Orochimaru's Allah's Lamp

Kakashi's heart beat heavily. When he heard what Orochimaru said, he closed his eyes slightly and tears rolled down his cheeks.

The depression and entanglement that had accumulated for nearly ten years seemed to have dissipated with tears, and his whole temperament became a little more energetic.

It is very painful to deny the person you respect the most, especially when this person is your own father.

You cannot complete an instant change, but have to go through a long process. If you are not careful, emotional bubbles will emerge from nowhere.

What hurts people is not pricking them, but that after pricking them, they will continue to come out from the bottom of the heart.

It makes you wonder what the meaning of this repeated behavior is.

Now, I finally don’t have to do this anymore.

The sky was dimming, and the morning light was floating in the mist. In the jungle, Kakashi took a deep breath, and his eyes regained some clarity.

After clearly understanding his father's choice, he no longer dwells on the past and can move forward.

Orochimaru witnessed Kakashi's change, the corners of his mouth raised slightly,

"How about, what do you think now after learning about Sakumo's choice?"

"Are you going to take revenge on the village? Although we can't find a specific culprit, it's obvious that the old man and the others, the silent ones in the village, all share the responsibility if they speak out."

Kakashi shook his head, "Father has carried out his will. If I do this, it will be an insult to him."

"You don't have to think so. It makes no sense that you must inherit what Sakumo did."

Orochimaru smiled and said, "If we follow this logic, what I am doing now is also a betrayal of my parents."

"In the final analysis, it still depends on your own thoughts. If you really have complaints, there is no need to suppress them."

Kakashi was slightly startled, he didn't expect Orochimaru to say that.

But complaining?

Kakashi covered his chest and was speechless for a moment.

The senior officials of the village who have been corrupted by power, the villagers who are willing to be victims... To say that there is no complaint at all, without a doubt, is to deceive oneself.

But so what if there is?

Can he still take revenge on these people?

They didn't really do anything wrong. Although the third generation used sacrifice as a means, it was not for himself. The Konoha ninjas even sacrificed their lives for the sake of the village.

Can I take revenge on these people?

In the end, they suffered bad consequences not because they were doing evil, but because they had different ideas.

Concept...Kakashi thought thoughtfully.

Just now, Lord Orochimaru said that the village had changed because of his father's death. After hearing this, he was so excited that he couldn't help himself.

But based on what he saw and heard, was this change... really as big as he imagined?

Before and after the change, which one is best for the village?

…

Kakashi has been reflecting and questioning for the first half of his life, but now, like inertia, countless questions pop up in his mind.

But he may be a genius ninja, but he is not even a novice in these aspects. He has almost never thought about the path of the village with the thinking of a manager.

After pondering for a moment, he asked Orochimaru the question in his mind.

"Whatever suits you is the best, there is no need to be either/or."

As always, Orochimaru gave a broad answer. He shook his head,

"What Sakumo resisted was not sacrifice, but giving up thinking and taking sacrifice as a matter of course."

In fact, now it seems that the meaning of this matter is not just that.

Orochimaru didn't care whether more or less ninjas in the village died.

But if they all develop like Danzo's root ninja, rotting from the root and accepting the fate of their own tools, he will be very troubled.

High-quality leeks should not just grow passively, but also actively create value.

Like himself to the djinn, the village ninjas should also exert their subjective initiative, or at least develop in this direction.

Just like Kakashi in front of me.

"The opposite of sacrifice is to get the best of both worlds. The latter is naturally better, but it is difficult to achieve."

Orochimaru raised his brows slightly and said with a smile, "Implementing your beliefs is not just something you can say with your mouth, it requires real strength."

"Although I admit Sakumo, there may not be a better way among them."

"Don't give up thinking and indulge in self-movement, do you understand?"

Kakashi nodded seriously.

"It's almost time, let's go back." Orochimaru nodded slightly, jumped onto the treetop, and rushed towards the camp.

Kakashi followed closely behind.

After untying his knot, he found a new goal, and his life was able to move towards a new and open world.

…

Ten miles away from the root site, in an underground laboratory.

When Kakashi was transformed, another person also got what he had been pursuing, and his whole person took on a new look.

Click click click...

The transparent glass cover of the nutrient tank shattered, and the dark green solution overflowed. In the midst of it, a thin, withered figure walked out.

"Congratulations, Danzo-sama, the first-generation cell transplant was successful. How do you feel now?"

The chief researcher was smiling and excited, as if he didn't see the price of a successful experiment, or in other words, he didn't dare to see it.

Danzo clenched his left fist. This arm, which had been damaged and atrophied due to past battles, was now strong and strong. His whole body seemed to have returned to his thirties, when he was at his most 'young and powerful'.

In the prime of life...

This word flashed through his mind, and Danzo couldn't help but laugh while covering his face.

The low laughter quickly turned into laughter, wild laughter, until he opened his arms and vented his ecstasy as if no one was around.

He had been suppressing it for decades, so long that he himself was mentally numb. He just persisted mechanically, forcing himself not to have a single doubt.

Now, the first glimmer of light has finally come. Although his roots have been destroyed, his combat power has returned to its peak, surpassing the aging Hiruzen.

Danzo covered his face with his hands, the excitement, surprise, and joy were too strong to be suppressed.

The root ninjas present were deeply touched when they saw Danzo's performance. With his roots half destroyed, Danzo, as the leader, was able to stand up, which was undoubtedly a boost to his strength.

"..."

After venting hysterically for a while, Danzo stood up and went into the bathroom to wash himself off.

At this time, an unfamiliar face came into view in the mirror. His eye sockets were sunken, his muscles were dry, and there was no flesh on his body. It was almost like a skeleton covered with skin.

Only then did he clearly realize what price he had paid for the success of the experiment.

"call……"

Danzo clenched his fists and let out a long breath. After leaving the bathroom, he went straight to the chief researcher.

Seeing Danzo's fierce momentum, the chief researcher's expression remained unchanged, but his legs couldn't stop shaking, and he said urgently,

"Danzo-sama, this is just a normal postoperative reaction, and it will recover after a period of training."