97: Chapter 97 Perpetual Motion Machine and Feed Called FaithThe blinds in the Hokage's office were half-drawn.
The light was projected onto the floor like a fence.
"Buried?"
Naruto sat in the chair opposite the desk, playing with the lighter he had taken from Shikamaru.The lid opened and closed, making a crisp "ding, ding" sound.
He didn't look at Tsunade; his gaze was fixed on the flames that had risen and then died down.
"That guy named Hidan is immortal."
Naruto closed the lid, looked up, and his blue eyes were filled with the innocence and confusion of a young boy.
"Isn't it a waste to just bury it in the Nara family's forest?"
Tsunade rubbed her temples.
The table was piled high with autopsy reports on Kakuzu's body, as well as plans for dealing with Hidan's still-talking head.
"That's a madman, Naruto."
Tsunade picked up her teacup; the tea had gone cold.
"Shikamaru insists on avenging Asuma, and burying him alive is the best punishment for that follower of the evil god."
There are many ways to take revenge.
Naruto leaned forward, resting his elbows on his knees.
"Let him rot in the ground, he'll just sleep or pray to some evil god in his head."
"What kind of punishment is this?"
"And." Naruto lowered his voice, his tone becoming more seductive.
"Mother-in-law, you are a medical ninja, you should know better than me."
"A sample that can heal itself even when cut up, can still speak even when its head is severed, and can survive without eating."
"If we could unlock the secret of this cell regeneration."
Tsunade's hand, holding the teacup, froze in mid-air.
As a descendant of the Senju clan, he is the strongest medical ninja in the ninja world.
She couldn't resist the temptation.
The secret to immortality.
Even if only one percent of it is cracked, it would bring about a qualitative leap in Konoha's medical level and save countless ninjas like Asuma whose hearts have been pierced.
"What about Shikamaru." Tsunade hesitated.
"I'll go tell them."
Naruto stood up, put the lighter in his pocket, and smiled brightly.
"Shikamaru is a smart man, he'll understand."
"Using our enemies as experimental subjects to protect Konoha—that's the most satisfying revenge, isn't it?"
Konoha Hospital, third basement level.
This place was originally a morgue used to store special corpses.It was cold, damp, and filled with the smell of formaldehyde and mold.
It has now been temporarily converted into the highest-level prison cell.
There is only one table.
On the table was a cylindrical glass jar filled with green nutrient solution.
Glug glug.
Bubbles tumble and roll.
A grayish-white head floated in the liquid, with blood vessels at the severed neck swaying like sea anemones.
"Damn Konoha scum!"
"Let me out!I'm going to sacrifice you all to the evil god!"
"It hurts!My neck hurts so much!You bastard!"
Hidan's mouth opened and closed, and even though he was in the liquid, his irritating curses still echoed in the empty room through a special transmission device.
This vitality is even stronger than that of a cockroach.
despair.
despair.
The footsteps stopped at the door.
The heavy iron door was pushed open a crack, and light cut in.
Naruto slammed the door shut and locked it with all three locks.
He walked up to the glass jar, bent down, pressed his face close to the glass wall, and looked into the pair of purplish-red eyes inside.
"Oh."
Naruto raised his hand and tapped his knuckles lightly on the glass twice.
Knock knock.
"You seem to be in good spirits, you charlatan."
Hidan froze for a moment, then his eyes widened suddenly, his resentment almost overflowing through the glass.
"It's you!That nine-tailed brat!"
"Release me now!Otherwise, once I recover, the first thing I'll do is use you as a blood sacrifice!"
"I'm going to rip your intestines out and tie them in knots!I'm going to chew your bones to pieces!"
Hidan shook his head wildly, banging it against the glass jar repeatedly, making the nutrient solution murky.
Naruto didn't say anything.
He just watched quietly.
It's like looking at a fly trapped in a bottle.
The system panel unfolded before his eyes, with data streaming down like a waterfall.
[Received 500 copies of [Rage] from Hidan!]
[Received 800 units of Killing Intent from Hidan!]
[Received 600 units of [Resentment] from Hidan!]
The numbers were jumping around happily.
But that's not enough.
This level of emotion is too primitive and too crude.
"Save your breath."
Naruto straightened up, pulled over a chair, sat down, and crossed his legs.
"If your evil god is really that powerful, why didn't he come to save you?"
"Or perhaps."
Naruto's lips curled into a mocking smile.
"He abandoned you because he thought you were too shameful, all you had was a head, and you couldn't even kill a sacrificial offering?"
"Shut up!You are not allowed to insult the Evil God!"
Hidan, like a cat whose tail had been stepped on, his features contorted in agony, cried out, "This is a trial!This is a trial given to me by the gods!"
"Trials?"
Naruto chuckled softly.
He extended his right hand, and a point of chakra gathered at his fingertips.
It's not Wind Release.
It is lightning.
Tiny blue arcs of electricity danced at his fingertips, emitting a buzzing sound.
"Then I'll make it a bit more difficult for you."
Naruto pressed his finger on the metal tube attached to the outside of the glass jar.
Sizzle—!
The electric current traveled along the conduit and instantly entered the nutrient solution.
"Ughh .
Hidan's screams instantly became sharp and piercing.
That wasn't a normal electric shock.
Naruto controlled the frequency of the electric current, precisely stimulating the nerve endings at the severed point on Hidan's neck.
The pain was like having your fingernails peeled off, sprinkled with salt, and then roasted over a fire.
And it's continuous.
The bubbles surged wildly.
Hidan rolled his eyes, his tongue lolling out, and all his muscles were spasming—if he still had a body.
[Ding!You have received 2000 units of Extreme Pain from Hidan!]
[Ding!Harvest arrives from Fei]The segment's [fear] (trace amount) x200!
Only two hundred?
They're still not scared enough.
Naruto withdrew his finger.
The current disappeared.
Hidan gulped down the nutrient solution, his eyes unfocused, as if he had just crawled back from hell.
"Huff.huff.you bastard."
Hidan's voice was much weaker, but his madness was still there.
"Is that all you've got?This little bit of pain.to the followers of an evil god.is just.just an appetizer."
"Yeah?"
Naruto wasn't angry.
On the contrary, the smile in his eyes deepened.
Such a durable toy is truly rare.
"system."
Naruto silently recited in his mind.
[Host, please give your orders.]
"Activate [Emotional Cultivation Mode]".
[Instructions confirmed.Target: Hidan.]
[Establishing a long-term emotion extraction link.Link successful.]
[Aquaculture plan being generated.]
Naruto looked at the new options that appeared on the panel and nodded in satisfaction.
This is the correct way to use it.
Killing the goose that lays the golden eggs is something only a fool would do.
To achieve sustainable development, you need to raise chickens, scare them a little every day, and get them to lay eggs.
"Hidan."
Naruto stood up, put his hands in his pockets, and looked down at the head.
"You know what?I actually have absolutely no interest in your body structure."
"Grandma Tsunade wants to study your immortality, but I don't want to."
"I just want to know."
Naruto leaned closer to the glass jar, his voice as soft as a devil's whisper.
"When a believer is unable to live, unable to die, and even his prayers go unanswered."
"How long can his faith last?"
The words had barely left his mouth.
Naruto snapped his fingers.
*Smack*
The electrode device at the bottom of the glass jar lights up automatically.
This time it wasn't a severe electric shock.
Instead, it is a continuous, low-frequency pulse.
It won't make you faint from the pain, but it will keep you awake at all times, keeping your nerves constantly on edge, as if countless ants are crawling in your brain.
"Ah.um.uh."
Hidan let out a suppressed, intermittent groan.
This torment was even more unbearable than before.
It gradually erodes a person's will.
[Ding!Emotional cultivation has been initiated.]
[Estimated hourly output of Resentment Points: 3000.]
[Estimated hourly output of Despair Points: 1500 points.]
This is practically a perpetual motion machine.
Moreover, it requires no fuel, only a small amount of electricity.
Naruto watched the constantly increasing balance and felt extremely happy.
He turned and walked towards the door.
"Oh, right."
Naruto stopped by the door and spoke to a corner in the shadows.
"Tell the guards to change the nutrient solution every hour."
"Add some stimulants."
"Don't let him fall asleep."
"Since we are immortal, we should skip the time-wasting activity of sleeping."
After saying that, Naruto pushed open the door and went out.
The light was once again blocked by the iron gate.
Only Hidan's endless low moaning and the sound of bubbles bubbling filled the room.
In the corner.
The air distorted slightly.
A chameleon the size of a fingernail appeared, then vanished in a puff of smoke.
A few kilometers away.
Deep within the Konoha sewers.
A silver-haired young man wearing glasses suddenly opened his eyes.
The pharmacist pushed up his glasses, a bead of cold sweat sliding down his forehead.
The scene he had just seen through the summoned beast made him feel physically uncomfortable.
That look in his eyes.
The way the blond boy looked at Hidan.
There was no anger, no hatred, not even respect for the enemy.
There is only a kind of indifference when looking at "objects".
That meticulous calculation, that indifference to suffering, that method of completely instrumentalizing people.
"Lord Orochimaru."
Dou's voice was a little hoarse.
"We may have.been misjudging all along."
"That Nine-Tails Jinchuriki is not some hot-blooded idiot at all."
"He is a monster even more pure than us."
The camera pulls back to the basement.
In the green liquid.
Hidan's eyes were beginning to glaze over.
He wanted to close his eyes, but the effects of the medication made him so excited that he felt nauseous.
He wanted to curse, but his tongue was already numb.
He could only stare with his eyes open at that non-existent void.
And above his head.
On the system interface that only Naruto can see.
The numbers are jumping wildly.
+3000
+3000
+3000
That is the currency called despair.
It's flowing steadily into Naruto's pocket.
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