Hawks from the Land of Light are calling me a dove and an undercover agent in the chat group.

Wearing glasses, Kabuto the Pharmacist reported respectfully to the snake-like man who, despite being forced to lose both hands, remained incredibly powerful.

"Based on my 24/7 surveillance, there have indeed been no other outsiders within a 500-meter radius of Uchiha Sasuke. The strange things in his house seem to have appeared out of thin air. It is reasonable to speculate that they are the effects of a special space-time ninjutsu, like the Fourth Hokage's Flying Thunder God Technique."

"In addition, when he is alone, Sasuke Uchiha often inexplicably shows different expressions, such as annoyance, shyness, daydreaming, even silly smiles, as well as resentment and surprise. He has a full range of expressions, as if he is chatting with someone."

"Based on all the intelligence gathered during this period of surveillance, I boldly speculate that some behind-the-scenes organization with special space-time ninjutsu has its eye on you and is preparing to use Uchiha Sasuke as a springboard to brainwash him silently and use him to help you backstab at a crucial moment."

The reason we concluded that this was the work of an organization is because both the Ultraman DVDs and the snacks were clearly not something that one person could have made.

Even the most powerful ninja can only create things like water, fire, earth, and wood out of thin air; they cannot create such technological products, let alone something so obviously unique that even the Five Ninja Villages do not sell.

Orochimaru listened to Kabuto's report, his eyes gleaming. He licked his lips with his snake-like tongue, his face twisted with malice: "Space-time ninjutsu... Heh heh, Sasuke-kun, it seems you have quite a few secrets besides the Sharingan."

His first thought was that the Akatsuki organization was coming to kill him.

Whether it's the seemingly funny and eccentric fake rookie Tobi who actually poses a serious threat to him, or Pain who possesses the legendary Rinnegan, it's perfectly normal for them to have space-time ninjutsu.

However, after careful consideration, Orochimaru dismissed this possibility. The Akatsuki organization was not so slow and indecisive. If they had really found his whereabouts and infiltrated his base, they would have sent people to attack him directly long ago, and they wouldn't have bothered with any schemes or tricks.

The fact that he resorted to scheming and trickery proves that raw power cannot completely overwhelm him. However, no matter which member the Akatsuki sent, defeating him, who had lost both hands and could no longer perform hand seals or use many ninjutsu, would have been relatively easy, demonstrating their overwhelming strength.

Moreover, the Akatsuki organization simply didn't possess that level of technology, nor did they have the time to create things that were clearly just for entertainment.

"Should I kill the traitor beforehand, Lord Orochimaru?" Kabuto Yakushi made a throat-slitting gesture; he was still very loyal.

Orochimaru remained noncommittal about this preventative suggestion. His gaze was deep, and his tone was gentle: "Kabuto, do you think we ninjas are strong enough?"

Kabuto was taken aback for a moment, a little disoriented by the sudden shift in the topic, but he quickly recovered, thought for a moment, and nodded with unwavering certainty, saying, "Very strong, isn't it?"

He grew up in an orphanage and experienced that impoverished childhood. Compared to himself after becoming a Jonin-level ninja, ninjas are just too strong.

"Yes, very strong..." Orochimaru murmured, looking up at the moon, which was impossible to see from here. "According to legend, the moon was created by the Sage of Six Paths. If he had such power, it means that the Sage of Six Paths was not limited to the ninja world and was capable of interstellar travel to a certain extent."

"Lord Orochimaru, do you really believe this legend?" Kabuto Yakushi asked subconsciously. Ninjas were indeed very strong, but he found it hard to imagine that a mere human body could create such a huge moon.

“This is not a legend, Kabuto.” Orochimaru smiled, a very happy smile. “The ruins I found in a long-extinct country before I came back this time show that in the ancient times a thousand years ago, the Sage of Six Paths really did create such a feat, and he did not die from exhaustion as a result.”

The Sage of Six Paths can go there, and so can Orochimaru!

If the legendary Ninjutsu could reach that level, after so many years of development, the upper limit of the ninja world seems to be decreasing overall, especially since the deaths of the First Hokage and Madara Uchiha, the peak of combat power in the entire ninja world is now just ordinary Kage.

However, the various ninjutsu techniques developed over the past thousand years, and the widespread use of chakra, are advantages that did not exist a thousand years ago.

In this situation, how could Orochimaru, who possessed both the Impure World Reincarnation and the Undying Reincarnation, not have a chance to reach the level of the Sage of Six Paths?

"Although I find it hard to imagine the magnificent scene of a human body creating an object as large as the moon using a single technique... since it is a fact, perhaps we can change our perspective and see if the recorded history is missing some crucial part?"

Orochimaru muttered to himself, "For example, the Sage of Six Paths actually transformed into a fifty-meter-tall alien who could absorb sunlight, had a lifespan of at least a million years, could destroy the entire ninja world at will, and whose appearance surpassed the aesthetic standards of the ninja world, making anyone who saw him fascinated by him?"

"Huh?" Kabuto was dumbfounded. He hadn't dared to watch any of those DVDs without permission. He had stolen them while Sasuke was asleep and presented them to Lord Orochimaru. When Sasuke was about to wake up, he would take them back and put them back in Sasuke's room. So he really couldn't understand what Lord Orochimaru was saying.

"Fifty meters? Does that refer to the Akimichi clan's Expansion Technique?" Kabuto Yakushi could only rack his brains, trying to make an analogy from the information he knew. "But surely the Sage of Six Paths wouldn't use such a low-level ninjutsu?"

"hehe."

Orochimaru chuckled again. He didn't make things difficult for Kabuto, but his eyes gleamed with an extremely eager ambition, and he lowered his voice to say, "This is an opportunity, Kabuto. I haven't been able to fully investigate Akatsuki's secrets, but this time, the unknown organization we've contacted might be led by the Sage of Six Paths who returned from space."

"Even if it isn't, it's definitely a mysterious organization on par with Akatsuki, or at least above any single one of the Five Ninja Villages. It's not good to keep such an unpredictable enemy in the dark while we are in the light, nor is it good to just kill Sasuke-kun in one fell swoop."

"Since they have the ability to contact and assimilate Sasuke without my knowledge, they may also have the ability to assassinate me now. I should make direct contact with them, just like I did when I joined Akatsuki."

As Orochimaru spoke, he was already getting impatient and feeling quite elated. He was eager to get in touch with the new organization behind Sasuke, learn about their knowledge, and master their new secrets.

Unfortunately, we can't rush things. We can't confront Uchiha Sasuke directly, or we'll alert him.

"Lord Orochimaru, Sasuke Uchiha asked me today when you're leaving this time." Seeing the somewhat excited Lord Orochimaru, Kabuto Yakushi timely offered the best information, "I haven't answered him yet."

"Well done." Orochimaru said quietly, "When he gets up tomorrow morning, tell him that I have left and that I will be gone for at least a month this time. Remember, don't give anything away."

"Yes!" Yakushi Kabuto obeyed respectfully.

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"To Bruce Wayne, oh my dear Mr. Batman, it is well known that the foolish people of this earth have always had the wrong idea that anyone can rival me, Lex Luthor, the greatest strategist of all time."

"Yes, sir, it's obvious that you're the one who tried to scam me. You've been elevated to a pedestal. Of course, I know it's not your fault. After all, you're not in control of your own destiny. You don't have my kind of great wisdom, which allows you to do what you want and not do what you don't want."

"With your low level of intelligence, you can only be pushed around by people, so I don't blame you at all. Really, as long as you can stay true to yourself and not get lost in other people's flattery and mistakenly think that you can really extort me."

"I sincerely wish you would remain clear-headed, lest you run into an invincible wall and fall into utter despair when you try to fight me."

"Oh, and by the way, please give my regards to your two alien friends. You know who I'm talking about."

very good!

Looking at the email he had typed, Luther touched his non-existent, bald-headed imaginary head, snorted, and clicked send. He could easily imagine Bruce Wayne's furious reaction upon seeing the email.

Yes, no one is as wise as him, and no one is as composed as him.

Batman? Hmph, he's just a mortal with mortal wisdom and mortal cunning, nothing to worry about!

Ding dong.

A brand new email was quickly dialed back.

"Ok?"

Luther frowned in displeasure. Replying so quickly? That wasn't serious enough. How could one not carefully consider every word when communicating with the great Luther, spending at least a whole day and revising the email hundreds of times with trepidation?

The hillbillies in Gotham are so rude and have no manners!

What did he do that made the foolish Bruce Wayne unwilling to address him as "Respected Mr. Lex"?

[Hello, Luther. First of all, congratulations on your rise to power. It's a done deal. Once you're in power, your power will undoubtedly be unprecedentedly vast and expansive.]

Although I have no intention of discussing intellectual equality with you, since the other superheroes trust me, I cannot let them down. Yes, making a choice is difficult. After many days and nights of deliberation, I have decided to take my talents to England. As for Metropolis? I wish you happiness.

[As you know, the Queen of England has always been a big fan of Batman. She often says that even Sherlock Holmes wouldn't be as good as him. She's obsessed with the Batman character. I think maybe I could change my nationality and run for the next Prime Minister of England, just to be a little more like you.]

[Of course, England cannot compare to the power of this nation, so please forgive me for using a little trick. I have also won over Paradise Island and am currently preparing to win over Aquaman Arthur.]

[Out of a little bit of showing off, please allow me to explain my method.]

I've heard that some people on land were saved by the inhabitants of Atlantis, both men and women, and have fallen in love with Atlantean men and women as a result. I've found a business opportunity here. I will threaten Arthur: if he doesn't get Atlantis to vote for me and side with me, I will spread Atlantean anti-land theories.

In other words, I will sever all opportunities for humans and Atlanteans to meet, let alone reproduce. Furthermore, I will widely proclaim that Atlantis will corrupt human genes, even though the evidence I possess clearly indicates that humans and Atlanteans may have shared a common ancestor many tens of thousands of years ago.

I think Arthur is helpless against me, ha ha, wait for my good news, my dear friend Luther.

Love, Bruce Wayne.

ha? !

Luther was prepared to refute Bruce word for word, pointing out where his word choice was impolite, where his grammar was not elegant, and even where his sentences sounded unbecoming of an aristocrat or upper class.

But after reading this email, all my previous thoughts vanished into thin air, leaving only boundless anger swelling and growing.

Bruce Wayne was indignant, feeling that he had been belittled. This guy really thought he could outwit him, so when he was about to become president of this country, Bruce was trying to become prime minister of England in order to compete with him!

"Ha, ha ...

Enraged, Luther burst into laughter, laughing so hard he cried.

He laughed at Bruce for being reckless and Batman for being dim-witted. They thought of things without thinking and even dared to put their plans into action before they were even implemented. It was ridiculous!

"Hmph, but if he really manages to win over the Paradise Island and Atlantis alliance, it will definitely increase his bargaining power. I need to think of a way... I've got it!"

Luther's eyes lit up.

He remembered that Aquaman Arthur was a pacifist who was dedicated to peace between humanity and Atlantis.

Previously, Luther certainly looked down on the Atlanteans, but now that Bruce Wayne has found evidence that Atlantis may actually be a branch of human evolution, then they are all human, which is somewhat acceptable.

Bruce wanted to use violence to threaten, so Luther would spread the word about how beautiful and handsome the Atlanteans were, making people accept their appearance and culture. He would also open up all ports, granting the Atlanteans the right to land, and creating a marriage alliance between humans and Atlanteans!

He simply refused to believe that his sweet treat would be less persuasive to Arthur than Bruce's big stick, and that Atlantis was destined to stand up for and serve him.

"And you will gain nothing, you foolish Batman. I, Lex Luthor, am invincible! Hahaha!"

Chapter 223 Zero: Just say you want me dead!!

"Hey, Kassadin's Flying Kick, oh no, watch my Zero Flying Kick!"

"Senior Mebius, just you wait and see! Do you think a genius like me can't even learn a mere Ultra Bomb? Zero Light, shatter it! -- Ahhh, it's so hot, it's going to explode!"

"Ultra Guillotine? Hmph, a mere forbidden move from the previous generation, its learning difficulty is nothing special. You watched me get my hands on it and immediately mastered it. Ouch, I cut my finger! Ah no, I didn't say anything, I didn't cut myself. Such a stupid thing could never happen to me. My talent will definitely crush Ultra Guillotine!"

"Smuth Ray? It's just the instructor's mere original special move. Well, it's somewhat powerful, but I believe I can definitely create an even more powerful original special move in the future. Just wait and see how I easily save Old Man Kassadin from a difficult situation while on a mission after I graduate, haha!"

Uh……

Seeing Zero laughing heartily with his hands on his hips, the honest Mebius hesitated, knowing that Zero's arrogance wasn't a good thing, but he was tongue-tied and couldn't come up with anything philosophical or insightful. After struggling for a long time, he could only manage to say, "Being too concerned about your talent isn't a good thing, Zero."

"Hmph, what's there to be afraid of? I've been making rapid progress lately~"

Zero rubbed his nose and chuckled, "It's just that old instructor Deng isn't here, otherwise I would have shown him my performance, and he would definitely have to praise me! Don't worry, Senior Mebius, I know you mean well, but I feel that I'm incredibly strong now, I'm not afraid of anyone!"

"Not even afraid of the instructors anymore?" Nais asked from the side.

"Uh, this..." Zero hesitated for a long time, but out of pride for his rebellious youth, he finally raised his head and gritted his teeth to insist, "This old instructor is too old. From now on, it should be the era of the new generation, Zero. It's time for the Land of Light to change dynasties!"

"it is good!"

Zais, who was nearby, was immediately filled with respect, clapping and cheering loudly, "Well done! That's the spirit young people should have! Don't embarrass yourself! That's fantastic! Zero, next time you'll be the one to deal with the instructor. We believe in you, you must win!"

Zero cupped his hands in greeting to his kind senior brothers and other elders, saying, "Hehe, you flatter me, you flatter me."

"Will you win?" Regulus tilted his head. "But Zero, you can't even beat Leo and Astra together in a one-on-one fight right now, can you? Forget about them teaming up, you can't even guarantee a win in a one-on-one fight, can you?"

"Thirty years west of the river, thirty years east of the river, never underestimate a young man's potential!"

The smug Zero immediately waved his hand and hummed, "With my talent, as long as the instructor comes back one day later, I will have a significant growth period. Hmph, given enough time, I will definitely defeat the instructor, definitely defeat him!"

This kid is beyond saving; he's become too arrogant.

Mebius was quite helpless. Although he was an honest man, he could tell that Zais and Neus were not agreeing with Zero, but rather trying to flatter him to his detriment.

These two guys are still having too much fun and aren't serious at all. Since they used to be the ones who got the most scoldings from the instructors, they also want to see the contrast between Zero's extreme arrogance and his being disciplined by the instructors.

Although this is also a form of help.

Although everyone could see that Zero was getting cocky, without the instructor's teaching ability, simply saying a few words wouldn't be useful, and since they couldn't overpower Zero in a fight, it wasn't very effective.

When will the instructor be back?

Mebius was very worried.

……