"Again!"
With the Slug Sage and countless little slugs around, as long as he did not absorb too much natural energy at once, there was no risk of his entire body turning to stone. Jingyi gritted his teeth and kept trying.
Petrification.
"Again!"
Petrification.
"Again!"
"Agai... damn it!"
Who the hell said I was talented?
How many times had I petrified myself tonight?
Jingyi was cursing up a storm, unaware that the Slug Sage was already dumbfounded.
Little Jingyi was this brave?
Why did he feel just like Little Hashirama back then?
No, no, no. His progress was much faster than Little Hashirama's.
Jingyi might have petrified himself more times than Hashirama Senju, but his speed at absorbing natural energy was far more outrageous than Hashirama Senju's.
The Slug Sage said none of this. It quietly watched Jingyi grow increasingly impatient.
It did not understand. It truly did not understand.
His progress was clearly so fast, so why was Little Jingyi becoming impatient?
Was that simply human nature?
After the Slug Sage released the Reverse Summoning, Jingyi returned to the break room of the camp's medical ward.
Staring at the sky just beginning to brighten, Jingyi flopped limply onto the bed.
"I'm exhausted."
Senjutsu really was not meant for humans.
Recalling everything that had happened that night, Jingyi closed his eyes groggily.
It had been miserable and exhausting, but it was still far better than Naruto's experience.
At least he did not have to risk blowing out his ass like Naruto, sitting atop a sharp mountain peak, nor did he have to eat a disgusting feast of insects.
It was only slime, and it was not poisonous. It was uncomfortable, sure, but it also moisturized the skin. Plenty of people would kill for that.
Fortunately, not many patients had been