Hiding in the sand, splitting into many places, starting with Arkham

Moreover, Shimizu noticed that Sasori's practical combat experience was very poor.

If any attacks affected him, the young boy seemed somewhat flustered.

So Shimizu changed the focus of the battle.

"Black Secret Technique: Serpent Fang."

Two cone-shaped fangs, polished to be sharper and more regular, shot out of Tom's mouth, emitting a whistling sound as they attacked Sasori's head.

Shimizu wasn't worried about hurting Elder Chiyo's precious grandson, after all, there were two Jonin watching nearby.

But Sasori, lacking much practical combat experience, seemed a bit constrained at this moment, quickly dodging the poisonous snake fangs, causing his control over the puppet to falter.

Good opportunity!

Shimizu seized the opportunity, manipulating Tom to shake off the entanglement of the termites and rush towards Sasori.

Tom's performance was superior to the termites, and the prototype was based on the lynx, a flexible feline, so the finished product was positioned as an agile puppet, with a speed far exceeding the termites.

Previously, Sasori could still entangle him with his excellent puppet manipulation skills, but now that he was caught off guard, he broke free from the termites almost instantly, rushing to Sasori's front like an arrow released from a bow, pouncing on him.

"Ugh!"

"You've already lost, Sasori."

Shimizu slightly raised his hand, controlling Tom to reveal the last mechanism.

Tom's mouth remained open, the inside clicking, and finally a mechanism extended.

A wooden cylinder.

"Inside is placed a venom sac from a poisonous snake. Through my design, when opened, it can spray all the venom at once when the enemy is close. The venom's toxicity not only burns the skin, but also anesthetizes the nerves and disrupts chakra."

Sasori lowered his eyes.

"I lost. Your puppet... is very good."

Sasori paused for two seconds, then added.

"Better than mine."

Sajo Suna and Ishito exchanged glances, tacitly stepping forward, one separating Sasori and Tom, and the other pulling Shimizu away.

"Although I knew you had a strong puppet manufacturing ability, I didn't expect you to be this good."

Ishito put his arm around Shimizu's shoulder, praising him.

"Is the little boy Senior Ishito's puppet?"

"No, the original owner of this puppet was in the same squad as me in the puppet unit, but he died in battle two months ago. However, this puppet was left behind, and the village bought it from the original owner's family, and finally it was assigned to you for maintenance."

Ishito explained simply.

"I see."

Shimizu nodded understandingly.

"Ahem, with your and Sasori's performance, entering the puppet unit is definitely no problem, so... do you want to come to the Sixth Squad? As long as you come, this little boy puppet will be yours."

Ishito winked at Shimizu, tempting him.

"Sixth Squad? Is there any difference from the other squads?"

Shimizu asked curiously.

"Strictly speaking, there is no difference between the six squads of the puppet unit, they are all at the same level, but in reality, each squad has a certain difference in focus."

Ishito pulled Shimizu to sit on a stone and began to explain in detail.

"The puppet unit is fully staffed at 150 people, with 25 people in each squad. These 25 people are divided into five teams. The members of the First and Second Squad have stronger average combat power, and the number of Jonin and Special Jonin is also the largest. There are even teams composed entirely of ninjas above the Special Jonin level, who follow Elder Chiyo to perform the most dangerous tasks on weekdays."

"The Third, Fourth, and Fifth Squads also have excellent average combat power. Although they are not as good as the First and Second Squads in terms of high-end combat power, they often undertake important offensive tasks on the battlefield. Ninjas can be killed by explosive tag traps, but puppets cannot."

Sounds very dangerous.

"Then the Sixth Squad..."

"The Sixth Squad sometimes performs these tasks, but that is generally when there are not enough people. Most of the time, the Sixth Squad is responsible for the puppet unit's puppet maintenance, manufacturing, and research tasks, which is the most suitable place for you."

Shimizu was a little tempted by what he heard.

"Can I inquire about some information before deciding?"

"Of course! You will choose the Sixth Squad, where you can get more."

Ishito winked at Shimizu and took back the sealing scroll.

"I'll keep it safe for you for a while."

…

…

DC World.

Arkham Asylum.

The cold blue light shone on the glass, the silent and closed scene, making people feel a burst of depression.

"Oh, let me see, not bad, tonight's dinner actually has half a German sausage, oh, there's even bacon hidden under this stewed mush, it's really a feast."

In the next room, Black Mask finished speaking in a mocking tone, devouring the food in his bowl.

It was said to be a feast, but in fact there was only a little bit of food, and not much of it.

If there was too much, these prisoners would have the energy to escape.

Devouring was not entirely because he was hungry, nor because it was delicious, but because it was so unpalatable that he didn't want to eat it, so he could only swallow it quickly before his tongue had time to react, and finish eating as soon as possible.

In stark contrast to Black Mask, Shimizu endured the terrible taste, chewing and swallowing the food slowly.

This was for better digestion and better absorption of nutrients.

He had to extract chakra, and he had to absorb every bit of nutrition as much as possible and turn it into energy.

"Pui!"

Black Mask spat into the empty bowl, then placed it in the wall cabinet next to the glass door.

In an hour, someone would take the tableware from the other side of the wall cabinet and send it for cleaning.

Not long after, Shimizu finished eating and did the same.

"Damn it, when will this day end! That spandex-wearing bat freak should try this too, don't you think, Puppeteer?"

Black Mask cursed in a venting manner, shouting at the next room.

"Whatever, just don't eat bat sashimi when you get out, so you don't get poisoned."

Shimizu answered Black Mask's words casually, hiding one hand behind the camera, fiddling with a small thing.

A super-small puppet, only a little over two centimeters in size, made from Shimizu's own tooth as the main body, plus body parts such as fingernails and hair.