Tobirama's pen paused as he worked intently, then dragged a long black line across the white paper.
After hearing Shingetsu's request, his brow abruptly furrowed. His expression darkened like dusk as he glared at her and demanded:
"...What trouble has Madara Uchiha gotten himself into this time?"
"You didn't know? Master stitched Uncle Hashirama's flesh onto himself."
Tobirama's mind exploded. He scrambled unsteadily out of his chair and blurted:
"How has he not turned into a tree yet?"
He had actually dared to stitch Big Brother's flesh directly onto himself. Did that man have a death wish?!
Before he knew it, cold sweat was streaming down Tobirama's forehead. As the researcher, he knew better than anyone just how deadly Hashirama cells were.
The second question that immediately surfaced in his mind was: where on earth had Madara Uchiha gotten Hashirama flesh?
Even now, the Senju Clan had never stopped researching Wood Release and Hashirama cells. Compared with the past, the only difference was between extremism and obsession.
During the fiercest fighting in the past, they had implanted the cells directly into clan members and prisoners of war. They had even tried it on some exceptionally gifted children. Yet without exception, everyone implanted with Hashirama cells had suffered a backlash from Wood Release and ultimately turned into a tree.
But even those horrific results had failed to extinguish the Senju Elders' craving for Wood Release. At their most deranged, they had even wanted to implant Hashirama cells into Tatsuki.
As the head of the research, Tobirama had ultimately stopped the Elders from carrying out that madness and chosen to share all the experimental records with Hashirama. Ever since then, Hashirama had been vehemently opposed to anyone using his cells for human experimentation.
So how exactly had Madara Uchiha gotten that flesh?