Chapter 435: Constant Temperature Laboratory
Why pit the Uchiha against Konoha?
When Sasuke calmed down, he was also pondering this question.
Did he subconsciously believe that the Uchiha and the village were opposing entities?
Did he harbor a hidden distrust towards Konoha deep in his heart?
After calming down for a day and thinking for a day, Sasuke still hadn't reached a definitive answer.
"What exactly did Sakura mean?" Before going to sleep, Sasuke was still thinking about this question while lying in bed, "If she wants me to hand over the Sharingan..."
If that were truly the case, Sasuke would feel very uncomfortable, but he would still choose to trust Haruno Sakura.
Throughout the night, Sasuke tossed and turned, finding it hard to sleep, his mind constantly visualizing Haruno Sakura's eyebrows and eyes when she said those words, that seemingly fierce but actually gentle expression.
"What would Naruto say?" He turned over, thinking of another person, and couldn't help but smile bitterly at the thought of that small face, "With that guy's IQ, he probably wouldn't understand what I'm talking about... better not bother him. I'm really an idiot for wanting to ask him for help."
Then he fell asleep in a daze.
The next day, Hokage's Office.
"You're here, Sasuke." Tsunade looked at the boy in front of her with a faint smile and said lightly.
Sasuke, who obviously hadn't slept well, had darker circles under his eyes and was mentally exhausted.
Comparable to Gaara's look.
"Hn... Hokage-sama, I'm here." He shook the scroll in his hand, "I'm here to complete the last mission, and... admit my mistake."
"Admit your mistake?" The smile on Tsunade's face deepened. She sat up straight, looking at Sasuke's handsome face with interest, "Indeed... you did make a mistake in this mission. Let's hear it, what mistake did you make?"
Sasuke bit his lip.
"I shouldn't have snatched the Sharingan and not handed them to the village." He said reluctantly, "That was my mistake."
He took a step forward, holding the scroll with both hands, and handed it to Tsunade.
—The result of his thinking all night was to yield to the village and hand over the Sharingan.
"Ha!" Tsunade laughed involuntarily, didn't take the scroll, and said, "Sasuke, you still don't understand!"
The blonde woman shook her head secretly in her heart. Indeed, one couldn't expect a letter and one night to make Sasuke think it through... but at least Sasuke appearing here was already progress.
"Then the Sharingan...?"
Sasuke looked confused. Aren't you asking me to hand over the Sharingan?
"You hold onto the Sharingan yourself for now!" She stood up, walked out from her seat, patted Sasuke's shoulder, and smiled, "Come with me."
Sasuke completely didn't understand what medicine Tsunade was selling in her gourd, but temporarily not having to hand over the Sharingan was always a good thing. He happily took back the scroll and followed Tsunade's footsteps in confusion.
The two walked out of the Hokage Building and arrived at Konoha Hospital. After many turns, they walked into an independent hidden small building in the hospital.
"This is it." In front of a heavily guarded room on the underground level, Tsunade stopped and turned to say to Sasuke.
She pushed open the door, and the cold air from the room behind the door immediately leaked out, stirring up a mist in the sultry air of August.
Behind the door, on the left were rows of shelves filled with bottles, jars, and various scrolls; on the right were various instruments gleaming with metallic luster and full of technological sense. Several civilian ninja in white coats were shuttling busily between shelves and instruments or working with their heads down, and no one noticed the door opened.
"Konoha's first constant temperature laboratory, used to preserve and research precious samples." Tsunade walked in and said to Sasuke with some pride, "Temperature is regulated through Ice Style and Fire Style formulas. Even in the hot midsummer, a constant temperature of sixteen degrees can be maintained here, or even low temperatures below zero. Thanks to Haku's (Minazuki Haku) and Sakura's chakra."
Sasuke ignored Tsunade's boastful introduction completely.
His mind was completely attracted by the first row of shelves on the left side of the room.
Sasuke stared intently at the shelves, row after row of...
Sharingan.
There were dozens of them!
The black-haired boy's breath seemed to be seized. He was a little breathless.
"Sharingan found from the Root base." Tsunade glanced at Sasuke and said lightly, "About 73 of them—if no new discoveries were made in the past two days."
"Why are there so many?" Sasuke's body trembled slightly, asking this question while suppressing his anger.
"What do you think?" Tsunade sneered, "Danzo treated Sharingan as consumables! Did you think he only had those eleven eyes you have? Is it possible?"
Sasuke fell silent.
He lowered his eyelids, clenched his teeth tightly, making a grinding sound, suddenly regretting not beating Danzo to death on the spot that day.
No... he should have tortured him to death with the cruelest means!
Looking at the almost ferocious expression on Sasuke's face, Tsunade sighed, pointed to the glass bottles on the shelf and said: "Those with white labels on the bottles are Sharingan whose identities have been verified. You can take them back. Leave the ones without labels here for now, as their identities haven't been verified yet. Come back later."
"One more thing, we also found your father, Uchiha Fugaku's eyes."
The expression on Sasuke's face quickly froze from ferocious.
"...Take them back for me?" After a long while, he pointed dumbly at those glass bottles and asked.
"Otherwise?" The Hokage rolled her eyes at him, "Would the village embezzle your relatives' Sharingan?"
Sharingan were good stuff for Danzo, but Tsunade, as the Fifth Hokage, really didn't think much of them. Non-Uchiha clan members found it hard to control the power of the Sharingan; even an elite among elites like Kakashi struggled so much after transplanting a Sharingan, which even dragged down his growth and was counterproductive to some extent... So Sharingan couldn't be used to mass-produce experts.
Like Danzo using the power of Root to create a combination of First Hokage cells plus Sharingan to forcibly create an expert? Leaving aside the terrible political impact, doing so would be less effective for Tsunade than focusing on cultivating Sasuke. With his talent, growing up to crush a forcefully ripened expert like Danzo would be stress-free.
Most importantly, implanting Sharingan on the arm like Danzo was really too disgusting and ugly...
For the sake of beauty, Old Lady Tsunade, who was over fifty, still brazenly pretended to be a young girl in her twenties all day long. Do you think she would accept Danzo's look?
Sasuke was speechless, his expression a bit awkward. He really thought the village wanted to take away all the Sharingan... Facts proved that Konoha's mindset was much bigger than he imagined.
He walked forward quickly, found his father's Sharingan first, took them down carefully, then picked out the bottles with labels, and put them into a blank sealing scroll.
As if afraid the Hokage would go back on her word, Sasuke moved extremely fast, cleaning up in a few strokes. Tsunade, watching from the side, shook her head repeatedly at his hurried, petty actions, laughing incessantly.
Only after Sasuke tucked the sealing scroll close to his body did he remember there was a Hokage beside him.
"Thank you, Hokage-sama!" Sasuke bowed, giving Tsunade a respectful and sincere ninety-degree bow.
Tsunade accepted this gesture with satisfaction.
"So, do you know what mistake you made now, Sasuke?" She kept a straight face and asked sternly.
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