Naruto system rampages in another world

Dangdang

The sound of metal tapping echoed in the corridor, intermittent, occasionally mixed with the noise of sparks splashing.

It was a metal furnace, with blue-purple flames burning blazingly. Connected to the fracture of the furnace, a white bone blade was being struck repeatedly, sputtering dazzling sparks all around.

Layers of fine cracks appeared on the surface of the bone blade. Then, some dark brown powder was evenly sprinkled along the cracks. The hard bone blade began to become soft, and then was pushed into the furnace. Soon Turned into a puddle of white liquid.

Soon the white liquid flowed out of the furnace and flowed into a bone blade model.

Kimimaro, who had been standing still, suddenly quickly picked up a pile of bottles and jars next to the table, which contained some strange materials.

Blue Ningcui sand, red nebula iron, yellow earth obsidian, and dark brown Tianyun horns. . . . .Hundreds of materials are divided into categories.

Some are mixed together and processed into a viscous liquid in advance, while others are listed separately and crushed into uniform particles or powder.

Some of these materials are mentioned in the art of raising swords, and some are not at all. . . .

The shadows of his hands connected into countless phantoms in the air, and the sound of bottles and jars clashing was like a sweet sonata. Kimimaro's hands were fast and steady.

Thick liquid, fine powder. . . .Floating in the air, it penetrated evenly and finely into the white bone fluid.

After dozens of breaths

Kimimaro carefully looked at the reshaped bone sword in his hand. The originally white sword had some spots of various colors on it. It looked colorful and extremely weird. However, at the same time, there was also a complex aura seeping out of it. .

Can't tell what exactly it is

Kimimaro frowned, and then slowly inserted the bone sword into his left arm.

The most brilliant swordsmith in the world will never be able to blend with the real bones and blood of an ordinary sword and feel every change like Kimimaro.

His body is the most sophisticated analyzer in the world. The moment the bone sword returns to his body, all the senses in his body seem to be activated. This is because the corpse bone veins are instinctively feeling the changes.

Just like breathing, but with incomparable precision, when countless information passes through the body to make judgments and is gathered into answers and fed back to the mind, the experimental results appear naturally in Kimimaro's mind.

"The weight is increased by 78, the conductivity is reduced by 35, the bone hardness is increased by 273, and the fusion ability is 47. Among them, 37 materials have strong rejection reactions, 49 materials have weak rejection, and there are some signs of fusion. The remaining 67 materials can be perfected Fusion, cells can create memories"

Those that are rejected will naturally be eliminated or replaced with other similar materials. Those that are weakly repelled still need to be observed, and those that can be fused need to be further judged whether they are needed.

As for cells producing memories, that means that the corpse bone veins can transform all the bones in his body into a new form according to Kimimaro's wishes. The premise is that the problem of materials is solved. It is impossible for his body to automatically secrete these materials. Substances not to be produced.

Kimimaro stared blankly at the air in front of him, hearing the sound of burning flames in his ears, and a ball of blue flames reflected in his pupils, which seemed both virtual and real.

Another room separated by a wall was completely shrouded in black.

The ground, walls, ceiling, and air were all occupied by black bugs. In the huge space, countless bugs were slowly squirming, making rustling sounds that made people's scalp numb.

Shino Aburame was sitting in the center, her whole body covered in insects.

He released a stream of chakra in the palm of his left hand, and held a non-attributed spiritual stone in the palm of his right hand. The insects lined up according to his will, each devouring chakra, devouring spiritual energy, or devouring chakra. and psychic powers.

The difference between psychic energy and chakra does not seem to make much difference to these bugs, it is just the amount of food to fill their stomachs.

Hinata Neji looked at the spiritual stone in his hand expressionlessly. In his white eyes, the flow of spiritual energy was like liquid or air endowed with various colors, shuttling in front of his eyes.

Regularly

Irregular

At first glance, there seems to be no rules to follow, but Hyuga Neji doesn't think so. He believes that everything in the world must have inherent rules to follow.

No matter how traceless things are, they all have their own inevitable rules to follow.

Nothing in this world is absolute, exists independently, and if it is related, it must have laws.

The unparalleled insight of Byakugan gave Hinata Neji the possibility to see everything. He firmly believed that he could find the connection between psychic energy and chakra, the bridge hidden in the depths of the void.

"Chakra is the combination of the refining of body cells and spiritual will. It is the response of body energy and spirit. Its essence comes from oneself...and spiritual energy, what is it?"

Hinata Neji murmured to himself, with a hint of confusion in his eyes.

While he was distracted and thinking, the fingers of his hands were still vibrating quietly at high frequency, and whirlpools formed by tiny chakras were trembling in the air.

The shock is passing

The thick fat rippled in a circle. Akimichi Choji grunted, chewed up another piece of monster beast's bone and swallowed it into his stomach. His big greasy hands grabbed another one that was half as big as his body. Beast legs.

keep eating

He is like a never-ending eating machine, his intestines and stomach are constantly working crazily, breaking down, consuming, and regenerating the monster meat in his body into fat that stores chakra.

The training of the Akimichi family is to eat. Every time you eat a piece of food, your own chakra energy will increase by one point, and monsters are undoubtedly Akimichi Choji's favorite food.

Countless disciples of the Qingyun Sect will take on the task of hunting monsters every day, and except for a very small part of the corpses of these monsters, most of them have become part of Akimichi Choji's recipe.

The sound of chewing, heavy breathing, and Akimichi Choji's huge body were like a mountain of flesh, shrouding the entire room in his shadow, filled with a heavy sense of oppression.

嘭

a loud noise

Xiao Li was wearing a heavy black iron helmet, and his whole body looked like an iron mountain oppressing him. Every step he took made a roaring sound, and countless white air explosions exploded in the air.

"1934"

Xiao Li shouted loudly, his whole body rose up from the ground inch by inch, flipped around in the air, and then fell heavily back to the ground.

The ground trembled hard

Xiao Li's feet were trembling uncontrollably, and his whole body was exuding scalding heat. His sweat had soaked through his training clothes, and through his armor, he left large pools of water stains on the ground.

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