A trace of killing intent flashed through Kinshiki's eyes as he looked coldly at Jigen. "This is the second way you mentioned? A human?"
Jigen smiled, his smile eerily strange. "Kinshiki, you underestimate humans. Their bodies may be frail, but the intelligence in their heads can sometimes be more dangerous than chakra."
"The fact that they established a complete ninjutsu system in such a short time is itself a terrifying gift."
"But that is merely a product of the old era."
Just then, the scruffy middle-aged man spoke, his tone as calm as if he were discussing the weather.
"My esteemed Otsutsuki lords, my name is Amado. I'm a scientist who conducts research."
A scientist?
Momoshiki and the others found this unfamiliar term rather bewildering.
"In the new age of shinobi, whoever controls the most advanced Scientific Ninja Tools will rule the world."
"I need you lords to steal the research on Scientific Ninja Tools being secretly developed in the various undermanned shinobi villages."
"With that data, I can instantly advance the technology at my disposal fifty years beyond this era."
Momoshiki could not help interrupting. "Just what the hell is a Scientific Ninja Tool?"
No sooner had he spoken than Jigen pulled a strangely shaped metal wrist guard out of an alternate dimension, aimed it at Momoshiki, and pulled the trigger without ceremony.
There were no hand seals and no preliminary chakra fluctuations.
Boom!
A mass of scorching flames instantly exploded before Momoshiki.
A moment later, Momoshiki raised the Rinnegan in his palm and easily absorbed the flames, but his face was filled with confusion. "This is a Scientific Ninja Tool?"
It was clearly a piece of lifeless metal, yet it could release chakra-based ninjutsu. That simply defied common sense.
Humans really were creatures full of surprises.
"So the