Shinobi: I'm Really a Supportive Ninja

Orochimaru's research base.

Gululu...

Akira Hatake, who was sitting in a wheelchair, turned the wheel of the wheelchair with one hand and was walking slowly forward behind Orochimaru.

More than a month has passed since Akira Hatake's last visit.

Among them, Hatake Akira was in a coma for a month, and after recovering to the point where he could sit in a wheelchair, Hatake Akira stayed in Hatake's house for another half a month.

The reason why he came to Orochimaru's research base so urgently was because Akira Hatake wanted to use Sansho Hanzo to resurrect Nohara Rin as soon as possible.

"Mingjun, your appearance is a bit funny."

As Orochimaru walked, he turned back and looked at Akira Hatake, "It is clear that he has powerful power in his body, but he has always remained disabled. If you tell others, others may really think that Akira Hatake, one of the twins of Konoha, is completely disabled."

"It's gone when it's gone."

Hatake Akira didn't take it seriously, "My family knows their own affairs, I don't care what outsiders think."

"Mingjun, aren't you worried?"

Orochimaru licked his lips, with a slight smile on his lips, "Haha, many people are taking advantage of Mingjun's weakness to do some tricks in secret."

"Mingjun may not know that this research base has become a little unsafe since you were injured."

"I really don't know this unless you tell me."

Hatake Akira poked his head in the direction of Orochimaru, "Orochimaru, what did you encounter here?"

"Some restless people sent some restless subordinates to steal some important research information from me."

Orochimaru told the truth, and then changed the topic, "But they are not good enough. Not only did they not steal my research data, but they involved themselves in it."

"Going in?" Hatake Akira raised an eyebrow, "Orochimaru, what did you do to them?"

"How?" Orochimaru licked his lips again, his eyes turned cold, "What else can I do? It just serves as my test material."

Apart from Orochimaru, there is probably no one else in Konoha who can talk about human experiments so lightly and without any sense of guilt.

In this regard, Hatake Akira did not want to express any opinions.

Moreover, the restless people Orochimaru mentioned, Hatake Akira naturally knew in his heart that these restless people were definitely the conservative forces headed by Sarutobi Hiruzen.

Although more than a month of coma and recuperation allowed Hatake Akira to enter retirement life ahead of schedule.

But retirement means retirement, which does not mean that Hatake Akira is indifferent to external affairs.

But there is one thing that Akira Hatake knows very well. As long as Namikaze Minato doesn't say anything, Akira Hatake will never interfere in any affairs of Konoha's top management.

This is Akira Hatake's wisdom in life.

It has been less than half a year since Namikaze Minato became the Fourth Hokage of Konoha.

With the assistance of Hatake Akira and others, Namikaze Minato has completely controlled Konoha, and now his wings are full.

We can’t say that Minato Namikaze will burn bridges, but Akira Hatake will still be careful about many things.

He didn't want to arouse excessive suspicion of Namikaze Minato because of some of his extraordinary actions.

Although this possibility is very small, it is always right to take precautions before they happen.

As for the undercurrent after he was injured, Hatake Akira didn't want to get involved, and Namikaze Minato could definitely handle it.

It's just that Orochimaru said this suddenly this time, and it was obvious that there was something behind his words.

"For some restless people, just watch and deal with it yourself. I don't have any objections."

"I'm very happy that Mr. Ming can say that."

Orochimaru responded calmly, and then revealed his true purpose, "Mingjun, how do you think the Yondaime will deal with those people who are stirring up trouble behind the scenes?"

"How do I know this?"

Hatake Akira looked at Orochimaru with interest, "You don't think I can interfere with many of the teacher's decisions, do you?"

"Why not?" Orochimaru saw clearly, "This is just a question of whether Mingjun wants it or not. As long as you want it, no one can stop you, whether it is Konoha or the current ninja world."

"Thank you for thinking so highly of me."

Hatake Akira shook his head, "But you may be disappointed. I don't want to care about insignificant things."

"Yes, with Mingjun's current strength, many things really don't matter."

Orochimaru looked at Hatake Akira blankly, his eyes a little complicated, "But I am different, I have always admired him, even if he is old and confused now, but... he is still my teacher."

"Can I understand that this is the only trace of guilt you have?"

Hatake clearly knew Orochimaru's complicated feelings for Sarutobi Hiruzen, otherwise Orochimaru would not have launched the plan to collapse Konoha without any reason in the original time and space.

Orochimaru said he did this because he still had some feelings for Konoha, and also because he still had some feelings for Sarutobi Hiruzen.

Orochimaru hopes to give Hiruzen Sarutobi a decent ending in his own way.

This kind of approach is incomprehensible to ordinary people, and Akira Hatake also couldn't understand it at the beginning of the period. Because of this twisted brain circuit, Akira Hatake really couldn't agree with it.

But it's different now.

Orochimaru did not defect to Konoha for many reasons, nor did he think of some crooked ways because of insufficient scientific research funds.

With the support of Akira Hatake and Minato Namikaze, Orochimaru can be said to be blind to what is going on outside the window and only focuses on scientific research.

But today, Orochimaru suddenly mentioned Sarutobi Hiruzen to Hatake Akira, and he meant to intercede with Hatake Akira on behalf of Sarutobi Hiruzen.

"Whatever Mingjun says is fine."

Orochimaru put away the complicated emotions in his eyes, then stretched out his long tongue and licked the corner of his mouth, "I just want to ask Mingjun for one thing, let the Sandaime die with dignity."

"Orochimaru, you know, this is difficult to handle."

Hatake Akira's expression remained normal, making Orochimaru unable to see his true inner thoughts, "Sarutobi Hiruzen is not just an old fool, his plot is even more disgusting."

"If it's more difficult for Mingjun to do, I can do it for you."

"How are you going to do it for me?"

Glancing at Orochimaru, Hatake Akira continued, "You'd better realize your dream. It's best to put the rest of the unimportant things aside."

"Sometimes, it doesn't mean that if you want to give others dignity, they will demand it. Respect is earned by people themselves, not given by others."

"I think you should understand."

"Mingjun, we're here."

Orochimaru did not answer Hatake Akira directly, but changed the subject, "I haven't been here for more than a month. I will show Akira my latest achievements."

Of course, Hatake Akira would not force Orochimaru to express his position on Sarutobi Hiruzen. He nodded along with the flow. Hatake Akira silently turned his wheelchair and slowly followed Orochimaru.

In front are two rows of large culture tanks side by side. Through the frosted peel-off shield, some human embryos soaked in nutrient solution can be vaguely seen.

Pointing to a large cultivation tank, Hatake Akira spoke with shock, like a country bumpkin who had never seen the world.

"Is this... human cloning technology?"

"Clone?" Orochimaru smiled and shook his head, "I would rather call this research result of mine "replica technology."

"Clone technology?" Hatake Akira thought for a while, then thought of something, and quickly asked Orochimaru, "Will there be clone transgenic technology in the future?"

"this……"

Orochimaru turned around and looked deeply at Hatake Akira, with an indescribable glint in his eyes.

After a moment of silence, Orochimaru turned around again and pointed to the small culture tank placed in a corner, "Mingjun and I came together and I have already started experimenting with this technology."

"But I still have to say one thing."

Orochimaru slowly walked to the small culture tank, flicked the protective cover of the culture tank with his finger, and made a dull sound.

"The research on this technology, I named it the "God-making" project."

"Creating a god...do you want to...?"

Listening to Hatake Akira's surprised and incomprehensible words, Orochimaru's mouth curved into a crazy smile, and the corners of his mouth became wider and wider.

Suddenly Orochimaru laughed wildly, and Orochimaru's crazy expression made Hatake Akira see what a true scientific research madman is.

"Human beings are born as humans, and gods are born as gods. But who has stipulated that humans cannot become gods?"

He suddenly turned his head to look at Hatake Akira, "Mingjun, I think you have the most say. Your current physical condition is to move from the essence of human life to the essence of god's life."

"You can do it, why can't I?!"

"I know that my body is not as good as Mingjun's, nor can I keep up with many ninjas who are famous for their physical fitness, but I have this."

Orochimaru reached out and tapped his forehead, "With it, I can use other methods to make up for the regret that I was born instead of a god!"

"This is a great idea."

Hatake Akira calmed down and asked, "Has your research made any progress?"

"I have an idea, but it will take some time to fully realize my plan to create a god."

Orochimaru had a look of visible disappointment on his face, "I haven't figured out many things yet, so it's a little troublesome to put them into practice."

Then, Orochimaru's eyes became fanatical again. He stared at Hatake Akira with his eyes, as if he wanted to see Hatake Akira clearly from the outside to the inside.

"With Mingjun's help, I think I can realize my god-making plan very quickly."

"You're not thinking..."

"Mingjun, you misunderstood." Orochimaru shook his head, "I only need a little bit of your blood, and you won't give anything else I want."

Still somewhat self-aware.

Seeing that Orochimaru didn't make any excessive demands, Hatake Akira naturally wouldn't pursue it.

With a slight nod, Hatake Akira finally agreed to Orochimaru's request.

But yes, yes, Hatake Akira hasn't forgotten the purpose of his trip.

"We'll talk about the blood drawing later. I'm here just to ask you, how are you preparing for resurrecting Nohara Lin?"

"We are ready and can resurrect Nohara Lin at any time."

"Okay, without further ado, shall we start now?"

"Okay." Orochimaru nodded and continued to lead the way, "Mingjun, follow me."

Hatake Akira turned the wheelchair and continued to walk forward behind Orochimaru.

Soon, the two came to a relatively closed laboratory. On the test table in the center, Nohara Lin was wearing the "Heavy Overlord" full-body armor.

Continuing to turn the wheelchair, Hatake Akira approached Nohara Rin, stretched out his finger and poked Nohara Rin's face.

The Q-bomb still carries the inherent temperature of the human body, and Nohara Lin's soulless body is perfectly preserved.

Withdrawing his fingers, Hatake Akira continued to take in the surrounding environment.

At the side and rear of the test stand, Sanshouyu Hanzo's body was tied to another test stand in a large shape.

The gas mask on his face had long been removed, and there was still a tiny wound on his forehead.

"Sansho Hanzo's forehead..."

"I destroyed part of Sanshouyu Hanzo's brain, and the destroyed part of the brain tissue is where the human soul is hidden."

"You mean...the prefrontal lobe?"

"I didn't expect Akira to have such a wide range of knowledge." Orochimaru glanced at Hatake Akira in surprise, "Indeed, the human soul is hidden in this part of the brain."

"As long as this part is destroyed, Sansho Hanzo's body can be kept active while allowing his soul to enter the Pure Land in advance, so as to lay the foundation for the next soul pressing step."

"I have a question."

Hatake Akira's eyes were curious, "Since you destroyed the prefrontal lobe of Sansho Hanzo's brain, how did Sansho Hanzo's body accommodate the new soul?"

"This is very simple."

Orochimaru's face was full of pride, "Repair the damaged prefrontal lobe of the brain, and there will be no problems that Mingjun is worried about."

"You mean...you can still repair it?"

"Otherwise?" Orochimaru was a little hesitant, "Although my achievements in medical ninjutsu are not as good as those of Tsunade, in terms of medical methods, I am no worse than Tsunade."

"Oh, I know you are an academic genius, so you don't have to show off anymore."

Hatake Akira complained, and then looked to the side of the test bench where Sansho Hanzo was lying. There was a cylindrical storage tank made of chakra crystals.

"Then the thing inside this thing should be the soul of your old department?"

"Yes, they are the souls of my fallen subordinates that I carefully selected."

"Last question." Akira Hatake looked up and looked directly above the test bench where Sanshouyu Hanzo was lying. There was a very weird electronic instrument displayed there, "What is this?"

"The soul injector I just finished making in the past few days."

Orochimaru's face was full of pride, and he was as proud as a peacock.

Walking forward, Orochimaru fiddled with the switch on the instrument twice, and the instrument started.

At the moment when the soul injector was activated, Hatake Akira noticed that the energy supply for this instrument was not electricity, but chakra.

A second-level chakra crystal whose quality is much lower than the chakra crystal on the Thunder God's Sword, but contains a large amount of chakra, is shining brightly at this time, constantly releasing its own chakra energy.

Opening his mouth, Hatake Akira wanted to ask about the price of this second-level chakra crystal, but he swallowed the words again when he reached his lips.

The price is definitely expensive. If you really ask about the price, it will only be Hatake Akira who feels distressed in the end.

Giving up on his plan to cause trouble to himself, Hatake Akira nodded towards Orochimaru, indicating that Orochimaru could start.

Buzz…

There was a soft sound, and the cylindrical storage tank displayed next to Sanshouyu Hanzo was opened, and an ethereal gaseous humanoid silhouette was sucked into the soul injector.

Click.

A helmet-like device on the soul injector slowly lowered, and finally fit on Sanshouyu Hanzo's forehead.

Buzz…

There was another soft sound, and Sanshouyu Hanzo's body trembled suddenly, and then he struggled and trembled on the experimental table like an epilepsy.

Fortunately, there were cowhide ties that fixed Sansho Hanzo's body, which prevented Sansho Hanzo's body from leaving the test platform.

After a long while, the body of the struggling and trembling Sanshouyu Hanzo gradually returned to calm, and his eyeballs began to react under his tightly closed eyelids.

"Lord Orochimaru..."

Sanshouyu Hanzo opened his eyes, and the first words that came out were choked with sobs, "It's been more than ten years... I can finally see you again..."

Hatake Akira, who was sitting in a wheelchair, looked around curiously. He knew that except for the reawakened Sansho Hanzo's body, which was still his, his soul had become someone else's.

Looking back at Nohara Rin who was lying on the other test table, Hatake Akira showed a smile on his lips.

The resurrection plan that has been prepared for a long time is finally coming to the final step...