The Ordinary Life of a Clear-Ryu Ninja Chapter 707

“There’s another method, but it only exists in theory.” Kabuto looked up at the rocky ceiling of the lab, as if gazing at the sky. “If time-travel ninjutsu truly exists in this world, then we could obtain pure genes from a senior in the past. At that point, we could mimic Orochimaru’s resurrection to achieve rebirth.”

Upon hearing this, Touji actually felt it was a viable option. Because he indeed knew of a feasible way to travel to the past.

While Touji was contemplating this new plan, Kabuto remained silent, and the lab fell into quiet, with only the gentle whoosh of wind from the ventilation ducts.

It wasn’t until Touji unconsciously began to nod slightly that Kabuto asked, “Speaking of which, what kind of monster is this so-called White Zetsu, that senior is so worried about his body continuing to turn into White Zetsu?”

“White Zetsu are creatures that look somewhat like humans, but aren’t human. They have distinct plant characteristics and possess the ability to use Wood Release ninjutsu, but their intelligence is inferior to humans. Moreover, they might have originally been human, but after transforming into White Zetsu, they lose all their memories and human way of thinking, becoming biological puppets.” As Touji spoke, he thought of the humans consumed by the God Tree in the original story. “If the White Zetsu transformation reaches a certain extent, and even one’s will is erased, then it’s complete annihilation. The soul might not even be able to hide in the Pure Land, right?”

Kabuto’s eyes grew strange upon hearing Touji’s description.

“Actually, I’ve gotten worse these past few days.” Touji frankly pulled back a small section of his mud-flow clothing, revealing the pure white skin beneath, as if the muscles within the skin were also pure white. “It seems I must make a decision; at least I need to preserve my soul first.”

As he said this, Touji suddenly found it amusing—if he hadn’t solved the Orochimaru transformation problem before, then would his soul ultimately transform into Orochimaru or White Zetsu?

Kabuto saw the slight curl of Touji’s lips and thought Touji had come up with a good idea. “Senior, is this…?”

“Ah, nothing, I was just thinking that I might really have to follow Orochimaru’s suggestion for a temporary solution.” Although Touji felt that traveling back in time to acquire pure genes was a feasible method, he didn’t forget that if he did nothing, he might not live long enough to wait for that.

No one could say when the next White Zetsu transformation would occur or how many more times he could endure before it was all over…

So for Touji, the choice was between using Kimimaro’s cells or those of a few other individuals.

Subsequently, Touji informed Kabuto of Orochimaru’s two plans. After listening, Kabuto also agreed that using Guren, Karin, and Jugo’s cells for initial fusion was the safest approach.

Since even Kabuto recommended it, Touji no longer hesitated and rushed to Orochimaru’s secret room that very night.

When he arrived at Orochimaru’s lab, Orochimaru happened to be sitting in a chair, facing the entrance, as if he had anticipated Touji’s second visit before dawn: “Have you made up your mind?”

Touji nodded: “I’ve decided. I choose to fuse with the cells of Karin, Jugo, and Guren. How long do you need to prepare?”

Orochimaru straightened up, his long, slender tongue licking his lips, making his “sincere” smile appear eerie: “Three days. I want to complete the first fusion of those three individuals’ cells with your current cells outside the body. The second step will be to inject them into your body, which is safer than performing three separate operations. Rest assured, I will ensure your body does not produce a rejection reaction.”

“Then I’ll leave it to you,” Touji nodded, preparing to leave.

“Wait.” Orochimaru suddenly leaned closer, “Are you really only using the genes of those three? Not considering… Uzumaki Naruto or Uchiha Sasuke?”