Gua couldn't make sense of Orochimaru.
Still, that did fit the original story-his pathological obsession with science. If Orochimaru found out Gua couldn't give him eternal life, would he off him?
Probably not, right?
We're too close for that.
Maybe we're not soulmates like Boya and Zhong Ziqi, united by a shared love of music, but we're at least a fine steed and the discerning judge who recognizes its worth. That kind of understanding is hard to find.
After all, there weren't many people willing to listen to him show off with knowledge from nine years of compulsory education.
But eternal life doesn't seem all that hard to achieve in the shinobi world.
Wouldn't Impure World Reincarnation do the trick?
Speaking of Impure World Reincarnation, Gua glanced back at Orochimaru. More than three months had passed since Orochimaru had given him the technique, equivalent to seven or eight years of study for an ordinary person. Naturally, Gua had figured a few things out.
"Gua, what are you thinking about?"
Seeing Gua glance at him, Orochimaru asked curiously.
Gua turned away. "Nothing. I need to go check on the Ninja Academy now."
Orochimaru nodded too.
"We do need to find out what happened."
The Hokage Office.
Listening to Aoba Yamashiro's report after he hurried back, the Third Generation was utterly numb.
What do you mean, Orochimaru came back?
And after coming back, he did nothing but fish a soundly sleeping Gua out of a pile of corpses?
He even beat up Aoba Yamashiro.
And he looked like he was going to defect?
"But there's no need to worry too much about any of that. Once Gua wakes up, Lord Orochimaru will realize he misunderstood us. It was only a sleeping potion that could make someone appear dead." Aoba Yamashiro finished