Orochimaru's Allah's Lamp

As a master of physical transformation, Orochimaru knew very well that there were many special forbidden techniques in the ninja world that could restore broken limbs.

For example, Tsunade, even if this woman is cut in half, she can still grow back as long as she is joined in time.

It's also like a forbidden medical technique circulated in the underground black market, which is 'body regeneration' and 'cell activation', and even the body can be restored after being torn apart.

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But no matter what, the use of these ninjutsu and forbidden techniques requires profound medical knowledge and cannot be mastered casually.

However, the silver-haired boy in front of him was anything but that.

Orochimaru believed in his own eyesight. This young man's temperament was closer to being a "big smart" than a small-town problem solver. His talent was clearly not in his brain. It was absolutely impossible for him to learn advanced and complex medical knowledge.

So, here comes the question. Without enough knowledge in his head, how can he perform this kind of ninjutsu? Where does his ability come from? That evil god?

Orochimaru licked his lips, vaguely guessing in his mind, his eyes flashing with excitement.

Ordinary people would feel a chill if they were looked at by Orochimaru's hot and greedy eyes, not to mention shrinking back. However, Hidan indeed has the same big heart as Kai and still maintains his usual arrogance.

"You can try if you want..." Hidan raised his head and stared at Orochimaru through his nostrils, "But for a disgusting guy like you, sooner or later, I will kill you."

"Very good, very energetic... let's go then."

Orochimaru smiled, opened the secret door of the underground laboratory, and stepped inside.

The moment Orochimaru turned around, a cold light flashed in Hidan's eyes, and a kunai with a chain was ejected from his sleeve.

As expected, the kunai failed, and the chain was pulled by a huge force, causing his body to stagger.

The next moment, a ghostly figure came in front of him, grabbed his arm, spun his torso half a circle, and smashed it to the ground.

The wooden floor was slightly cracked, and the blood on his forehead dripped down, staining the wood chips red.

Just as Hidan was about to stand up, a big hand gripped his neck like an iron pincer, suppressing his struggle.

His body was pressed against the cold ground, and sharp pains shot through his limbs, but Hidan didn't feel any frustration.

This was just an attempt in itself, and he knew very well that he was no match for Orochimaru.

The purpose of taking action is just to test the opponent's strength and prepare for the next time.

"Tsk...really dishonest."

Orochimaru was hidden in the darkness, his snake eyes flashing with golden light, "I don't care about your little actions, but you'd better be more honest when doing experiments in the future."

"What about being honest? What about being dishonest?"

The silver-haired boy raised his head stubbornly, with veins on his forehead and a look of disdain.

He is neither afraid of pain nor will he die. Orochimaru can punish him even if he wants to, but it is just a tickle. How can Master Hidan care? He has survived to this day. He has suffered this kind of thing too many times.

This fearless attitude silenced Orochimaru, and the djinn floated in the air, whispering something.

Orochimaru looked strange, and after a while he said, "If you don't cooperate, I will throw you into the septic tank."

The expression on Hidan's face froze, and his arrogance was wiped out. When he thought about being imprisoned in that place, his expression became distorted.

"Aren't you afraid of death? But there are many things that make life worse than death."

From behind, the joking voice came again, "As far as I know, if you cut off part of your body, you won't be able to grow it back."

Of course he can grow it, the silver-haired boy retorted in his heart, but his reason prevented him from saying it because the enemy's methods were too disgraceful.

Before he was a follower of the evil god, he was first of all a human being, and a man with strong self-esteem.

Pain and torture will only inspire his fighting spirit, but the situation is stronger than the person, so there is no need to humiliate himself.

Anyway, he can't die, one day, hum...

All in all, due to the boy's pride, Orochimaru's threat was effective.

However, Orochimaru did not intend to forcefully press him to the operating table.

Once or twice is okay, but too many times may cause the other party to break the jar.

He also didn't want to see Hidan turn into a boy who would get excited even if he was humiliated.

In that case, it's really bad.

After all, it is impossible for Orochimaru to really kill Hidan, and after the bottom line is broken, other methods may not be effective, which means there is no way to control Hidan.

After pondering for a moment, Orochimaru let go of his hand, looked at the young man who stood up with a vigilant expression, and said with a smile, "Do you really want to kill me?"

Hidan was young and energetic, and although he hated the punishment Orochimaru said, he still frowned, "So what?"

"Well, I'll give you this chance."

Orochimaru raised a finger and smiled, "How about you cooperate with me in conducting an experiment to offset the punishment for a failed assassination?"

Blindly suppressing and forcing will only lead to resistance, so if you hit someone with a stick, give them something sweet.

Hidan had a look of emotion on his face after hearing this.

After struggling out of the quagmire of the ninja world, he actually understands better than others that there is a corresponding price for everything he does.

But generally speaking, he doesn't care about the painful death that ordinary people fear.

Of course, the same is true for assassinating someone like Orochimaru, and if the price can be changed from those disgusting things to cooperating with surgery, it is not unacceptable.

However, Hidan was still angry, and Orochimaru's attitude clearly meant that he didn't take him seriously.

"Hmph... Since you beg me like this, I will accept it."

Hidan frowned and glared at Orochimaru before walking towards the underground laboratory.

He secretly felt cruel in his heart. Sooner or later, Orochimaru would have to know the price of underestimating him.

As for letting Orochimaru go and not competing with him, Hidan never thought about it from the beginning, and he won't do it in the future either.

If you don't kill people, if you don't hunt powerful people, what's the point of living?

The corner of Orochimaru's mouth curled up slightly. After entering the laboratory, he turned on the chandelier in the laboratory, and the light converged on a single bed.

"Take off your upper body clothes and lie down."

Hidan didn't hesitate after hearing this. He tore off the clothes on his upper body and lay down on the experimental bed.

Orochimaru licked his lips. If ordinary people had to sterilize and clean their bodies, Hidan probably wouldn't do it.

In the previous battles, the limbs were connected in such a harsh environment without any consequences so far, and today's minor surgeries are naturally unnecessary.

Orochimaru smiled and said, "You probably don't need anesthetics."

"Feel free to come." Hidan's expression was relaxed, showing no sign of reluctance.

"Then control yourself..."

Orochimaru held the scalpel, his eyes flashing with golden light, "Don't shake."