Konoha's strongest substitute user

A whole day's work.

The man who made himself miserable has been talking about cooperation with the monk named Wei Mi, and has no intention of mentioning himself at all.

Just like squeezing an ant to death, these superior ninjas have always been like this. They don't take the lives of ordinary people seriously. Even if they become what they call a substitute messenger, their "death" will not cause any waves.

Tanaka's teeth itched with hatred.

He thinks very highly of himself, especially after defeating some ninjas or ronin who covet money, Tanaka feels that he is already extraordinary and a big shot different from ordinary people. But the reality is so cruel, he can still only hide in the dark and be an ant hoping not to be discovered.

In fact, he still has one final trump card.

When he escaped from Orochimaru's research institute, he still had the "ring" he used with him. The wooden skewers used for fastening and the hard and black rice balls have long been removed. The fingers that have shrunk due to lack of blood supply have been treated with antiseptics, so they do not emit the disgusting stench of protein deterioration. It smells bad, but the mouse bite marks on it can still be clearly seen. Now the material connecting the fingertips and the base of the fingers has been replaced with gold.

This was originally just for commemoration. Tanaka never thought that one day he would encounter a situation where he only had this ring in his hand.

He thought more than once about whether to put the second lady in and kill her. Maybe these ninjas wouldn't be able to find him who was hiding with kunai.

But Tanaka was timid.

Life after escaping from Orochimaru was simply wonderful. If he hadn't gotten a little greedy this time and set his sights on the ninjas of Konoha, he would still be living like a god. There is still a chance. As long as these Konoha ninjas fall asleep and relax their vigilance, he can run through the floor or wall with his fingers, escape silently, and continue his luxurious life.

Although one leg has been completely destroyed, fortunately, when you are in this strange space, you can move without relying on your legs. Tanaka just kept following Konoha's team, listening to the conversations of this group of people along the way to relieve his boredom. He also took some time to occasionally fight between gods and humans, convincing himself not to think about causing trouble, and to focus on escaping for his life, and to be a good person with peace of mind. fish.

Can't rest, can't sleep.

There was only one chance, and if he missed it, he would have to wait another day with hunger. He didn't drink water or eat for two days and one night. If another accident happened, he might have to choose between starving to death or being beaten to death.

The place to rest tonight is the City of Fire. There is no need to specially arrange for people to take turns to stay awake and vigil. This gives Tanaka an excellent opportunity to escape.

After waiting until everyone fell asleep, Tanaka opened the door, which was specially opened under the bed.

Just crawl out of the door and run your fingers across the floor. Hotels with this kind of accommodation all have the same room layout. If you go from the bottom of the bed to the room on the floor below, you will fall directly onto the bed. Regardless of whether there is anyone on the bed, it will be a soft landing.

The plan was so successful that even the bed in the room on the lower floor was unoccupied.

Tanaka's legs were still broken, and his knees were in terrible shape. He couldn't even scream after the fall, and Tanaka almost breathed away without pain.

This hatred is so great that even if you spend money to hire the best doctor or even a medical ninja to treat it, you will probably end up with a lifelong problem.

Although he didn't have the guts to take revenge, Tanaka still muttered and cursed in his mouth: "Asshole! Wait until I become more powerful, sooner or later I will have to pay the price! Kujo Tosei, you piece of shit, just wait for me!"

"You have no chance."

"Who!" Tanaka was so frightened that his hair stood on end.

There was no one on the bed in the room, so I thought it was an empty room. He was originally in a desperate state, but suddenly someone other than himself spoke, which made Tanaka's mood change from nervous to frightening.

A slender finger poked the switch, and the dark room suddenly became bright.

Her long hair is as smooth as splashes of ink and is so soft that it reflects light. It’s perfect for a shampoo commercial.

What is more beautiful than the hair is the face. A beautiful face that can be rated 12 out of 10. It is so beautiful that it feels weird and dangerous, which makes people enjoy it visually and feel uncomfortable at the same time.

The girl's body is even more beautiful. The youthful vitality of a girl becomes more prominent after a certain degree of physical training, especially with the leap in material life. If her nutrition keeps up and she does not fall behind in exercise, her body will be naturally beautiful.

This is another woman who is only a few steps away from a Mary Sue in terms of her appearance: dyeing her hair rainbow colors and changing her temperament from a bitch to an icy one.

Tanaka knew this girl.

It is precisely because of the recognition that the panic does not decrease but increases.

This girl's name is Ziyue, and she is an important subordinate of Orochimaru. The research on the substitute seems to be centered around this girl.

Tanaka actually doesn't know Ziyue very well, and he doesn't even know her full name. The same is probably true for other experimental materials. But it was because of Ziyue that these experimental materials among Orochimaru's men had a nickname "Hua Fei" that was more terrifying than the experimental materials.

A large part of the worthless experimental materials become fertilizer for this girl, and she will drain them of their last bit of vitality.

Although Ziyue never personally killed any of their experimental materials, hundreds of people died because of her blood alone.

Tanaka almost subconsciously opened the door with his finger. The process of waiting to fall into the door at a free fall speed seemed too long for Tanaka's senses. He had completely forgotten that this finger would still stay in place, stay in the door. If this bed was destroyed, he would die, and fear prevented him from thinking so much.

However, Tanaka was unable to fall because Ziyue was already prepared.

"Do you think you were really unaware when you escaped from Orochimaru-sama's research base?" Ziyue seemed a little uninterested in pretending in front of such a defeated dog, but there was only a slight bit of bitch. Integrated into Ziyue's habits and unable to change: "Your ability is only useful when we have never seen it before. It helped you escape from the research base. However, a person who has never received counter-reconnaissance How can someone who has never been trained or even understood counter-reconnaissance get away from tracking? Even your little tricks were recorded by the surveillance camera."

Using the avatar to directly pull Tanaka, Ziyue waved her hand gently, and the humus layer snatched the "ring" from Tanaka's hand, and then destroyed it.

Throwing Tanaka back on the bed, Ziyue sat on the standard backrest chair in the room. The small folding fan in her hand kept knocking on the armrest of the chair, making irregular knocking sounds.

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Tanaka was so angry that he didn't dare to breathe. Although he was also a substitute user, his substitute had no entity, and there was no room for him to perform without the ring-shaped object.

"Originally Orochimaru-sama sent me to catch you." Ziyue said, removing the clay mask that seemed to have been growing on her face, revealing a face that was a little less beautiful, but more humane: "After all, my The ability makes it easier to move around outside, and he is also very good at tracking footprints, so it is easier to control you like this."

Ziyue didn't know how to describe the ugly figure in front of her for a moment, so she simply didn't find a word to define Tanaka: "But who knew you would actually have an idea for the Hyuga clan? Their supercilious looks are too troublesome, even for me. I cheated by pretending, so I can only hide far away and wait for you to ask for trouble. I originally thought that maybe you would die in their hands."

Having fallen into this situation, Tanaka is also single: "Are you happy now? I'm not dead. You can complete your mission and work for that pervert Orochimaru."

"Abnormal?" Ziyue frowned. Although she was a little girl, the aura generated by her body was so overwhelming that Tanaka almost fainted.

Suddenly, Ziyue smiled: "You are right, Lord Orochimaru is very perverted."

"Absorbing the blood of you fat men has no meaning at all to me and my substitute, but he just likes it when I do it. He seems to think that the more human blood I have, I will change and become him." I like it." Ziyue smiled. Outside the room window, in the garden at the bottom of the building, there was a small ball of soil crawling along the wall towards the room where Ziyue was: "Actually, I hate killing people, and I rarely kill people. , I feel very sad every time I hear that another person has died because of the experiment. Orochimaru-sama clearly knows that I am sad, but he still keeps telling me how far the experiment is going and how many people have died."

The more Tanaka listened, the more frightened he became.

He has changed. He is no longer the farmer or thief. He also knows the truth of some big shots.

What Ziyue said was too much for him

"Lord Orochimaru even knew a long time ago that I was lying to him. He could see that I was faking it, but he didn't know exactly what I was faking." Ziyue said something that Tanaka couldn't understand at all: "Sometimes, I I was even thinking about how much he knew I had deceived him, and whether he knew everything. Orochimaru-sama told me that the world of adults is only about interests, not right or wrong. I probably forgiven me temporarily because I was useful to him. My deception."

"Thank you, I never had the chance to talk to someone about this." Ziyue breathed a sigh of relief.

"By the way, you just asked me: Am I happy that you're not dead?" The dirt outside the window has crawled into the room. Ziyue tilted her head and watched the dirt crawl onto the bed little by little: "I'm not happy, you're not." If I die, I will have to kill myself."

Tanaka's eyes widened. He could not make a sound because the mud had prevented his vocal cords from vibrating. Soon his vision was gone because his eye sockets were filled with mud. Soon, the entire skull cavity was the same as the eye sockets.

With such a weak use of the substitute, there was almost no need to use chakra. Tanaka found a good time for his death, which was when everyone was sleeping the deepest.

Ziyue looked at the corpse that had no breath, patted the hem of her skirt and stood up: "I told you, I hate killing people the most."

The only person who successfully awakened the avatar in the experiment died, and the body will be taken outside by the humus layer, and buried deep in a place where no one can find it. The data that Lord Orochimaru can obtain from this only successful experimental subject There were so few, no living people, not even corpses, making this accidental success seem even more meaningless.

The Hyuga family was a perfect excuse, enough to be the reason why he failed to successfully track and bring the person back, and his brother's consistent fighting style was a perfect explanation for why he couldn't even bring back the body.

My brother is already strong, strong enough that even Orochimaru-sama can't do anything to him.

Now Orochimaru-sama also has a conspiracy against his brother, as well as an experiment on substitute research. When she gets the experimental information, and when Orochimaru starts the conspiracy, she will go to Konoha, Kujo Shizuki, and meet her brother. It's time. 11