Analyzing the Ninja World Starting from Konoha

Chapter 115 A Guest Arrives (Please Subscribe and Vote for Monthly Tickets)

Aoba had already tested it and found that even if one ingested White Zetsu cells through consumption, they would still be corroded and turned into wood.

Many mice and crows died in the process.

However, it wasn't entirely without any gains.

Aoba dissected the eroded experimental animals and collected a lot of data.

He discovered that even after being broken down by stomach acid, leukocytes can still be absorbed by the body.

After repeated dissections, analyses, and improvements, the activity of leukocytes was reduced.

Starting from the fourth generation, feeding crows and mice no longer produces obvious rejection or erosion reactions.

Furthermore, the experimental subjects who consumed White Zetsu cells not only developed a faint amount of chakra in their bodies after a period of time, but also experienced a significant improvement in their intelligence.

Now, it's time for human trials.

The White Zetsu cells before us are the seventh-generation version improved by Aoba.

However, in order to conceal the presence of the White Zetsu cells, he mixed them with the soldier's rations.

Surprisingly, combining the two yielded even better results.

Long-term consumption also seems to have the effect of stimulating potential.

However, the time frame was too short, and the data was not yet accurate.

Originally, Uchiha Itachi was the core subject he had chosen for observation.

He was curious about what kind of chemical reaction would occur if the Uchiha, a descendant of Indra, ingested White Zetsu cells before awakening their Sharingan.

As for Ryoichi Ishida, he was an unexpected surprise.

He didn't expect that after he took down the troublesome Root ninja, the command would send him another person.

An ordinary ninja and a ninja with a bloodline limit – a perfect contrast.

This will make his research data more complete.

As for transplanting the Sharingan, Aoba never considered it.

As someone well-versed in medical principles, he has a clear understanding of the body's rejection response.

Even Orochimaru only wanted to possess Sharingan by taking over another person's body, not to directly take it from someone else.

The previous Naruto series was jokingly referred to by netizens as "The Legend of the Eyes," so it's impossible to say that Aoba wasn't interested in the Sharingan.

Now that we have volunteer test subjects, we definitely need to study them carefully.

Although the effects of food intake are not as rapid as direct transplantation, they are subtly improving the physical condition of both individuals.

Especially for Kei, chip data shows that the total amount of chakra in his body is increasing at 1.3 times the rate of Ryoichi, and the power belonging to the Uchiha in his bloodline has also become much more active than before.

The results were even better than those from chip simulation.

Aoba speculated that this might be related to the will of the two people.

The will to survive? The desire to become stronger?

When faced with a life-or-death test, this instinct can unleash potential far beyond what is usually expected, enabling people to accomplish tasks that are normally considered impossible, such as crawling for kilometers after a broken leg or enduring days in extreme cold.

What is the connection between this potential and the special chakra that the Uchiha awakened when he opened his Sharingan?

It's truly exhilarating!

Just then, Aoba's hand movements suddenly stopped.

He looked up and listened intently to the howling wind outside the tent.

A moment later, he quickly retrieved all the equipment into the sealing scroll, lifted the curtain, and went outside.

As night deepened, only a few embers remained of the campfire.

Aoba walked over to Kei and Ryoichi and tapped each of their foreheads with her finger.

"wake up."

Almost the instant the illusion dissipated, the two people who had been lying motionless on the ground suddenly opened their eyes, tensed up, and rolled over into a defensive posture, already holding kunai in their hands.

Seeing their reflexive reaction, Aoba was very satisfied.

"We have guests."

Qi and Liang understood Aoba's meaning in an instant.

The fatigue vanished, replaced by an irrepressible excitement.

Having experienced the two of them working together to kill a Sand Village Chunin a few days earlier, their confidence was greatly boosted.

"I stopped the leader."

Aoba's voice came clearly in the night breeze.

"The rest, one for each of you."

He pointed to two huge weathered rocks to his left rear and right front.

Without the slightest hesitation, Qi and Liangyi immediately understood, lowered their bodies, and, taking advantage of the cover of night and the terrain, silently made their way towards their respective targets.

In the distance, under the shadow of a rock, three Sand Village ninjas were lying in ambush.

The lead puppeteer gestured for his two subordinates to flank him from the side.

But just then, through his specially made binoculars, he saw that the three people from Konoha had actually separated on their own.

Two of them were moving quickly in two different directions, one to the left and one to the right.

Exposed?

The puppeteer felt a chill run down his spine.

He immediately manipulated the reconnaissance puppet lurking underground, only to find that the Konoha captain who had been standing by the campfire had vanished.

A chill ran down my spine.

Without hesitation, he leaped backward at top speed.

While still in mid-air, he flicked his hands, and several kunai with explosive tags attached flew out of his hands, accurately shooting towards the spot where Aoba had been standing.

boom!

The deafening explosion shattered the tranquility of the Gobi Desert.

Flames shot into the sky, and debris flew everywhere with the shockwave.

Amidst the billowing smoke and dust, the puppeteer's pupils suddenly contracted.

At the epicenter of the explosion, after the smoke cleared, a thick sand wall was clearly visible, perfectly blocking all the explosion and impact.

"Their reaction was pretty quick."

A calm voice came from behind the sand wall.

The puppeteer felt a chill run down his spine; this was a scene he had never imagined.

"The art of manipulating sand?!"

He gasped in shock.

Without time to think, instinct made him immediately recall the puppet and place it in a defensive stance in front of him.

He then summoned another puppet to guard his side.

He stared intently at the slowly dissipating sand wall and the figure emerging from behind it.

"How do you know our Sand Village's secret techniques?!"

His voice was filled with shock.

Aoba dusted off imaginary dust and strolled out leisurely.

"Oh, this."

He raised his hand, and the yellow sand on the ground, driven by his will, seemed to come alive, flowing along his fingertips.

"This was left to me by my half-brother."

"I must say, your sand-controlling technique is really useful in this kind of Gobi desert."

Aoba smiled.

"Half-brothers—from different fathers?"

The puppeteer was taken aback at first, then immediately realized what was happening, and saw Qingye's smile as nothing short of mockery.

"You wretched brat! Don't be so arrogant!"

The puppeteer moved his hands rapidly, controlling the two puppets with chakra.

The humanoid puppet's joints cracked, its arms outstretched, and two sharp blades coated with purple venom shot out from its palms as it charged straight at Qingye.

The beast-shaped puppets lowered their bodies, their back shells lifted to reveal a dense array of firing ports.

call out!call out!call out!

Hundreds and thousands of senbon were poured out like a torrential rain, blocking all the space around Aoba to dodge.

One provides long-range support, the other launches a close-range attack.

Classic puppeteer tactics.

Qingye did not move her feet, but simply raised one hand, her five fingers slightly spread.

"rise."

With this whisper, a large amount of yellow sand shot into the sky, forming a thick, hemispherical barrier around Qingye's body.

The clanging and clattering sounds blended together.

The thousands of needles struck the sand shield, kicking up fine dust. The deadly poison needles couldn't even penetrate the first layer of the sand shield's defense.

Seeing this, the puppeteer changed the movement of his fingers again.

The humanoid puppet tumbled in the air, its legs coming together to form a drill, piercing straight into the center of the sand shield.

"Drill it through!"

The puppeteer roared.

Aoba didn't move, but stood quietly in place, arms crossed over her chest, watching the puppeteer perform.

He inherited all of Centipede's "legacy," and he also knew puppetry, but compared to Sunagakure, puppetry had no market in Konoha.

So he also wanted to see how real puppeteers fought.

As for centipedes, they already belong to the category of weapons of war.

Not only does it require self-transformation, but it also needs massive energy resources to support it, making it completely unreliable.

Watching the puppeteer's flashy micro-management, Aoba roughly understood the puppeteer's fighting style.

Besides the endless array of mechanisms and hidden weapons, the most troublesome thing for puppeteers is poisoning.

Compared to exchanging escaping techniques, the fighting styles of puppeteers and Hyuga Byakugan share similarities: the latter focuses on close combat against people, while the former uses weapons to fight against people.

The core objective is to kill efficiently. If they encounter a normal ninja, the puppeteer does have a significant advantage.

However, when faced with someone like Aoba who possesses ninjutsu that combines offense and defense, or a high-speed ninja like Minato or Sakumo, the puppeteer's advantage will disappear.

Sasori was able to defeat the Third Kazekage, who was known as the strongest, by secretly poisoning him. Otherwise, the Third Kazekage's Magnet Release would have been a natural nemesis against puppets.

Feeling that the data collection was nearly complete, Aoba prepared to bring this farce to an end.

The sand shield, which was originally as hard as stone, suddenly loosened and turned into a flowing vortex, winding up along the puppet's sharp blade.

The puppeteer felt a heavy resistance coming from the chakra threads in his hands.

"not good!"

He tried to withdraw the puppet, but found that the tiny grains of sand had already squeezed into the gaps between the puppet's joints.

creak.

A piercing metallic scraping sound rang out.

The humanoid puppet's movements abruptly stopped, hovering in mid-air.

The sand filled all the gears and shafts, completely locking up their intricate internal mechanisms.

Aoba turned her head to look at the beast-shaped puppet on the other side.

The puppet was preparing to launch a second salvo when it also made a clicking sound as it extended its receiver, and then it quickly came to a complete stop.

"The more sophisticated the toy, the less room there is for even the slightest imperfection!"

Qingye spoke calmly, raising her hand in a loose grasp.

The sand rope surged up from beneath the puppeteer's feet before he could react.

Two streams of sand coiled upwards like pythons, rapidly spreading from his legs to his entire body.

In the blink of an eye, this puppeteer, who held a high position in Sunagakure, was wrapped in a giant sand cocoon, with only his head sticking out, his face filled with terror.

the other side.

The two Sand Shinobi who were originally dominating Uchiha Itachi and Ishida Ryoichi heard the commotion.

They turned around and witnessed their captain being subdued.

This scene was devastating to morale.

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