Orochimaru's Allah's Lamp

"I said, perform a transplant on me now!"

Danzo's eyes were red, his voice was not loud, but it was almost a roar, and every syllable was a suppressed growl.

The chief researcher's color changed in horror, and he subconsciously took two steps back, with thin beads of cold sweat forming on his back.

Under Danzo's captivating gaze, it was difficult for him to say the word 'no', and he said in a trembling voice, "Yes... Sir, I will send someone to make arrangements immediately."

In the laboratory, without the chief's instructions, everyone had put down their work and started to get busy.

"The operation must be successful."

Danzo repeated it, both as a reminder and as a warning.

"If it fails, even if I die on the operating table, you, including all my family and friends, will be buried with me."

The crazy will contained in his words made the experimenters present shudder.

But they obviously couldn't resist Danzo's determination, and the chief researcher even complained secretly.

The first-generation cell transplant surgery was limited by the physical constitution and will of each person. The result was ultimately zero or one, and there was no certainty that it would succeed.

I originally thought that by taking advantage of Danzo's tendency to become more afraid of death as he aged, we could delay the operation until he was more mature before making arrangements. However, we didn't expect that the opportunity would come so quickly.

After realizing the critical nature of the current situation, the chief researcher's mind was spinning wildly, thinking about all the unfavorable factors, and issued orders one after another.

After all the research started in an orderly manner, he came to Danzo and said,

"Danzo-sama, you will definitely die if you undergo the transplant operation now. Before that, you first need to restore your body and mind to the best condition."

The fierce light in Danzo's eyes subsided slightly, and he said solemnly, "What do you need me to do?"

"You can sleep here first."

The chief researcher pressed the button, and a nutrient tank slowly rose from the ground.

Danzo had witnessed the process many times and naturally knew what he was doing. He turned around and entered the bathroom to wash himself, put on a lab coat and walked in.

Seeing Danzo fasten the ventilator, the chief experimenter pressed the button, and the light green solution slowly rose until it was swallowed up.

After doing all this, the chief researcher took out a bottle of solution from the storage cabinet and went to the source of the nutrient solution.

Seeing him pouring the solution into it, an experimenter who had been paying attention to his actions changed his face slightly, came to him in a few steps, grabbed his wrist, and said angrily, "What are you doing? What are you doing?

The stuff is highly toxic to the human body.”

"This dose, diluted in the solution, is not considered a poison, it just has 'some' irritating effects."

The chief researcher was calm and composed. He grabbed the wrist and gave it a squeeze, but failed to move it. His face was a bit confused.

He scolded loudly, "I know you are a spy sent by Lord Danzo to monitor us. Many people in this laboratory know it."

"But since you have a little knowledge in your head, you should know that with his current physical condition, he will almost die if he undergoes a transplant operation."

In the sight of everyone, Gen Ren remained unmoved and said in a deep voice, "Is this why you poisoned me?"

"If you are willing to die and live again, if you can't even withstand this little stimulation, how can you withstand the more difficult transplant surgery."

The chief researcher glanced at Gen Ren and said calmly, "I want the operation to be successful more than you do."

The Gen nin was silent for a moment, then released his wrist and warned, "You'd better succeed."

"Heh..." the chief researcher smiled disdainfully.

Even if it fails, Danzo will definitely postpone the operation after being stimulated and physically damaged. This time, he will definitely gain a lot of time.

Of course, he wouldn't want to get to this point if it wasn't necessary, because the price would probably be his life.

Holding the solution reagent bottle in his hand, the chief researcher frowned and stared at the scale.

If the dose is not measured correctly, the medicine can turn into poison, and he has no intention of dying with Danzo.

The red reagent was dripped into the light green, dyeing the nutrient solution with a hint of purple, and not long after, a piercing scream came from the nutrient tank.

The chief researcher was unmoved. He clenched his fists and continued to issue orders one after another, taking out all the rare and expensive materials in the laboratory.

The more expensive the materials used for transplant surgery are not, the better, but within a certain limit, this truth is obvious.

If this operation fails, the chief researcher knows that he will definitely die. He will no longer pursue cost-effectiveness. He should use everything that can be used, so as to live up to his past frugality.

The other researchers carried out the chief's orders and vaguely guessed his thoughts. Even if the failure of the operation might lead to death, they couldn't help but feel excited.

Squandering, wasting... is not correct, but I have to say that this process is really very satisfying, especially for researchers who have been asking for help and want to produce two sets of data from one piece of material.

Let's not talk about whether he will die or not. After this operation, the things must be used up.

…

While Danzo was fighting to the death with his chief researcher, the man who had caused all this to happen was resting in the shadows among the trees.

Although Orochimaru has always praised Yakushi Kabuto's talent for magic, if you want to use natural energy, you must use the ninja's own chakra as the foundation.

This is Kabuto's shortcoming. Not to mention compared to a monster like Orochimaru, even compared to a normal Kage level powerhouse, he is slightly inferior.

I don't know how long the subsequent escape will take, and my status must be maintained at more than half.

After a while, Kabuto Yakushi put the white snake scales in his arms into his arms, jumped onto the treetops, and began to flee towards the Land of Rain.

When he passed a big tree, his eyes suddenly focused, his hands clasped together, and several earth spears shot straight out from the ground, piercing the tree.

But no screams were heard, and no blood was seen flowing out. After the soil spears turned into soil, there was no change in the tree except for a big hole.

Kabuto Yakushi raised his eyebrows, "Is it an illusion? No, definitely not. The feeling of being spied on just now has disappeared."

He had a vague suspicion about this in his mind. Instead of stopping to take a closer look, he accelerated his pace further.

…

Ten miles away, on a thick tree trunk, a half-black and half-white figure stuck its head out and said,

"The name of the ninja at the root of the chaos is Kabuto, and as we thought before, he, like Orochimaru, has mastered the senjutsu of Ryūchi Cave. His perception is very sharp, and his clone was almost killed by him."

"Kabuto?" Obito's eyes flashed red, "Who is he? What grudge does he have against Danzo? Why did he attack the root?"

"These will be investigated later." Jue is not omniscient, "Don't worry, Konoha wants to understand all this more than us."

Obito shook his head, "Check it out as soon as possible."