"Student?"
Kakashi and Hatake Sakumo looked at each other and saw a hint of surprise in each other's eyes.
Kakashi has been following the members of the Public Security Department, so he generally knows what they are here for.
But he didn't expect that his father would also "further study" with him.
"Believe me, after three months, you will thank me for my arrangement today. And Kakashi, you have to work hard. After three months, I will have a big gift for you."
After saying that, he waved to the two of them and left, leaving behind Kakashi and Hatake Sakumo who looked confused.
Early the next morning.
When the elites of the Public Security Department woke up in a luxurious single dormitory comparable to that of later generations, and after enjoying the breakfast delivered to the door by puppets accurately, Yamato led them to another area of the base.
After passing through several alloy gates that required double verification of irises and voiceprints, a smell of disinfectant mixed with some strange, fishy-sweet smell hit my face.
In front of everyone's eyes is a huge biological laboratory that can accommodate a football field.
On the ceiling, countless mechanical arms move slowly like branches of a steel forest. On the surrounding walls, there are huge glass culture tanks, which are soaked with various strange biological tissues, undulating slightly in the blue nutrient solution, exuding an ominous light.
In the center of the laboratory, stood two figures who made everyone's eyelids jump wildly yesterday.
They have the same pale skin, the same golden vertical pupils, the same long black hair, and even the same movements of sticking out their tongues and licking their lips.
It's our "Twins"Orochimaru!
One of them, Orochimaru, spoke, his voice hoarse and magnetic. He looked at the "freshmen" in front of him with interest, his eyes were like looking at rows of frogs waiting to be dissected.
"Welcome to my laboratory. From today on, I will be in charge of your first lesson of 'refresher training'."
The other Orochimaru pressed the button on the console next to him.
Buzz--
The ground in the center of the laboratory slowly cracked open, and rows of huge cylindrical culture tanks rose up.
Different from the ones on the wall, these culture tanks are soaked in red cell tissue the size of a fist, beating like a heart! A violent, ferocious, and destructive Chakra wave escaped from it, causing goosebumps to appear on the skin of everyone present.
"This is..."
Shisui Uchiha and Itachi's pupils suddenly shrank, and Sharingan turned on instantly, staring at the red cell cluster.
This Chakra... They had experienced similar descriptions in the top secret files of the Public Security Department.
Orochimaru seemed to enjoy their shocked expressions, with the corners of his mouth grinning in a sickly arc.
"This is Tailed Beast cell."
"Your first lesson of 'admission' is very simple." He stretched out his finger and pointed at the pulsating cell clusters, "Transplant them into your body."
"The goal... let your Chakra volume at least triple within three months."
The entire laboratory fell silent for an instant.
Everyone thought they heard wrong.
Transplant Tailed Beast cells?
What an international joke!
Shinobi World Who doesn't know the violence and lethality of Tailed Beast Chakra? Not to mention the transplant, even if it is Jinchūriki, if you are not careful, it will be backlashed by Tailed Beast Chakra, run wild and out of control, and eventually become a monster that only knows destruction!
This is no longer "further study", this is risking one's life!
"I object!"
A voice broke the silence.
He is a Uchiha elite from the Public Security Department, Natsuki Uchiha.
"We Uchiha Clan have noble blood! How can we use such filthy things to taint our bodies and blood!"
His words resonated with several other Uchiha clan members in the team. They all frowned, with resistance written all over their faces.
Even Kakashi, Shisui and others frowned.
Although they are not as extreme as Natsuki Uchiha, this method of relying on external forces, especially such dangerous external forces to forcibly increase their strength, completely violates the ninja creed they have accepted since childhood.
It's a shortcut, but more like a shortcut to hell.
"Lord Orochimaru."
Kabuto Yakushi pushed up his glasses and asked calmly, "You just said that this is just the first lesson of 'admission'. So, we want to know, what are the risks of accepting this kind of transplant?"
He is no longer the young man who followed Orochimaru in search of a sense of identity. Over the years of the Public Security Department, he has developed his own methods and structure, and his character has been tempered to be extremely calm. Now he only cares about the core issue - the price.
"Risk?"
The two Orochimaru laughed at the same time, and their smiles made people's scalp numb.
One of them stuck out his long tongue, licked his lips, and pressed another button.
The huge screen behind them lit up instantly and started playing a video.
In the picture, a strange ninja was fixed on the experimental table and injected with red cell fluid. At first, he was just shaking violently, but soon, his body swelled up like a balloon, and countless twisted sarcomas appeared under his skin. Finally, with a shrill scream, and a "bang" sound, his whole body exploded into a puddle of flesh and blood with an indistinguishable shape.
The scene stopped abruptly.
"See? This is the price." Orochimaru's voice was hoarse with a hint of pleasure, "In the previous fusion experiment of Tailed Beast cells, the death rate was about 59.7%."
"But you are lucky." He changed the subject, "We have improved the stabilizer, which can reduce the mortality rate... well, probably to less than 1%."
"Of course, this is only the first transplant. Depending on your physical characteristics, there will be a second and third transplant... The mortality rate will not be zero each time."
He looked around at the pale faces of everyone and said slowly, "It's up to you whether you dare or not. In the words of Little Chen, the base does not raise waste, and those who give up can turn around and leave now."
Cold words, like sharp knives, pierce everyone's heart.
1% mortality rate.
It doesn't sound high, but who can guarantee that they are not the unlucky "1"?
What's more, this is just the beginning!
For a moment, everyone fell into a fierce ideological struggle. The pride of Uchiha, the creed of the ninja, the fear of death, and... the desire for the phrase "Chakra tripled" were fighting crazily in their minds.
Natsuki Uchiha's face turned blue and white, and his lips trembled. In the end, he did not dare to say another word.
In this suffocating silence, a figure walked out first.
It's Hatake Sakumo.
He calmly walked Earth Flow in front of Orochimaru, with no hesitation in his clear eyes.
"I accept."
Three simple words, but they were like thunder, exploding in everyone's ears.
Kakashi looked at his father and his eyes widened instantly.
Hatake Sakumo knows that the boss has gone to great lengths to gather them here, not just to let them die. Behind this seemingly crazy way of strengthening, there must be a deeper plan hidden. If you want to keep up with that man's footsteps, if you want to have the power to protect the village and change your own future, you must abandon all unnecessary pride and reserve!
"I accept it too." Kakashi followed closely, his voice equally calm.
"Lord Orochimaru, I accept it too." Kabuto Yakushi also stood up. He himself has no special blood talent, but he can secure the position of deputy minister of the Public Security Department. First, he relies on Senju Chen's support, and second, his extraordinary analytical ability.
Now there is a huge opportunity to make himself stronger, and he will definitely not miss it. Not to mention a near-perfect improvement, even if it is only 50%, he will dare to take the risk.
"I accept it too." At this time Shisui Uchiha also stood up, because he also believed that Senju Chen would not harm them.
With a few leaders now, where is the retreat for the remaining Public Security Department elites?
They gritted their teeth and stepped forward one after another.
"I... I did it too!"
"Damn it, just die! The mortality rate is only 1%, a triple increase. It's better than being stabbed through the heart by the enemy on the battlefield!"
In the end, everyone chose to accept it.
Orochimaru nodded with satisfaction. "Very good, a smart choice."