Traveling through Naruto: I am the strongest rotten person!

"What did you say?"

Qianjiang seemed not to have heard clearly, and his expression was somewhat astonished. He stared blankly at Kagura's smiling face. There was no fear on this woman's face, her eyes were crooked, and her smile was quite sweet.

"Give me something to eat." Kagura said again.

Qianjiang was silent, his brain was running rapidly, wondering if Kagura was playing some trick, and even Renhua and Yahi had puzzled looks on their faces.

None of the previous experimental subjects cried for father and mother when they first arrived here, and Kagura was the exception. Apart from being a little panicked when he first woke up, he was quite calm afterwards.

Not only did she not show any fear, but now, facing Master Qianjiang who was smiling like a tiger, she actually said that she wanted to eat.

Is there really nothing wrong with her mind?

"Hey, do you know where this place is?" Lianhua reminded her angrily.

Kagura nodded, "I know, didn't you say that I was an experimental subject before? Then this should be a certain stronghold."

Lianhua was speechless. Now that she knew, why weren't she afraid?

Kagura stretched, her body was a little stiff after being dead for two hours.

One of Kagura's greatest strengths is that she is very open-minded. From the initial fear to the panic in the middle and then to the calmness in the end, it only takes a few minutes.

The moment she knew that she was an experimental subject captured by the other party, it became clear what she was about to face. It would most likely be inhuman torture, both mentally and physically.

Under the premise that you know that you cannot escape, instead of spending every minute in worry and fear, it is better to calm down and be comfortable every second. After all, there will be no comfortable life in the near future.

"Aren't your experimental subjects fed?" she asked Qian Jiang.

Qianjiang was stunned for a long time, coughing to cover up his gaffe, and said with a raised eyebrow: "For food..."

"Then give me something to eat quickly. I haven't eaten since afternoon. I only ate a bunch of dumplings in such a long time. I'm starving to death."

The three faces were speechless.

They felt that something was not right, but they also felt that nothing was wrong. This feeling was really strange and inexplicable.

Qianjiang told Lianhua, "Go get some delicious food."

Yatang said with mockery, "Master Qianjiang is really kind, delicious food, which experimental subject has such treatment, don't you think that's right, sister?"

Lianhua ignored him and turned around to leave. Qianjiang pulled Kagura up from the ground with a smile on her face.

Thanks to her death, the injury on her calf had healed. She could move without feeling any pain.

Soon, Lianhua came back, and the so-called delicious food was just two rice balls wrapped in seaweed.

No matter how many times Kagura ate the salty rice balls, she still found them terribly unpalatable. One of the rice balls was wrapped in salty seaweed and the other was wrapped in prunes. She was indeed very hungry, but she still found it unpalatable.

If this is considered delicious food, then it is what they eat on a daily basis.

But as a "prisoner" it would be nice to have a decent meal, so why should she be here to pick and choose?

Qianjie learned from Renhua that Kagura could not use attribute ninjutsu, and once again relaxed his vigilance towards her.

Kagura held the rice ball and wandered freely in this large laboratory. She knew that Yahi had been monitoring her, but she ignored him, as if she didn't see him.

These instruments can be said to be very complete, with various functions. Although many Kagura cannot be named, their functions are obviously used to analyze cells extracted from experimental subjects. They are similar to those in Orochimaru's stronghold in the later period. There is not much difference between them. If we have to say they are different, they are probably not as advanced as Orochimaru's.

"Have you seen enough?"

When Kagura walked around to Lianhua, Lianhua glared at her angrily. She seemed to be particularly dissatisfied with Kagura. She looked at Kagura like she was looking at a puddle of mud that couldn't hold up the wall. Dislike only makes me more disgusted.

"Is this my hair?" After eating the last bite of the rice ball, Kagura pointed to the test tube on the shelf, which contained half a tube of purple-red liquid with a few black hairs in the liquid.

"..."

Lianhua didn't say anything, so there was a high probability that he had guessed correctly.

“What do you get from hair?”

Lianhua still didn't speak.

At this time, Qian Jiang came over and reminded her in a gentle voice: "Master Kagura, can you let me draw your blood now?"

Kagura went to see him and saw a man with a gentle smile. If she saw a handsome man with such a smile while walking on the street, Kagura would definitely think that he was a good person, and she might even use her imagination to arrange some inappropriate plot for him.

But now, in such an environment, this smiling face looks weird.

"Why are you always smiling like this?" Kagura heard herself ask this question without any clue.

Qianjiang was also startled for a moment, and after a few seconds, he resumed his smile. He said softly: "Seeing such a smiling face should reduce some of the fear..."

Should I praise him for being considerate?

Haha, nonsense.

Qianjiang had already taken off his dark green cloak and was wearing a pair of moonlight silver clothes. Under the light, the fabric of the clothes shone with his inadvertent movements, like the scales of a carp.

Kagura thought for two seconds, and finally nodded and answered his original question.

"Okay, let's smoke."

The so-called blood draw is not just about taking out a tube. Kagura looked at the three empty bags in front of him, each of which could hold almost 500CC.

"Are you planning to drain my blood?"

Qianjiang smiled and shook his head, but his hand was steady and ruthless, inserting the needle into the blood vessel on his arm without hesitation.

"Kagura-sama really loves to joke, what good will it do me if you die?"

"..."

"Ah, by the way, you won't die, otherwise why would I bring you here?"

He had to draw more blood. Qianjiang had calculated that if he drew three bags, Kagura would be in a coma but not die. Moreover, he was not worried about her death at all, as she would be able to survive anyway.

He was planning for Kagura to be exposed. After all, the one who was kidnapped was the wife of a village shadow. It was impossible for Konoha to give up after searching for a few days without finding it. Moreover, according to his observation that day, Senju Tobirama and Kami Le's relationship is very good. With such a good relationship, it is even more impossible to give up tracking for no reason. The barrier cannot be maintained forever, so it will be a matter of time to find this place sooner or later.

Before that, he had to get everything he wanted from her, as much as he could get.

As the blood drained away bit by bit, Kagura gradually felt dizzy, and became increasingly dizzy, and her eyesight began to decline. She felt like the world was spinning even though she was sitting in her seat without moving.

"Give me water..."

No one paid her any attention.

"I want to drink water..."

Still no one paid her any attention.

After three packs of blood were drawn, Kagura finally fell into a coma.

"How can I give you water?"

Qianjiang sighed, carried the pale-faced Kagura to the movable bed, turned around and asked Renhua to take a blood type test. When he learned that Kagura's blood type was very ordinary, he finally felt relieved.

"Yahi can fuse the extracted blood to the terminally ill experimental subject waiting next door."

Yatang looked at the three blood bags with undisguised excitement and covetousness in his eyes. His hand touched the blood bag that seemed to be a little warm, and the next second his thin and skinny wrist was grabbed by Qianjiang.

"Yaton," Qianjiang smiled, his smile as gentle as the sunshine in April, and a pair of deep eyes stared at his face, "These are for those experimental subjects, do you remember what I said?"

"..."

Feeling the hand on her wrist gradually tightening its grip, Qianjiang was still smiling, like a thousand-year-old fox, hiding evil intentions with a smile.

"Ah," Yatang nodded and laughed, with a childish voice.

After leaving the door of the laboratory, Yatang, who had always been smiling, suddenly changed his face, showing ferocious hatred. He walked heavily towards the next door laboratory, where three half-dead experimental subjects were staggering.

Yatō looked at the three people on the verge of death with disgust. He knew that soon they would moan in pain, then twitch, and finally become motionless and stiff.

There are countless such experimental subjects who died after the experiment. Looking at them is like looking at their former selves.

I used to be one of these terminally ill people, enduring Qianjiang's fusion of all kinds of strange blood, cell tissue, and those weird things I didn't know what they were.

Of the hundreds of people, only one survived, Yaton. He transformed from an adult man into a scrawny teenager.

He would never forget Qianjiang's excitement when he saw him waking up. His deep gray eyes were shining with indescribable brilliance, and he was extremely happy and extremely crazy.

He said over and over again, "This method is feasible. Although it is not perfect, it can be done. This is not just a dream. You are the proof!"

Since then, Mizuo has been living in this dark stronghold with a different look. He is alive but not completely alive. Even if he is dead, he still has the physiological needs of a normal person, such as eating, drinking and urinating.

Use ninjutsu to fuse the blood extracted from Kagura's blood vessels into the bodies of these three experimental subjects. They have different physiques and different symptoms. Three of them are more valuable than one.

"Lord Yatori..."

His trouser leg was caught by one of the experimental subjects. He looked in pain, and there was no desire for life in his cloudy eyes. He murmured, "Kill me, please."

Yatang looked at his face with a smile. After a few seconds, his eyes became cold and he kicked him back.