Traveling through Naruto: I am the strongest rotten person!

The health of the Yunokuni Daimyo was getting worse and worse day by day. Qianjiang sat in the outer hall silently. In addition to the hard breathing of his brother in the inner hall, there was also the sound of the maid reporting to him.

The maid was afraid of waking up the daimyo who had finally fallen asleep, so she kept her voice as low as possible.

"After drinking some rice soup this morning, the daimyo coughed up blood."

Qianjiang, who was very knowledgeable about medicine, knew better than them what it meant to cough up blood. His expression was ugly. The sunlight only illuminated half of the room and fell in front of him. He was silent in the shadows.

"Master Qianjiang, you should think of some more solutions. If it is difficult to eat..."

People are like iron rice or steel. If a person doesn't eat much, he is not far away from organ failure. Once the organs have decayed, living is even more empty talk.

Qianjiang frowned. He suddenly felt a headache. He stretched out a few fingers to rub the center of his eyebrows, but the headache could not be relieved.

He stumbled to his feet and wanted to leave this cold palace.

There was no time to waste. He had to move quickly. He walked out of the outer hall and passed through the corridor. Qianjiang saw Uchiji Tsukasa. This person was dedicated to helping the daimyo handle government affairs. He was a middle-aged man in his 40s. Although he always looked humble and peaceful, But Qianjiang knew that this person was not very honest.

Qianjiang is not interested in political affairs. If I insist on saying so, he is a science and medicine weirdo. His interest is in combining things with different genes to see the changes.

Passing by, Neri Si bent down and bowed, but Qianjiang ignored him.

Neriji kept watching Qianjiang's back with a smile on his face. When his silver figure finally disappeared at the end of the corridor, the smile with unknown meaning disappeared from the corner of Neriji's mouth.

Such people...cannot pose a threat to him.

Just after returning to the stronghold, Qianjiang heard a tragic scream in a certain laboratory. He had heard this kind of scream too many times, and it could not cause him to change his mood.

On the left hand side were laboratories next to each other, and on the right hand side were cages containing experimental subjects. Every time he walked through this aisle, there would be arms constantly stretching out of the cages on the right.

Some of them cursed him, while others begged him for life or death.

Now, because he is worried that one day the barrier will no longer be able to maintain and the stronghold will be exposed, attracting Konoha's ninjas, most of the experimental subjects have been transported to other strongholds in advance, and the rest here are those who have only been alive for a few days. of.

On this day, he was in a particularly bad mood. Just when he was about to turn the corner to go to the laboratory where Kagura was kept, someone grabbed the hem of his clothes. He frowned and lowered his eyes, seeing a pair of dirty With blue and purple hands, Yu Hen grabbed the hem of his clothes with both hands, muttering something in his mouth.

"Give me some more medicine to fuse, please Master Qianjiang... They are fighting in my body..."

If it were Qianjiang in the past, at this time, he would pretend to be very good-tempered and squat down to say a few comforting words to the experimental subject, such as——

"Are you feeling uncomfortable? I'll ask Yato to inject you with a dose of painkillers later, okay?"

His smile is as warm as the spring breeze, and his tone is as soft as a feather caressing the heart. Those experimental subjects will be immersed in the false tenderness of his whim. They nod and have no choice but to believe his words.

However, when he turns around, he will completely forget what he just said. Everything he has is precious, and he will not give it to the experimental subject if he wants it.

However, today, he heard a very interesting description.

He stared at the hands with a sullen face. The bruises on his skin were caused by large-scale subcutaneous bleeding. He was not good at abuse with fists and kicks. These experimental subjects were all separated separately, with each person in a cage. There was no fighting between each other. That means these subcutaneous bleeding are not artificially caused by external effects.

That's only possible...

Qianjiang glanced at a small wooden sign hanging on the cage, which roughly wrote about his situation. It was Lianhua's handwriting, just like a ghost painting.

[No. 1722, tuberculosis, on the third day of blood fusion, three meals increased compared to the previous day. Symptoms: Is there unexplained "cell strangulation" inside the body?My spirits have improved slightly and I will continue to observe. 】

The four words "cell strangulation" caught Qian Jiang's attention. Lianhua specifically used quotation marks with a question mark. This is the symbol she particularly likes to use when facing symptoms that are uncertain and difficult to describe. Lianhua said it was cell strangulation, but What this experimental subject is talking about is that they are fighting in my body.

Both of these are very interesting descriptions.

The blood fusion done by this experimental subject came from Kagura's blood. Yahiro told him yesterday that one of the three experimental subjects has died. His death was very miserable. His whole body turned purple-black and his blood vessels were broken. .

Look at the hands of this experimental subject. Compared with the dead one with all the blood vessels broken, he is much better.

"Let go." A cold, emotionless voice came out of those thin lips.

This was the sound from hell. No matter how uncomfortable it was, the man crawling in the cage was still excited and slowly released the hand holding the hem of his clothes.

But he was still begging and kept mumbling: "Please, let me fuse again, please, it will work..."

"Useful," Qian Jiang muttered silently.

This discovery was like a ray of light in the night. The depressed mood caused by the worsening of his brother's condition improved at this moment, as if a gust of breeze blew away the haze.

He stood in front of the laboratory door. The door was opened a little, and he could see Kagura sitting in front of a table, drawing.

He didn't know what she was drawing. She had been very obedient since she woke up from a coma caused by too much blood loss. She didn't make any noise or cry. She only ate and drank, and complained about the bad taste. After he proposed to go shopping and was rejected by himself, he just curled his lips lightly and said nothing more.

For an experimental subject who was kidnapped by herself, she was incredibly obedient and sensible, not causing any trouble for him or looking for trouble.

It's not like she was kidnapped, she came here as if she was visiting and curious about everything.

She chased after Renhua and Yatan and asked questions——

What does this instrument do?

Is this a microscope?

So can you see my red blood cells running to deliver oxygen?

Can you see my white blood cells killing invading bacteria and viruses?

What is this computer-like thing?

What are these tubes for? Are there wires in them?

What is in this bottle? Is it sulfuric acid?

Do you take vaccinations?

Have the needles been sterilized before drawing my blood?

what is this?

What is that?

balabala...

Lianhua was so disturbed that she wanted to stuff her mouth with a ball of alcohol cotton. Even Yatang looked puzzled at her.

Lianhua couldn't help but complain to himself, saying that Kagura had greatly slowed down her work progress here, and asked him to get some poison to make Kagura mute.

Dumb?

Standing outside the door and looking at the back of Yi Ran, Kagura was very different from the people he had met before. He couldn't feel any negative emotions in her. Every time he met her, she always smiled before she wanted to speak. He had done a lot of bad things to her and was still like this even though he was not a good person.

It's easy to be with her and his mood will get better. He kind of likes to listen to her talk. Although she is indeed a bit talkative and he can't understand some of what she says, she chirps like a lark, which actually makes him happy. I feel extremely relaxed, and a lot of the worries and pressure I got from my brother have been relieved because of her.

He didn't think she was noisy, and even liked listening to her chatter.

If you become mute, you will no longer be able to hear such pleasant sounds.

The door was closed silently, and the light inside the door disappeared with the closing of the door. The corridor became dark again. Lianhua didn't know when he came to Qianjiang.

"Teacher," she called him respectfully.

"What is she drawing?"

Lianhua took a deep breath and seemed a little confused. She said, "She is painting..."

How to describe what Kagura paints?

"Drawing... a face."

"Face?"

Lianhua nodded, "The faces with various expressions, she herself said they were emoticons."

Qianjiang's brows couldn't help but wrinkle. What's the emoticon?

In his eyes was a dim corridor with no end at all. He looked at the darkness at the end in a daze. He really couldn't see through Kagura. Her words and actions were all very strange, but they were still a kind of natural feeling. Strangely consistent.

"Teacher, do you want to see what she drew?"

Qianjiang shook his head.

The gods of the Eight Desolations can be trapped. It doesn't matter what she does, as long as she is still trapped here.

"Get ready, you need to draw blood for the second time." Qianjiang glanced at the door and said to Lianhua calmly.