Infinite: The Main God Space Starting from Naruto

Chapter 151 Injection of Interstitial Cells

Deep within a dark cave, in Orochimaru's underground laboratory.

Countless scrolls and books were scattered everywhere, and the air was filled with a strange smell that was a mixture of herbs and chemical reagents.

On the ground, a complex magic circle emitted a faint blue light.

Orochimaru stood before the magic circle, his golden snake eyes gleaming with anticipation and excitement. He took a deep breath and slowly placed his palm on the center of the magic circle.

"Sizzle!"

The magic circle instantly lit up with a dazzling blue light, and the runes flowed rapidly within the circle like water.

However, just as Orochimaru's eyes showed anticipation, the magic circle suddenly made a muffled sound, the blue light abruptly went out, and a wisp of green smoke rose up.

"Failed again?" Orochimaru frowned, turning to walk towards the nearby lab table. He picked up a pen and quickly jotted down notes in a thick notebook:

"The 172nd experiment, attempting to activate the magic circle with chakra, failed."

He paused for a moment, then continued, "Preliminary speculation suggests that while chakra and magic are both forms of energy, they may be fundamentally different. Perhaps a method needs to be found to transform chakra into a form closer to magic."

He put down his pen, a thoughtful look flashing in his eyes.

"It seems that simply relying on chakra nature transformation is not enough to fully simulate the characteristics of magic. Perhaps we need to introduce some kind of special catalyst, or fundamentally change the way energy is composed?"

Just then, footsteps suddenly came from outside the cave, interrupting Orochimaru's thoughts.

Orochimaru's lips curled slightly upwards as he said without turning his head, "I didn't expect you to actually dare to come."

"In the ninja world today, there are not many people who can stop me." A deep voice sounded from behind.

Orochimaru then slowly turned around and saw Fugaku standing at the cave entrance, arms crossed, his Sharingan eyes gleaming slightly.

"Oh?" Orochimaru raised an eyebrow. "It seems you're quite confident in your abilities, Fugaku-kun."

Fugaku shook his head, his brow furrowing slightly. "But it's not enough. My clansmen told me about the battle Madara Uchiha fought. That power... it was simply beyond imagination."

Orochimaru's eyes flashed with interest: "Madara's power? Interesting. It seems he really is still alive." He turned and walked towards the cabinet next to him.

"I don't know what Madara Uchiha's opinion is of the Uchiha clan now," Fugaku continued, a complex look in his eyes. "When he left Konoha, no one followed him, and after his resurrection, he showed no intention of contacting the Uchiha clan."

Fugaku paused for a moment before continuing, "I led my people to the Land of Waves. There's a port there, accessible via the sea from the Land of Mist. Most importantly, it maintains a certain distance from the Five Great Nations, and the Poison Woman can hide in the sea."

Orochimaru nodded: "Choosing the Land of Waves was indeed a wise decision. However, you must be careful. Recently, the five great nations have been preparing for the possible emergence of Madara Uchiha, and each village is recalling ninjas. I estimate I will have to go back soon. Konoha will probably need to elect a new Hokage this time."

Fugaku raised an eyebrow: "Oh? You want to run for Hokage?"

Orochimaru smiled slightly: "If it were the old me, I might have run for office. But now I have a higher goal."

He opened the cabinet, which was filled with countless test tubes. Orochimaru picked up a syringe filled with green liquid, which gleamed eerily in the dim light.

"This is the result of my previous research: Hashirama cells. According to my research, the bloodline of the Senju clan can complement the bloodline of the Uchiha clan, and can even produce amazing effects."

Fugaku frowned, staring warily at the syringe: "Are you going to transplant some Hashirama cells into me?"

Orochimaru chuckled: "That's right, this could be a shortcut to improving your strength, and with that place there, you can almost ignore the side effects."

Fugaku narrowed his eyes slightly, his voice low and deep: "You mean..."

Orochimaru held the syringe up to his eyes, the green liquid gleaming eerily under the light: "All we need to do is transplant it before the next mission begins, and once we enter that place, we can remove the side effects through treatment."

His gaze fell on Fugaku. "So, how about it? Interested in giving it a try?"

Just then, a emotionless, mechanical voice suddenly rang in Fugaku's mind:

The reincarnation mission is about to begin. Reincarnators, please prepare yourselves.

Fugaku's pupils suddenly contracted, and he glared at Orochimaru: "My mission is about to begin."

Orochimaru frowned, a hint of surprise flashing in his eyes: "What a coincidence?" He quickly glanced at the syringe in his hand: "Then there's no time to hesitate, shall we inject?"

Fugaku took a deep breath, a resolute glint in his eyes.

He strode to the lab bench, sat down without hesitation, and stretched out his right arm: "Come on."

Orochimaru didn't touch Fugaku's arm; instead, he ripped open Fugaku's shirt, revealing his muscular chest.

"What are you doing?!" Fugaku's eyes widened, and the tomoe in his Sharingan suddenly stopped.

"An injection in the arm is too slow, there's no time." Orochimaru's golden snake eyes gleamed with excitement. "Injecting it directly into the heart will have the best effect."

"etc--"

Fugaku's pupils contracted sharply, but before he could struggle, Orochimaru had already aimed the syringe at his heart.

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With a soft click, the sharp needle pierced the skin and went straight into the heart.

"hiss--"

Fugaku gasped, feeling a rush of icy liquid quickly enter his body. Instantly, a burning sensation swept over him like a tidal wave, as if countless fine needles were piercing his veins.

"Ugh!"

Fugaku's pupils contracted sharply. He clenched his teeth, fine beads of sweat forming on his forehead. Every muscle in his body trembled violently, as if he were experiencing unspeakable pain.

【10, 9, 8】

"Fugaku, hold on!" Orochimaru shouted, his hands moving without stopping as he pushed the last drop of liquid into Fugaku's body.

A flicker of worry crossed Orochimaru's eyes, but it was quickly replaced by the excitement of scientific research. He kept a close eye on Fugaku's reaction, his pen rapidly scribbling in his notebook.

"Interesting, the reaction is stronger than expected." Orochimaru muttered to himself, "It seems that the compatibility between the Uchiha bloodline and Hashirama cells is indeed extraordinary."

Orochimaru's golden snake eyes gleamed with excitement as he leaned closer to observe Fugaku's changes and whispered, "How are you feeling now? Can you describe the changes in your body?"

Fugaku stared wide-eyed at Orochimaru, his face contorted in extreme pain. His lips trembled as if he wanted to say something, but the intense pain prevented him from uttering a single syllable.

Orochimaru, seemingly oblivious to Fugaku's pain, continued, "Once we get there, if possible, make a record of your appearance."

【3, 2, 1】

Before he could finish speaking, Fugaku's body suddenly began to turn transparent.

The next second, Fugaku's figure completely disappeared from the laboratory, as if he had never existed.

Orochimaru stood there, a hint of regret flashing in his eyes. He looked down at the unfinished notebook in his hand and sighed softly, "What a pity, there's still so much data I haven't had time to collect."

He turned and walked to the lab table, picking up another syringe: "Looks like I'll have to do it myself next time."

(End of this chapter)