"Roku, how long would it take to redo it without the experimental records?" Dave asked, swallowing.
"I don't know. It could take decades, or it could take a few years. I developed this through experiments with over a thousand different metals and hundreds of thousands of different combinations. I recorded everything in there." Orochiroku felt a little dizzy.
"Uh... good luck, then? I'm heading out..." Dave had no idea what to say, so he hurried away.
Dave arrived at the hospital after receiving word that Danzo had been hospitalized.
"How'd you end up in the hospital?" Dave asked as he entered the room.
"Mmph, mmph, mmph..." Danzo was wrapped in bandages from head to toe, muffled sounds constantly escaping his mouth.
"Uh, let me answer for Lord Hokage. Lord Madara beat him up. Nothing major—his heart was still beating, so I saved him," the attending physician said with a smile as he came in.
"Really? What did he do to piss off Uncle Madara?" Dave asked in confusion.
"That, I don't know. Ask Lord Hokage once he's recovered. Here's his medical record. I'll be going now." The doctor shrugged, handed Dave the medical record, and left.
Then Danzo made a couple of muffled noises toward the phone beside him, and Dave handed it to him.
Following Danzo's instructions, Dave typed out what he wanted to say.
"Lord Madara suddenly came to see me earlier, saying something about dispensing heavenly justice for the Uchiha, and then he beat me up..." Dave muttered, utterly baffled.
Danzo continued directing Dave to type.
"Hurry and check on Uchiha Fugaku. Before Lord Madara hit me, he asked where Fugaku was..." Dave smiled at the words he had typed.
"Check on him, my ass. It wouldn't matter even if that brat got killed," Dave said