If pain had levels, Kakashi felt that what he was experiencing was the highest level.
It felt as if every cell in my body was being bitten by thousands of ants, a mixture of soreness, numbness, swelling, and pain, as if I had been subjected to a thousand tortures in an instant.
With his last shred of sanity, he grabbed the anesthetic pills beside him and plunged them into his arm.
The anesthetic took effect very quickly; in just over ten seconds, he felt dizzy and completely lost consciousness.
When Kakashi woke up again, he found himself lying on the table, feeling inexplicably refreshed.
He sat up, facing the glass wall, and looked at the Sharingan in his eyes.
The Sharingan in his eyes was no longer the monster that devoured his Chakra as before, which made him feel much more relaxed.
The surging life force within his body made Kakashi realize that his Chakra reserves had increased several times over.
This change surprised him; as a ninja, who wouldn't want to have more Chakra?
"You're awake." Shinsei walked in carrying a stack of documents.
"How long have I been asleep?" There was no clock in the basement, so Kakashi had no idea how long he had been there.
"Three or four hours, I guess." Shinsei placed the file on the table, walked over, and said, "Don't move, I'm recording the data."
Shinsei placed his hand on Kakashi's shoulder, Chakra into Kakashi's body and feeling the surging energy within him. Shinjō nodded in satisfaction.
"Okay, the surgery was a success."
"Surgery?" Kakashi, somewhat puzzled.
"Oh, I misspoke, it was an experiment." Shinsei smiled. "Anyway, you're the first one to be injected with these modified cells."
Over the next month, your Chakra levels will continue to increase, but you won't experience any pain. Just remember to eat plenty of food.
It's good that there's no pain; the excruciating torment he experienced before was truly unforgettable.
"Oh, right," Shinsei said, pointing to his eyes, "These cells are helpful for the Sharingan, you should have felt it, right?"
Kakashi squinted and replied, "Yes, I feel much better than before. Thank you!"
"You're welcome. Helping you is also helping Konoha." Shinsei nodded and continued, "These cells help with the Sharingan's rejection response, causing more benign changes in the Sharingan."
Kakashi breathed a sigh of relief, looked at his skin which was a shade lighter than before, and asked, "What about my skin color?"
Shinsei shrugged, indicating he couldn't help. "Go sunbathe, or why don't you ask Sakura? Girls know more about cosmetics."
The thought of applying makeup to his face in front of the mirror sent a chill down Kakashi's spine. He scratched his head and laughed awkwardly.
I think I'll get more sun.
As Kakashi left, Shinsei recorded the data.
These cells are not simply White Zetsu Cells, but rather a product of the combination of Hashirama Cells and White Zetsu Cells, and are the result of joint research by Shinsei and Orochimaru.
Shinsei had this idea as early as after he first obtained White Zetsu, but his technical skills were not enough.
Orochimaru truly lived up to his reputation as the greatest scientist in the Shinobi World. After obtaining the soul fragment of Orochimaru from this world, his knowledge base was greatly enhanced, and he quickly implemented Shinsei's idea, successfully developing the first-generation product.
This is also largely due to the extensive preparatory work that Shinsei did in the early stages.
We also have to thank Danzo; if he hadn't stored Hashirama Cells at the branch base, Shinjō wouldn't have been able to obtain them so easily.
The chirping of birds woke Shinsei from his sleep.
He stretched, got out of bed, and started brushing his teeth and washing his face. Riya had already prepared breakfast and placed it on the table.
Since Shinsei arrived, Nobita's family's diet has become very different from that of their neighbors.
Riya is a mother who is willing to listen to her children's opinions and always puts Shinsei's strange and unusual suggestions into practice.
So, on the family's dining table, you'll find stewed soup, stir-fried dishes, and now, steamed buns.
Riya even considered opening a restaurant in Konoha, but abandoned the idea after observing the chefs' busy work firsthand.
Tsunade's son, Shinsei, is both Tsunade student and her assistant. His high position at such a young age has already drawn criticism from some people.
Riya didn't want to cause him any unnecessary trouble.
"I'm full." Shinsei put down his chopsticks and prepared to leave.
"Okay, come back early tonight. We'll go to your grandfather's house together and try to persuade him to live with us," Riya instructed her son.
"Okay, I understand."
Today, Konoha is exceptionally beautiful. Sunlight shines through the barrier above Konoha, creating a colorful halo.
" Shinsei, going to work again? Want some dorayaki? It's on me," the old lady selling dorayaki greeted Shinsei.
"No need, I've already had breakfast," Shinsei replied with a smile.
"Hey, Shinsei," the old lady pointed to the sky, "Do you know what's going on up there?"
"Ah, I'm not quite sure, I'll ask for you next time." Shinsei quickly left, the sound of neighbors gossiping still lingering behind him.
"Let me tell you, this must be the work of Lord Jiraiya's Toad. I saw it blow out a huge smoke ring last time."
"No, it must be Tsunade! It's a new Ninjutsu she learned after becoming Hokage!"
The door to the Hokage's office was wide open, and two Tsunade sat silently behind their desks.
It's becoming increasingly difficult to distinguish Tsunade; they all share the same appearance, voice, and Chakra aura.
Shinsei could only distinguish between the two Tsunade by some subtle details in their movements.
Tsunade took out a document and placed it on the table. " The Kirigakure has sent an invitation, hoping we can help them retrieve the Three-Tails."
Shinsei opened the document, which was an official letter from Kirigakure, in the name of the Fifth Mizukage, Mei Terumi, requesting Konoha's assistance in resisting the Akatsuki.
"Teacher, what do you mean?" Shinsei asked, closing the document.
"I hope you will make this trip," Tsunade said solemnly. "This Tailed Beast must not fall into the hands of the Akatsuki."
Shinsei nodded. Since it was Konoha that delivered the intelligence, they should at least show their sincerity in forming an alliance.
"So I've decided..." Tsunade stood up, a sheepish grin on her face, "To hide within the group and go myself."
She looked at Tsunade beside her. "You stay and become Hokage."
Oh, this Tsunade must be the Hokage version of Tsunade. The younger version of Tsunade wasn't so shameless.
The younger version of Tsunade on the table, "Why should I stay? I want to go out and play too!"
The Hokage version of Tsunade crossed, says, "You're the Hokage now."
The younger version of Tsunade was furious. "Don't forget, you're the Hokage!"
An Anbu opened the door, poked his head in, watched the two Tsunade arguing incessantly, and quietly closed the door.
Oh no, the Lord Hokage's schizophrenia has gotten even worse!