Naruto: The Original God Player of Konoha Village

Looking at the sapling on the little white mouse, Aoki thought for a while, stretched out his hand and broke off a small branch from it.

When I took it in my hand and looked at it carefully, I suddenly became even more shocked and couldn't help but mutter to myself: "It's actually a real branch..."

Damn it, animal cells turned into plant cells?

Is it so outrageous?

Where is the cell wall?Where are the chloroplasts?Where are the vacuoles?

No wonder only a few of the participants in the original cell fusion experiment in the original work survived.

This can no longer be said to be cell rejection, this is cross-species!

But then again, can Senju Hashirama really be called a human being? Could he be from a sacred tree... Hey, wait a minute?

'I seem to be of the same race as him who inherited the blood of the Six Paths...'

After Aoki was stunned for a few seconds, he boasted angrily in his heart: He is worthy of being the god of the ninja world, worthy of being the person who inherited the perfect immortal body!

"Haha, you can actually create plants of this level just from cells."

Orochimaru's expression was very rare and moved, and he also sighed with emotion: "The first Hokage is really unfathomable."

but……

Aoki and Orochimaru looked at each other, and both saw a burst of fire in each other's eyes.

The more exaggerated the effects that the first-generation cells can produce, the more it proves their research value?

The first-generation cells are essentially no different from ordinary people, but in fact the life levels of both parties are no longer the same.

Maybe there is a secret that can lead to eternal life hidden in it.

Without any urgency, Orochimaru and Aoki plunged into the research of first-generation cells.

……

Konoha 37 years, March.

About fifty miles west of Konoha Village, there is a dense forest.

The hot breath of October seems to have completely disappeared under the cover of the green forest. Dots of tree shadows are scattered on the ground, highlighting nature.

There was no one around, and the air was filled with the faint fishy smell of earth after rain and the fresh fragrance of fallen leaves. From time to time, you could hear the sweet chirping of birds.

The trees didn't know that on the right side of an ordinary uphill slope in the forest, there was an entrance hidden by the sealing technique.

whoosh-

The breeze blew the leaves covering the sky, making a "rustling" sound, and a figure suddenly appeared in front of the hidden entrance, with his hands forming a seal.

Rumble.

The ground automatically sank, revealing a hole.

When he walked in, the ground automatically rejoined itself, and the dark black sealing technique crawled to the right position like a snake, and eventually became transparent.

Orochimaru dragged a middle-aged man by his hand and walked steadily on the steps, leading to the ground step by step.

Below the steps is another step, and there is a deep darkness in the depths. Only the lamps hanging on the walls on both sides of the lower half emit some faint light.

At the end of the steps, there was a locked heavy iron door. When Orochimaru opened it, the light dispelled the darkness again, and a fully equipped laboratory suddenly appeared in front of him.

The entire laboratory probably only has less than [-] square meters of space, but the experimental equipment inside is very complete, and there are even several large culture chambers leaning against the surrounding walls.

On the experimental table, there is a dazzling array of various experimental equipment, no matter how big or small. In addition, there are also various bottles and jars on it. The large and small jars contain strange-shaped cell clusters.

The most notable thing is the operating table stored in the center of the laboratory, surrounded by various precision instruments.

Orochimaru put on a white lab coat and white gloves, threw the middle-aged man he had just dragged onto the operating table, and shouted to a short distance away: "Aoki."

"I'm coming."

Aoki, who was neatly dressed, stood up in the southeast corner, casually buckled the culture box under his feet, and came to Orochimaru's side.

"Don't have a psychological burden."

Orochimaru enlightened him: "This is the experimental material provided by the root. It is a spy sent by the Kingdom of Thunder. He deserves to die."

While sorting out the experimental instruments needed for the surgery, Aoki replied casually: "Don't worry, Mr. Orochimaru, this is not the first time."

More than half a year has passed since Orochimaru and the others first came into contact with the first-generation cells.

During the past six months, Orochimaru "secretly" cooperated with Danzo in accordance with the instructions of the Third Hokage. With the support of the roots, he not only obtained the first-generation cells for free, but also obtained the funds and experimental materials to build a secret laboratory.

They are all spies of the enemy country and death row prisoners. Even if they are discovered by the village, there will be no problem as long as they are not exposed to the public.

After all, this is to better gain Danzo's trust, not to mention, Orochimaru can have instructions from the Hokage.

"Preparations are complete, you can start."

Aoki nodded solemnly to Orochimaru, stood in front of the operating table, and took off the middle-aged man's shirt.

Orochimaru took out a slender test tube filled with green solution and handed it to Aoki.

After Aoki took it, blue chakra glowed on his hand, and he used the chakra scalpel to cleanly cut off the middle-aged man's right hand skin tissue without causing a drop of blood to flow out.

Afterwards, Aoki pulled the microscope over and injected the green liquid carrying the primary cells in the test tube into the wound through the microscope, and then used the palm sage technique to quickly heal the wound.

One second, two seconds...wait.

As time passed, the wound on the middle-aged man's right hand began to turn pale, and then spread to the entire right hand.

Aoki's face also became serious, and he quickly stretched out his hands and used medical ninjutsu for treatment.

The middle-aged man's right hand kept repeating the process of bulging-drying-bulging, and Aoki was sweating profusely, as if he was trying to suppress something.

"No, cut it off!"

brush--

Orochimaru, who had been preparing for a long time, used a scalpel to cleanly cut off the middle-aged man's right hand from the wrist, and blood immediately spurted out.

Aoki held it with one hand, and several wooden strips appeared out of thin air, wrapping his right hand that had not had time to expand and explode. He used the other hand to stop the bleeding of the experimental material in an emergency.

With a dull "bang" sound, Aoki scattered the branches he had made, and the grass and trees in the middle were like hairballs.

This is the right hand that was amputated by Orochimaru before.

After picking and choosing inside for a long time, Aoki finally asked Aoki to use tweezers to pick out a few "pieces" of minced meat, and put them under a microscope for careful observation.

"How about it." Orochimaru couldn't help but have a hint of anxiety in his tone.

"Um……"

Aoki frowned and summarized the results he saw: "The cells have basically completed the fusion. Although there is some rejection, it is still within the acceptable range.

The main reason for the failure is the terrible activity of the first-generation cells, which will automatically absorb the vitality of other surrounding cells and eventually grow into trees. "

Aoki picked up the blank test tube, handed it to Orochimaru, and said sincerely: "I'll leave it to you, teacher, to solve the problem of how to further suppress the activity of the first-generation cells."

Orochimaru did not show any obvious disappointment at this result. After glancing at the unconscious middle-aged man lying on the operating table, Orochimaru smiled at Aoki:

"You go and rest first. I will prepare another reagent and continue with the next set of experiments later."

Aoki was recording and analyzing experimental data. He couldn't help but be stunned when he heard these words, then nodded and smiled: "Okay!"