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Chapter 143 White Zetsu: "Do you even know how to poop?"

Flesh and blood are weak and feeble, while machinery soars to new heights?

What is that?

Sasori paused, even the chakra threads that were stitching up the wound seemed to falter.

Suzuki sat down cross-legged and slowly said, "Disease, aging, decay... this is the human body. It seems to have evolved to a very perfect state, but in reality, it has many intractable flaws."

"Eyes, neck, heart, brain..."

"Many organs in the human body are extremely fragile, and can be damaged even by the slightest external force; these are our body's fatal weaknesses!"

"Influenza, plague, blood disease... Even the most skilled medical ninja wouldn't dare claim to be able to cure all ailments."

"Aging is inevitable. Even powerful figures like Hashirama Senju and Madara Uchiha will face the onslaught of aging, ultimately leading to a tragic death and decay!"

"The fragility of flesh and blood is something that even chakra can hardly save."

Suzuki paused, looked down at Scorpion listening intently in the sandpit, smiled, and continued, "However, mechanical bodies don't have these problems at all. Machines don't get sick, they don't age, they don't rot. At most, they rust. But even if they rust, you just replace that part. If a gear breaks, you replace the gear; if a joint breaks, you replace the joint..."

"This cycle repeats itself, and the so-called immortality and eternal life are nothing more than things that can be obtained with ease."

Mechanical body...

It was as if a bolt of lightning had flashed through my mind, dispelling all the fog!

Yes, that's right...

How can mere flesh and blood possibly reach the end? Only machines can achieve true eternity!

Having only recently come into contact with puppetry techniques and being a novice in the art of eternity, Scorpion instantly understood!

"Yes, yes! That's it!" Scorpion seemed a little excited: "Puppets are machines, and human puppets are modified mechanical bodies. They don't age, they don't die, they don't decay—this is the highest art that can achieve eternity!"

However, Suzuki glanced at Sasori, shook his head, and said, "Eternity? Heh, I mean immortality, Sasori."

Then, without any mercy, she continued her attack: "Furthermore, the human puppets you mentioned don't exist forever!"

"..." Scorpion frowned, not understanding why Suzuki, who had just spoken so eloquently to him, would say such things now.

Eternity...does not exist?

How is that possible? A mechanical body can achieve eternity simply by constantly replacing its parts, right?

Scorpion immediately retorted, "Impossible! Human puppets are absolutely the only art form capable of achieving immortality!"

Suzuki stood up, looked down at the scorpion in the pit, and said calmly:

"Your body may be fine, but what about your soul? You must know that the soul can also dissipate."

This question struck Scorpion like a thunderbolt, leaving him stunned.

Yes... the body is fine, but what about the soul?

Scorpion fell into deep thought, and for a moment he seemed to feel no pain even from his bleeding wounds.

Looking at the Sand Village's genius puppeteer, who was in distress, Suzuki walked down into the sand pit and sat down beside him.

A strange look flickered in Suzuki's eyes as he asked, "Scorpion, have you ever heard of datafication?"

Sasori pondered for a moment, then asked with a puzzled look, "Are you talking about that thing that recently came out of the ninja world, what's it called, inside that computer?"

Suzuki smiled and nodded, then continued:

"Compared to the body, compared to the soul, human consciousness is actually the most resilient thing."

"Datafication..."

Suzuki talked a lot about the system and the issue of consciousness uploading.

He wanted to see Sasori of the Red Sand forge a different path, instead of stopping after turning himself into a human puppet, as depicted in the original story.

After all, geniuses, once they open their minds, might be able to do something truly exciting.

It's important to know that, compared to the soul core created by Sasori in the future, the Karma of the Otsutsuki clan was what truly intrigued Suzuki.

"And... um?" Suzuki paused mid-sentence, his gaze drifting into the distance.

Scorpion was listening intently when Suzuki suddenly stopped, and he quickly asked anxiously, "And then? What else?"

Just then, a fast-running duck, fully armored, appeared in the distant yellow sand.

"Croak—"

Hearing the duck's quack, Scorpion turned his head and looked over, exclaiming in surprise, "Little Tail?"

"Quack quack quack..."

"Little Tail, what brings you here? Haha, stop fooling around~"

The running duck sensed its owner's presence and quickly ran over, nuzzling the scorpion affectionately with its head.

"..."

Suzuki looked at this harmonious scene with a strange expression; it was indeed something he hadn't expected.

Seeing this, Scorpion smiled sheepishly, then a look of reminiscence crossed his face as he told Suzuki the story of himself and Oobi:

"Back then, those white teeth..."

As Sasori explained, Suzuki gradually came to understand.

Before Sakumo died, Chiyo gave Sasori a fast-running duck to alleviate his pain and hatred caused by the death of his parents. Sasori then named it "Tail," after the scorpion's tail. This duck was his only playmate in Sunagakure.

"It was always very attached to me. During the time when White Fang died, Grandma was busy with village affairs, and that cowardly Kazekage didn't dare to start a war. To be honest, I almost went crazy at that time."

"It was Xiaowei who kept comforting me and gave me companionship during those difficult days."

As he spoke, Scorpion looked at the running duck beside him, his eyes revealing a tenderness he had never shown before.

Although somewhat unexpected, the interesting changes were something he was happy to see.

"It's good," Suzuki commented with a smile.

He then stood up, dusted himself off, and said goodbye to Scorpion: "Alright, we've talked for quite a while now, I should go."

Then, he took out a Den Den Mushi and said with a gentle smile, "By the way, my name is Suzuki. If you ever have nowhere to go, you can press the button on this to find me."

After saying that, Suzuki handed the Den Den Mushi to Sasori and then turned and left.

"Wait, you haven't digitized it yet..."

Scorpion stared in astonishment at Suzuki getting up, but before he could finish speaking, Suzuki had already gone thousands of meters away.

"Quack quack quack..."

In the vast and silent desert, only the quacking of ducks could be heard. Scorpion held the Den Den Mushi, staring blankly at the figure that was once again becoming blurred in the yellow sand.

……

Before long, Suzuki had returned to the base.

"Lord Suzuki!"

"Lord Suzuki!!"

"Lord Suzuki!!"

The base has gained many more members, most of whom were sent by the Land of Iron and the Kaguya clan.

Suzuki walked along, nodding and smiling gently in response.

He then went to the laboratory to inquire about the progress of artificial Devil Fruit technology.

"Suzuki-kun, although we've made some progress, it will probably take some more time to fully grasp it," said Pharmacist Nono, who was wearing a white coat that revealed her impressive figure, earnestly.

Suzuki glanced at the busy researchers, including the petite Hanako, who was also wearing a white lab coat and learning alongside them.

"Well, it's good to make progress. Keep it up," Suzuki said with a smile.

"Okay, we'll keep trying!"

……

Back in the observation room, after a period of training and developing his abilities, Suzuki made his twenty-second return.

Early that morning.

Suzuki stayed alone in the observation room, quietly waiting for the moment of his return.

A moment later, a terrifying and powerful aura emanated from the room, shaking the calm sea outside the base and causing waves to rise.

However, in the blink of an eye, this momentum subsided.

The hundreds of members at the Ark Proverb base were all quite frightened by this sudden and terrifying aura.

Yakushi Nonou even called, her clear voice trembling slightly: "Rin... Suzuki-kun! What was that just now...?"

"It's okay, don't worry, it's me."

"Well……"

After briefly explaining the situation, Suzuki hung up the phone and carefully assessed his own strength.

Now, his physical abilities have reached an extremely terrifying level!

So scary...

The next second, Suzuki's figure disappeared from the room and appeared outside.

He stood on the sea and threw a punch at the surface!

Instantly, the air was blasted into a sonic boom!

The force of the punch tore through the air, even creating sparks, and blasted towards the sea surface hundreds of meters ahead.

boom!!!

In an instant, water splashed everywhere!

A large whirlpool, tens of meters wide, was created on the sea surface.

Suzuki calmly withdrew his fist.

This attack is comparable to the Morning Peacock when Might Guy opens the sixth gate in the future.

However, his punch did not use chakra or Armament Haki; it was purely physical strength. What a terrifying physique!

After experimenting with the increased strength resulting from the fusion, Suzuki glanced at the coastline dozens of kilometers away with a slightly enigmatic smile.

There, a white Zetsu disguised as a normal human was haggling with a fishmonger at the dock.

"Boss, this is all the money I have..."

"..."

Suzuki chuckled softly, withdrew his Observation Haki, and then returned to the viewing room, recasting his clone back into the One Piece world.

Only then did he begin to examine the items his clone had brought back.

More than a dozen more Devil Fruits.

However, it contains a Logia-type Devil Fruit—the Snow-Snow Fruit!

This fruit, which was originally eaten by Monet, a future subordinate of Doflamingo, has now been taken back by a clone.

It has to be said that this was a pleasant surprise.

Suzuki carefully put away all the Devil Fruits.

Immediately, his figure vanished from the room.

The Land of Waves, on the western coast.

A white Zetsu transformed into an old lady, happily walking along the shore carrying a bag of fresh sea fish.

"Mr. Ban should be able to eat it, right? The boss said the fish is very fresh and tender."

"Hmm... speaking of which." White Zetsu lifted the bag to his eyes, looking at the small fish swimming listlessly, his eyes filled with curiosity:

"Do you even know how to poop?"

However, the little fish couldn't speak; it was just startled and swam around haphazardly in the transparent bag.

Just as Bai Jue was feeling somewhat disappointed, a laugh came from behind him.

"Heh, it won't respond to you."

"But you came all the way here to buy fish, and the kind that's almost dead. Won't they just rot when you take them home? Is Mr. Ban's life really that difficult these days? You can't even eat dead fish?"

Two meters behind Bai Jue, Suzuki stood silently, a hint of a smile in his eyes.

"Huh? It won't live that long?" White Zetsu subconsciously widened his eyes, looking at the little fish in the bag in disbelief.

Suzuki smiled and nodded.

The Land of Waves and the Land of Grass are far apart; even with White Zetsu's Mayfly Technique, it would take a considerable amount of time to reach them.

"Wait, you know Mr. Madara too? Who are you?"

Although White Zetsu wasn't very bright and was a bit dim-witted, it still had a basic sense of vigilance, and it noticed the key point in Suzuki's words.

Seeing the White Zetsu clutching its bag, seemingly about to burrow into the ground and escape at any moment, Suzuki responded while raising his right hand and tapping it between its eyebrows:

"Well, I just saw that Mr. Ban was living in such dire straits, so I was preparing to give him a gift."

The next moment, before White Zetsu could even react, Suzuki's fingertip was already touching its forehead.

His movements stopped instantly, and his expression became blank.

blah blah...

With a series of soft crackling sounds of thunder, Suzuki frowned.

White Zetsu are the product of human corruption after being immersed in the Infinite Tsukuyomi released by Princess Kaguya in ancient times. Although their genes have changed, these creatures should still be considered half-human in theory.

But Suzuki then discovered that the White Zetsu had not only changed its genes, but its soul had also undergone a tremendous change!

Suzuki narrowed his eyes and abruptly pulled the White Zetsu's soul out.

A tree-shaped soul, as tall as an adult, was pulled out and floated in mid-air.

Strangely, there was a tiny humanoid soul, no bigger than the palm of a hand, embedded in the middle of the tree trunk, looking dazed and lifeless.

"Wow, the changes are too great."

Suzuki stared intently at the White Zetsu's soul, his brows furrowed as he fell into deep thought.

Could it be that the Divine Tree can not only extract energy and genes, but also absorb souls? Or is it because I was immersed in the Infinite Tsukuyomi for too long, which caused my soul to mutate?

still is……

After pondering for a long time, Suzuki put his thoughts aside.

He slightly adjusted White Zetsu's memories, then put its soul back in.

"Huh? Lord Suzuki?" White Zetsu exclaimed in surprise as he regained his senses.

Suzuki nodded calmly and said:

"Come on, come with me, let's go get some really good seafood for Mr. Ban. Oh, and throw away that bag of dead fish of yours."

"OK."

Not long after, Suzuki led the White Zetsu to find a Sea King near the Land of Waves.

With a light tap of his index finger, Suzuki unleashed a bolt of lightning that transformed into a lightning blade, slicing off a piece of flesh from the sea monster swimming in the ocean.

A moment later, on the beach.

Smoke gradually rose from the chimney.

White Zetsu, smelling the fragrant roasted meat, asked curiously, "Lord Suzuki, are you hungry?"

Suzuki sat on the ground, intently roasting the piece of meat in his hands, then shook his head and said:

"It's not for me to eat. Put it in the storage scroll and take it back to Mr. Ban to eat."

As he spoke, Suzuki smiled, his expression seemingly recalling something: "Mifune, you know the new leader of the Land of Iron, right? He's a long-established nobleman, and he raved about the food I made."

"Hehe, Mr. Ban used to fight all the time, and now that he's old, he lives in a cave. I guess he hasn't eaten anything good."

"My grilled meat is not only delicious, but also so tender it melts in your mouth, and it's even rich in nutrients. Take it back for Mr. Ban to help him recover and take care of himself. Oh, and don't say it's from me; just say you bought it yourself, okay?"

"Hmm... I understand~" White Zetsu nodded as if he understood, then twisted his body with a conflicted expression and asked shyly:

"Suzuki-sama, do you even know how to poop?"

"roll!!!"

(End of this chapter)