Watanabe Ichiro wore a blank expression, unsure how to respond. In the end, he merely turned his head away awkwardly and gave a quiet murmur of agreement.
Bringing everyone back to life... was that why Tobirama Senju had risked implanting the Rinnegan?
It was a little touching, admittedly, but Tobirama Senju was wasting his effort. I already bought resurrection items from the system. He doesn't need to figure out how to revive anyone.
Rather than spending time researching this, he should put his time and energy into experiments targeting Black Zetsu.
But what excuse could I use to convince him to shift his attention?
And what was his Rinnegan ability? With a wave of his hand just now, this disguise suddenly stopped needing points to stay alive. How on earth did he do that?
While Watanabe Ichiro was puzzling over these questions, the system finished its fresh analysis report on "Tobirama Senju." It ran to several hundred thousand words, the densely packed text enough to make anyone dizzy.
Back when the reports were only tens of thousands of words long, Watanabe Ichiro could still skim them and quickly find what he wanted. Now that they had suddenly ballooned to several hundred thousand words, he was genuinely at a loss-who could possibly read all that?!
"By the way, system, I've been wanting to complain about this for ages. Could you make these analysis reports shorter? They just keep getting longer. Do you have a condensed version that highlights the key points?"
Watanabe Ichiro poked the system in his mental world.
"I'm terribly sorry, dear host, but analyzing humans is very complicated. This is already the condensed version."
The system explained, helpfully providing an outline of the contents and a search bar before drawing out its words in a plaintive whine.
"Dear