Back at Konoha Hospital, it hadn't seemed so bad. But once he arrived at the camp, it was enough to work a person to death.
Don't be fooled by the fact that medical ninja didn't need to go to the battlefield and could stay in camp. Few people understood just how busy they were.
Especially when there were many wounded patients, leaving you without even time to eat.
And Jingyi Hyuga happened to be the one in charge of the medical ward. Whenever they encountered a difficult patient, they came to him first.
"Looks like you made quite a haul."
"Not bad, but the next step will depend on you, Jingyi-kun."
Orochimaru placed a sealing scroll on the table. He was very curious about how Jingyi gave puppets life.
"How many?"
Dragging his exhausted body along, Jingyi picked up the scroll and weighed it in his hand.
"Two hundred."
Orochimaru revealed two rows of gleaming white teeth. Perhaps due to spending too much time around corpses, his entire presence carried an eerie air.
"I'll give you twenty. The rest are mine."
Jingyi was not being too greedy and gave Orochimaru one-tenth of them.
"No problem."
Orochimaru agreed without hesitation.
He did not care how many puppets there were. He only cared about how Jingyi gave them life.
Jingyi held the scroll and gestured at Orochimaru with his eyes. You can leave now. It wouldn't be convenient for anyone to see the final step.
But Orochimaru showed no intention of leaving.
Seeing that Jingyi wanted him gone, he made a suggestion:
"Let me watch. All the puppets that come after will be yours."
"The materials I brought should be enough to make around five hundred puppets."
Damn!
Did Orochimaru rob someone? Carrying around so many materials... Was research really that profitable?