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Chapter 69 Cold Lord
Chapter 69 Cold Lord (Part 3)
Sosuke leaned against the wall, his legs feeling weak.
He was stunned by the murderous aura and hadn't recovered yet.
"Thank you, Lord Yashiro."
He managed to stand up straight.
Yashiro walked up to him and, unusually, showed a hint of admiration.
"You've got guts to last two rounds against the Three Ninja Legends without wetting your pants."
"But how did you come to be targeted by Lord Orochimaru?"
"I have no idea."
Sosuke lied.
"Maybe they were just passing by and happened to be interested."
Yashiro gave Sosuke a deep look.
He didn't believe it.
Orochimaru never teases ants. Those targeted by a snake are always interesting prey.
The eighth generation did not pursue the matter further.
Everyone has secrets. As long as Sousuke can still provide benefits to the Uchiha, the Uchiha will protect him.
"Try to avoid walking alone at night in the future."
"It was Yashiro who said coldly."
"During this period, the security forces will increase patrols in this area."
"Thank you, Lord Yashiro."
Sousuke bowed. The Uchiha were truly loyal; they treated him like one of their own.
"I'm gone."
With a wave of his hand, the guards quickly withdrew and disappeared into the night.
Sosuke continued walking home, reviewing the battle as he went.
It was supposed to be a battle, but it lasted less than ten seconds. The disparity was devastating.
His steel wire, his shuriken, his predictions—these were like children's toys in front of a powerhouse like Orochimaru.
The opponent didn't even need to form hand seals or use chakra; with just the bizarre modification of his body, he could ignore all of his attacks.
"Software modification—" Sosuke muttered to himself.
That kind of body that defies the laws of physics —
Compared to the fierce and powerful Eight Gates, Orochimaru took a different path—the ultimate path to survival.
This also seems to be a direction to take —
Sosuke returned to the warehouse.
Matt Day hasn't returned yet. Kay isn't there either; perhaps he's gone to see his father.
Chiba has been staying here recently, but he seems to be asleep and I haven't heard a sound.
Sousuke sat on the chair.
His hands were still shaking.
He picked up a glass marble and tried to spin it.
*Snap.* The marble fell. My fingers went stiff.
That was a lingering effect of being intimidated by the murderous aura. Even after all this time, I haven't recovered.
"Damn it," Sousuke cursed.
He picked up the marble and started spinning it again.
Once, twice, three times. Until my fingers regained that sense of control.
Just then.
A cold gust of wind blew open the tightly locked window. The flame of the oil lamp flickered violently.
Sosuke suddenly looked up.
A figure stood in the shadows of the warehouse.
Orochimaru.
Sousuke's heart clenched. They've come knocking again so soon?
His hand reached for the ninja tool pouch at his waist.
"Don't be nervous, Sosuke-kun."
"If I wanted to kill you, you would already be a corpse."
Orochimaru slowly approached.
"The child next door is asleep, so I used some sleeping incense."
Sosuke's fingers loosened.
Against the three legendary Sannin, any resistance would be futile. Orochimaru could kill him in an instant.
"Lord Orochimaru, what exactly do you want to do?"
"I'm very interested in your idea. Using electrical current to directly stimulate nerves to increase reaction speed."
Sosuke remained silent, offering no denial.
Lying to this man is pointless. Since he's come to you, it means he already has crucial information.
Eyeliner at the base, everywhere.
"take it easy."
Orochimaru waved his hand.
"I'm not part of the security force, nor am I part of the secret service. I have no interest in whether you've broken any rules."
"You dare to modify your body like a machine, which is a good idea. But it's foolish because you underestimate the exclusivity of chakra."
"Exclusivity?"
"That's right."
Orochimaru's eyes deepened.
"Chakra is extremely powerful. It resides in human cells and transforms the human body into an environment suitable for its flow."
"When you use external force to alter the body's underlying logic, the chakra will perceive it as an invasion."
"It will rebel and reject. The stronger the chakra, the stronger the exclusivity. That's why Hyuga is paralyzed, while you, with your weak chakra, are unharmed."
"Furthermore, people like the Hyuga clan, whose bloodline is rich in ancient genes, have a stronger exclusivity of chakra than ordinary people."
That hit the nail on the head.
The problem that troubled Sosuke and Chiba was as simple as an elementary school math problem in Orochimaru's eyes.
This is a knowledge gap.
"Is there a way to solve this?" Sosuke asked.
Orochimaru's smile deepened. He liked this kind of pure person.
"Of course."
Orochimaru took a small scroll out of his pocket and placed it on the table.
"This contains a drug called a chakra suppressant."
"Once this drug is injected, the chakra within the cells will enter a dormant state. At this point, if you then stimulate the nerves with an electric current, the chakra will not retaliate, thus preventing paralysis."
"This is a byproduct of my research on transplant rejection."
"This is very difficult to make; it's the last batch."
Sousuke didn't rush to get the scroll. Orochimaru wouldn't give him something so precious for nothing.
Why are you helping me?
Orochimaru smiled. It's so easy to talk to smart people.
"Because I see in you a beautiful kind of arrogance."
"You are not a ninja, so your thinking has not been solidified by ninja ideology."
"You want to unlock the potential of the human body, which is exactly what I've been thinking about lately."
"I want to know if, if we disregard chakra and simply develop the physical body, we can create a powerful life form."
Orochimaru's eyes were filled with madness.
"However, I don't have time to research this right now; I have too many experiments to do—"
"So, I'm really curious to see how far you can go, Sousuke-kun."
Sousuke was stunned. Just because of this? Orochimaru was outsourcing his research?
"I am just a businessman, Lord Orochimaru."
"My rudimentary experiments are merely for survival during wartime. As for those grand ideas you mentioned, I'm afraid I'm powerless to implement them."
"That's not up to you to decide."
Orochimaru turned around and walked towards the door.
"You accepted my help, so you should do something to repay me."
"I can cover your research expenses, Lord Orochimaru."
"I don't need the money, Sosuke. You should just continue with your experiments."
"Every now and then, I'll send someone to collect your experimental data. That's your payment."
Orochimaru stopped at the doorway, turned his head to the side, revealing half of his pale profile.
"Don't let me down. If your experiments become boring—"
"I will make you my experimental subject."
After saying that, he disappeared.
The warehouse fell silent again.
"call----"
Sosuke slumped into his chair and let out a long sigh.
Now that Orochimaru has his eye on him, his days are probably numbered.
But there are also advantages.
He reached out and picked up the small scroll on the table.
Break the seal.
*Bang.* A puff of white smoke dissipated.
A wooden box appeared on the table.
Open the wooden box. Inside, ten glass test tubes are neatly stacked.
The test tube contained a purple liquid that glowed eerily under the light.
There was also an instruction manual next to it, with sharp handwriting.
Chakra suppressants.
Sosuke picked up the instruction manual and read it carefully.
"Principle: It is made by using a special enzyme extracted from the venom glands of the white snake in Ryuchi Cave, combined with sedative herbs. It can temporarily desensitize the cell walls to foreign energy, thereby stopping the stress response of chakra."
"Side effects: During the duration of the drug's effects (within 1 hour), you will be unable to use any ninjutsu, and your chakra flow will completely stop."
"Note: Do not inject excessive amounts, otherwise it will cause permanent chakra circuit blockage, turning you into an ordinary person."
"Unable to use ninjutsu————"
Sousuke muttered to himself.
"This medicine might be useful on the battlefield."
This is a fatal side effect for ordinary ninjas. Once injected with this substance, they are lambs to the slaughter on the battlefield.
But for him, this meant nothing. He didn't rely on ninjutsu to fight.
He relied on ninja tools.
However, there are only ten vials of the medicine, which is probably not extravagant enough to be used in battle.
The preparation of the potion requires a special enzyme extracted from the venom glands of the white snake in Ryuchi Cave. Could this white snake be the White Snake Immortal?
Even if it isn't, it should still be extremely rare. He should make good use of these ten potions.
Chiba.
Sosuke called out.
Chiba came out.
The child had been hiding in the next room.
Although Orochimaru used a sleeping potion to incapacitate him, Chiba had developed a certain resistance to sleeping drugs due to his long-term contact with herbs, so he had already woken up. Sousuke and Orochimaru had already noticed.
The child cleverly chose to play dead, until Orochimaru left.
"You...made a deal with Lord Orochimaru?"
Chiba's face was full of shock.
I guess so.
Sosuke held up the purple reagent in his hand.
"We have what we need."
"Get ready, let's continue the experiment."
"But—Hyuga Masaru is already paralyzed, and we have no test subjects."
"Who says there aren't? I am one."
Chiba's mouth dropped open.
"Are you sure? What if there's something wrong with this medicine—"
"Someone like Orochimaru wouldn't stoop to poisoning medicine."
Sosuke put the test tube back into the box.
"What he wants is data, experimental results. Giving me poison will do him no good."
"With chakra suppressants, I don't have to worry about being paralyzed, and—"
Sosuke clenched his fist.
"If I don't produce some results soon, that guy might really kill me."
The equipment was quickly ready.
Sosuke sat shirtless in the lab chair. Silver needles were already in place on his back, connected to the battery wires.
Chiba stood to the side, holding a syringe in his hand. The syringe was filled with purple liquid.
"Mr. Sosuke, shall we begin?"
"start."
Chiba located the vein in Sousuke's arm. The needle was inserted.
The purple liquid was slowly pushed into the blood vessels.
cold.
That was Sousuke's first impression.
It felt like a stream of ice water flowing through my veins and throughout my body. This was followed by a feeling of numbness.
Sosuke felt the energy that always filled his meridians disappear. He had never felt this weak before.
He formed a hand seal.
【not yet】.
There was no response. No matter how he tried to manipulate it, his chakra remained completely still.
The chakra has fallen asleep.
"The medicine is working."
Sosuke clenched his fist. The strength was still there, the muscles were still there, but that supernatural energy was gone.
"Is this... what it feels like to be deprived of chakra?"
It felt empty. But there was a strange kind of "purity" about it.
Without the interference of chakra, his body became a pure biological machine.
"Chiba, turn on the power."
Sousuke ordered.
"Voltage 15 volts. Duration: 5 seconds."
"Yes."
Early morning, Konoha Administration Building, side hall, pension distribution area.
This is the place in the entire village where resentment is strongest.
Even in the early morning, long queues formed here. The queues were mostly made up of elderly people, women, and young mothers holding children.
"Next."
The clerk behind the window was a man with dead fish eyes. He mechanically stamped the documents.
"Kaori Uzuki".
A woman walked up.
She was young, about twenty-four or twenty-five years old. She was wearing a plain black kimono, which was mourning attire.
Her long purple hair was tied back, with a few strands falling beside her fair cheeks. Her features were exquisite, with a sharp and cold beauty.
Your application has been rejected.
The clerk didn't even look at her and just pushed a document out.
"Why?" Kaori's voice was cold.
"It's clearly stated in the documents," the clerk said impatiently. "Your husband, Jubei Uzuki, went missing while on a Class B mission. Missing, not confirmed dead."
"If someone is missing for more than three months, according to wartime regulations, they are considered to have been killed in action," Kaori argued.
"That was before. Now the new regulations stipulate that a missing person must have a written confirmation from the team leader, or their body must be found, in order to receive the full amount of compensation."
"A corpse? He covered our retreat in the explosive talisman array in the Land of Rivers, where am I supposed to find a corpse?!"
"Then go find the captain to sign it."
"The captain is dead too!"
In her anger, Kaori raised her voice several octaves, drawing the attention of those around her.
"Then there's nothing we can do."
The clerk shrugged.
"We're just following the rules. Without proof, this counts as non-combat casualties," and we can only provide basic living expenses. Five thousand taels a month."
"Are you kidding me?!"
Kaori gritted her teeth.
"That was a life! Jubei did it to cover his comrades—"
"Madam, please refrain from making a loud noise here."
Two Chunin responsible for maintaining order walked over.
"There are still many people in line behind us."
Kaori looked at the two Chunin.
Once upon a time, her husband also wore a ninja vest and protected this village.
She took a deep breath and forced back the tears welling up in her eyes.
She was a ninja, and more importantly, a former reserve member of the Anbu. She couldn't afford to lose her composure here.
"Five thousand taels—just five thousand taels."
She grabbed the few thin banknotes, turned around, and left.
As she stepped out of the administration building, it started raining. The raindrops hit her face, icy cold.
She touched her pocket.
There was a payment reminder inside.
That was the bill from Konoha Hospital. Her daughter, the five-year-old girl, was hospitalized with a lung infection.
The daily cost of medicine is three thousand taels.
This five thousand taels of compensation wouldn't even last two days.
"Is there no other way? —"
Kaori stood under the eaves, looking at the gray sky.
She was carrying a long, rectangular cloth bag.
That was the only thing her husband left behind.
a knife.
A sword of the "Uzuki-ryu" school with excellent forging craftsmanship.
She had intended to keep it and pass it on to their children.
But now, we can't even take care of the living, let alone the dead.
Kaori tightened the cloth bag in her arms and stepped into the rain.
She walked toward a pawnshop on the commercial street called "Daheiwu".
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