"I said, give me a transplant now!"

Tuan's eyes were red, his voice was not loud, but it was close to roaring, and every syllable was suppressed and roared.

The lead researcher changed color in shock, and subconsciously took two steps back, and a fine cold sweat appeared on his back.

Under the gaze of Tuan Zang, it was difficult for him to say a single 'no', and he said in a trembling voice, "Yes...... My lord, I'll send someone to arrange it right away. ”

In the laboratory, despite the chief's orders, everyone has put down their work and started to get busy.

"The operation must be successful."

Tuan Zang repeated, both a reminder and a warning,

"If I fail, or even if I die on the operating table, you, you, including all my family and friends, will be buried with me."

The kind of crazy will contained in the words made the experimenters present shudder.

But they were apparently unable to resist Tuan Zang's determination, and the lead researcher was even more bitter.

The first generation of cell transplantation surgery is limited by the difference in human constitution and will, and the result is zero and one after all.

I thought that taking advantage of the characteristics of Tuanzang that the older he gets, the more afraid of death he is, he can drag this back, and wait until the operation is more mature, and then make arrangements, but he didn't expect the time to come so quickly.

Realizing the urgency of the current situation, the head researcher's brain spun wildly, pondering all the unfavorable factors, and issuing one order after another.

After all the research had begun in an orderly manner, he came to Tuan Zang and said,

"Lord Tuanzang, you will definitely die if you undergo a transplant now, and before that, you first need to recuperate your body and spirit to the best state."

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The fierce light in Tuan Zang's eyes narrowed slightly, and he said in a deep voice, "What do you need me to do?" ”

"You sleep here first."

The lead researcher pressed the button, and a nutrient jar slowly rose on the ground.

Tuan Zang had witnessed the process many times, so he naturally knew what it was going to do, turned around and went into the bathroom to wash his body, changed into a set of lab coats and walked in.

Seeing that Tuan Zang buckled the ventilator, the chief experimenter pressed the button, and the light green solution slowly rose until it was engulfed in it.

After doing all this, the lead researcher pulled out a bottle of solution from the storage cabinet and went to the source of the nutrient solution.

Seeing that he was about to pour this solution into it, one of the experimenters who had been paying attention to his actions changed slightly, walked up to him in a few steps, grabbed his wrist, and said angrily, "What are you doing here?" This thing is highly toxic to the human body. ”

"This dose, diluted in solution, is not considered a poison, but has 'some' irritating effects."

The chief researcher was calm, grabbed the wrist, and broke it hard, but he couldn't break it, and his face was a little unbearable.

He scolded loudly, "I know that you are a spy sent by Lord Tuanzang to spy on us, and many people in this laboratory know about it. ”

"But since you have a little knowledge in your head, you should know that with his current physical condition, he will almost die if he undergoes a transplant."

In the eyes of everyone, Gen Ren was unmoved, and said in a deep voice, "This is why you poisoned?" ”

"If you can't even withstand this little stimulation, how can you afford a more difficult transplant."

The lead research researcher glanced at Neshinobu and said, "I want the operation to be successful more than you." ”

Neshibu was silent for a moment, then let go of his wrist and warned, "You'd better succeed." ”

"Heh......" the lead researcher smiled disdainfully.

Even if it fails, the irritation and physical damage of the group will definitely postpone the operation, and this back and forth will definitely take a lot more time.

Of course, he didn't want to get to this point unless it was necessary, because the price was likely to be his life.

Holding the bottle of solution in his hand, the lead researcher frowned, staring at the scale.

If the dosage is not good, the medicine can also become poison, and he has no intention of ending up with Tuan Zang.

The red reagent dripped into the light green, staining the nutrient solution with a hint of purple, and it didn't take long for a seeping wail and scream to come out of the nutrient tank.

Unmoved, the lead researcher clenched his fists and continued to give orders to take out all the rare and expensive materials in the laboratory.

The more expensive the material for transplant surgery, the better, but within a certain limit, the truth is obvious.

If this operation fails, the chief researcher knows that he will definitely die, and he will pursue any more cost-effective results, and he must use everything that can be used, so as to live up to the previous frugality.

The other researchers carried out the chief's orders, vaguely guessing his thoughts, even if the failure of the operation could lead to death, and their hearts could not help but be lifted.

Squandering, wasting...... Not true, but I have to say that this process is really cool, especially for researchers who have been holding the noose and eager to make two pieces of data from one material.

Let's not talk about whether you are dead or not, after this operation, things must be used up.

……

As Danzou fights to the death with his lead researcher, the person responsible for all of this is resting in a shadow among the trees.

Although Orochimaru has always praised Yakushidou's talent for immortal arts, in order to use natural energy, it must be based on the ninja's own chakra.

This point is a shortcoming, not to mention that compared with a monster like Orochimaru, even if he is compared to a normal shadow-level powerhouse, he is slightly inferior.

I don't know how long it will take to flee after that, and I have to keep my own state at least half.

In the middle of the night, Yakushi took the white snake scales in his hand into his arms, flew up to the treetops, and began to flee in the direction of the Land of Rain.

When he passed a big tree, his eyes suddenly froze, his hands were closed, and several earthen spears shot straight out of the ground, piercing the body of the tree.

But no screams were heard, no blood flowed out, and when the spear turned to dirt, nothing changed in the tree, except for a large hole.

The pharmacist raised his eyebrows, "Delusion?" No, it's definitely not, the feeling of being spied on just now is gone. ”

There was a faint speculation about this in his heart, and instead of stopping to take a closer look, he further accelerated his pace.

……

More than ten miles away, on the thick trunk of a tree, a half-black, half-white figure poked out his head and said,

"The ninja who made a big fuss at the root is called Dou, and as I thought before, he, like Orochimaru, has mastered the immortal art of the Dragon Cave, and his perception is very keen, and the clone was almost killed by him."

"Pocket?" Obito's eyes flashed red, "Who is he, what kind of grudge does he have with Danzang, why did he attack the roots?" ”

"These will be investigated later." It's not omniscient, "Don't worry, Konoha wants to figure it all out more than we do." ”

Obito shook his head, "Find out as soon as possible." ”