Orochimaru’s Magic Lamp

  Chapter 238 Screening

   This is a very… beautiful boy.

  Male and female, with exquisite facial features, black hair spread out on the white snow, young, exuding a coquettish or pure temperament.

"You are hurt?"

  Seeing the child not moving for a long time, the patriarch of the Xue Clan, who had been watching the playground from a bird's eye view, appeared out of thin air.

  His appearance is quite different from this child, but he has a similar delicacy, but the scar from his forehead to his jaw tears away this beauty and makes it a little more sinister.

  The new ninja school is the most important thing for future development, so Minazuki Akira, the patriarch of the Snow Clan, also serves as the principal of the school.

   "The Patriarch...I'm fine."

  The boy hurriedly stood up, facing those sharp gazes, then lowered his head again,

   "If the face hurts, it will affect the class, but it will not hurt after lying in the snow for a while."

  Hearing these words, Minazuki Chi's eyes narrowed, and he stretched out to hold the boy's shoulder.

   After a while, he said, "Just now, why didn't you fight back?"

  The boy lowered his head even more, and said in a mosquito voice, "His father died, he is very sad..."

   Minazuki Chi didn't comment on these remarks, and asked again, "What's your name?"

   "My name is Bai." Bai replied in a low voice.

   "Go back to class."

  After Musongshiro disappeared from sight, Minazuki Chi shook his head.

   "What's with this expression? Looking at it like this, he should be awakening Ice Dun."

  The head of the Taketori clan, Taketori Gorgon, appeared beside Minazuki Chi, with a voice like a bell.

  He is tall, with broad ears, piercing eyes, and a hint of fierceness. Standing with Minazuki Chi, he is like a completely different ice and fire.

   "Talent doesn't explain anything."

  Mizunatsuki Akashi looked away, "His character is too weak."

   "It's just a trivial matter. He will like it when he goes to the battlefield and tastes the blood."

   Taketori Gorgon licked his lips, as if reminiscing about something, and said,

   "I don't understand why you let them fight, is it just to make the warrior's cubs vent their anger? It's useless, they are not familiar with it."

  "Adults are not well-raised, and children are easy to be bought."

  Mizunazuki Chi glanced at the strong man and said slowly,

   "As for why the children are beaten, it is to let them remember one thing at all times. We have captured other people's villages. If we have no power, we will only be beaten."

   "You came to me, you shouldn't just ask about these things?"

  Taketori Gorgon nodded, "The boys below found many people who fled the village, some of them privately, and some of them were taken away by wandering warriors. How should we deal with them?"

   "As long as they don't take away too much supplies, don't worry about them."

   Minazuki Chi said, "Now that we have limited manpower, we shouldn't focus on this."

  Most of the houses, farm tools, and even food cannot be taken away, and there is no need to worry about the population. The most important thing in the ninja world is people.

  Besides, the family is also fighting for the leader, and the clansmen who are scattered in the country of water, these own people will fill the vacancies in the house.

   "But in this case, there will always be people running away."

  Taketori Gorgon scratched his head. Although he didn't understand management, he instinctively felt that he couldn't continue like this.

   "So what?"

  Mizumuechi glanced at the other party, and said slowly, "Without the diehard fans of these warriors, the village will be much cleaner instead."

  Taketori Gorgon thought for a moment, "Ah... that's true."

   "Moreover, if you have the opportunity to escape, but choose to stay instead, it is equivalent to your knees being weak, and you took the initiative to kneel once..."

  Mizunatasuki said meaningfully, "Next, management will be easier."

  Taketori Gorgon heard this, frowned, and instinctively felt a little uncomfortable, "I feel that this sounds familiar..."

   "Oh, familiar? That's right."

  Shui Wuyue Chi glanced at the dull man, and said quietly,

   "The Country of Water, Hidden Fog Village, did the same thing."

   "We are those who fled, and those who stayed behind have already knelt down to the elders of the village."

  …

  In the Konoha Forest, in a temporarily vacated manor.

   Orochimaru looked around at the samurai present, the corners of his mouth slightly raised.

These people have fled, and because they have the dream of restoring the country, they cannot be classified as residents of Konoha. Surgery on them, and even human experiments are carried out openly. The people in the village are hard to say anything. .

  Of course, these big truths are just thinking in the heart, and Orochimaru will not resort to the mouth.

  What you like and what I want, why do you have to turn it into coercion? Moreover, this is a deal, and he is not experimenting in vain.

   "The further back the experiment goes, the greater the probability of success."

   Orochimaru hooked the corner of his mouth slightly, and glanced at the samurai one by one, "Which one of you will come first."

  This is half-truth and half-truth. Rich experience does help increase the success rate, but if there is no breakthrough, it is just an accumulation of quantity.

   In this case, firm will has a greater influence.

  Being able to take the initiative to line up to the front, among other things, at least has a **** courage, and the warriors who hide in the back can also have a bit of luck, which can increase the success rate by a little bit.

  The dozen or so warriors present looked at each other, and after a moment of silence, they organized their team.

   "Very good." Orochimaru nodded, and gestured to the one in front with his eyes, "Follow me."

   After finishing speaking, he turned around and walked into the newly opened tunnel.

  The samurai headed by glanced at his companions behind him, and followed them with a resolute attitude.

   Half an hour later, Mifune walked out with a miserable expression on his face, and said in a deep voice, "Next."

  The warriors present glanced at Mifune and then at the tunnel, as if they were facing a formidable enemy, as if there were man-eating monsters living in the dark cave entrance.

   But after a moment of silence, the leader of the team strode in.

  …

   Three hours passed in the blink of an eye. During this period of time, a total of six people entered, of which three failed and three succeeded, which is a 50% success rate.

  When the sixth samurai came out successfully, Mifune followed suit and said to the samurai in front of him, "Today, that's all for now. The next operation will be done tomorrow."

  The samurai at the top breathed a sigh of relief, but when he thought of spending tonight in fear, his heart arose again.

   "Left and right are nothing but death!"

   After hitting his head hard, the samurai led his companions and walked directly towards Konoha.

  At least today, I can still indulge.

  …

  In the underground laboratory.

   Orochimaru carefully observed the gene fragments of the leukocytes and primary cells through the microscope, with a smile on the corner of his mouth.

   "Finally found, different from ninjas in the ninja world, the gene sequence in the leukocytes that keeps them lignified."

  (end of this chapter)