Soon afterward.
Feng Yao arrived with Kabuto and some tools.
With them was a White Zetsu bound by Hidden Shadow Snake Hands.
This White Zetsu was a clone Orochimaru had cultivated from the White Zetsu Feng Yao had captured earlier.
Kabuto saw Nagato and the hideous giant statue behind him.
He immediately realized he had discovered an incredible secret.
He swallowed.
Sweat drenched his back.
He thought his end was near.
Trembling, he transplanted Hashirama Cells into Nagato.
Transplanting Hashirama Cells might sound impressive.
In practice, the transplant was very simple.
It only required taking the Hashirama Cells they had developed.
And stitching them to the recipient's flesh.
With the extraordinary vitality of Hashirama Cells.
The flesh at the stitches would soon fuse with the Hashirama Cells.
Then they would affect the entire body through blood circulation.
Feng Yao noticed something was off with Kabuto.
He immediately understood what Kabuto was thinking.
He smiled helplessly and patted Kabuto's shoulder.
"Don't be nervous. I know what you're thinking. I won't let anything happen to you. You're a talent I value!"
Kabuto took a deep breath.
With that assurance from Feng Yao, he set aside his unease.
Next came replacing Nagato's legs with White Zetsu's.
The process went smoothly too, and White Zetsu's legs soon fused with Nagato's severed legs.
The two colors at the joins were somewhat different, which looked a little odd.
But compared to being able to move, these were minor matters.
"Phew, thank you."
Nagato felt as though a weight had been lifted.
He could feel sensation in his legs and could already stand up without any trouble.
As for the pain of the Black Receivers embedded in his body, Nagato said he had long since grown used to it.
As for the Hashirama Cells, their effects were