Menma and Hashirama, what happened in Teyvat

"bass!"

With the sound of a sharp blade cutting through the air, another Bomb Hillman died from Menma's kunai.

Bending down to avoid the blazing axe from the Fire Axe Hillichrou thug, Menma didn't hesitate at all, stepped forward and kicked the Hillichrou thug's back hard, which was exposed due to the missed axe swing, and instantly made it stagger on the spot.

From the perspective of body structure, the relatively thin waist and legs are the weaknesses of the Hilliard Thugs, not to mention the even more fragile back waist.

Menma jumped up instantly, stretched out his hand to grab the mask of the Hill Climb Thug, and pressed it to the ground with a strength that was somewhat inconsistent with his body size. At the same time, his other hand condensed a spiral wheel, and hit the Hill Climb Thug's side waist where he had just kicked.

“Ho!!!”

The Hilliard Thug suddenly screamed loudly with a rough voice, but this was obviously useless, so it could only watch in despair as its body was quickly cut and crushed by the spiral wheel, and finally turned into energy light spots and disappeared.

On the other side, after blowing up two ignorant Hilichurls' heads and masks with two punches, Hashirama set his sights on the two remaining Hilichurls.

At this time, the two hilltop thugs had already been angered by Hashirama. One of them charged towards him quickly with a wooden shield in hand, while the other jumped up with all his strength, raised a huge axe that had been burned red, and chopped it down heavily.

Seeing this, Hashirama immediately created a wooden clone. The original body attached chakra to its fist to increase its strength, and then punched the shield of the wooden shield hillock thug hard. Instantly, the hard wooden shield was shattered by his punch, and the wooden shield hillock thug flew backwards in his eyes of disbelief.

The Wood clone also used his extraordinary strength and punched the sky into the air. The Fire Axe Hill thug in mid-air had no way to avoid it, and was hit head-on by the power of the Sky Fist. With just this one punch, he was knocked down in mid-air.

After remembering his previous operation in the game, Hashirama used Wood Release to create a small tree root under his feet, and used its sudden appearance to jump far away, and then punched the head of the Fire Axe Hillock Thug that had just landed into the ground. Afterwards, he stomped heavily on the ground, and the Hillock Thug that was embedded in the pit was forcibly shaken into the air, and then he punched again with a Sky-piercing Punch, breaking its spine on the spot.

Seeing this, the wooden shield hillock thug who had just climbed up completely lost the will to fight and turned around to escape. But Hashirama did not intend to let it go. With a slap of his big hands, the curved and thick vines that emerged from the ground accurately entangled its body and fixed it firmly in place.

Then, in front of the horrified eyes of the Hillicul thugs, Hashirama punched over, breaking it along with the vines, and the ground nearby was immediately covered with blood and broken wood.

With the death of this wooden shield hillbilly thug, there was no longer a single living hillbilly in the entire camp.

"Mission accomplished." After putting away the kunai in his hand, Menma walked to Hashirama's side, "How was it, how many hits did you get?"

"Two big ones and four small ones." Hashirama said. He had just been counting the number of hillbillies he had killed. "What about you?"

"Although I only killed one big one, I killed ten small ones." Menma shrugged, "It seems that we are evenly matched."

"Okay. Oh, by the way, there is a mission that requires the stakes of the Hillilks, right? How about looting them here?"

"No need to search, it's over there." Menma pointed and saw several wooden stakes made by this group of hillbillies placed there one by one.

Since the two did not use any large-scale or high-powered moves throughout the entire process, even though all the Hilichurls were killed, the camp was basically undamaged except for a small shed that was smashed by a Hilichurl thrown out by Hashirama.

"Okay, I'll go move the wood, and you search the entire camp to see if there are any loot. Oh, and take the masks and weapons left by these hillbillies. These things can be exchanged for rewards at the Adventurer's Guild, or sold for money at the market."

"over."

After a while, the two piled all the spoils together and began to count them:

"Seven wooden stakes, two apples, two legs of wood pig, one carrot, three bunches of cabbage, two axes, six complete masks, nine cracked or broken masks..."

"How about it, Menma, how is the harvest?" Hashirama asked expectantly from the side.

"I'm not sure either. After all, the data in the game is of little reference value. But..." Menma changed the subject, "I personally feel that it's pretty good."

"But...how should we take these things away?" As he was thinking, Hashirama suddenly remembered a very important question.

"I say, have you forgotten what my right eye is?"

"Oh, yes, this is Wan... Wait, do you mean that you have awakened the Kamui?" Hashirama suddenly felt something was wrong and was shocked.

"Well, not too stupid."

"What do you mean by no... Never mind. I won't bother with you. I'll leave these things to you."

"Okay, watch me."

Then, Menma looked at the pile of things on the ground, and the right eye behind the mask gradually changed its appearance:

"Divine power!"

Suddenly, a dark blue vortex that distorted the space appeared and sucked all the things in. Soon, there was nothing left on the ground where the things were placed just now.

"This ability is quite useful. I really don't know why it was you, Menma, who got this ability instead of me, Hashirama..." Hashirama looked at Menma with a complicated expression of envy, jealousy and hatred.

"You should ask the original plot about this matter. Who told..."

Menma was about to make a joke, but his words got stuck. Then he took off his mask and rubbed his right eye.

"what happened?"

"My eyes feel... a little uncomfortable." Menma rubbed his eyes and said, "It's worthy of the Mangekyō Sharingan. The ability is useful, but the side effects come really quickly."

"Are you okay? Do your eyes hurt? Is your eyesight affected? Can you still use the Kamui normally?" Upon hearing Menma's words, Hashirama, who was a little worried, immediately asked three questions in a row.

"It's okay." Seeing the worry written on Hashirama's face, Menma waved his hand to tell him not to be so nervous, "It's just that my eyes are a little sore, it won't affect my vision and ability.

"Really?"

"Really. It's just a small amount. It won't hurt your eyes too much."

"Huh... That's good. I was really scared just now."

"Don't worry too much, I'm fine, right?"

"Oh... okay, you must pay attention to yourself."

"Of course. After all, these are my eyes now. If they go blind, I will be more miserable than anyone else.

However... this matter is a hidden danger after all. If I need to use the power of God on a large scale or at a high frequency in the future, my eyes will definitely not be able to bear it. By then, I might end up blind.”

"Then...what should we do?"

"Let me think... Upgrading to the Eternal Mangekyō should be impossible. After all, let alone another pair of compatible Mangekyō, I only have one Mangekyō. Not to mention that my body does not have Uchiha blood. Although I don't know why I can turn off the Sharingan, the disadvantages of opening the eye will not change..."

"Since your eye comes from Uchiha Obito, you can think of a solution from him."

"Uchiha Obito? When he opened his Mangekyō Sharingan in his teens, half of his body was already a White Zetsu, and he used it until he was in his thirties without any problems...

White Zetsu... Uchiha Madara... Outer Path Demon Statue... Hashirama's cells... Hashirama... Hmm?"

Recalling the birth of White Zetsu, Menma discovered a problem: although many White Zetsu were transformed from humans who were swallowed by the Divine Tree thousands of years ago, many White Zetsu of relatively low quality were created by Uchiha Madara after he put Hashirama's cells into the Outer Path Demon Statue. Uchiha Obito, whose half body was replaced with White Zetsu, could be said to have transplanted Hashirama's cells, and that was why he could use Wood Release.

Isn't it the same for Danzo, whose entire arm is a "three-magatama Sharingan" and whose right eye is a Mangekyō Sharingan? Although the process is quite different, the essence is still the same.

[They all use the Sharingan to maintain balance or for long periods of time because of Hashirama's cells, and as for Hashirama's cells...]

Thinking of this, Menma gradually turned his head to look at Hashirama standing beside him.

Hashirama felt a little numb from Menma's stare: "Why...why are you looking at me like that?"

Menma at this moment gave him the feeling of a hunter who was eyeing his prey. And he was obviously the prey.

"Hehe...Hashirama, I might need you to do me a small favor later."