"Why are you only getting back now?"
Obito looked at the phantom in the sea and asked softly.
The pig-cage-like head popped out from beside the railing, and White Zetsu, who was about to speak, froze on his face.
Black Zetsu coldly replied, "We've run into some trouble; something happened at the base."
"What's up?"
Obito paused, then asked without turning his head.
"Sandal's body is gone."
Upon hearing this, Obito's pupils contracted sharply, and his fists clenched slightly.
"Yeah..."
With just a soft murmur, Obito fell silent.
Black Zetsu glanced at the disguised figure's back and frowned slightly.
It seems this lovestruck young man has his own ulterior motives. He has no intention of following Madara's plan obediently at all.
Otherwise, this guy wouldn't have reacted so little if Madara's body had disappeared.
" Nagato is fighting that person. Let White Zetsu go check on the situation."
Black Zetsu nodded, his body slowly sinking.
There's no need to argue with Obito; it doesn't matter whether it's in his own eyes or in that other person's...
Obito's role was merely that of a pawn.
After the Black and White Zetsu figures disappeared, Obito stared blankly at the Three-Tails Jinchūriki swimming in the water, but still refrained from making a move.
Perhaps it was because they were too close, and they were afraid of attracting Haruma's attention.
Or perhaps it was the news brought by Black Zetsu that Obito to change his current actions.
The company's basement level.
Inside the brightly lit laboratory, Haruma looked at Orochimaru with slight surprise, "This body is truly extraordinary."
Under Haruma's perception, Orochimaru's body not only possessed a stronger life force, but its cellular activity had also surpassed that of Hidan's original body.
Orochimaru smiled slightly, casually took out a sharp scalpel, and made a cut on his forearm.
Warm, scarlet blood oozed out; one second, two seconds later, the flesh cut open by the blade began to heal visibly.
Orochimaru licked his lips, his tone slightly excited, "After the reincarnation technique succeeded, I directly injected the Hashirama Cells into this body."
"The immortality is preserved, and the ability to heal itself has been added."
Orochimaru spoke, Haruma bowed slightly, "Thank you for the gift, boss."
With the body of the Jashin god demon, the cells of the First Hokage, and his mastery of substitution techniques and the Cursed Seal Reincarnation Technique, Orochimaru has truly stacked up all sorts of life-saving buffs.
Haruma waved her hand, "As long as you're satisfied, that's fine. The company provides all the benefits you'd expect, except for the money."
As long as money isn't a topic of conversation, Haruma is quite generous.
"Judging from your current state, did you notify me to come here because the Kimimaro matter can be resolved?"
Haruma plopped down on the operating table and asked softly.
Orochimaru licked his lips and took out a vial of clear medicine from his pocket.
Looking at the purplish-red liquid in the syringe, Orochimaru's eyes gleamed. " Hidan's cells, and the First Hokage's cells fused together."
"There might be a little bit of pain, but Kimimaro can endure it. I can't guarantee a full recovery, but it will definitely greatly alleviate the worsening of the Kekkei Genkai Disease."
"So..."
Haruma raised his hand and extended his index finger. The white bone protruding from his fingertip instantly transformed into a sharp bone knife!
With two fingers together and a little force applied by Haruma, a small piece of skin and flesh was shaved off the middle finger and landed directly on the operating table.
"If that doesn't work, just fuse my cells in as well. That should solve Kimimaro's Kekkei Genkai Disease, right?"
By the time Haruma finished asking that question, the injury to her middle finger had completely healed.
Orochimaru was slightly taken aback at first, then immediately took out a medical instrument and carefully placed the small piece of flesh from the operating table into it as if it were a precious treasure.
Although Orochimaru had always wanted to research his boss's cells, he could only keep it as a thought in the end, considering the fate of Orochimaru.
Now that we have such a great opportunity, we must study it carefully.
"Don't worry, boss."
Orochimaru stared intently at the flesh and blood still wriggling slightly in the vessel, his Kakuzu stretched to the back of his ears in a wide grin.
These are life cells comparable to those of the Sage of Six Paths!
In Orochimaru's eyes, this small lump of minced meat was more important than billions of dollars!
If I hadn't known Orochimaru's character...
Just looking at that utterly infatuated gaze gave Haruma goosebumps.
Simply put, it's disgusting...
Uchiha Clan headquarters, the clan head's residence.
In the corridor, Mikoto was holding a pot of hot tea and was pouring tea for someone.
The aroma of tea wafts through the air, and the smoke curls around.
Haruma taking a sip of hot tea, the nausea slowly subsided.
Watching Orochimaru manipulate and study his cells in the lab left me with a somewhat uneasy feeling.
After a while
Seeing Mikoto kneeling beside her after brewing tea, looking hesitant to speak, Haruma asked directly, " Mikoto, just say what you want to say."
"Don't be so polite with me."
As Haruma put down her teacup, she quickly added, "As long as you're not borrowing money, everything is negotiable."
Mikoto: "..."
I wasn't planning on borrowing money from you.
"Oh, then that won't be difficult. Please feel free to speak."
Mikoto rolled her eyes and cleared her throat. "I heard from Fugaku that you, Haruma, are now unmatched in the Shinobi World."
Haruma nodded naturally; in this timeline of the Shinobi World, he could indeed be considered invincible.
Upon hearing this,
Mikoto asked, puzzled, "With your strength, ruling five countries directly shouldn't require such trouble, right?"
Why do people still need to hide their identities when doing things these days?
After thinking for Haruma, Qingtian roughly understood what Mikoto meant by asking that question.
As the matriarch of the Uchiha Clan, Mikoto generally doesn't concern herself with clan affairs, so it's unusual for her to ask questions.
That can only be because...
Family, I suppose.
Itachi has been gone for several years, and he and Fugaku have seen each other very little. Now even Sasuke has become a publicly acknowledged missing-nin...
"If you're worried, Mikoto, I'll have Itachi and Sasuke come back first."
Mikoto's pretty face flushed slightly, a mixture of shyness at having her intentions seen through by Haruma and excitement at the prospect of reuniting with her two sons.
Although her thoughts were exposed, Mikoto's doubts were not an excuse.
She truly didn't understand why Haruma Boy, despite his immense strength, would continue to use such underhanded methods... to plot against the Shinobi World.
Seeing Mikoto's puzzled expression, Haruma didn't mind talking about it.
"A reign of terror based on force is indeed more time-saving and less strenuous."
"But this process will result in the deaths of many workers."
Mikoto: "..."
So, before the war even started, the enemy had already become your labor force...?
Haruma took a sip of hot tea. "And those defeated nations, those ruled ninjas—why would they willingly work for me? Help me make money?"
Hearing this, Mikoto seemed to understand something. " Haruma, you want them all to hate Akatsuki, and then you'll reveal your true identity as an ally?"
"Pretty much the same, I guess."
Leaning against a pillar in the Haruma, she crossed her legs and said, "Besides, those remote countries can't unite without the appeal of the Five Great Nations."
"Wait for the five nations to unite and everyone..."