“…… My lord, this is it. The ninja who led the way bowed cautiously.

Makoto waved his hand to show that he knew, passed over him, walked alone through the gate built against the cave, and walked inside.

It is a tunnel through the rocks of the mountain, built high and narrow by the dark character of its owner, with a dim light every ten steps, and the environment of the passage is actually very neat, but it gives the illusion of darkness and dampness.

A good ninja should be able to see the myriad of places in this passage that are suitable for ambush mechanisms, but Makoto just walks forward, oblivious to the hints of danger.

After a few corners, ignoring a few guards hiding in the shadows, an open field suddenly opened up in front of me.

The flat limestone floor, though in the middle of the mountain, was squarely repaired, the open dome was sealed with glass, a few high-powered fluorescent lamps illuminated the square almost spotlessly, and the walls were made of countless equally raised diamond-shaped patterns, with strange sinuous curves, like the scales of a snow-white serpent.

"Chengjun, what a rare guest."

Tall, thin, long-haired, feminine and handsome, just a pair of eyes like snakes, full of a palpitating charm, Orochimaru greeted lightly, took the towel handed over by his subordinates, and carefully wiped his hands clean.

Personally, Orochimaru, who is dressed in a white coat and has the capable temperament of a scientist, is undoubtedly more impressed by Makoto than the one who is a ninja.

"Come in, there might be some chaos inside, but I think there should be something that Seong-kun is interested in." Orochimaru tilted his head, his eyes signaling Makoto to follow him.

The purpose of this is to destroy all the research materials in Orochimaru's hands about writing wheels, but as Orochimaru said, Makoto is more interested in the things in Orochimaru's laboratory than this is just a formality.

The passage in the room is more spacious, the whole is a white tone, the windows are bright and clean, and occasionally you can see that in the closed laboratory, ninjas in sterile protective suits are busy, and Orochimaru walks in front, and he doesn't mean to introduce him, but when Makoto shows an interested look, he doesn't mind stopping for a moment and waiting for Makoto to follow.

Various organ specimens soaked in the solution, instruments flashing with various image data on the screen, corpse models peeled open from the middle to reveal internal visceral sections, and of course, all kinds of prisoners in steel cells with strange mental states, if it weren't for the people in front of him reminding Makoto alive, Makoto almost thought that he had come to some near-future sci-fi scene.

The association also has its own laboratory, but in terms of tallness, it is far worse than the one in front of you.

Thinking like this, Makoto's flat expression changed, and Orochimaru swept back and spoke, "How is it?" Chengjun is also an expert in ninjutsu research, and the research projects in this laboratory are you interested in? ”

Makoto retracted his gaze and shook his head: "I don't have much to do with this. ”

Orochimaru smiled lightly and didn't speak, just motioned for Makoto to follow him into one of the doors.

Turning on the light, Orochimaru leaned his back against the wall and clasped his hands: "Here is all the research data and equipment for the writing wheel, according to the agreement, I will hand them all over to you." ”

What caught my eye was a pile of electronic devices, paper materials, and even empty cylindrical glassware, which contained only pale specimen fluid, and it was obvious that it was a writing wheel eye before.

Makoto's expression was cold, transparent chakra armor appeared, and only one arm appeared in front of Makoto, and the huge arm stretched out, slowly crushing the steel, ceramics, and glassware that were stacked in front of him little by little.

Orochimaru looked at it with interest, and he didn't urge, he just looked at it, and suddenly spoke: "Chengjun...... Unlike most Uchihas, it doesn't seem to be quite the same. ”

Makoto looked over in silence, and the two of them met with equally calm gazes.

"Everybody is different." Makoto replied lightly.

"Yes, everyone is different," Orochimaru curled the corners of his mouth, and a vertical pupil representing danger appeared in his eyes, but it didn't seem to be a sign of action, but just excitement: "In the face of the corpses of the same race, the equipment used to study them, there are few Uchiha like you, I can feel that your heart is really calm." ”

"Why? Chengjun, in the face of the organs of people with the same bloodline, in the face of their death, why can you be so calm? ”

Makoto frowned slightly: "Orochimaru-sama, this doesn't seem to have anything to do with you." ”

"It's rude, I'm just curious." The snake-like eyes were full of curiosity, and although he apologized, Orochimaru didn't mean to back down.

"So, Sei-kun, how do you understand the [death] of living things?"

Turning sideways, half of Orochimaru's expression was hidden in the shadows outside the door, and he turned his head to look at a floating human specimen in the laboratory in the distance, and asked casually.

The eyes of the snake cannot see the color or the outline. All it can see is the moment when the prey moves, and all it can see is the changing color.

It's fun to look at things that move, and things that are still are boring.

Keeping quiet is not in line with Orochimaru's character, and chatting with Makoto may just be to dispatch this moment of loneliness.

Makoto was silent, he hated things that couldn't be still.

Without receiving an answer, Orochimaru turned his head, looked at Makoto's eyes wrenching while the crescent moon twisted and magatama reincarnated, and said nonchalantly: "This thing is just a slave to genes. ”

"Love, multiply, breathe...... These things are just the behavior of hormones according to the information engraved in the genes, and people always think that they are living according to their own will, but they don't know that it is just a chemical reaction that the genes urgently need to pass on. ”

"You know what? Every piece of gene in your body can be mentioned up to billions of years ago to enrich the organic solutes of the oceans, they fight each other, the survival of the fittest - the combination of information that can control proteins is passed on, and you are just a protein machine for them to control and survive! ”

"What you think, think, do, and ask for is all for the continuation of genes in the body, and the essence of living things is just a piece of information engraved in the order of the four bases."

Orochimaru's low and hoarse voice, with a half-light and half-dark background, gave this speech a strange charm that shook people's hearts, and if someone else was here, maybe something would happen.

And Makoto just glanced at him inexplicably, and his eyes cleared up from his absent-mindedness all along.

- Okay, this snake did hook his interest, but if it was just this level of Sanguan Kouhu, Makoto might be much better at it than Orochimaru.