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Although he was not in direct contact with Hashirama's cells, the aura full of vitality was so tempting.

The bright red blood was like a primer, being swallowed up and rendered by Hashirama's cells. It gradually became paler along the wound, and little green buds gradually appeared.

The cells' terrifying phagocytic ability has begun to unfold, constantly replacing cells in the blood.

Previous conclusions and experiments have also proved that Hashirama's cells do not actually have the ability to phagocytose. It is a different kind of nourishment, but it is more overbearing. The cells in the body cannot withstand the force and eventually break.

Then it was completely wrapped on the surface of the pillar cells, replacing the original position, and a little white substance appeared.

The overbearing vitality is constantly colliding in Orochimaru's arms. It is not like the cracked bark of a tree, but the power that is obviously full of vitality is like copper drinking poison to quench thirst.

"Is that so?"

Orochimaru looked at the scene in front of him and thought for a moment, compared the directions of previous experiments in his memory, and shook his head slightly to deny this conclusion.

"Just a few seconds have passed and the situation has begun to deteriorate. The cells are constantly swallowing and resisting."

Orochimaru has also secretly undergone several experiments on his own, but most of them are applied to animals and accurate results cannot be obtained. This time, he is one of the few who used his own body as a container.

In any case, each experiment is the result of countless failures, and it is not that there are no shortcuts in theoretical courses.

Who wouldn't know how to make a long and unreasonable statement? Of course, it is easy to fool people if you continue to talk like this. After all, the theory is indeed correct.

Because of the current situation and strength, Orochimaru is not prone to doing excessive things. In addition, at the beginning of the war, things in the village have become more rigorous than before.

Normally, the disappearance of two people would not cause any changes, but if it were taken now, people would easily suspect whether a spy or assassination had entered Konoha.

Just as Orochimaru originally thought, this time it ended in failure, but he didn't have high hopes and just gave it a try.

After all, it is acceptable to suffer the consequences of such a mistake on the container.

If we continue in this experimental direction, it will not happen overnight. Many resources cannot survive independently. In the end, it is still too weak.

original sin.

So he can only choose other ways, and Orochimaru won't care about what he paid.

Quietly, there was a strong tingling sensation in my arm, but it was instantly numbed, as if I had lost something, the control of my limbs

"Has it started to get worse? It turned out to be so fast this time. I really didn't expect it."

What was originally a regrettable fact was said so plainly in Orochimaru's mouth, as if it had nothing to do with him. Lost things are never regrettable.

The pale finger on the operating table had begun to unfold a green sprout, which did not start from the wound area, although he didn't know what the reason was.

That touch of green is constantly rendering, and the tender green buds are also accompanied by the branches that can gradually grow out, constantly unfolding, at a speed that can be seen by the naked eye.

"The existence of these things is really terrifying. Is the origin of the wooden shield really just Senju Hashirama?"

Orochimaru thought for a moment. There was no way to trace this kind of thing, but he could also ask Hashirama himself after being reincarnated in the earth.

As long as you have that power.

All history books no longer record what happened during the Warring States Period, as if someone had deliberately erased their existence.

The sky you are exposed to when you are born is the world of chakra, and the existence of samurai and other beings seems to have been deliberately faded.

Although I don’t know who did this and why, as existences like Senju Hashirama have never been mentioned, there seems to be no need to think so much now.

Orochimaru looked at his arm in amazement, so what if he failed, it was just an expected result.

Even though he couldn't resist the original interference of Hashirama's cells, he was still as domineering as ever, which was in sharp contrast to Senju Hashirama's own character.

Could the legendary God of Ninja, Senju Hashirama, really be so gentle, with so much gravity on his body?

Orochimaru held the kunai in his hand and cut down the branch that had just grown.

It didn't receive much resistance, it only used some breath, and there was no contact, so the change was naturally not that powerful.

"This proof of existence is really amazing and incredible."

The cut tree buds instantly began to grow along the seamless floor. Although it was not the first time Orochimaru saw this scene, he still couldn't help but marvel.

What would happen if we completely controlled this power and completely replaced the cells in our body?

However, even if he is close to the peak, it is just the height of the Hokage Senju Hashirama. It has been completely restricted, but there is no way to know where his original height is.

What exists now are just intact cells, cells that have been completely planned by others.

The cells in the body are suddenly rioting and restless. The tranquility during the eruption of the volcano is constantly exaggerated by a wave of chakra. The chakra energy in the body is huge and chaotic.

Under the perception, the white and red cells in the arm are constantly intertwined. There is no doubt that this is resistance.

And the winner has been decided as early as the beginning.

"Is my body still unable to bear it after adapting for so long last year? So is the success a coincidence, or is the strength of the subject not strong enough?"

Orochimaru fell into thinking, maybe it was both.

I am still too weak now, even if the chakra in my body is constantly being suppressed, I might as well let it spread.

At this moment, if it were an ordinary person, it would have turned into nutrients, just like those ninjas buried by trees.