Orochimaru finally couldn't bear it any longer, and his low and hoarse laughter echoed in the empty conference room.
"Little Chen... The most correct thing I have done in my life is that I did not treat you as an ordinary descendant of Senju, but accepted you as my disciple... No, you are now the leader who walks in front of all of us!"
Kabuto Yakushi was also excited, his face turned red, and he quickly wrote on the notebook. The pen tip even made a harsh rustling sound on the page due to high-speed friction.
"Psychic array parallel model... external memory expansion storage... artificial god brute force cracking project..."
Kabuto took a deep breath and closed the book, his eyes full of awe. "Lord Chen, if we follow this idea, the entire Shinobi World kingdom of the dead may open its door to us in the future."
Senju Chen nodded with satisfaction.
This is the effect he wants.
This group of scientific madmen is not incompetent, but their vision is not high enough. As long as they are given sufficient resources and a correct high-dimensional vision, their explosive productivity is enough to overturn the historical trajectory of any world.
Obito in the outside world is still fighting for Rin Nohara in Kamui Dimension, and is preparing to use the Genjutsu dream of all mankind to escape himself;
Black Zetsu also First Gate went out of his way to save her mother who had been trapped for thousands of years.
And deep in this underground area, the real torrent of destruction and creation has completed the gear meshing in silence.
"Okay, the macro direction has been set. How to do it specifically? The three of you will make a detailed schedule and resource consumption table."
Senju Chen stood up, patted the non-existent dust on the corner of his clothes, picked up Death God Mask on the table, and turned it around at will with his fingertips.
"Teacher Orochimaru, Ryūchi Cave How are you preparing over there?"
"Teacher Orochimaru, Ryūchi Cave, how are you preparing?"
Senju Chen turned Death God Mask with his fingertips. In the empty eye sockets of the mask, the white bones shimmered under the fluorescent light.
Orochimaru did not answer immediately.
He turned around, pulled out a dark red scroll from his large laboratory robe, and placed it on the table full of test tubes.
"I have made a thorough synchronic adaptation of the clone based on the data you gave me." Orochimaru licked his upper lip lightly with the tip of his tongue, and his golden vertical pupils shrank into a thin line.
"But you still have to try it to know whether it will work in the end."
Three underground floors, living and leisure area.
Different from the cold and oppressive biochemical laboratories on the upper floors, the decoration on this floor is biased towards warm home tones. Not only is the solid wood floor laid, but there are even ultraviolet light strips simulating surface sunlight on both sides of the corridor, and the air is filled with a faint aroma of black tea.
In the suite at the end of the corridor.
Fu changed out of a tattered short shirt that was stained with mud and blood and put on a clean and soft gray sports sweater.
She was sitting on the soft leather sofa, her toes clinging tightly to the edges of her slippers unconsciously. Her whole figure looked like a little beast that had strayed into human territory, her back straight, and her orange eyes vigilantly scanning every corner of the room.
Bright oil paintings hang on the walls, sliced honeydew melons and freshly baked chestnut cakes are placed on the coffee table. Even the humidifier in the corner of the room is spewing water mist with the fragrance of daisies.
This smell...
Fu's heart trembled suddenly.
It's exactly the same as the floral fragrance I smelled in that abandoned mine!
"Chōmei..." She whispered in her heart.
"Stop shouting, I've been watching." Seven-Tails Chōmei's voice sounded in the sea of spiritual consciousness, and his tone was extremely complicated. "There are no suppression runes for Sealing Jutsu, no iron chains to restrain Chakra, and not even a hidden barrier for surveillance."
"He... really doesn't want to lock me up?" Fu grabbed the corner of her sweater and used so much force that her fingertips turned white.
Growing up, as Takigakure's "ultimate weapon", the places she visited most were cold and damp dungeons, and altars engraved with sealing incantations.
For her, freedom is a word that only appears in dreams.
For more than a month after escaping from Takigakure, she crawled around in the mud and gravel every day, hungry and full, until the man appeared.
Thinking of that man, Fu's breath suffocated slightly.
Senju Chen.
The Konoha Ninja who gave her rice balls for more than 20 days, carved words on rock walls, and controlled glowing birds and flowers, but in the valley just now, he used Wood Dragon seals to pull her back from the edge of rampage.
"Crack."
The door was pushed open gently.
Fu jumped up from the sofa as if she was electrocuted, and instantly retreated to the corner. She subconsciously put her hands in a fighting posture, and a low growl of caution came from her throat.
The person who walked in was Senju Chen.
He changed out of the turtleneck trench coat he wore during combat and wore simple black uniforms. He was holding a tray in his hand, with two bowls of steaming tonkotsu ramen on it.
"The vigilance is good, but the movements are too stiff."
Senju Chen Without even looking at Fu who was huddled in the corner, he walked straight to the coffee table, put the ramen down, and handed out a pair of split wooden chopsticks.
"Come and eat. I asked the kitchen to add double portions of barbecued pork."
Fu bit her lower lip and didn't move.
"What do you want?" Her voice was clear and crisp as a girl's, but it was very dry at the moment. "Seven-Tails has been sealed by you once. If you want to take away Tailed Beast, do it now! Don't torture me with this method!"
Senju Chen raised his eyebrows, pulled up a chair and sat down. He picked up a chopstick and took a big sip of ramen.
The rich aroma of bone broth filled the room.
Fu's stomach made a clear gurgling sound.
Her face suddenly turned red to the roots of her ears, but her eyes remained stubborn.
"Torture you?"
Senju Chen swallowed the noodles, took out a paper towel and wiped his mouth, looking at her with a half-smile, "Little girl, do you have any misunderstanding about the Seven-Tails in your body? If it is to extract Tailed Beast, when you are unconscious in the valley, I can completely remove the Chakra from your body, and then throw your body into the cracks in the ground to feed the dogs."
Fu's body trembled slightly.
"But I didn't do that. Not only did I not smoke, I also brought you back here, gave you a hot bath, changed you into new clothes, and even made you the chestnut cake you have been talking about for several days."
Senju Chen pointed at the plate of golden and soft pastries on the table, and said in a calm and calm tone, "I said, I want everything I like. Seven-Tails I want it, and I want you too."