Immortality begins with the ninjas of Konoha

Luo called out and looked down at the resume in his hand. When he saw the claw marks on it, he subconsciously frowned.

"Um... um..."

Do you recruit navigators here?

"Bear!"

Luo looked up and saw the polar bear, letting out a soft gasp. After a closer look, he noticed the polar bear's bruised and swollen face, and a look of confusion crossed his face.

"You're a bear, how did you turn into this?"

"Hmm... I just arrived here and want to make friends. Maybe I can become friends with those who are willing to talk to me."

"If I just obediently get beaten up, maybe I can build a good relationship with them..."

The bruised and battered polar bear responded weakly. Hearing the bear's voice, Luo figured it couldn't be very old; its miserable state clearly indicated it had encountered gangsters.

"Friends don't interact like this. You're a polar bear, you should be stronger than an average person. Getting beaten up like this makes you an idiot!"

No sooner had he finished speaking than the polar bear pulled out a rope from somewhere, and immediately, with tears welling up in his eyes, tied the rope around his neck...

"What are you doing?! Why are you suddenly trying to kill yourself during a job interview?"

Luo hurriedly got up and used "ROOM" to instantly move the rope. He was speechless; the number of bizarre job interviews these days was increasing.

"Waaah, for an idiot like me, dying would be better for the world..."

The polar bear suddenly burst into tears of frustration, and Luo immediately facepalmed, unable to resist making another sarcastic remark:

"Your stress tolerance is really too low!"

"Your resume says you're from Zou, which is from the New World. Such a long distance. It seems your navigation skills are indeed quite good."

"Yes, I left my hometown to find my brother, and I also studied navigation..."

Polar Bear responded with teary eyes. He wasn't lying; he did know some navigation skills, but he had come here because he had boarded the wrong ship and ended up in the North Sea in a daze. He was so hungry that he came to apply for the job.

Luo didn't lower his guard just because the other party was a mink. He only breathed a sigh of relief after the lie detector test was completed. Perhaps because the polar bear looked too pitiful, he reassured him again:

“I’ll give you an advance on one month’s salary. If you choose to eat and live at the company, your salary will be less, but it will still be enough for you to buy a new set of clothes.”

"Besides work uniforms, we also need to dress presentably, as this represents the company's image."

"The future of a navigator is bright, keep it up, Bepo!"

Nine-year-old Bepo was extremely excited after learning that he had been accepted and burst into tears on the spot.

"Brother Luo... Brother Luo! Thank you for accepting me, you're so kind to me! Waaah..."

Luo looked at the weeping polar bear and was speechless. Then, thinking of the two boys, Pekin and Shaki, who were almost "single-killed" by the wild boar, he suddenly felt that the people on Seagull Island were all strange.

After taking Bepo to the staff dormitory, Luo also finished his afternoon recruitment work. Medical staff and some pharmaceutical researchers had already arrived, but he was worried about it.

Before returning to Spedamaelz, Luo almost suffered from insomnia on the snail boat, constantly worrying about funding.

The results showed that his worries were unnecessary. HEART's funds are far more than it can spend, and this time the World Government has allocated funds to deploy personnel.

Realizing that Furukawa rarely mentioned funding along the way, Law finally understood that they had been effectively incorporated into the World Government.

Would the world government be so kind as to give money and people whenever needed?

Luo questioned himself inwardly, and ultimately gave a negative answer.

If the world government were truly responsible, it would have revealed the truth about the Frevansper lead mine decades in advance!

The culprit behind the destruction of my hometown, "White Town," was the greedy World Government. Those scumbags would rather watch generations suffer from chronic poisoning from amber ore than stop the related industries and reap huge rewards.

Thinking of the deaths of his father, mother, and sister Rami, and recalling the nun and his friends who were shot while still full of hope, Luo involuntarily clenched his fists and murmured to himself:

"What will be the price this time?"

...

As night falls, in an elegant European-style villa in the Spida Mailz business district, Baby-5, dressed in a maid outfit, darts around the dining table with her big eyes.

Sitting next to Baby-5, Sugar, wearing a loose black sweater and with short green hair, blinked her big eyes and glanced at her sister and the handsome Xiu every now and then.

Nine-year-old Sugar has recovered from malnutrition in the past few months. The girl is recovering very well and was happy for more than half a month after learning of her scumbag father's death.

"Sister, you tasted the spices!"

"what?!"

Monet gasped involuntarily, noticing the spiciness in her mouth. She instinctively took the juice from Furukawa Osamu, but before she could even drink it, her face flushed again. In the end, she remained motionless, looking down at her chest.

"Humph!!"

Baby-5 snorted softly. After not seeing her for several months, the girl, who had been working hard to exercise, had not only grown to nearly two meters tall, but her fair chest had also visibly increased in size.

Although she didn't want to admit it, Baby-5 felt that she couldn't naturally develop that kind of figure.

What made her even more jealous was that all the scars on the girl's body had disappeared, and her fair skin seemed to glow slightly under the light.

Lost in thought, Luo paid no attention to these matters. His mind was preoccupied with personnel arrangements. With his current medical skills, he could only support the surgery department at most; the other departments would need to work together.

Running a hospital with his family was Luo's childhood dream, and he didn't want to make a mistake at a crucial moment.

Furukawa Osamu did not get involved in the day-to-day operations. He only met with some of the responsible persons these days, and spent most of his time absorbing the information sent by the World Government.

This is knowledge that pirates rarely acquire. The World Government has never stopped exploring the bodies of various races. This time, he was given supplementary information about cloning technology, which can solve Germa's current problem.

"It tastes great! Baby-5 has improved again, why aren't you eating it?"

With a smile on his face, Furukawa Osamu casually served food to everyone. The fish in winter tasted exceptionally delicious, and the life nurtured by this sea was even more delicious than that of the ninja world.

"Lord Xiu is so kind!"

Sugar expressed her gratitude in a sweet voice, and Baby-5, who was praised, cheered. She wished she could go back to the kitchen and cook a few more dishes. She felt exceptionally fulfilled to be needed.

"Monet is progressing well, but his body still has room to develop."

"Keep working on the herbs and let the scars disappear as a reward for this stage. If you can achieve your goal, eating the Devil Fruit will help you lock in your physical condition."

"Master Xiu..."

Monet blushed and whispered. She was naturally happy that the scars on her body had disappeared, but she felt that the Devil Fruit was too precious.

"The fruit is meant to be eaten for experiments, but I will certainly not be stingy with it for my family."

"Focus on following the plan and getting your mind and body into the best possible state."

"family!"

Upon hearing the word "family," Monet, Sugar, and Baby-5 all had tears in their eyes. At that moment, they forgot that they had passed the "loyalty test," and their families deeply moved them.

Luo's eyes also became a little moist. He didn't feel there was anything wrong with the test; those guys from the World Government weren't his family.

"If the world government and navy are willing to invest, we'll accept it all."

"The Op-Op Fruit was worth 50 billion Berries in the previous transaction, so you could say they're just spending that money now."

"As long as we don't touch any taboo projects, we have more money than we can spend. This is HEART's period of rapid development."

"We'll only invest in projects we lead when we start making profits and have a lot of capital. Continuous research will consume a lot of funds, so let's all work hard these next few years!"

After saying this, Furukawa Osamu immediately smiled and raised his glass. The others also raised their juices and happily clinked glasses together.

Luo let out a long breath and thought about it carefully. He really was a walking humanoid Ope Ope no Mi. The World Government and the Navy's willingness to invest so readily was just to implement their previous plan.

"Xiu, what would be the consequences if we made some extraordinary discoveries?"

"A major achievement? If it's technology that surpasses the world government, there's only one outcome."

"die."

Furukawa Osamu responded calmly, and Luo's breath hitched, his last remaining illusion shattered.

"The World Government clearly has no intention of popularizing technology. You've been to cities in the North Sea and East Sea, and they're not even willing to popularize garbage treatment plants."

"The situation here in Spedamaelz is somewhat similar to that in the Kingdom of Goa; both countries leave their trash out of sight."

"Technological hegemony is what the world government is pursuing. Bloodline factors and energy are things they need to control. Pirates and the navy are also part of their system of governance."

"We don't need to worry too much about the World Government. Once we expand our channels in the underworld and get the funds circulating, we can move to a new home."

"I see!"

Luo responded in a deep voice that the World Government clearly wanted to control the Operation Fruit, and that the investment in him was merely a means of corruption. He needed to use these resources to arm himself and save more people.

Osamu Furukawa ended the topic by saying that the "Heavenly Gold" refers to precious resources such as gold mines, and that the World Government was extracting resources from all member states to advance its technology.

They've only received some "scraps" of funding right now; spending the money they have is the right thing to do.

Sugar blinked, puzzled, while Baby-5 covered her little fist with Armament Haki. The girl then began to chatter incessantly, proclaiming her beliefs:

"The world government is so rich, it deserves to be robbed!"

Monet quietly ate her delicious food, while the girl felt somewhat disappointed. She still couldn't help, and she didn't know if those exercise methods would be of any use.

...

Late at night, large snowflakes began to fall, and the snow fell heavier and heavier.

Furukawa Osamu stood by the window, occasionally glancing at the snowy scenery that was completely different from the ninja world, but eventually his gaze returned to the documents in his hands.

The supplementary information on lineage factors clearly shows that the Navy and the World Government are aware of Germa's research progress. Providing this information is a way for them to flex their muscles.

"If the lineage factor can be 'encapsulated' within the wedge, theoretically life information could also evolve."

Looking at his scarlet eyes through the glass of the floor-to-ceiling window, Furukawa Osamu pondered to himself that bloodline factors could also be seen as a special kind of "bloodline limit".

However, the manifestation of this is not in the eyes, but more in the physical strength and those amazing Devil Fruit abilities.

"Master Xiu..."

A knock sounded, and the study door was pushed open a crack. Monet peeked out, saw Furukawa Osamu beckoning, and then cautiously pushed the door open and entered.

The girl was a little nervous, her breathing became more and more rapid, and finally she closed her eyes, pulled off the belt on her shoulder, and mustered up her courage to run behind Furukawa Osamu and hug him gently.

"I...I can't do anything right..."

"I can't help you, Master Xiu. This is the only body I have left, a body you've repaired. This is my first time... I want to make you happy..."

Because Furukawa Osamu has grown taller again in the past few months, it doesn't look out of place for him to be hugged by a girl who is nearly two meters tall.

"Didn't I tell you that you need to temper your will?"

"If we pass the test, the power of the Fun Fruit will be of great help in solving the labor problem."

Furukawa Osamu turned around, gently stroking the girl's face while softly comforting her. Monet, who had tilted her head back, blushed even more, and finally closed her eyes and whispered, her face burning:

"I want Lord Xiu to temper my will..."

The girl's body was exceptionally beautiful after being repaired. Furukawa Osamu looked her over with admiration, and finally grasped the huge mass in his hands, just as he had during the treatment.

"Willpower? That can help you reach the limits of this body more quickly."

Monet had no interest in listening to Furukawa Osamu's instructions on how to efficiently absorb energy; after giving him a kiss, the girl felt as if her body was melting.

As it turned out, her willpower did indeed need to be tempered. In the dimly lit room illuminated by the heavy snow, the girl forgot how many times she had fainted that night.

Monet didn't open her eyes until the sun rose, and Furukawa Osamu had already disappeared from the room.

The girl sat up and hurriedly covered the mark on her chest with the blanket. After letting out a long breath, her face turned red. She remembered her "nonsense" from last night.

Noticing what appeared to be a note on the desk, Monet quickly put on his T-shirt and went to the desk to examine it closely for a while.

"Sense the power of your body and try shaving."

"The power of the body..."

Monet murmured something, completely unexpectedly, and in that instant of focusing her mind, she felt she could precisely control her body.

The unprecedented sensation made Monet subconsciously exert force in his legs, his fair, long legs transmitting power to his feet, and in an instant, he stomped on the floor repeatedly.

"boom!"

"call out!!"

Monet appeared near the door in an instant, his body leaning slightly forward. As the girl regained her balance, she instinctively gasped in surprise:

"I succeeded? How is that possible? Power beyond human limits..."

"Oh no, the floor?!"

The girl quickly turned her head and saw the broken floorboards on the ground. She sighed in frustration.

Monet felt that her body had become completely different overnight. As power surged forth, she felt that she could control every muscle.