Breakthrough is only a matter of minutes.

After a while, Basheng restrained his surging chakra and was about to stand up with his arms propped up.

"Oh, shit~"

The two leaps of the soul were strengthened, and the blade felt a brief feeling of mutual repulsion between body and soul.

Just as he was about to stand up, his hands and feet tripped over each other uncoordinatedly, his body tilted, and he fell down.

The direction it fell was clearly the direction where he placed the pile of "Small Gifts from the World".

He knocked his face down hard, as if his forehead was hitting a hard polyhedral crystal.

But given Basheng's strong physique, he didn't feel any pain.

After a few minutes of body and soul adapting to each other, Basheng stood up with his body propped up.

“It turns out there are benefits to being thick-skinned.”

Touching his forehead, Basheng laughed to himself.

But the next moment, he stopped laughing immediately.

In the center of his forehead, there was a cold, crystal-like protrusion the size of an apricot, stuck there like a small horn.

With a slight touch of his hand, the crystal that seemed to be embedded in the forehead retracted directly into the forehead, and there was no trace left!

"No way!"

As if he thought of something, Basheng immediately began to check the gifts and props on the ground.

One, two, three...six, seven!

Only seven left!

The most dangerous "Beng Yu" is missing!

Although he knew that Bengyu had independent consciousness and could even recognize his own master, Basheng didn't know that its ways were so wild.

Just bumping into Bengyu, she actually blackmailed him.

"You won't turn into a monster, right?"

"No! No! You can't think like that. If you keep thinking like that, you might become a human being!"

"Bajie, Bajie, has a good heart; Bajie, Bajie, is cute and silly..."

The human mind is the most rebellious. The more you want to control, the more out of control you become.

Strange melodies and all kinds of ugly monsters flashed through Basheng's mind like a revolving lantern, making him wish he could give himself a slap on the back of his head and fall into a baby-like sleep.

Finally, after countless experiments with the Flying Thunder God, Basheng exhausted his chakra and fell asleep in the wilderness of the back mountain.

the next day.

"Brother Basheng, if you ask me, young people should still exercise restraint."

"Look at the dark circles under your eyes. You must have been very tired last night."

In the middle of the day, Basao dragged his tired body and mind. As soon as he got home, he saw Naoki lying on the sofa in the living room, and was mercilessly ridiculed by him.

"If you have something to say, hurry up and let your fart go!"

With a full stomach, Basheng still wanted to continue sleeping, but he really didn't have the energy to engage in wrangling with this guy.

"I don't have anything else to do, I just want Brother Basheng to give me a review."

"Brother Basuki, you see you are no longer in school. Kushina and Nonou have also graduated early. Even Minato is traveling with Jiraiya."

"The semester is about to start. I told my sister that I wanted to graduate early, but she refused."

"How could she do this! How can I become Hokage when I am always being controlled by her like this!"

Naoki complained aggrievedly about Tsunade's iron-fisted education, looking angrily wanting to resist the revolution.

But Basheng picked his nostrils, going in with his left ear and out with his right ear.

If you still want to graduate early, Shengshu, you probably don’t know how you will die.

To tell the truth, I really wanted to lock him in the basement until the end of World War II, which would give him peace of mind.

"Naoki, you see you are no match for Minato and Kushina in battle, and you don't have Nonou's ability as a medical ninja. Why do you graduate early?"

"Besides, graduating early is something that the Hokage has to consider. It's useless for you to ask me. You can find him if you can!"

Impatiently, I wanted to send this guy away and get some sleep as soon as possible, because Basheng had to start research on the transformation of the phone bug.

"I don't care! I'm just not strong enough! Brother Basheng, you have to help me! Otherwise I won't leave!"

Sticking to the sofa like a mangy candy, Shengshu said that he would never be easily fooled again!

The breathing technique that Naoki got from Basao before was not practiced well.

The main reason is that Breath of Insects prefers swordsmanship. Shengshu doesn't like swords, so he doesn't have the patience to study it in depth.

"Get stronger, right? Come with me!"

Having a beautiful elder sister is Rooshu’s greatest privilege.

It just so happened that the lottery happened yesterday, and Basao had a good thing in his hand, which might have miraculous effects on the rope tree.

"Come, sit down."

In the open space outside the house, Basheng pointed to a piece of grass and asked the rope tree to sit over it.

After Naoshu sat cross-legged, Basheng took out a blue glass syringe potion.

Super Soldier Serum has a genetic potion that can enhance a person's physical strength to the limit.

Its hidden properties also have auxiliary functions such as stimulating human potential and improving brain development and utilization.

Basio wanted to try it on Naoki to see if it was possible to stimulate the immortal body in him and recreate a bit of Senju Hashirama's style.

Under the uneasy look in Naoki's eyes, Basheng shot out his hand like lightning and quickly pierced the glass syringe into his chest, and the blue super soldier serum was instantly injected into Naoki's body.

"how do you feel?"

Holding the horse charm, Basheng paid attention to every move of the rope tree.

If anything goes wrong, use the Horse Talisman's ability to "remove the influence of external forces" to ensure that the rope tree is not in danger.

But after waiting for nearly half an hour, Rooshu showed no abnormal reaction except for shivering midway.

Besides the improvement of his physique, Naoshu did feel that he was a little stronger and his body was a little lighter, but he did not see any obvious muscles on his body.

Could it be that ninjas are born with a higher starting point and the effect of the super soldier serum is very limited?

For props that are gifts, the system will not handle them.

You probably have to take slices from Orochimaru to understand this genetic thing.

A prop was lost in vain. No matter how much trouble Naoshu made, Basheng wouldn't buy it.

He channeled Spider Zi who was working, tied it into a rice dumpling with a rope tree, and hung it on a tree outside the research institute.

Just wait for Tsunade to finish her class in the medical training department and let this kid carry her away.

During the quarrel, they only focused on the improvement of their physiques. Neither Basuki nor Naoki noticed that the needle hole stuck in Naoki's chest had returned to its original state in just a few minutes...

A month later.

Poruporu~ Poruporu~

During the extended training of Flying Thunder God, a sound like a drowned toad came from the ninja tool bag behind the waist.

He reached out and took it out, and a palm-sized blue-black communication phone bug was held in his hand.

After the call was connected, the phone bug's face changed drastically, with a pair of flirtatious eyes and a confident and noble smile on his lips.

Looking at Basheng, he licked his tongue greedily, looking extremely charming and enchanting.

It was as if the queen-like woman was right in front of her.

"Master, long time no see. I wonder how much Master has grown?"

The charming and soft words came from the phone bug, and combined with its profound expression, Basheng's little heart couldn't help but skip a beat.

"Long time no see, Elise."

Looking at the familiar yet awkward face, Basheng's smile looked a little stiff.

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