.
Deep in the boy's consciousness, the ocean of memories that originally belonged to the "Glory of the Ancestors" was torn apart in an instant.
What he saw was no longer the heroic figure of Madara Uchiha sweeping across the battlefield, but a humble, trembling shadow - that was his proud Warring States ancestor, kneeling like a dog in front of a dark shadow, wagging its tail and begging for mercy from the man whose face he couldn't see clearly.
And the aura exuded by that man was exactly the same as the finger that was touching his eyebrows.
"No... that's impossible... that's fake..."
The Mangekyō Sharingan in the boy's eyes instantly shattered. He held his head and screamed in despair.
The collapse of faith is more complete than the destruction of the body.
He frantically tore at the fragments of his clan emblem on his prison uniform, as if trying to remove the shame of his life.
"My ancestor died early..." The boy collapsed on the ground, his eyes were blurred, and his saliva drooled all over the floor, "Weixuan will live forever... Weixuan will live forever..."
Xuan retracted his fingers and shook the non-existent dust in disgust.
"Take care of it." He turned around and walked out of the detention room without even looking at the boy on the ground.
Early the next morning, the third version of <Awakened Children Management Regulations> was officially released.
The Fire Seal calibration frequency for all Uchiha Clan survivors has been shortened from once a month to once every seven days.
Those who refuse will be directly dealt with as "preparatory prisoners for genetic rebellion".
At the same time, the roar of the mechanical arm came from the mobile fortress in the sky.
A new batch of Fire Seal Regulator with built-in "memory preload template" began to roll off the production line in batches.
Late at night, Xuan stood at the top of the First Flame Hall, watching the last line of red warning words on the system panel gradually turn green, and finally calmed down.
[The ancient resonance link has been broken.]
The boy's riot last night was the last struggle of the old era. Now, this thread is broken.
Chiyo appeared quietly behind him, holding the latest list in his hand.
"Sir, the thirty-seven high-risk remnants have been injected with muscle relaxants, and their vital signs are stable." Chiyo's voice was a little erratic in the night wind, "According to your instructions, they were not sent back to the cell."
Xuan looked at the dark underground entrance in the distance, which looked like a throat leading to hell.
"Since the brain cannot be cleaned, then use it in another way." Xuan turned the trigger on his thumb and said in a calm tone, "Send it to the underground purification center. Even if it is a pile of rotten meat, as long as the blood is still hot, it will have value."