Orochimaru didn't even hold back the shock on his face for half a second before it was completely covered by the coldness in his eyes.
He retreated into the shadow on the side of the paper door, put his hands into the wide sleeves of his robe, and with his fingertips flying, quietly completed the prefix Summoning Technique.
A gray-brown venomous snake slid out along his forearm, and while hesitating, it passed by the Kunai he held in his palm.
The edge of the blade was filled with lethal venom, glowing with a cold blue light in the darkness.
As long as the group of ANBU outside the door dare to take even half a step.
Within a tenth of a second, this Kunai will bleed their captain's aorta on time.
The sound of clogs stopped outside the door.
Orochimaru tightened his fingers around the handle of the knife and quietly held his breath.
Then.
"Boom, boom."
The expected ninjutsu explosion did not appear, and no one kicked the door violently.
Instead, there were two knocks on the door that could be called sensible, even polite.
Orochimaru The hand holding the poison blade froze, hanging in the air, and paused for a few seconds.
Immediately afterwards, there was a dull sound of armor hitting stone slabs outside the door.
ANBU Captain, who was leading the team, knelt on one knee directly outside the door.
"Lord Orochimaru!"
"Master Fourth Hokage has the highest secret order!"
Orochimaru The killing intent in the golden vertical pupils was obviously stuck.
"You are specially appointed to take over S-Rank Independent Research Institute and serve as the chief scientist of Konoha!"
"There is no upper limit on research funding! The entire village will provide you with the materials you need!"
"Please go to Hokage Building immediately and meet the Fourth Generation!"
As the last word fell, there was complete silence in the basement.
Orochimaru was nailed to the spot, and the hand holding the poison Kunai still maintained an attacking posture.
He lowered his head and looked at the blue-lighting poison blade in his hand, and then at the bulging black baggage at his feet, filled with Scroll of Seals and ready to run away.
Chief scientist?
No upper limit on funding?
Are the materials readily available?
Orochimaru's usually cold and pale face showed an extremely rare sense of absurd confusion.
He stood there for several seconds.
Lower your head, raise your head, lower your head again.
The defensiveness and coldness in the golden vertical pupils receded like a tide at a speed visible to the naked eye.
The poisonous snake retracted his sleeve with a shudder, and he put the poisonous Kunai into his pocket quite naturally.
Then, he silently retracted his leg, aimed at the "defection gift bag" filled with half of his life's work on the ground, and kicked it without hesitation.
The package slid all the way out against the floor tiles, the seal paper rubbing against the ground, and then it slid accurately into the deepest part of the bed to eat dust.
Orochimaru slowly smoothed the wrinkles on the white kimono and pinned her long hair back.
A profound smile appeared on that sickly face, and a whisper escaped from his throat.
"Interesting..."
Konoha, suddenly I can stay for a while longer.
In the face of truth, what kind of bicycle do you want?
He opened the paper door.
The cold wind carried the night air in, the white robes rustled, and the flames of the oil lamps on the stage jumped wildly.
ANBU Captain raised his head respectfully and presented the commission scroll covered with bright red Hokage Seal with both hands.
Orochimaru took it and glanced at it. The various special permissions were written clearly.
The smile on his lips could not be suppressed at all, and his snake eyes were so bright in the night that it was frightening.
"Lead the way."
Orochimaru put his hands back into his sleeves leisurely and strode out of the courtyard.
"I also want to hear what our fourth generation plans to ask me to do."
A dozen ANBU elite guards were on the side, surrounding him and heading straight to the brightly lit Hokage Building.
As for the dusty package deep under the bed, it is estimated that it will never see the light of day again in this life.
Hokage Building Top.
It was a cold night, and the cold wind penetrated into the corridor along the half-opened windows, making the window paper at the end rattle.
Orochimaru followed behind ANBU Captain with his hands clasped, the clogs under his feet making a leisurely rhythm.
He was still thinking about what tricks Minato was planning to play.
No upper limit on funding?
He had heard this kind of empty promise made too many times by Hokage in the past.
There has never been a time when a project had just started to get off the ground, only to be forcibly stopped by the senior management using various disgusting reasons.
What's more, since Danzo's old dog was headshot in public by Madara Uchiha, all the bad debts of human experimentation have been exposed.
He Orochimaru has always been labeled a sinner.
Minato dares to spend a lot of resources to get him at this juncture, either the village is forced to a dead end, or his brain is broken.
ANBU Captain stopped in front of the heavy solid wood door and knocked three times.
"Lord Hokage, Lord Orochimaru are here."
"Please come in."
Minato's always gentle but penetrating voice came from inside.
Orochimaru straightened his collar and pushed open the door with his own hands.
There was no one around in the huge office, and only a warm yellow desk lamp was on.
Minato is sitting behind the desk in regular clothes, pressing two top-secret scrolls with both hands.
An extremely exaggerated gap suddenly appeared on the expensive solid wood table top.
There are still a few fresh wooden thorns protruding from the edge, which were obviously just taken out with brute force.
"Senior Orochimaru, please sit down."
Minato pointed to the only guest chair in front of the table.
Orochimaru did not move and simply ignored the chair.
He walked straight to the bookshelf on the side and leaned against it, his hands still clasped in his cuffs, with an undisguised joke on his pale face.
"The entire ANBU team was escorted, and there was no upper limit on the funds. The fourth generation really spent a lot of money."
He tilted his head, squinting at Minato with vertical pupils, and there was a knife hidden in his tone.
"Why, do you want me to repair the Kunai that are about to be scrapped at the entrance of the village, or do you want me to paint some boring Explosive Tag for Police Force?"
ANBU Captain by the door suddenly tightened his muscles, but Minato didn't respond at all.
With a calm expression, he pushed the heavy scroll forward on his left hand and accurately stopped in front of the crack on the table.
"Senior, please take a look at this first, and then we'll talk about it before it's too late."
Orochimaru hummed softly, Earth Flow walked slowly and slowly to the table, stretched out his pale and slender fingers and opened the cover page.
The pair of vertical pupils lazily scanned the illustrations on the homepage. Just after his eyes stopped for two seconds, his long nails tapped the paper.
"How dare you put this kind of trashy alloy ratio and forging process on the table?"
Orochimaru The disdain in his tone almost overflowed.
"The strength is barely passing, but the load is ridiculously high. Large-scale installation can directly drag down the village's logistics..."
While he was sarcastic, he casually turned to the second page.
The more vicious words that were on his lips suddenly got stuck in his throat.
Orochimaru The finger hanging in the air seemed to have been cast on a body-holding spell and could not fall down.
He flipped to the third page.
All the cool demeanor was forgotten.
Orochimaru placed his hands firmly on the table, leaned forward, and his whole face almost fit into the drawing.
Chakra absorption center, multi-frequency diversion line, Genjutsu reversal closed loop with no dead ends.
The dense high-level circuits were unreservedly reflected in his violently contracted golden pupils.
"Multi-frequency absorption disperses shock... reverse reverse with external Chakra..."
Orochimaru's breathing suddenly became heavy, hot breath sprayed on the paper, and his eyes were as bright as a hungry wolf seeing meat.
"Interesting! This completely overturns the existing Chakra increase logic!"
His fingers slid wildly along the circuit, and the deduction speed reached the extreme.
After two breaths, Orochimaru suddenly raised his head, and for the first time, he stared at Minato with the same fervent eyes as if he were looking at a similar monster.
"Genin puts on this iron shell and can actually withstand the penetration of Jonin's regular ninjutsu!"
Orochimaru's voice was hoarse to the extreme, with a bit of creepy excitement.
"Tell me, which lunatic came up with this design?!"