Naruto Dream Fulfillment Master

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Itachi's pupils suddenly contracted!

No matter how well he disguised himself, his body stiffened for a moment.

However, after a short while, Itachi forced himself to calm down.

He looked up at Obito and sneered disdainfully, "A boring guess."

However, his reaction spoke volumes.

Even though Itachi tried his best to restrain himself, Obito still noticed the slight stiffness and flicker in his eyes.

Having confirmed his suspicions, Obito chuckled with amusement: "Heh... I see. You're something else, Itachi."

He didn't dwell on the issue, but instead casually threw out another, more dangerous suggestion: "In that case... why not let me train this 'Oh Bean' who has just awakened her kaleidoscope and has unlimited potential?"

"You shouldn't mind, right? After all, this way you'll have less to worry about, won't you?"

Obito's casual voice rang out in the forest, but it sent a chill down Itachi's spine.

He suddenly looked up, his eyes flashing with a cold, icy light: "..."

Itachi stared intently at the dangerous man before him, forcing himself to remain calm.

After a moment, he said in a deep voice, "Konoha will not agree."

"Konoha?"

Obito scoffed at this, arrogantly and disdainfully saying, "Konoha? Hmph, why should I, Uchiha Madara, consider Konoha's opinions when I act?!"

"If someone wants to take it, just snatch it from them!"

Before he could finish speaking, Itachi's long-maintained composure crumbled instantly, and an unprecedented surge of anger welled up in his heart.

"you dare--!"

Itachi's eyes instantly turned crimson, and his three-tomoe Sharingan spun rapidly, locking onto Obito in an instant.

"Don't lay a hand on him!"

Itachi's voice was deep and fierce, each word resounding.

Killing intent, an unprecedentedly intense killing intent!

In an instant, the surrounding area fell silent, the fallen leaves froze, and even the birds in the forest seemed to be terrified by this astonishing aura and disappeared without a trace.

Despite Itachi's overwhelming and terrifying aura, Obito did not back down in the slightest.

He remained standing quietly in place, even adopting a leisurely and self-satisfied posture.

He first snorted disdainfully, then let out a smug laugh: "Hmph... Haha... Just as I thought."

Obito looked Itachi up and down with great interest, as if admiring a masterpiece.

"Even someone as calm as you can show this expression for your younger brother..."

He remarked sarcastically, yet his voice betrayed a deep sense of satisfaction.

Seeing that Itachi finally couldn't hold back and revealed a weakness, Obito spread his hands in a gesture of reassurance.

"Don't be so nervous~"

As he spoke, his tone suddenly became more relaxed.

"I was just joking, don't take it seriously."

Obito gave a forced smile, then changed the subject, reverting to his indifferent and cold demeanor.

"However... you'd better remember your choice, Itachi."

"You should think carefully before you do this for your 'stupid' little bean."

Before he could finish speaking, Obito's figure had already become blurry on the spot.

His body began to twist little by little from the tiger-skin mask, as if being sucked into another unique space by an invisible vortex.

A moment later, with the last ripple in the air, the masked man vanished completely.

Chapter 246 Edo Tensei Madara: Have you seen me at my peak?

The Land of Fields, the Village of Sound.

In the cold, dark underground laboratory, the light shone on the experimental table in the center.

Lying on the platform was a pale, thin body with indistinct outlines and no obvious features. The only distinguishable features were its human-like limbs and head.

Upon closer inspection, the skin had a pale, ashen color, like that of a bloodless corpse.

Orochimaru, dressed in a white robe and wearing latex gloves, was intently cutting a White Zetsu on the lab table with a scalpel.

His vertical pupils never blinked, and he would occasionally report a string of data.

Beside him, the pharmacist adjusted his glasses and focused intently on rapidly recording various parameters in his notebook.

A moment later, after the last tissue sample was examined, Kabuto closed his notebook and said regretfully, "Lord Orochimaru, based on the current test results..."

"While White Zetsu's biological tissues possess extremely strong compatibility, the amount of basic chakra contained within them is disappointing, and they are probably not of much value to ordinary people."

"Hmm..." Orochimaru responded indifferently upon hearing this.

He used tweezers to pick up a piece of the cut-off white Zeus tissue and examined it for a moment.

Under the microscope, the cells of that pale tissue were still stubbornly dividing and wriggling, showing an astonishing activity far beyond that of ordinary people.

However, Orochimaru frowned slightly, and a hint of displeasure flashed in his eyes.

"The unique cellular activity is indeed remarkable..."

"Unfortunately, both the quality and quantity of chakra are too low."

Such a level of chakra is far from sufficient to serve as a vessel for the Reanimation Jutsu...

But the research is not without significance.

Even if we follow the old path and target the Uchiha clan as the main objective, fusing with White Zetsu would greatly reduce the consumption of the Sharingan...

Orochimaru placed the tissue back into the petri dish and calmly said, "It's interesting, but its practicality is not high at the moment."

Sensing the disappointment in Orochimaru's words, Kabuto Yakushi stood aside with his head down, not responding.

He understood that this White Zetsu had originally been the object of great hope.

But now it seems that even the strongest vitality of this White Zetsu cannot make up for its essential shortcomings, so Lord Orochimaru is inevitably losing interest.

Orochimaru clicked his tongue, and the burning curiosity in his golden snake eyes gradually dimmed.

He took off his gloves and casually ordered, "Organize the lab records, Dou."

After saying that, he turned around and was about to leave the experimental table, but just as Orochimaru finished speaking...

In a corner of the laboratory, a large patch of shadowy ground suddenly seemed to come alive, silently wriggling!

The dark floor slowly bulged up, and a strange figure, half black and half white, silently emerged from the ground.

Immediately afterwards, the entire figure emerged from the shadows, its pitch-black half clinging tightly to its pale half, appearing as if black and white had been forcibly spliced ​​together.

Orochimaru noticed Zetsu's appearance immediately. He stopped abruptly, slowly turned around, and his handsome face revealed no emotion.

At this moment, the white figure following Jue was quite eye-catching.

That was another White Zetsu.

However, unlike the one on the experimental table, this White Zetsu presented a bizarre form with the left half humanoid and the right half tree-like.

The left half of its body is no different from the common white monsters, with pale skin, smooth skin, and a barely human-like outline.

However, the right half of his body was completely twisted and twisted, like a deformed and wildly growing tree trunk, as if it were a product of a person and a plant being brutally grafted together.

Jue slowly emerged fully from the shadows.

As soon as he appeared, he let out a strange, cackling laugh and said bluntly, "Orochimaru... I've brought the vessel for the Impure World Reincarnation."

As he spoke, Black Zetsu kept his eyes on Orochimaru, observing the latter's reaction.

"Oh?"

Orochimaru's golden snake eyes narrowed slightly, his gaze instantly drawn to the special white Zetsu beside Black Zetsu.

My spirits, which had been somewhat dampened by disappointment, seemed to be reignited at this moment.

He let out a low, enigmatic laugh and walked up to the white Zetsu.

"This sample... seems a little different from the previous one?"

Orochimaru looked at the half-tree-transformed White Zetsu before him with great interest, narrowed his eyes and spoke slowly.

His gaze swept back and forth along the twisted tree-like structure of the right half of White Zetsu's body, as if he wanted to see through every inch of it.

Seeing this, Black Zetsu didn't keep them in suspense any longer and chuckled, "Of course, this is a custom-made version that I prepared specially."

Orochimaru's eyes flashed with a sharp light.

The words "customized version" completely piqued his interest.

He raised his hand and pinched Bai Jue's twisted right arm twice.

It feels tough and cold to the touch, like dead wood or petrified skin.

However, just as he exerted his strength, a familiar aura of chakra suddenly emanated from him.

"!!"

Orochimaru's pupils contracted sharply, and his body trembled almost imperceptibly.

The life force emanating from that wisp of chakra was too pure and powerful!

Orochimaru slowly withdrew his trembling hand, and his gaze toward Black Zetsu suddenly turned fiery and greedy.

"This is... such pure, such boundless life force... there's no mistake!"

"These are interstitial cells?! And... their purity isn't low either!!"

Upon hearing this, Kabuto, who was standing to the side, gasped and his expression changed drastically.

He could no longer remain calm.

Hashirama cells—this is one of the forbidden topics that Lord Orochimaru has been researching for many years.