Orochimaru, who was thousands of miles away, rarely took the time to pay attention to the alternative of the soul container.

When Mitarai Azuki and Terumi communicate closely, the first thing I feel is Orochimaru, one of the former "Three Shinobi" who is suffering from the source of the "uninvited" pollution in his soul.

It is the same Heavenly Curse Seal, and the reaction will not be very different when it is applied to different people in different time periods. In addition to the fact that the strength of the host is far apart, there is also the fact that Orochimaru's own research on the curse mark is deepening, and the understanding of a few years ago is no longer the same level as today's cognition.

When the beginner Orochimaru planted the Curse Mark of Heaven on the body of Mitarai Red Bean, he was really dead, and almost killed his only student.

By the time the Land of Water sneaks up on Terumi, the success rate is already extremely high, and if you just stay in the state of the spell seal, most of the ninjas above the level will not die, and at most they will overdraw their physical strength and chakra.

As for the spell mark that I encountered Mizuki a few months ago and planted casually, it was simply a defective product that I tried to make on a whim, and it was difficult to awaken on my own, and it also needed a special potion to activate. The safety is guaranteed, but the strength bonus is weakened a lot, and the side effects are more serious.

"Dou, do you know why Red Bean was abandoned by me? You know, in the past, she cried and shouted that she would defect with me, and she would rather bear the name of rebellion and forbearance......

The pharmacist, who was cleaning up the test bench and sorting out the materials, straightened up, and after a moment's thought, replied with a warm but false smile:

"You don't want her to go to the point of no return, do you? After all, not all the traitors in Konoha Village will be able to survive the endless pursuit."

"That's not right."

Orochimaru, who showed a weird smile, stretched out his long tongue and licked the corners of his mouth,

"Maybe some philistines will misunderstand what I mean, but I have never lied myself, and she is indeed a defective product."

You can still save your life under the "destruction" of the heavenly curse seal, and no matter how you think about it, it shouldn't be compared to "waste", and even, the strength of the Mitarai red bean is quite good, although it is not as brave and refined as those peers who are extremely talented, and the improvement of strength is also quite stable, if nothing else, it will become the main force of Konoha Village in a few years.

"How so? I feel that Mitarai Red Beans are stronger than most of the test samples under your command......

"It's different, Dou, you don't understand......

Supporting his head with a clenched fist, Orochimaru, who was rarely interested in saying a few more words, recalled for a moment, and then responded very intriguingly,

"It doesn't matter how strong or weak I am, it can't leave the palm of my hand anyway, the point is that my goal of using the spell mark to inspire some special mutations, and then master the spell mark, chakra, and the mysteries of biology has not been achieved. Red Bean is a well-behaved child, unfortunately, not what I need......

"You mean, the Bloodline Limit?"

"Pure immortalization is meaningless, it is the type of mutation preset by "certain beings", let alone the incomplete immortalization. Even with my directional inducement, the vast majority of ninjas only have a superficial buff state, and they don't have a breakthrough at their own level at all......

"Forgive me for being lonely and unaware of Orochimaru-sama."

"Life is like a spark, qualification is like firewood, spell marks are like the cold wind in winter, poor ninjas, the flame is weak, and it will be extinguished when it blows, and the powerful ninja will be burned more and more vigorously with fire, but if the firewood is not good, it will soon be burned out. The so-called blood inheritance limit is only a shallow and crude embryo, and most of them will not be able to hold out until the clouds are pulled out, and a small number of lucky people will become reluctantly useless mortals, and only a few will become pleasing works of art."

Mitarai Azuki is not a genius who is enough to meet Orochimaru's requirements, and his gaze has always stayed on a young man like Uchiha Itachi.

"That...... Orochimaru-sama, what do you think I am?"

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Mortal things, stuck to appearances, limited by their own experience, can not break through the obstacle of mediocrity, but ......"

glanced playfully at the pharmacist with joy on his face,

"Although the qualifications are not top-notch, the luck is good, I met someone who can discover your value, and the paranoid personality is also quite desirable, and if the right time comes, the possibility of a miracle also exists."

"Thanks to Orochimaru-sama's cultivation."

"Greed is also a good quality."

The smiling Orochimaru waved his hand to make the medicine master retreat, and the smile on his face gradually converged.

"Interesting, it seems that the growth of a ninth head is not all bad."

In essence, Yaki Orochi is the embodiment of the most fundamental obsession in the depths of Orochimaru's soul, but for researchers who are determined to explore the unknown mysteries of the ninja world, it is not necessarily a good thing to be too pure, even if it is their own soul, it is not advisable to lack change, because they are also part of the "unknown", and the study of the outside world is essential, and digging into their own mysteries is also a top priority.

The extra ninth head of the Yaki Orochi magnified Orochimaru's own desire for self-interest, and negative emotions such as suspicion, tyranny, sensitivity, and impulsiveness often attacked Orochimaru's mind.

One of the former "Three Shinobi" who hadn't experienced these thoughts for a long time was indeed a little annoyed at first, and the idea of being uncontrollable from time to time also brought some trouble. But later, Orochimaru gradually realized that for a researcher, the unchanged situation was even more unacceptable, and that cold illusion power was not all bad after being strengthened by the Writing Wheel Eye, but also more active thinking, whimsical associations and endless creativity.

In this case, Orochimaru seems to dream back to the era full of many fantasies when he was a teenager, when he was powerless, but now he is fully capable of putting it into practice.

The trouble is that as more and more research projects are initiated, the "materials" that are consumed are almost insufficient, making the "assistant" pharmacist more and more busy.

If it weren't for the fact that it was difficult to find a powerful helper, Orochimaru would even be about to give birth to a plan to find another deputy.

At the same time, in a dungeon a few hundred meters away from the underground base, a young man named Arashi trembled incessantly under the flickering firelight.

Almost every once in a while, many young people who have been brought in or taken the initiative to come to the door will stage a never-ending brawl, and only a few people in the fully enclosed arena of dozens of people will be lucky enough to survive to the end.

In less than five years, the people who had taken refuge with Arashi had almost died, and Arashi, who had a kind and handsome face, had also become silent, and her light purple hair was stained with too much blood and filth, and it looked very gray if it was not cleaned.

Two years ago, Lan, who took refuge in the elite and inheritance of the clan, still fantasized that under the leadership of Orochimaru, the sound ninja village would be carried forward, and the wind demon clan who could not live in fear could also get a place to live.

Gradually, I realized that the Wind Demon Clan was just wishful thinking, but there was no turning back.

The sunk cost is huge, once the backer of the Great Snake Pill is lost, the Wind Demon clan is mixed in the market, and they can't live a life of abduction and deception. What's more, I can't get out.

Even the elders of the clan admired his talent and saw it as the hope of the family's revival, and Arashi thought that he would become the hero of the Wind Demon Clan. It's a pity that when I arrived under the command of Orochimaru, I realized that there are so many geniuses in this world, and I wouldn't have seen enough of them in a few moments, if it weren't for the fact that the Wind Demon clan still has some background, and the secret skills that can be used are also well practiced, I would have died in the chaos again and again.

As time passed, Arashi also felt the pressure of getting bigger and bigger.

Those who compete with him on the same stage are no longer unknown wandering ninjas, down-and-out samurai, and young talents of small families, but elites who have really been killed from the bloody rain, and many of them have mastered powerful secret arts, and even awakened the genius of the blood inheritance limit.

The day before yesterday, in a "Gu-raising"-like death match, Lan was hit in the abdomen by a fat man with infinite strength, and fainted directly to the ground, fortunately avoiding the "meat grinder" general fight, and just woke up before being made into a specimen by the corpse collection team.

The silver-haired young man with glasses dropped a little potion and left it to fend for himself.

After lying weakly for a day and a night, Arashi finally regained a little strength, struggled to eat some cold dry food, and endured the sharp pain in her chest and abdomen to calculate the "knockout match" that would start again the day after tomorrow.

Suddenly, Arashi, who had sensed that she had been extremely sensitive in the dark environment, caught a glimpse of a strange ripple between a dark river tank opposite the iron cage.

Hurriedly got up, took out the kunai as a vigilant lan, and saw a mass of arm-high monsters surging up in the sink, with two black spots like a mouth and nose on the head, and several slender tentacles sticking out of the torso.

"It's not easy to find this place."

The water monster that spoke angrily opened a hideous mouth.

"Who?"

Arashi, who lowered his voice and asked, retreated cautiously, but the strange water monster seemed to move forward unnoticed.

"Arashi of the Wind Demon Clan?"

"Looking for me?"

I have imagined many situations, such as hostile forces coming to the door, other "competitors" tempting, and even Orochimaru and Yakushi Dou "fishing", but there is no possibility that the other party is looking for himself.

"It's fairly easy to locate Orochimaru, but you've never seen a guy before, it's really hard to find."

There is a kagura heart eye to record chakra fluctuations, as long as Orochimaru is not deliberately hidden, the general direction can be found,

"After all, it's a promise of a deal, and it's hard to ignore it."

"You...... What do you do?"

"Make sure you're still alive and find a chance to get you out. Hanzaki took his people to sell my life to me, and I didn't want to chill him."

The water monster that spoke, like a wriggling jelly, looked around slowly,

"It's really well guarded. I have made a detour of dozens of kilometers of underground rivers, and I have made mistakes a dozen times in the dense tributaries to get here, and if you want to get out, it is probably impossible."

One of Orochimaru's carefully arranged main bases, a small ninja village can't be captured, at least one wing of the upper ninja has to fight a small war, and it is possible to overturn this place.

Still confused, Arashi asked tentatively:

"It's Hansaki of the Wind Demon Clan...... Uncle entrusted you here?"

"Huh? That's right, you're locked up here, you don't know anything. I am his benefactor, his boss, and now your people are begging for a living under me, so far, the cooperation is okay. Your safety is one of the optional conditions, and it is best to save your life. That's right......"

The water monster crossed the railing of the iron cage, reached out and shook a ball of fluorescent water inside.

"If you eat it, you will have the opportunity to contact it directly in the future, and you don't have to worry about being discovered, this thing is the real value of water."

The host does not actively act as a demon, and even a god cannot tell whether a lump of hydrogen monoxide in a human body is part of a natural spirit.

"I...... How can I trust you?"

"Be honest and obedient, with your current state, what is there to calculate? Been here for a few years and still have fantasies about Orochimaru? That's not an existence that you Wind Demon clan can cooperate with on an equal footing, even if it's the Daimyo of Tian no Kuni, it's just an unlucky person to be used. All you have to do now is save your life and wait until the day you are rescued...... Or, collect your body."

Speaking of which, Arashi realizes that her physical condition is indeed not optimistic, and luck will not favor her every time.

Anyway, there is no way back, so it is better to fight.

At this thought, Lan stepped forward, slashed his fingers with kunai, squeezed out a wisp of blood and infiltrated the water mass, and then swallowed it.

In an instant, the cold fluid travels down the esophagus to the stomach, then spreads all over the body, and then dissipates.

"You don't even have a spell mark, and it seems that your weapons are no more than that. Let's live well, and I hope that the day will see you in the sun......

"That's it...... Don't need me to do anything? Acting as a spy or something......

"You

It's not qualified enough, wait until you get into the eyes of Orochimaru and become a useful "cannon fodder."

"What's the standard, Sigil? I've never seen ......."

"Wait with peace of mind, as long as you live long enough to see it, you will understand."

As he spoke, the water monster turned back and disappeared behind the cold stone wall through the tiny inlet, leaving Arashi alone in the dungeon thinking about what had just happened.

"Live! You guys...... Wait for me......"

In the end, he is a teenager who grew up with the aura of genius, at least he still has the heart, even if he has been hit hard in the past two years, he will not be completely decadent.

For the survival of the Wind Demon Clan, he did not hesitate to seek skin with the tiger and trade with the traitorous Orochimaru, but he was ruthlessly put on the table. Struggling to survive and keeping hope for the future alive is the most important thing.