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

He waved his hand, signaling Orochimaru to leave with him, and then released the restraints he had designed beforehand. Suddenly, he violently increased the release dose of the fear gas, which Sasuke, who was breathing rapidly, inhaled violently.

The initial Itachi Uchiha was real, created by the two of them in disguise. He kept talking to Sasuke, and the one who attracted Sasuke's attention was Orochimaru in disguise. He had personally dealt with Itachi Uchiha for a period of time and was familiar with the other's way of speaking and standing posture.

As for the one who appeared in front of Sasuke using the Shadow Clone Technique at some unknown time and launched a taijutsu attack, it was Bruce who had been hiding nearby all along in disguise.

Bruce's fighting skills were superb, completely surpassing Orochimaru's. After hearing Orochimaru's description of Itachi Uchiha's taijutsu characteristics, he created a weasel-style taijutsu technique tailored to him in just a few hours.

Interspersed throughout were ordinary ninja techniques such as the Great Fireball Technique, which Orochimaru used alternately. Although he had lost both hands, he still managed to use some of these common ninjutsu.

With the addition of this Orochimaru version of Itachi and Bruce version of Itachi, a current version of Uchiha Itachi with complete data has been formed. After that, relying on the effect of the fear gas, it will continue to appear in Sasuke's mind and engage in a fierce battle with him.

This achieves the goal of simultaneously training Sasuke's combat skills.

As for why such a great deal of effort is needed, it is naturally because the fear that poison gas cannot be created out of thin air. Just like people having erotic dreams, even if someone who has never had intercourse with a girl has an erotic dream, they will be forced to wake up before the final step.

The two of them have now worked together to create a complete set of basic data on Itachi Uchiha, which allows the Fear Gas to work in conjunction with this data model to indiscriminately kill Sasuke.

If Sasuke can defeat this model derived from the fear gas, he can definitely go and fight Itachi one-on-one. Whether he can win is uncertain, but he will definitely not lose. At the very least, he can hold his own and fight to a draw.

Orochimaru nodded in satisfaction.

As for Sasuke's subsequent fatigue and nutrition issues, that's not a problem either. Once he's exhausted, just give him hypnotic gas to force him to rest. During this time, administer nutritional injections directly. Once the hypnosis is over, immediately follow up with fear gas – a one-stop service that's practically perfect.

But once this matter was settled, Orochimaru couldn't sit still any longer and asked in a captivating tone, "Shouldn't the life-extending technology continue to be kept a secret?"

In just two short days, look how open I've become with you, even conspiring with you to release my beloved Sasuke. That shows how much we trust each other. Aren't you going to give me more money?

"About the ninjutsu scroll..." Bruce feigned hesitation.

"Anything is fine." Orochimaru said without any hesitation. As long as knowledge doesn't become a weapon used against him, there's nothing wrong with sharing it.

Moreover, although Batman's body is not good at extracting chakra, he is a smart man, and he is looking forward to seeing if the other party can innovate like the Second Hokage after studying the various ninjutsu he has collected over the years.

"And your experimental subjects..." Bruce was still bargaining. Having knowledge alone was useless; he was also extremely envious of Orochimaru's many imprisoned experimental subjects and subordinates.

Orochimaru frowned, but for the sake of immortality, he was willing to go all out and offered extremely favorable conditions: "You are allowed to have your blood drawn and undergo a full-body examination, but it is impossible to use it for in-depth experiments. If you dare to kill one of them, you can weigh the consequences yourself."

He didn't care about the lives of the test subjects; they were his assets, and if he let Batman do whatever he wanted, it would be tantamount to transferring his assets.

“That’s enough, but I have one more condition,” Bruce added.

"Anything else?" Orochimaru's expression darkened. "You'd better think this through. Pushing your luck will only bring trouble in the end."

If Batman's demands exceed his tolerance limits, he would rather turn against him and seize the technology from him by force.

Bruce ignored Orochimaru's dark expression and continued, "I can provide you with a group of drones and small robots. In exchange, once you have highly dangerous experiments and individuals who need to die, you must prioritize selecting materials from criminals."

"If the criminals are all gone, then go and catch some more. Don't let the non-criminal prisoners die. Just let them do some light experiments."

He is a superhero, yes, although many people often forget that Batman is a true superhero.

Even if the ninja world is a dark and cruel place where innocent people are killed indiscriminately everywhere, and Orochimaru's atrocities of capturing a large number of innocent passersby and imprisoning them in his various secret bases for experiments are far from being countless, Batman would still find it difficult to completely tolerate.

In all respects, he neither can nor wants to turn against Orochimaru, but at the very least, within his power, he wants to protect the innocent as much as possible, even if it means that Batman, who seems invincible, will show some weaknesses in Orochimaru's eyes.

"I really didn't expect that."

Orochimaru was stunned at first, then slowly laughed in a hoarse voice. He laughed very happily and shook his head. He never expected that Batman, whom he thought was on the same page as him, would be so compassionate towards those innocent people.

Please, this is the ninja world, a world where the strong prey on the weak, a world where there has never been any justice since ancient times!

But, even though it's ridiculous, he accepted the deal!

Orochimaru nodded: "That's quite humorous... but I have no objection."

Seeing this, Bruce immediately took out the USB drive containing his life-extending technology, and also clicked on one of the many red envelopes he had sent in the chat group before his transmigration, conjuring up a blank standalone computer and giving it to Orochimaru as a bonus. Without the computer, the USB drive would be useless.

"Very good." Orochimaru, satisfied, then asked, "So what about you? Will you stay here with me to learn the ninjutsu I've plundered, or will you directly start a war against the Five Great Nations?"

"Let me make it clear beforehand: you can start a war if you want, but if you want to announce that you consider me an ally, then don't blame me."

Chapter 238 The Greatest Bet: The Day Zero Dies!

At the same time that Sasuke was being tormented by two cunning old men, another young and ambitious man finally ushered in his highly anticipated debut battle.

"Cough cough!"

After the debuts of Silverba and Kiji, and the bloody massacre by Ace and the Zuluk aliens, a number of contestants took turns on the stage. Just introducing these contestants was enough to make one's mouth dry. If it were an ordinary person, they really wouldn't be able to stick to this duty and stand guard for a long time.

But for Babar, who felt he had found the true meaning of life, these were just minor hardships!

As a host, Babar is far from finished; he could fight for another ten thousand years!

Of course, he could continue doing it indefinitely, and every contestant who came to the Martial Arts Tournament Nebula could also continue doing it indefinitely. But for the audience watching their entire universe, many lower life forms don't have that kind of leisure; they need to rest, eat, drink, and relieve themselves.

So after a day of fighting, as announced beforehand, we stopped for eight hours before resuming.

This eight-hour standstill left Babar scratching his head, itching with desire, feeling as if eighty thousand years had passed.

Thankfully, thankfully, those eight hours of wasted time and tedious boredom are finally over. Damn it, I'm going to be back in the game right away!

"To everyone who has arrived here, I know, and you know, that none of those who have come here to participate in the competition are weak, and none of them are cowards!"

"But now I want to tell you, among you strong ones, among you brave ones, there are bravest of the brave, truly heroes!"

"They may not be strong enough to rank among the top in this competition, but their courage is commendable. They gave up the opportunity to get through the competition comfortably and draw weaker opponents, and instead took the initiative to choose to fight against strong opponents who could completely overwhelm them!"

"Now, let us give a warm round of applause to welcome one of these brave warriors into the arena—yes, it is he—"

Babar roared with a joyous cheer that shook the mountains and seas:

"I am Ultraman Zero, an underage brat from the Land of Light who doesn't know his own limitations, aha!"

With over a million participants today, the selection process, which has only lasted a day or two, is far from over; in fact, it's only just begun.

After all, this is not a one-off event, but a best-of-three competition. Any contestant, as long as they still have the will to fight, can play three times in each round of selection. As long as they win twice, they can advance to the next round.

This is also to ensure fairness as much as possible, so that some strong players, who are clearly quite powerful, don't run into opponents who completely counter them from the very beginning. If they are eliminated in one round, it would be too unfair for them to die.

But between the draw-based competitions, there must also be some challenge-based competitions, right? The absolute underdog versus the absolute champion, that sounds exciting.

Whether it's the weak being easily defeated or the strong turning the tables on the careless ones, the show is always entertaining. What's more, Babar chose a challenge related to the Land of Light right from the start!

Upon hearing the name of the Land of Light, the already excited creature became even more energetic.

but……

"Huh? Ultraman Zero? Which one is that?"

The contestants looked at each other, completely bewildered and confused. Not to mention the likes of Kasa or the Ultra Brothers, any ordinary member of the Space Garrison would be a well-known figure in the universe. Those of them who were able to participate in the competition had all heard of each other.

But Ultraman Zero?

Sorry, I don't recognize this one. Are there any soldiers in the Space Garrison with this name? I don't think so!

"These guys!"

Zero, who was initially happy to hear his name called but was puzzled as to why he had inexplicably started taking on challenges, immediately turned pale upon seeing this.

Damn it! He may indeed still be a nobody, but do these guys really need to keep emphasizing that? Remember, there are 20,000 years in the East and 20,000 years in the West of the universe. Don't underestimate a young man's potential!

His reputation as the most talented new generation in the Land of Light will begin to resound from this moment on!

"Wait a minute." Looking at this eager brat, Kasa spoke up seriously, "There are no weaklings who can stand on this stage. Zero, are you really ready? Do you need me to remind you of some necessary things for actual combat?"

"Oh, no need, no need!" Zero grumbled and waved his hand dismissively. With the first battle imminent, he couldn't wait any longer and didn't have time to listen to the instructor's usual nagging.

"Just wait and see how I make you proud. It's time for you. I've reached the level where I can graduate. Just watch, you foolish instructor, hmph!"

He can't wait to unleash a cosmic black hole!

"Are you sure?" Kasa asked repeatedly.

Zero scratched his head and couldn't help but complain, "Instructor, you're so annoying."

Old Deng is Old Deng. Even if he talks about being a hawk, he can't compare to a truly ambitious young man like me. The new generation will surpass the old. When I've developed, it will be time for me to take over Old Deng's hawkish title and position as head instructor. Hehehe!

"That's alright then." Kasa stepped aside, his expression strange, as if he was trying to suppress a laugh.

He always seems a bit wicked, like a cunning old fox.

Zero instinctively became alert, the Ultra Instinct alarm bells rang, but he immediately threw this warning instinct to the back of his mind. Don't worry, it's okay. With his invincible talent, he will definitely win this round!

With a whoosh, Zero took off and slammed onto the ring, head held high, shouting boldly at Babar and the entire universe:

"I am Zero, Ultraman Zero. It doesn't matter if you haven't heard of me before, but from today onwards, you will all remember my name, remember me as the strongest new generation of the Land of Light, and remember me as the most talented of the Ultra race!"

I am Zero, and I shall crush all enemies in the universe!

He stood with his hands on his hips, exuding an imposing aura. He not only made the announcement to Babar, who called him a minor brat, but also looked up at the supreme Ultimate-level Alien Empera, who sat high on the dark throne!

“This guy’s got bad intentions,” Alien Empera said, neither angry nor annoyed. He just found it quite amusing, looking at the dead with a look of disbelief. “Young and impetuous, overflowing with arrogance, he’s asking for death!”

“You are the one who has come,” Mefilas said in a low voice. This place is practically the territory of the Land of Light.

He paused for a moment, then whispered, "I suspected from the beginning that the Land of Light set up this competition to buy time for unknown geniuses to develop. Now it seems that he might be the genius that only appears once in a million years."

"Oh, this arrogant brat?" Alien Empera narrowed his eyes slightly. He was well aware of the high intelligence of his political tools. The so-called speculation was just Mefilas's modesty. If the latter said something true, it would basically be correct.

Those who are highly regarded by the Land of Light must be extraordinary. Even if they are still young and inexperienced, they may already have some ability. We should take a good look at them.

The Alien Empera was naturally not afraid at all; he just hoped that this impetuous young man could give him a pleasant surprise.

Thinking this, Alien Empera glanced at Father of Ultra and Tartarus on either side and found that, as expected, they were both a little tense. Surprisingly, Tartarus valued Zero even more than Father of Ultra.

It was as if he had witnessed with certainty how incredibly powerful Ultraman Zero would ultimately become.

"Want to make a bet?" Tartarus asked, glancing at Mefilas beside Alien Empera with a burning desire to steal her away. "I bet Ultraman Zero can win three consecutive victories."

"interesting."

Alien Empera chuckled deeply, "The wager is to abduct my strategist?"

“Not at all.” Tartarus shook his head. “I just want to borrow him for a while. If I win, then lend him to me for three years. You must give the order that during this period, apart from fighting against you, he must wholeheartedly carry out all my orders and serve me.”

Mefilas, the wise general of the Dark Four, is very famous.

He is proficient in everything, including finance, military training, diplomacy, internal affairs, and scientific research. Even for an ultimate life form that can freely access all multiverses and all timelines, he is an extremely rare and highly skilled talent.

If anyone in the great kingdom could compare to one-fifth of Mefilas, no, even just one-tenth, Tartarus would be thanking his God long ago!

He also tried to recruit Mefilas before he met Alien Empera, but unfortunately, Mefilas only liked Alien Empera and refused to show loyalty to him. There was nothing else he could do but take a roundabout approach at this moment.

"I can lend you three months at most." Alien Empera waved his hand ruthlessly. The Empire can only leave Mefilas for three months at most. Any longer and all sorts of problems, big and small, will start to appear. Three years is impossible. Three months, not even one more day.

The fact that it could hold out for three months without problems is because the foundation that Mefilas laid for the empire was solid enough.

"Your Majesty the Emperor?" Mefilas stared in disbelief, his hand trembling. He was completely stunned. No, although he was willing to give everything for His Majesty the Emperor, being forced into becoming a traitor to the empire was something he had not expected!