Immortality begins with the ninjas of Konoha

Borsalino, with a serious expression, made his request. Furukawa Osamu curled his lip, thinking that testing a Celestial Dragon's blood sample was so troublesome; the other party was clearly too "noble."

"An unreasonable request, but I'm somewhat interested in this condition."

"Are there any other participants in this project besides me?"

As Furukawa Osamu used medical ninjutsu to condense green chakra, he casually asked a question. Borsalino, who was currently staring intently at the unknown energy, subconsciously replied:

"Only you!"

“I have said before that the blood sample of ‘God’ is extremely precious.”

"Alright, these two with abnormal activity should belong to the Celestial Dragons. This one should be a human female. Although she has contracted the disease, it is still identifiable."

Furukawa Osamu slowly and deliberately gave the answer, and the group of agents exchanged glances, their eyes showing surprise.

Borsalino stroked his chin and remained silent for a while. He had only intended to go through the motions, but he hadn't expected that the person could actually tell the difference. In the end, he could only mutter with a complicated expression:

"Correct! Osamu Furukawa, the cooperation begins!"

Chapter 8 "The Older, the More Powerful"... (Daily Chapter)

In mid-January of 1529 in the Sea Calendar, Vice Admiral Borsalino, who was visiting Spedamaelz, received another mission and ended his vacation at his hometown.

Perhaps because HEART was too competitive, Borsalino, who was used to separating work and life, always looked at Furukawa Osamu with a strange gaze on the naval warship.

The group is heading to Drum Island on the Grand Line via Reverse Mountain.

Besides helping Furukawa Osamu recruit medical personnel in the Drum Kingdom as instructed by his superiors, Borsalino also had to prepare for the escort work for the royal families of various countries at the upcoming World Conference.

Normally, there would be no need for a vice admiral like Borsalino to escort ships, but since he was suddenly away at this time, the navy simply entrusted the related work to him in order to save resources.

The Navy's control over the sea lanes far surpasses that of ordinary pirates. Under deliberate control, they did not give Furukawa Osamu the opportunity to record the sea charts.

Having enjoyed a warm and peaceful New Year in his hometown of Beihai, Borsalino still had some things to say, as he couldn't stand the infighting!

While reviewing documents in his cabin, Osamu Furukawa ignored Borsali, who had been hesitant to speak since boarding the ship, while his maid Baby-5 glared at him angrily from time to time.

There were only two people on this trip. The hospital surgery was booked until next month. With the help of a professional doctor sent by the Navy, Luo's work was not a big problem. At most, he would not have time to rest.

"Young people should balance work and rest. When you get to my age, you'll understand how important good health is!"

“The Navy has holidays, and you, as partners, should follow suit.”

"You can never earn enough money..."

Borsalino, nestled in his chair, voiced his thoughts: working 9 to 9, 6 days a week, is a bit much in this world that values ​​freedom.

"Hmph! People who don't work hard to make money aren't family!"

"We just want to make more money so that everyone can live in a big house!"

Baby-5 straightened her back and responded loudly. The girl had grown a bit taller recently, but she was still a tiny little thing compared to the two people in the room.

Borsalino shook his head helplessly, pulled his hat over his head, and sighed in a muffled voice:

"You'll understand how I feel when you grow up..."

After making a face, the girl ignored the unambitious old man who was actually advising her to rest. She didn't need that kind of thing; work made her happy!

Aside from providing experimental samples and some data, Borusalino spent most of his time in the North Sea reading newspapers, taking walks, and enjoying local cuisine.

In contrast, it was the special agents who were busy running around, helping Furukawa Osamu find many herbs that met his requirements.

The document in Furukawa Osamu's possession is about "bloodline atavism," which is somewhat similar to ninjas. The World Government seems to also recognize that "the older, the stronger."

"If I'm not mistaken, early humans must have had bloodline fusion with powerful creatures."

"The experiments in the data attempted to amplify the power of bloodline, that is, the bloodline factor, which in turn gave rise to the blue scale disease."

"The human body is not suited to this power. No matter how you transform it, it will be difficult to achieve the 'atavism' you seek."

"Even if we extract the bloodline factors of the Lunaria race, it won't be of much use. It's very difficult for the human race to survive in any natural environment."

Upon hearing this, Borsalino immediately sat up straight, his previous languid demeanor gone, and said with a serious expression:

"You actually deduced the Lunaria race. It seems that Germa has more information than expected."

"This is not hard to guess. The Lunaria race has a bounty on their heads by the World Government. After MADS announced the bloodline factor, you decided to follow up with research."

"Given the resources the World Government possesses, they might be able to recruit Vegapunk using the Lunaria bloodline factor. It would be difficult for the researchers to control their curiosity, and they would most likely not refuse."

“The bloodline factors on Judge’s side are traceable, and only with samples can the application be optimized. Obviously, what he has is a simplified version.”

Osamu Furukawa handed the data to Baby-5 and told the girl to keep it safe. He was fairly certain that the humans on this planet had experienced "hybridization".

His body's genes have already been completely rewritten by Wedge, and during the modification process, Furukawa Osamu discovered the anomaly.

Without chakra energy, the humans here have developed a condition similar to the bloodline limit of the ninja world.

Given that "lunar people" exist, it is clear that the two groups merged many years ago, and the fusion of their bloodlines created some of the current human population.

“I don’t know the specifics either. If you think this experiment is destined to fail, then perhaps the ‘tragedy’ has already happened.”

“I won’t report it, because it will only give those people more ambition.”

"I maintain that this kind of experiment is blasphemous. Vegapunk was a good man, but he was also a madman at times."

Borsalino's expression was complicated. He felt that the Celestial Dragons were currently conducting experiments on humans, and that the experiments had failed, which meant that more victims had appeared.

He was powerless to prevent this from happening; at most, the Navy could only stage a "justice delayed" moment...

"Who will it be this time?... "

When Borsalino turned around, muttering to himself, he found Furukawa Masayuki staring at him curiously. Being stared at by those scarlet eyes, he couldn't help but feel a chill in his heart.

"Hey! Don't even think about asking me to find you a bloodline factor!"

"That kind of thing is not something a lieutenant general like me can obtain. Instead of studying forbidden things, I should focus on studying medicine."

"One Vegapunk is enough!"

Furukawa ignored Borsalino's tension. The bloodline factor was indeed useful, but the more information he came into contact with, the more interested he became in "demons." Perhaps there really were demons here.

"You're a candidate for Admiral, what's the 'color' of your domineering aura?"

"I'm better at using Devil Fruit abilities; Haki doesn't suit me as well."

Borsalino secretly breathed a sigh of relief at not hearing the request, instantly reverting to his previous languid demeanor. He reclined back in his chair, his hand transforming into an elemental form, and casually added:

“A strong will is a talent possessed by only a few. I am just an ordinary person, completely different from those monsters.”

"Lieutenant General Tsuru has described your domineering aura. We are two different kinds of people. Don't expect to spar with me or anything like that. I'm long past the age of honing my domineering aura."

"Have we compromised with Devil Fruits?"

"Hey! I'm just using the power of a Devil Fruit, don't make it sound so nasty!"

Looking at the languid Borsalino, Osamu Furukawa felt a strange sense of familiarity. After thinking carefully with his chin in his hand, he finally realized where that sense of familiarity came from.

"The Fall of Truth? Negative Emotions."

Some negative emotions can also be transformed into powerful forces. Borsalino in front of us may be born "anti-involution." His lack of motivation and laziness may actually amplify the power of his Devil Fruit.

Furukawa Osamu stopped pressing the issue. Conqueror's Haki comes in different colors, and when his Karma altered his body at the genetic level to adapt to his spiritual form, the color of his Haki turned purplish-black.

Although Shanks didn't use his full strength in the sparring match, his Haki is most likely red, just like Doflamingo's, only the shade of red is different.

"Hey! What do you want to do?"

Borsalino saw Furukawa Osamu's right hand suddenly covered in Haki and instinctively let out a low cry. Seeing that the other party disappeared instantly, he instinctively transformed into his elemental form to try to transfer.

"Ok?"

With a dark right palm pressed against his shoulder, Borsalino failed to teleport and for a moment felt as if he were imprisoned.

Although he underestimated his opponent's speed, Borsalino was still puzzled. Furukawa Osamu, on the other hand, smiled and raised his hand. He had always wanted to test his skills on a powerful user who had eaten a Logia-type Devil Fruit.

"Lieutenant General Borsalino, do you feel the collision of souls?"

"ha?!!"

"You people who like to study the world are all crazy!"

Borsalino grumbled irritably. He hadn't felt any soul collision; he had only confirmed that Furukawa Osamu possessed advanced Armament Haki.

Borsalino understood why HEART was so competitive, knowing that the other party was someone with a strong will.

The spirit transforms its spiritual power into Haki, which collides with the soul or will within the Devil Fruit, thus completing a physical attack.

Furukawa Osamu has barely verified his conjectures over this period of time. The next thing to do is to confirm the special existence within the Devil Fruit. After Monet eats the fruit, he needs to explore it more carefully.

"It'll be a while before we reach Drum Island, Lieutenant General Borsalino, let's warm up together!"

"A powerful Logia-type Devil Fruit; perhaps I can help you develop new powers."

"Vegapunk also made a similar request; that madman wanted to copy my abilities onto robots!"

“I refused because I knew there was something wrong with this job.”

Borsalino tossed his hat aside in annoyance, then instantly vanished into his elemental form from the doorway.

Instead of discussing Devil Fruits and Haki, Borsalino should try to find out about the victims of the experiment and confirm that it failed. Borsalino only wants to save innocent lives.

"Boss! Let's stretch together!"

"Fill my body with domineering power!"

Baby-5 squeezed to the rocking chair, her face full of anticipation as she made her request. Furukawa Osamu, nestled in the chair, waved his hand, and seeing the girl's disappointed expression, simply explained:

"My will can influence your body; proper exercise will suffice."

Most human souls in this world are very fragile. The girl is still growing. If it weren't for the special will of the Devil Fruit, a wisp of Furukawa Osamu's spirit could easily control her.

Even using only the derived domineering aura, Baby-5 shows signs of being eroded; the fact that it can still exude domineering aura is proof of that.

"The boss definitely prefers that big-breasted woman!"

With tears welling up in Baby-5's eyes, she loudly complained that she had seen Monet change his clothes many times after leaving the office, implying that the two must have had intimate contact.

"Kids should focus on their studies. Have you even finished reading the weapon manuals?"

"Waaah...I don't understand!"

Baby-5, increasingly upset by her own stupidity, had no choice but to find the instruction manual and read it with the girl. Theoretically, the other party could transform into any weapon, as long as the general principle was understood.

"Isn't there a weapon that can change body shape?"

"Be careful, Luo might perform personality surgery on you when you get back."

...

Drum Island is covered in snow all year round, and many people also call this island "Winter Island".

The cold weather forced Furukawa and his group to wear heavy coats. Snowflakes continued to fall from the sky. Borsalino let out a long breath and squinted as he gazed into the distance:

"The king should have already sent people to welcome us. In recent years, the Drum Kingdom has developed better and better, and it can be considered one of the most powerful countries among the member states."

"Besides the founding country, the Drum Kingdom has been frequently invited to participate in world conferences in recent years thanks to those doctors. It won't be easy to poach them."

Wearing a black overcoat, Furukawa Osamu gazed at the distant, snow-covered peaks, and he didn't deny digging his feet in the process.

"I'm offering the highest salary in the industry, and the environment in Beihai is much better than here, isn't it?"

"It's not like we're poaching everyone; we're just giving everyone a choice."

“I don’t have much of an impression of this king, but I believe he can understand how I feel.”

The agents continued to follow without expression. The world conference was in a few days, and their presence here on a mission did not mean they respected the king.

If the other party cannot pay enough Heavenly Gold, the agents plan to execute the king on the spot...

Borsalino strongly suspects that the Celestial Dragons can't stand seeing the people of their member states living a good life. It's impossible for such a medical superpower to be unable to pay the Heavenly Gold. Sending agents to give them a warning is completely unnecessary.

Borsalino naturally wouldn't mention these sordid things to Osamu Furukawa. The World Government and the Navy needed to maintain their righteous image, and these evils needed to be borne by others.

"First we will visit the King, and then we will travel together to the Holy Land of Mary Geoise."

"Considering that I might have work to do along the way, it's better to set off as soon as possible. I don't want to run into any trouble."

Borsalino's lack of enthusiasm almost made the agents lose their composure, but fortunately, Osamu Furukawa was already used to it and strode towards the welcoming team with Baby-5.

As snowflakes began to fall in the air, inside the enormous white castle perched atop a towering mountain peak, the king was clutching his chest and coughing incessantly.

"Your Majesty, your health requires rest. If you continue to overwork yourself..."

The doctors in white coats didn't say anything more. They slowly bowed. The king before them was nearing the end of his life, and the fate of the country might be about to change.