Fortunately, it was still wartime. As commander, Orochimaru probably wouldn't openly make a move against me, and he seemed more inclined toward "luring me in" and "cooperation."
But his ship would sink in a few years. Getting aboard now would be asking for trouble.
Lin Ze knew that not long after the Third Shinobi World War ended and Minato Namikaze became the Fourth Hokage, Orochimaru defected from Konoha. His subordinates would have a hard time in Konoha, with the vast majority ruthlessly purged.
When he returned to Squad B-5's camp, Fox gave him a questioning look.
Lin Ze merely shook his head gently and said nothing more.
Some things were better known by as few people as possible.
Lin Ze sat beside the campfire, watching the dancing flames as a barely perceptible sharp glint flashed through his eyes.
Orochimaru... I hope you don't provoke me. Otherwise, even if you're one of the legendary Sannin, I'll make you taste what power from another world is really like!
But thinking of Orochimaru brought Lin Ze's thoughts to another question, something he had considered long ago-the Ryūmyaku!
The Ryūmyaku wasn't something he could absorb just by opening his mouth. To use it as a "chakra power bank," he needed not only the relevant Sealing Jutsu, but also technical knowledge concerning artificial tailed beasts.
Lin Ze was gradually mastering Sealing Jutsu, but at his current level, creating an artificial tailed beast was absolutely impossible.
Although someone named Shinnō would eventually create Zero-Tails, Naruto would already be fifteen or sixteen by then. That was nearly twenty years away, and Lin Ze couldn't wait that long.
So he set his sights on Konoha!
Lin Ze remembered that Shinnō came from the Sky Ninja Village, a small shinobi village without a tailed beast of its own.