Chapter 37: Fooling Orochimaru
At this moment, Uzumaki Menma standing outside the pit had a face under the mask just like the ‘subway old man phone’.
He just wanted to fool Orochimaru a bit, but Orochimaru, based on his own understanding, actually deduced the conclusion that ‘Shura’ came from the future.
This made Menma react that at this time, Orochimaru had not yet performed Impure World Reincarnation.
Menma vaguely remembered that Orochimaru had performed Impure World Reincarnation at least five times, and by the time he appeared in the Chunin Exams, it was at least twice.
That woman’s body highly matched Orochimaru’s soul, allowing Orochimaru to exert his maximum strength, to the point that even after being sealed hands by Hiruzen Sarutobi, Orochimaru was somewhat reluctant to part with that body.
‘It seems I was a bit abrupt myself.’ After organizing his memories, Menma decided to continue using the speculation Orochimaru proposed, letting Orochimaru brainwash himself.
“Oh? Then tell me, why don’t I kill you?” Menma’s tone was full of interest.
Orochimaru felt he had seen through the other’s secret, his pupils contracting slightly, but the corners of his mouth hooked up into a sinister arc.
He slowly straightened his body, though the surging blood in his chest made his breathing slightly disordered, and he let out a soft hum, his voice like a venomous snake hissing.
“You know Impure World Reincarnation, so you must also know my contract with Ryuchi Cave, and my Curse Mark technique, knowing that ordinary means are very hard to kill me!”
“Mm, continue.” Menma’s footsteps remained steady.
“Cough cough…” Orochimaru coughed twice, because of his injuries, he felt his life force draining rapidly.
“You are familiar with my abilities and even clearer about my research, so my research direction must have something you need, or rather, some research bore fruit in the future!” Orochimaru thought of his own research, which might touch upon the ultimate secret of immortality, and became increasingly fanatical.
“Tsk…” A light tsk came from under Menma’s mask.
“You guessed some right, but also some wrong.” Menma stopped his footsteps and looked at Orochimaru in the pit: “But for you to guess this much is already quite impressive.”
“Then, let’s cooperate!” Orochimaru’s tongue tip lightly licked the blood at the corner of his mouth, his tone becoming even more fanatical.
“I know your ambition must be great, but with just this level of strength, it’s hard to make me work for you.” Orochimaru regained his confidence, raising his head and letting his hair scatter over his face.
“Cooperation?” Menma’s brows under the mask slightly raised, pretending to think.
“For someone like you who traveled back from the future, is there any danger you’re afraid of?” Orochimaru countered with a laugh.
No matter what the other wanted to change or rule the Ninja World by traveling back, Orochimaru didn’t care; what he cared about was the ‘future intelligence’ the other possessed. If he could obtain it, his research direction would be more precise, and his research speed would increase significantly.
“What you want from me, or what you want me to research, I can give you all, of course, on the premise of equivalent trade.” Orochimaru knew his advantage was in research on Forbidden Jutsu, so he believed he had the upper hand in this negotiation.
However, he didn’t know he had fallen right into Menma’s trap.
Since he couldn’t make Orochimaru pledge loyalty to him, cooperation was another way to utilize him.
But he couldn’t let Orochimaru think he had the upper hand.
“Hmph hmph, do you think you have the upper hand in this trade?” Menma’s frivolous tone drifted into Orochimaru’s ears: “Impure World Reincarnation can keep you young, but your strength will forever be limited to this, and even in some areas, you will be greatly weakened.”
Hearing the other’s description of the flaws in the ‘Impure World Reincarnation technique’, Orochimaru’s pupils suddenly contracted tightly, his expression turning serious.
Although he hadn’t performed Impure World Reincarnation yet, the possible defects of this technique did exist, and there were quite a few; Orochimaru had temporarily confirmed two.
One was that the target’s body had to highly match his soul, and the other was that after performing it, he might not be able to do it again for several years.
So…
“Is it the soul aspect?” Orochimaru guessed the most serious flaw of this technique just from ‘Shura’s’ description.
“You’re very smart, Orochimaru.” Menma did not deny it.
So what if he told him? Would he stop performing Impure World Reincarnation just because of this reason?
With Orochimaru’s current injuries and his over-forty-year-old body, in a few more years it would decline; without finding a young body to replace it, he would only get older and older.
For Orochimaru, who pursued immortality, watching his own body age more and more was the greatest pain!
“Then you must know the solution!” Orochimaru paused right after saying it, realizing he had fallen into a disadvantage in this trade.
He felt like he had been ‘played’ by the other for the third time, but this time Orochimaru wasn’t so angry; instead, he laughed out.
“You took the Hashirama Cells, but you might not be able to research Wood Release yourself; why not let me research it for you.” Orochimaru proposed a cooperation model: “Just like my cooperation with Danzō.”
When mentioning ‘Danzō’, Orochimaru emphasized the tone.
“Not enough.” Menma said lightly.
Orochimaru frowned slightly: “Then what do you want, or rather, what cost do I need to pay!”
The other held ‘future intelligence’, especially intelligence about his research, making Orochimaru itch unbearably, but since he wasn’t the other’s opponent, he could only obtain the ‘future intelligence’ through trade.
And the value of the trade items was priced by the other.
This feeling of being at a disadvantage made Orochimaru very uncomfortable.
But ‘Shura’ said the words that made Orochimaru most unable to keep composure.
“The current you has no value to me at all.”
Whether it was Cloning Technology, gene modification technology, Sharingan transplant technology, cell transplant technology, or some other technology, the current Orochimaru hadn’t fully mastered them yet.
For example, Uchiha Shin and that batch of clones should have been collected and researched during the period after Orochimaru defected from Akatsuki and established Otogakure in the Land of Fields.
And the most important Hashirama Cells had already been taken by Menma.
Orochimaru stiffened in place, his pupils trembling slightly, remembering the Hashirama Cells he had been robbed of by ‘Shura’ before.
“Tsk tsk, looks like I really shouldn’t have given you the Hashirama Cells so easily back then…” Orochimaru’s eyes turned sinister, and he couldn’t help but feel some regret.
Now, Orochimaru was completely at a disadvantage in this cooperation.
“What… happened here…” While Menma and Orochimaru were ‘friendly exchanging’ and ‘discussing cooperation’, Yukimi walked in slowly, looking at the large pit smashed into the ground, trembling.
“Yukimi!” Kakashi and Yamato, following Yukimi’s trail, also arrived at this cave of the Iburi Clan.
Upon seeing that mysterious masked man and Orochimaru in the pit, Kakashi became highly tense and drew a kunai.
“Orochimaru!” Yamato also recognized Orochimaru and stood protectively in front of Yukimi.
As for the mission assigned by Danzō, he had already thrown it to the back of his mind.
“Tsk tsk, Kakashi… and… ‘Tenzo’!” Orochimaru walked out from the pit, his eyes on Yamato showing increasing satisfaction.
This was his creation!
Unfortunately, it was picked up by Danzō!
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