Chapter 303: The Grand Revival of Uchiha Madara (Part 1)
After listening to everything Uchiha Douhuan had recounted, Nagato fell into a long silence.
Konan stood by his side, her fingers unconsciously clenching the corner of her clothes. Her gaze never left Nagato, her eyes a mixture of worry, expectation, and a trace of imperceptible pain.
After a long while, Nagato slowly raised his head. His movements were very slow, as if every inch required a great deal of effort. His gaze was calm yet firm, looking straight at Uchiha Douhuan, his voice hoarse but clear, "Lord Hokage, this pair of eyes, I can give them to you, but I have one request."
"Speak," Uchiha Douhuan nodded slightly, his posture composed, as if he had already anticipated all of this.
"If there is a chance—" Nagato's voice suddenly turned cold, a sharp killing intent like a knife flashing in his eyes. It was a hatred that had been accumulating for decades, almost becoming tangible. "I want to personally kill Uchiha Madara."
"That, is not a big problem," Uchiha Douhuan shrugged, his tone slightly playful, but he then changed the subject, "However..."
"However what?" Nagato's brows furrowed tightly, his fingers unconsciously gripping the armrest of his wheelchair, his knuckles turning slightly white from the force. "Does Lord Hokage intend to protect the former clan head of your clan?"
"Not at all," Uchiha Douhuan shook his head and smiled. That smile carried a bit of mockery, a bit of indifference. "The Uchiha clan is not so desperate as to revere a traitor who nearly dragged the entire clan into the abyss and then just left. To this day, he doesn't even deserve a memorial tablet in the Uchiha Shrine. What he left behind was only an almost irreparable mess and the pain of a generation."
"What I wanted to say is, if you want to end him personally, you might have to get in line. My beloved friend and sworn brother—Hatake Kakashi—has the same intention. And his reasons are perhaps no less than yours."
"I see," Nagato's expression softened slightly, but the resolution in his eyes did not fade. "Then I will discuss it with Advisor Kakashi. This pair of eyes... when do you plan to take them?" He raised his hand, his fingertips gently touching his own eyelid. That action carried an indescribable mixture of attachment and relief.
"You will return to Konoha with me first," Uchiha Douhuan stood up straight. "After the eyes are removed, we'll also have Konoha's top medical team formulate a complete rehabilitation plan for you. Once the burden of these eyes is removed, relying on your Uzumaki clan's innate tenacious constitution, your body should be able to gradually recover. Konoha has the best physical therapists and nutritionists, and they will do their best to help you."
"Lord Hokage, you mean... Nagato can really recover?" Before Nagato could respond, Konan on the side couldn't help but step forward and say excitedly.
"Of course," Uchiha Douhuan nodded with a smile. His gaze fell on Nagato's thin body, his tone affirmative. "After all, what flows in his body is the blood of the Uzumaki clan. That kind of life force is an inheritance carved into the deepest part of the bloodline."
The recovery ability of the Uzumaki clan was a unique miracle in the ninja world—this ability did not even rely on chakra. Back then, when he had rescued Karin's mother from the Land of Grass, even with Tsunade personally diagnosing her, it was determined that she had at most three years to live. But what was the result? To this day, she was still living very well.
Nagato had been exhausted by the Rinnegan for all these years, and his body was riddled with ailments. But once this heavy burden was removed, the bloodline of the Uzumaki would surely be rejuvenated. At the very least, getting rid of the wheelchair and standing up again—the hope was great.
Nagato listened quietly, his face showing no joy or anger. Only the slight rise and fall of his chest revealed the lack of peace in his heart. Finally, he slowly let out a breath, as if spitting out the heavy burden that had accumulated for many years, "Then... I will be in your care, Lord Hokage."
"Also, take this," Uchiha Douhuan took out a stack of ancient scrolls from his robes. The edges of the scrolls were somewhat worn, showing their age. He handed them to Nagato. "This is the core sealing jutsu inheritance of your Uzumaki clan. From the most basic Two Symbols Seal to the highest-level Reaper Death Seal: Improved, there are detailed records inside. If you want to kill Uchiha Madara yourself, hatred alone is not enough. He is, after all, a man who stands at the pinnacle of the ninja world. During this time, you must seize the time to train."
Nagato took the scrolls, his fingers stroking the familiar Uzumaki clan crest on them, his expression becoming extremely complicated.
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Uchiha Douhuan brought Nagato back to Konoha and, under Tsunade's supervision, successfully completed the eye transplant surgery.
Subsequently, Uchiha Douhuan did not stay for long, but went directly to Ryuchi Cave. Orochimaru's new base was located here.
Uchiha Douhuan deftly undid the restrictions at the entrance of the base and walked in. The interior of the base was dimly lit, and the air was filled with the faint smell of disinfectant mixed with some strange herbs.
As soon as he entered, a figure silently emerged from the shadows and bowed respectfully, "Lord Douhuan, Lord Orochimaru has completed the research as you requested and is waiting for you inside."
The person who came was Yakushi Kabuto. He pushed up his glasses, the gaze behind the lenses cautious and humble.
Uchiha Douhuan smiled as he glanced at this man who had stirred up the storm of the Fourth Great Ninja War in the original timeline, and nodded, "Lead the way."
The two sides of the passage were cold metal walls. Occasionally, various strange sounds and faint lights came from the laboratories they passed. On the way forward, Uchiha Douhuan, as if suddenly remembering something, asked casually, "Kabuto, you have been following Orochimaru for all these years. Your knowledge and abilities have grown a lot. Have you considered returning to the village?"
Yakushi Kabuto's steps paused almost imperceptibly. He did not turn his head.
Uchiha Douhuan continued faintly, "Although this war ended quickly, quite a few ninjas were sacrificed. The living have obtained peace, but those children who have lost their parents need a new home. The village's orphanage is in need of a director who is both capable and patient."
Yakushi Kabuto suddenly stopped in his tracks, turned his head, his eyes filled with disbelief and deep shock. His lips moved slightly, but he couldn't say a single word.
At this time, they had already arrived at the door of the laboratory at the end of the passage. Uchiha Douhuan did not wait for his response, but just patted his shoulder and pushed the door open.
"Lord Douhuan," in the center of the laboratory, Orochimaru turned around and bowed slightly. His golden snake pupils shone with excitement and satisfaction. On the experimental table in front of him, an artificial body with a face and body shape completely identical to Uchiha Douhuan's lay quietly. It was not a simple clone product. Under the skin, extremely complex energy circuits were faintly visible. In the very center of the chest was an extremely concealed interface, exactly the same as those artificial humans who had attacked Naruto and the others, but the craftsmanship was obviously more exquisite and perfect.
"In this aspect, you are indeed the best," Uchiha Douhuan walked forward and, after carefully examining the body that had no signs of life yet was incomparably "real," couldn't help but sigh with emotion.
In the field of biotechnology, Orochimaru was indeed at a peak that no one in the ninja world could match. Of the few hard-won artificial human remains back then, he had given them to Orochimaru, the Konoha Scientific Ninja Tool Research Institute, and Senju Tobirama respectively. As a result, the guys at the research institute only knew how to disassemble parts to develop new weapons; the old ghost Tobirama, although knowledgeable, was ultimately unable to cross the gap of the era, and his progress was slow; only Orochimaru, in a short period of time, had not only completely cracked its core structure, but had even optimized and perfected it.
"Lord Douhuan overpraises me," Orochimaru let out a low laugh, his voice hoarse and magnetic. "Perhaps it is precisely because I am a scientist unfettered by worldly morals that I can walk further in this field without any distractions."
Orochimaru licked his lips with his long tongue, "These precious materials you provided have given me quite a lot of... inspiration. Especially this idea of combining biotechnology with precision machinery is simply a work of art."
"But I remind you," Uchiha Douhuan said solemnly, his tone allowing no doubt, "Future experiments must be restrained. The entire ninja world is now a citizen of the Fire Federation and is protected by federal law. Human experiments, forbidden soul techniques—it's best not to touch these bottom lines again."
"I understand. The rules... I understand," Orochimaru nodded readily, but his snake eyes flashed with a cunning light. "However, Lord Douhuan, you should be able to provide me with some higher quality, more 'legal' experimental materials, right?"
"Of course," Uchiha Douhuan raised the corner of his mouth, revealing a smile of mutual understanding. "The Ōtsutsuki clan from beyond the heavens... their body structure, life form, energy core, I think, should be more worthy of being studied by you, the top biologist in the ninja world. That will be a completely different level."
Returning to the main topic, he looked at the artificial human on the experimental table, "Are you sure this body... can deceive Uchiha Madara? Not a single detail will reveal a flaw?"
"Heh heh, naturally," Orochimaru said with a confident laugh, his tone carrying an absolute pride. "It is not only identical to you in appearance, but its internal structure also simulates all the physiological systems of the human body. It can even simulate breathing, heartbeat, and body temperature. The most crucial point is that after it is activated by your chakra, its core energy circuit will resonate with your spirit. It will be equivalent to a special clone of yours with a real physical body, completely under your control, sharing all your perceptions. Unless the most in-depth, cellular-level autopsy is performed, no one will be able to tell that it is not a living person."
"Sounds not bad," Uchiha Douhuan walked forward. Following Orochimaru's instructions, he pressed his hand on the extremely concealed energy input point on the artificial human's forehead and slowly injected his own pure chakra. Accompanied by the flow of pale blue light, the energy circuits lit up one by one.
A moment later, the artificial human's chest began to rise and fall slightly, its eyelids twitched a few times, and then it suddenly opened its eyes! A pair of black eyes, identical to Uchiha Douhuan's, accurately focused on him. It sat up from the experimental table, its movements slightly stiff, but soon became smooth and natural.
Uchiha Douhuan closed his eyes, concentrated, and tried to control it. He had the artificial human raise its hand, walk, form seals, and even extract a faint trace of Lightning Release chakra to jump at its fingertips. The feedback of control was indeed as if it were his own arm, incredibly smooth, far more real and stable than a shadow clone, yet possessed the same connection of consciousness.
He nodded with satisfaction. With a thought, the artificial human clone quietly followed behind him, its steps silent.
When leaving the laboratory, Yakushi Kabuto was still standing at the door in a daze, his expression changing不定 (bùdìng - uncertainly), obviously undergoing an intense internal struggle.
When passing by him, Uchiha Douhuan stopped and said with a light laugh, "If you've made a decision, then come directly to the Konoha Hokage's office to find me. Your ninja registration, the village has always kept it for you."
After speaking, he left with his clone.
After leaving Orochimaru's base, Uchiha Douhuan sent the artificial human clone carrying the test tube with the Rinnegan into the Kamui dimension and injected a wisp of the chakra source of all the Tailed Beasts except the Eight-Tails into the Gedo Mazō.
The lead actor and the props were all in place. It was time—to act opposite the "male lead."
Soon, the clone arrived at the "set" inside the Kamui dimension.
"Lord Madara," the artificial human clone bowed respectfully, presenting the test tube containing the Rinnegan with both hands.
"You've come, junior," Uchiha Madara slowly turned his head and glanced at him coldly. That pair of Rinnegan under the Impure World Reincarnation carried an indifference that disregarded everything. This artificial body, whether in appearance, chakra fluctuation, or even subtle mannerisms, was exactly the same as Uchiha Douhuan's true body. With Uchiha Madara's perception, he actually failed to immediately notice any abnormality, only instinctively feeling that the other's aura seemed a bit too "stable," but did not delve into it.
"I've kept you waiting," the clone said respectfully, lowering its head. A trace of long-suppressed, almost insane fanaticism timely appeared in its eyes.
"Lord Madara, the Eye of the Moon Plan... now that we have finally gathered everything, can we... begin?" his voice trembled with excitement.
"Are you so impatient? Junior," Uchiha Madara's tone was cold, but the corner of his mouth hooked into an almost imperceptible arc. It was the satisfaction of a pawn about to play its role.
"Of course! This ninja world filled with the flames of war, hatred, deception, and endless pain—" the clone suddenly raised its head, the muscles on its face twitching slightly from "anger," its voice suddenly rising. "I have endured it long enough! Only the Infinite Tsukuyomi, only that perfect dream world, can end all of this! This is true peace!"
"Very good," Uchiha Madara said coldly, seeming very satisfied with this "fanaticism."
"The final moment of the Eye of the Moon Plan has arrived. But now, there is one last step to complete," his gaze swept over the test tube in the clone's hand. "Transplant this pair of eyes."
"Me?" The clone's face was instantly filled with shock and disbelief. It even subconsciously took half a step back, the test tube in its hand almost slipping. "But... but this pair of Rinnegan belongs to you! Only you can exert its true power! And... you also know that my genjutsu proficiency is simply not enough to support casting the Infinite Tsukuyomi technique..."
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(End of chapter)
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