This Naruto is too easily persuaded.

Chapter 100 Being Controlled

Naruto and his group returned to the underground base of Otogakure.

Although Tsunade's hands were not bound, the complex jutsu on her abdomen acted like a lock, tightly locking away most of her chakra, leaving only a small amount to maintain basic ninjutsu.

She followed behind Naruto, looking at the deformed experimental subjects thrown into the life support pods around them, her eyes filled with disgust: "You're still as repulsive as ever, Orochimaru."

Orochimaru, walking behind, let out a hoarse laugh: "Hehehe—Tsunade, you're still so naive."

"Beneath the glamorous facade of Konoha lies no less darkness than here."

"At least their lives contributed to science, unlike—"

Naruto ignored their reminiscing and headed straight for the center of the laboratory.

As Kabuto pushed open the heavy door in front of him, light shone out from inside.

"arrive."

"Tsunade, this will be where you work from now on."

Drip, drip, drip.

The heart rate monitor emitted a monotonous sound, as if it were counting down the days to life.

On the operating table beside them lay a white-haired boy.

Kaguya Kimimaro.

By this time, he had become so thin that he was practically skin and bones, and the veins were clearly visible under his pale skin.

The most terrifying thing is his skeleton.

The Corpse Bone Pulse, which was the strongest weapon of the Kaguya clan, has now become a deadly scythe.

Uncontrolled bone cells are proliferating wildly, relentlessly piercing and squeezing his fragile organs from the inside of his body.

"Naruto-sama—"

Kabuto glanced at Kimimaro's health indicators and said gravely, "Kimimaro's condition—has reached its limit."

"His hematopoietic disease has now fully erupted, and the proliferating bone spurs have pierced his internal organs, leaving them riddled with holes."

"I'm afraid—he might stop breathing at any moment."

Orochimaru stood aside, looking at his former perfect vessel. A hint of regret flashed in his golden vertical pupils before turning into indifference: "Naruto-kun, give up."

"As a container, it is already damaged."

"This is a collapse at the genetic level, a curse brought about by the Kaguya clan's ancestral regression, and even I am powerless to change it."

Naruto walked to the operating table and looked at Kimimaro, who was still unconscious but had a furrowed brow and was enduring excruciating pain all over his body.

He reached out his hand, and a pale blue light shone forth as he pressed it against Kimimaro's forehead.

This is the power of the Hōgyoku.

Although Naruto's medical skills were insufficient to cure Kimimaro, he could at least keep him alive until his last breath.

Naruto turned around and looked at Tsunade, who looked slightly shocked: "Tsunade, this is your first job."

Tsunade frowned slightly and took a few steps closer. Her medical instincts made her start observing the patient.

Naruto pointed at Kimimaro and stated calmly.

Kimimaro suffers from a genius disease.

"Due to the bloodline of the Kaguya clan being reverted to its ancestral form, he was given a stronger ability to control his bones than normal members of the clan."

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"But his mortal body could not withstand this evolution, leading to the collapse of his genes."

"Ordinary medical ninjutsu cannot cure him; I can only temporarily lock up his life force."

As he spoke, Naruto's eyes gleamed: "But as long as we help him unlock the second stage of his gene lock, he will be able to perfectly control every muscle, every bone, and even every cell in his body."

"His incurable disease also disappeared on its own."

"It just so happens that you recently gained experience in treating first-order gene locks, not to mention that you are the person in the ninja world who understands cell repair and Yang Release chakra the most, so this is why I asked you to come here."

Tsunade was taken aback.

Before this, she had never heard of any so-called gene lock.

However, what happened to Shizune forced her to believe the boy's theory.

According to Naruto, Shizune's genetic lock was only at level one, while the one he was helping Kimimaro unlock was level two.

Can a second-order gene lock perfectly control the body?

If someone else had said those words, she would have thought they were crazy.

But seeing Naruto's determined gaze and recalling Shizune's previous changes, she wavered.

Even if it's theoretically feasible—

Tsunade gritted her teeth and continued, "But why should I help you? I have no obligation to save one of Orochimaru's subordinates."

"Moreover, this kind of surgery is extremely risky, and I'm not confident that I can save his life."

"It's okay if you're not confident, just do your best."

Naruto casually remarked, "As for why you saved him—"

He looked up, revealing a capitalist-like smile: "Tsunade, given that resources are limited..."

"To ensure fairness, I have decided to implement a contribution-based points system within the organization from now on."

"Points?" Tsunade was stunned.

"That's right."

Naruto spoke as if he were explaining company rules and regulations: "Every successful mission, every perfect surgery, every contribution to the organization will be counted as points."

"These points will be an important indicator for redeeming revival slots and revival order in the future."

"You can think of it as currency."

Naruto looked at Tsunade with a deep gaze: "You wouldn't want to wait until the technology is mature, only to find yourself unable to obtain a body because you don't have enough points, just watching Nawaki and Kato Dan's souls line up, would you?"

"you!"

Tsunade was so angry that she trembled all over.

Is the resurrection of loved ones treated as a commodity to be exchanged through labor?

This brat—he's a devil in human skin!

"Naruto-sama."

Kabuto Yakushi, who had been silent all along, suddenly spoke up.

His glasses reflected a white light, and his eyes held a mixture of eagerness and probing: "If it's a points system—if you accumulate enough points, can you redeem them for the qualification to become one of our own?"

He also wanted that chain, and that seat of true trust.

Naruto glanced at Kabuto, a slight smile playing on his lips: "Of course, Kabuto, I know your abilities very well."

"As long as you cooperate well with Tsunade during this surgery, your points—will be enough very quickly."

"I see."

Dou's breathing became a little rapid, and he immediately turned around to pack up the surgical instruments, his movements more proactive than ever before.

"You see, the rules are very fair."

Naruto looked at Tsunade again, spreading his arms wide: "Kimimaro was the test subject for this gene repair technology."

"If you can save him, not only will you be able to verify the feasibility of the resurrection technology, but you two will also receive a generous amount of points."

"This is a win-win situation; you won twice!"

"Now, tell me your wishes, Tsunade."

"Did you put on the white coat to begin earning hope of bringing your loved ones back?"

"Should we just watch Kimimaro die and then abandon our resurrection plan?"

On the operating table, Kimimaro's heart alarm grew increasingly piercing.

Karin, standing nearby, tugged at Naruto's sleeve with a hint of pity: "Naruto-kun—this older sister looks like she's about to cry—"

"You have to call her 'Grandma'—and this is just a choice you have to make."

Naruto touched Karin's hair.

Tsunade, standing to the side, clenched her fists tightly.

She looked at the dying boy on the operating table, and then thought of Rope Tree's smiling face.

If we don't do it, all hope will be lost.

If you do it, you're completely on the wrong path.

But does she—do she even have a choice?

"Give me the scalpel."

Tsunade took a deep breath, her voice hoarse, as if she had used up all her strength.

She grabbed the white coat next to her and draped it over her shoulders, her eyes turning fierce and resolute: "Naruto Uzumaki, if you dare to lie to me—I will personally break your bones."

Then, she turned to Karin and said earnestly, "Not mother-in-law, but older sister!"

The operation begins.