Chapter 92 Tsunade Joins Occupation, Tears of Stopping Water

Under the darkness of night.

Duan took Bai Ze's headless corpse and walked to Uchiha's clan alone.

Just now.

Although he gave his brother-in-law Fugaku and the Uchiha all the blood, inciting them to attack the mountain cemetery, but it has to be said that Fugaku's worries are justified.

This battle is not so easy.

If Obito is there, he must take action to deal with it himself.

Otherwise, Obito alone can kill all the Uchiha clan except Fuyue. Even Fu Yue, who owns the kaleidoscope, may only be able to hold on for a while longer, and in the end he still cannot avoid the fate of death.

Shenwei must be suppressed by stopping time.

The issue is.

In addition to Obito, there are also black and white doubles.

Even if Hei Jue likes to hang up and watch the battle and doesn't know how to shoot, as far as I know, there are several powerful individuals among Bai Jue's many avatars.

For example, the scroll is white and A Fei.

In the original book, this guy dragged Five Kages and thousands of ninja coalition forces by himself, and finally died and disappeared because of the cancellation of Infinity Tsukiyomi.

Can be said to be the strongest Baijue.

In addition, if other members of the Akatsuki organization show up, it will add new troubles.

Almost forgot.

Under the mountain cemetery, there are still sleeping hundreds of thousands of Baijue troops cultivated with soil.

On the other hand, look at Uchiha.

The entire elite of the clan is less than a hundred people. Excluding Shisui who has become a useless person, only Fuyue is left with a kaleidoscope, barely touching the threshold of the Kage class.

Obviously not enough to watch.

Looking at it this way, Uchiha's going here is really extremely dangerous. The worst result is that the entire army is wiped out, and all of them are buried in the mountain cemetery.

None of them came back.

Of course, breaks are not included.

If he sees that the situation is not good, there is the last tactic of the Joestar family's ancestral tacticsgive it to Luda.

Stop and run when in use.

It's just that, there is a high probability that there is no way to get the intercolumn cells he wants.

Moreover, if the Uchiha clan is completely finished, the broken "chess pieces" will be gone, and they will never be able to play again.

In the future life, a lot of fun will be lost.

Think here.

Judging that, in order to ensure the safety of this military operation, he should find more helpers.

There is one just under the nose.

So.

He headed straight for Uchiha's medical room.

In a medical room, various instruments, medicines and tools are placed.

In front of the laboratory bench, under the bright light, Tsunade was concentrating on studying Obito's arm.

she found.

These two arms were detached from the body, and were thrown in the refrigerator for so many days. Once the cells and tissues returned to normal temperature, they would still wriggle non-stop.

What a powerful activity and vitality this is.

Incredible.

Next.

She cut off a part of the cell tissue, and tried to stimulate it with her yang escape chakra, to verify the conjecture in her heart.

An even more astonishing scene happened.

After the injection of Tsunade's chakra, the group of cells wriggled crazily, and finally unfolded slowly, transforming into a human face.

A familiar face.

"Grandpa..." Tsunade looked at that face and muttered, eyes full of shock.

at this time.

It seems that due to the interference of Tsunade Chakra, the cell tissue that turned into a human face was completely out of control, and it expanded rapidly in front of her, and finally turned into a

a tree.

That's right.

Seeing this scene, Tsunade became more and more convinced that this was the power of wood escape from her grandfather Senju Hashirama.

That is to say.

The owner of these two arms has successfully transplanted the cells from Qianshou Zhujian.

Tsunade looked at the tree in front of him, couldn't help but fell into deep thought, and recalled a past event.

Years ago.

During the Second Ninja World War, in order to end the years of continuous wars, the high-level Konoha headed by the third generation ordered:

Research on the cells of the first generation of Hokage, allowing Konoha to regain the power of Mutun.

But no one thought that in the process of subsequent human experiments, many people died and paid a heavy price, but the result was still a failure.

Later, with the end of the Ninja World War, this research was stopped by the third generation.

Another decade passed.

Driven by selfish desires, Orochimaru secretly restarted this research and conducted a large number of inhumane human experiments. As a result, things were revealed and he defected from Konoha.

It seems.

After so many years of tossing, is this research finally successful?

These two arms transplanted with intercolumnar cells, whose handwriting would it be, Orochimaru? High-level Konoha? Or someone else?

Tsunade frowned, full of thoughts.

As the granddaughter of Senju Bashirama, she doesn't want her grandfather's power to be used for evil at will, bringing more killing and chaos to this world instead of peace.

This kind of behavior is a blasphemy between Mu Dun and Qianshouzhu.

I was thinking.

boom.

Duan carried Bai Jue's body, pushed open the door and strode in.

"What is this?" Tsunade saw the headless thing at a glance, and couldn't help asking curiously.

Juan threw Bai Ze on the experimental table, and then told Tsunade what he said to the Uchiha people before.

Same as Fugaku et al.

When Tsunade learned about the secrets of Uchiha Madara, Hashirama Cell and Mutun's past, he opened his mouth wide in surprise and was stunned for a long time.

It took her a long time to come back to her senses, and she asked again:

"So, Uchiha will launch a military operation tomorrow night to attack the mountain cemetery thousands of miles away?"

"That's right, and I specially invited you to walk with Uchiha as a medical ninja. You can ask for a price for the remuneration."

Back to the point, she directly expressed her intention to Tsunade, but also told her clearly, "Of course, this operation will be very dangerous. If you don't want to risk your life, you can completely refuse."

"Let me... think about it."

Tsunade heard the words, put his left hand on his chest, rubbed his chin with his right hand, and thought about it.

Don't rush and wait patiently.

Time passed by one minute and one second.

finally.

Tsunade took a deep breath, made up his mind, and replied to Duan: "I agree."

Tsunade Hime has been in the ninja world for so many years, she hasn't seen any scenes, she hasn't beaten any enemies, so is she still afraid of danger?

The more important point is.

Tsunade wanted to know who was hiding in that mountain cemetery, who actually used the Hashirama cells to harm the ninja world.

If possible, she wanted to stop those people and take back this power for Grandpa and the Thousand Hands Clan.

"Okay, it's settled."

Duan stretched out a big hand to Tsunade, and the two reached an agreement in the form of a handshake.

He knew that after Tsunade learned about the cells between the columns, he would definitely not be able to resist the temptation.

Sure enough, he was hooked.

"For the sake of confidentiality, from now on you can only stay in the Uchiha clan until the end of this military operation. Are there any questions?"

Juan said again.

Tsunade glanced at the medical room, nodded, and readily agreed:

"There is a bed here, I will sleep here tonight. But you must send someone to tell my maid, lest she worry."

After speaking, she hesitated for a moment, and told Duan the address of the hotel where she stayed.

"No problem, I'll let someone do it."

Juan left the medical room after leaving a sentence.

Tsunade, on the other hand, returned to the experimental table and continued to study Obito's arm and Shiraeze's headless corpse.

With the addition of Tsunade, it can be regarded as adding a great power to Uchiha.

In the view of breaking.

Although this woman suffers from hemophobia, it is enough if she can display 50% to 60% of her strange strength and medical skills.

can help a lot.

the next day.

Uchiha's tribe seems to be no different from usual.

But if you look carefully, you will find that many Uchiha ninjas are in a hurry, and they also make eye contact when they meet each other, and they all become reticent.

This family seems to be planning something.

In such an atmosphere.

Zhishui used his senses to find his way and came to the small park in the clan area. When the Clan Association disbanded last night, Itachi made an appointment with him to meet here today.

Not for a while.

"Shishui, I'm sorry I'm late."

Itachi's voice came from behind, apologetic.

"It doesn't matter."

Zhishui smiled and didn't mind. He could hear that Itachi had something to bring him.

Sure enough.

"Zhishui, this operation is quite dangerous. Given your current situation, you are really not suitable to participate in the battle. You should stay in the clan territory. This is the decision of the clan leader."

Itachi smiled and told Shisui a good news.

When Zhishui heard it, he didn't need to guess. It must have been privately helping him to plead with the Fuyue patriarch.

He hesitated to speak, and finally did not reject Itachi's kindness, but chose to accept it.

"Shisui, you should stay in the clan area to recuperate well, and wait for Uchiha to triumph."

Itachi gave Shisui a few more instructions to reassure Shisui, and left in a hurry.

Zhi Shui stood where he was, showing a silent wry smile.

last night.

After learning those things from the broken mouth, he couldn't calm down for a long time.

Because he found out.

Uchiha Madara is the source of all the turmoil, and Madara's heir, the mysterious masked man who single-handedly concocted the Nine-Tails Rebellion, is even more unforgivable.

It was Madara and the masked man who pushed Uchiha and the village to the edge of the cliff step by step.

so.

For peace between the family and the village, the mountain cemetery must be destroyed.

Zhishui really wanted to do his part, but he also knew that with his current state, he really couldn't be of much help.

After a while.

He walked out of the park and walked aimlessly on the street alone, not knowing where he was going.

Walking and walking, I returned to my residence before I knew it.

Zhishui's home is a small courtyard with two or three houses, and he lives alone.

His ancestor Uchiha mirror, as the second generation disciple, died young at the age of only twenty-five in order to protect the will of fire.

His father also became disabled on the battlefield and died early due to injuries.

My mother was bedridden all year round and unfortunately passed away the year before last.

Since then, Zhishui has no relatives, no brothers and sisters, let alone a girl, and lives alone in this world.

Fortunately, the will of fire warmed him, making him willing to devote himself to the peace of the village and burn himself.

Can now.

The Anbu of the village doesn't need him anymore, and the family doesn't need him anymore, he...is nothing anymore.

Losing Sharingan does not make Zhishui lose his fighting spirit.

Even without those eyes, he is confident that through hard work, he can regain the level of an elite Jonin.

However, the heavy loss of being no longer needed by the village and the family was the fatal blow to him.

He seemed to be drained of all his strength.

Zhi Shui finally realized.

The present self is no longer the same as before, but just a poor blind man talked about behind his back.

crunch.

Zhishui pushed open the door, carefully stepped over the threshold, and was ready to go back to the room to rest.

But at this moment.

"who?!"

He suddenly yelled sharply, pulled out the katana behind his back in an instant, and assumed the posture of defending against the enemy.

Someone is in the room.

"I."

As a familiar voice entered his ears, Zhishui immediately felt a powerful chakra, like a mountain, oppressing him head-on.

Only one person can exude such a domineering aura.

"Broken? How do you..." Zhishui said with a look of surprise.

"Have you figured it out yet?"

Duan Dama sat on the opposite chair with a golden knife, and asked Zhishui expressionlessly.

"Figured out... what?" Zhishui was puzzled.

Duan shook his head, he didn't expect Zhishui to have forgotten, but he kindly reminded the latter once:

"I said at the beginning that taking away your kaleidoscope Sharingan is to prevent you from doing things that are not good for the family. Now, are you still planning to help the village or other outsiders to deal with Uchiha?"

Zhi Shui couldn't help showing a look of shame when he heard the words.

"Damn, I was wrong."

He did not make any refutation or justification, and his tone was gloomy.

Because Zhishui witnessed with his own eyes:

Under the leadership of Duan, Uchiha voluntarily gave up the police department and voluntarily was completely marginalized, thus reaching a settlement with the village.

He also just found out that the Kyuubi Rebellion was not caused by people in the family, but Uchiha was the victim instead.

Shisui used to have a prejudice against the family, thinking that the people had fallen into narrow nationalism, until now he didn't understand that Uchiha was forced to be like that.

After listening to Shisui's words.

"I hope you really realize that you were wrong."

Duan stood up, and when passing by Zhishui, he patted the latter on the shoulder and stayed for a few seconds.

Then, he pushed open the door and strode out.

soon left the yard.

Judgment, are you here to question me on purpose?

Zhishui stood there for a while before recovering, then sighed softly, and walked to the bed.

can be suddenly.

Um?

He felt his eyelids start to twitch inexplicably, and the sockets of his eyes became extremely itchy, as if his eyes were impatiently longing for something.

Driven by a kind of telepathy, Zhishui carefully touched the desk beside him and stretched out his hands.

He touched a glass container, which was broken.

As for what's inside, that's

Zhishui froze in place, slowly raised his trembling hands, and took off the bandages on his eyes.

His eyes are two black holes without eyeballs.

But at this moment, two hot tears flowed down slowly from inside, sliding across his cheeks...

(end of this chapter)