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

It's a pity that Sasuke is too damn resilient to pressure. If it were an ordinary Uchiha, after being so intimidated by him in the Forest of Death during the Chunin Exams, they would have activated their three-tomoe Sharingan on the spot. But Sasuke didn't utter a single word. You expect someone like that to activate their Mangekyou Sharingan? What a joke!

So now he is really curious about what Batman did to achieve something that even Orochimaru could only be disheartened and forced to give up.

“This isn’t my doing.” Bruce waved his hand, not one to take credit for something like this. “You’re really amazing, Casa.”

Orochimaru was unaware of this due to a lack of information, but he knew that it had absolutely nothing to do with Batman. It was probably just that Sasuke was watching the live stream and was so shocked by the sheer number of advanced life forms in the Ultra Universe that he broke through his limits and was forced to activate his Kaleidoscope Sharingan.

"Kaleidoscope? Who? Me?"

Sasuke Uchiha was completely dumbfounded, his face filled with question marks. He reached up and touched his pupil, feeling the windmill-shaped, blood-red texture. Only then did he belatedly realize that he had actually obtained the strongest power of the Uchiha clan, which he had been desperately seeking from Itachi Uchiha every day.

It's unbelievably easy; you just watch a live stream, and that's it?

"Congratulations, Sasuke-kun." Orochimaru smiled sinisterly. "From now on, you finally possess a power level that can truly rival Uchiha Itachi's."

Facing off against a near-Kage Batman and a Sasuke who can also reach near-Kage level after activating the Mangekyou Sharingan, the advantage lies with the opponent. The difficulty of possessing Sasuke's body has increased dramatically. In the past, Orochimaru would definitely not be laughing.

However, now that he has seen other directions for longevity research from Batman, he can pursue more than just possessing Sasuke's body. If Batman is willing to provide sufficient knowledge, it's not impossible for him to give up his covetousness for Sasuke.

As Sasuke Uchiha touched his still-undeveloped Mangekyou Sharingan, feeling somewhat unreal, and carefully savored the increased power it brought him, he muttered to himself with a strange expression, "It doesn't seem that powerful, does it?"

Although the enhancements to him in all aspects were quite significant, just a brief experience was enough to convince him that if he were in his current state, he could definitely participate in the battle between Orochimaru and Bruce, and to put it arrogantly, he could even be considered the strongest among them.

Well, compared to Kyrierod II and Baltan III, he's just another nobody on the side of the road, right? Whether he's using his kaleidoscope or not, he'd be completely outclassed by them. Is there even a difference?

Is this the power I've been pursuing with such madness that it's almost obsessive?

"Hmm?" Orochimaru raised an eyebrow, keenly sensing the subtle disdain mixed with Sasuke's melancholy. "Sasuke-kun, your reaction is quite strange."

“…No.” Sasuke Uchiha sighed. He couldn’t help it. He was just too empty right now, and he couldn’t pretend to be normal anytime soon.

Of course, this is not to say that the power of the kaleidoscope is bad. After all, it is his own real power. It's just that the higher powers in the Ultra Multiverse can be much more expansive for him!

It all depends on whether Kassadin can appoint him as a general someday and give him a position with the power of the Ultra Universe. Sasuke Uchiha would definitely not mind having another mentor on top of Kakashi and Orochimaru.

He can learn things like Ultraman's foreign language!

Seeing Sasuke's empty appearance as if he had seen through the void, Orochimaru raised an eyebrow, guessing that Batman had probably shown Sasuke the remnants of the Sage of Six Paths' brother. Apart from that level, there was probably nothing else that could make Sasuke change so significantly.

"Don't you want revenge anymore?" Orochimaru asked.

"That's not entirely true." Sasuke Uchiha hesitated for a moment. No matter what, he was determined to kill Itachi Uchiha with his own hands to avenge his entire clan.

But... after watching that live stream, he seemed to be forced to develop a bigger brain. Now that he can't watch the live stream anymore, he has subconsciously started to ponder the meaning of his life.

Was I only living to kill Itachi Uchiha?

In the past, he would have answered unequivocally that it was so, but now, he seems less inclined to die, shows no suicidal tendencies, and is unwilling to perish together with Itachi.

Although he couldn't figure anything out yet, he suddenly felt that he should continue living, and that the world shouldn't be like this!

"Ninjas are seen as tools, living on the edge of death, while ordinary people live hand to mouth. The powerless are bullied, and the powerful are bound by morality. Is this right?" he couldn't help but ask.

Orochimaru looked at Sasuke in astonishment, quite surprised that he had suddenly gained such wisdom. But then he chuckled and said, "Of course that's not right, Sasuke-kun. But if you're here to discuss this with me, then I must forgive me for not being able to keep you company."

“Because you only care about yourself,” Bruce said abruptly.

The ninja world is a distorted world, and a smart person like Orochimaru must have seen through it. His indifference to it is not because he does not understand these things, but because he is too lazy to waste his time and energy on them.

Before reaching the gates of immortality, Orochimaru had absolutely no interest in the question of physical fixation.

"How annoying, Bat-kun, you're so blunt. Can't you be a little more tactful?" Orochimaru said, but he shrugged. After all, he was a man of low morals.

"Alright, let's leave the rest for later. Let me draw a few vials of blood first, then practice a few moves with me. I'll then carefully examine the essence of the kaleidoscope; it's a rare find."

Too lazy to get distracted, Orochimaru glossed over the topic, leaving Sasuke Uchiha speechless. This mad scientist was only interested in such trivial matters; he was only interested in his limited material.

Uncle Bruce on the other side has just experienced an apocalypse, so he should be able to learn more in this area...

"Orochimaru, take it easy. Sasuke is a codenamed member of our organization and will be protected by us. He only has so much blood left. If you drain him dry, what am I supposed to do? I can only give you two vials at most. I still need to do experiments myself. I'll have to drain at least three vials!"

Crunch!

Orochimaru and Bruce Wayne, pulling syringes from who-knows-where four-dimensional cloaks, chuckled and, with a snap, plunged them into Sasuke's arms, followed by a series of rapid, almost competitive, injections.

Sasuke Uchiha, his eyes bulging, looked up at the ceiling of the secret base. Sigh, he felt even more empty. Life was so worthless.

However, considering that these two old men were somehow related to him, Sasuke could only sigh and let them draw his blood. In the past, he would never have allowed the noble Uchiha clan bloodline to be spread and ruined like this, but now, with a broader perspective, it doesn't matter anymore.

"Alright, the blood draw is done. Let's go to the training ground and check your stats after awakening the Mangekyou Sharingan." Orochimaru wasn't afraid of Sasuke, whose face was slightly pale, dying. If he couldn't even withstand such a small amount of testing, Sasuke would have been trained to death long ago.

Sasuke Uchiha shook his head. Oh well, he wanted to see what he was capable of anyway.

On his way to the training ground, he asked Orochimaru, "With my current strength, can I defeat Itachi?"

“One person definitely can’t do it.” Orochimaru said bluntly, “Although you both have the Mangekyou Sharingan, the gap between you and him in combat experience and skills is too big. Unless you let me train for another two years, then with your Mangekyou Sharingan power, you should be able to take him down with you.”

"So long?" Sasuke Uchiha frowned. Two years and they could only die together? This did not meet his needs.

"Of course, there are shortcuts too." Orochimaru smacked his lips. "If I and Bat-kun attack together, the three of us can gang up on Itachi Uchiha. That way, we'll have a sure win, and no one will have to pay the price with their life."

Although Orochimaru, who lost both hands, Sasuke Uchiha, who was not mature enough in any aspect except for the Mangekyou Sharingan, and Batman, whose potential was not high enough, each of them individually seemed to be only a quasi-Kage, but the three quasi-Kages were just surface data.

Once the three of them join forces, their combat power is... well, let's just say it's enough to overwhelm any ninja master in the ninja world, except for Pain from Akatsuki. There's no chance of them turning the tables. Even the old Tsuchikage Onoki from Iwagakure wouldn't be an exception.

Sasuke Uchiha asked suspiciously, "You're really that kind?"

"This is my sincerity." Orochimaru glanced at Batman; it was quite rare for him to take the initiative to make concessions in order to seek deeper cooperation.

But his plan backfired. Before Bruce could even respond, Sasuke Uchiha, after some consideration, immediately refused: "It's still no use. I still want to kill Itachi myself!"

“If you don’t want to die together with him, you have quite a few weaknesses to improve.” Orochimaru counted them off on his fingers, “whether it’s close-combat skills, shuriken proficiency, or hand seal speed.”

"Of course, these are not the root of the problem. What's more serious is that even with the Mangekyou Sharingan, you might still fall into his genjutsu. Although your eye power may be evenly matched, your mindset is still not mature enough. You are easily swayed by his special provocations, which will create openings and pull you into his genjutsu."

Uchiha Sasuke bit his lip as he listened.

As someone who once fought Itachi to the death, Orochimaru's words are certainly objective and not exaggerated. Does he really have to wait another three to five years?

"If the most crucial point is the mindset for illusion, I do have a quick way to achieve that."

Bruce suddenly spoke, taking out a bottle of what looked like highly poisonous liquid and waving it in front of Sasuke, revealing a mysterious and eerie smile: "Kid, have you ever heard of Fear Gas?"

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"Fear gas, I see. Its effect is equivalent to the materialization of a part of the illusion. Although it cannot be used in one-on-one battles, when two ninja villages are fighting, as long as it is thrown into the water source near the enemy, it can directly determine the course of a war."

Orochimaru toyed with a vial of fear gas he had gotten from Batman, slightly opening it and taking a tiny sniff, seemingly intoxicated by the strange effect.

What he saw was not the enemy he had killed with his own hands, nor the Third Hokage questioning whether he had lived up to Konoha and his mentor, but a field of corpses.

Orochimaru was terrified, and the various deaths were extremely painful, especially the corpses that had reached the end of their lifespan and died of old age, which fully demonstrated the depth of his fear of death.

But he didn't need to be reminded of the poison gas. Orochimaru had already realized what he feared most: immortality was his greatest obsession. Therefore, he didn't show any signs of panic and maintained the prestige of the legendary Sannin.

Of course, this is also because he inhaled a very small amount. If he had drunk the whole bottle in one go, even Orochimaru would probably have been unable to distinguish between illusion and reality for a while, and would have had the illusion that he was aging rapidly. If that happened, he would have been forced to show his weakness.

Using his chakra to quickly wake himself up and clear away the slight aftereffects, Orochimaru glanced at the expressionless Batman before turning back to look at Uchiha Sasuke, who was humming and hawing in the training ground, providing the two filthy adults with practical data on various aspects.

"To have developed something like this, it seems you really want to overthrow the current ninja world," Orochimaru said quietly.

He wouldn't believe that the Fear Gas, a military-grade weapon, wasn't intended to defeat the Five Ninja Villages, which had a significant numerical advantage, in war.

Bruce responded to his probing with only a cold, sarcastic laugh: "Heh."

Guess whatever you want. If you can guess that I'm actually here to escape, you win.

"Not going to answer? Fine, it doesn't matter. I have no interest in changing the order of the ninja world," Orochimaru said in a low voice, his eyes gleaming. "Tell me honestly, how far has your lifespan extension technology progressed?"

"Want it?" Bruce lowered his voice as well. "Then trade your blood for it."

Orochimaru frowned. The reclusive dog was really not sincere: "I sincerely want to cooperate with you, not for you to make fun of me, Bat-kun."

He knew that in the ninja world, there was an evil secret technique in Yugakure. As long as you obtained someone else's blood, you could perform a ninjutsu that would kill both the blood recipient and yourself. Moreover, thanks to the existence of a so-called unknown evil god, the user of this secret technique was always immortal.

Although he didn't know if anyone in the Batman organization knew this move or a similar technique, he absolutely couldn't let any of his blood leak out, as that would be tantamount to surrendering his life.

Only a child like Uchiha Sasuke, who is not yet mature, could have his blood drawn so easily by the two of them.

Bruce paused for a moment, then turned his hand back and asked, "What if I said I could give you a share of my blood?"

"Are you serious?" Orochimaru asked suspiciously. "I'm very familiar with the evil god's secret techniques of Yugakure. Are you sure you want to do this?"

Although he didn't actually know how, that didn't stop him from bluffing and, incidentally, swindling information from the other side.

Bruce glanced at him and sneered, "The three great ninjas are always thinking carefully before they speak. Don't try to test me like a sissy. I don't know what secret techniques Tang Ninja Village has, but if you mean something like using blood to harm the blood owner, I can tell you clearly that I have that too, but I won't use it on you."

"Being cautious is a good thing; it makes us more honest, doesn't it?"

Orochimaru wasn't annoyed. After thinking for a moment, he smiled slightly and said, "Alright, since you're not afraid either, I'll risk my life to accompany you and be a gambler for once. Hmm, give me a moment."

He was quite curious about whether these people who had lived in seclusion for many years, as a branch of humans who were not the Sage of Six Paths, were physically different from the ordinary humans on his side.

As Orochimaru spoke, he used a substitution jutsu and returned with a smile a dozen seconds later, carrying a vial of his own blood from the past. Yes, blood from the past.

In those few seconds, he had already performed the True White Snake Shedding its Skin, a move that could only be used once in a long period of time.

He first drew blood from himself, and then completely shed his skin. In this way, although his identity seemed to be the same person and his physical data was no different, he was actually distinguished and could be considered two different people. If someone were to use this blood to locate and curse him, the effect would be greatly reduced, which would be enough to ensure his own safety.

"Great job," Bruce praised, handing over a vial of the clone's blood—yes, the clone's blood.

What many people don't know is that Batman had long ago created a cloning device in a Batcave, containing a clone of Bruce Wayne, so that when he died, the young clone would take his place.

What he exchanged with Orochimaru was the blood of that clone. Although the clone's physical data and appearance were exactly the same as his own, they were ultimately two different people. Even if Orochimaru wanted to use this blood to curse him to death, it would be of little use and would be enough to ensure his own safety.

After exchanging blood, Bruce and Orochimaru smiled at each other, looking like old friends.

It's as if the two of them didn't use various methods to try and obtain each other's blood or even body parts without any cost after they separated last night.

The group of white snakes in the former's room and the group of small robots in the latter's room haven't been dealt with yet.

Almost instantly, the two filthy adults, without any pretense, brought out instruments on the spot. While watching Sasuke painstakingly measuring data, they themselves began to study each other's blood with various instruments.

"Such strong splitting ability and vitality? Look at Sasuke... Whether before or after awakening the Mangekyou Sharingan, his vitality and splitting ability are equally strong. It seems that this is a common foundation, not determined by strength."

"If we extrapolate from these circumstances, although their external weight and height are similar to those of normal humans, the average number of cells per person in the ninja world is at least three times that of Earthlings?"

Of course, this excludes superheroes and supervillains, and only includes ordinary Earthlings.

Bruce quickly measured the results of various tests. As a top-notch scientific researcher, studying the content of the ninja world was not difficult for him at all, unlike Ultraman, which was far-fetched. Even though Kasa, a living Ultraman, had appeared in front of him several times, he had not been able to figure anything out yet.

"Back then, I tricked Sasuke into sending the method for extracting chakra to the chat group. I tried it myself in Gotham at that time, but I couldn't extract any energy."

"But last night, after killing all of Orochimaru's agents, when I took some time to try to extract chakra again, I could clearly sense that thing. This is obviously not because my talent has changed, but because the world has changed."

"So chakra should be widely distributed in the air or nature throughout the entire ninja world, which is why everyone here can extract chakra. No... it's not just that. If we analyze the blood and work backwards, there are obvious cases of genetic alteration in the blood of people in the ninja world."

"It is said that the Sage of Six Paths from a thousand years ago brought chakra, and at the same time, it is unknown whether he actively modified humans or the human body actively underwent adaptive evolution, so that it could not only extract chakra from nature, but also generate chakra within its own body."