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A few days later, in the capital of the Land of Water, in a quiet room on the second floor of a medical clinic, a clean wooden bucket sat on a table beside the bed. However, the water and white towel in the bucket were already stained crimson with blood. Sachiko packed away the blood-stained bandages, alcohol, and some other surgical tools, then smiled faintly at Miao and said, "The surgery is complete. The rest is up to you."
Miao lay quietly on the bed, dressed in a white kimono. His eyes were bound with white medical bandages, and his face was pale and bloodless, as if he had just recovered from a severe illness.
"Thank you very much, Miss Sachiko," Miao said sincerely. A smile flickered across Sachiko's face as she replied, "Saving lives and helping the injured is our responsibility as healers."
At this moment, Deidara opened the door and walked in with a box of food, saying loudly, "Miao, the surgery is done, right? How do you feel?" Hearing Deidara's words, a faint smile appeared on Miao's pale face. He said calmly, "I feel great. I can clearly feel my father's dōjutsu power, and I'm getting stronger."
In an unknown cave within the Land of Rain, an ancient stone platform stood in the middle of the cave. On the platform was an old lamp, its faint flame burning quietly within.
Suddenly, several colorful figures appeared one after another around the stone platform. When the last figure emerged, the entire cave became lively. There were a total of eight figures, encircling the stone platform.
"Ah, long time no see, it's rare for us to gather like this," a frivolous voice echoed in the cave. The colorful figure speaking appeared very tall, with a large, sword-like object strapped to his back. A trace of killing intent and bloodlust occasionally flickered in his small eyes.
"Kisame, you're still so unserious," a tall figure with green pupils said indifferently, his voice very low.
"Kisame is right, it really has been a long time since we gathered. Kakuzu, don't you have any sentimentality outside of making money?" The speaker was a person with dark red pupils, carrying a huge scythe-like weapon on his back.
"Hidan, to be honest, I hate your religious spiel the most. I only teamed up with you because you said religion could make money," the figure named Kakuzu said, looking displeased at Hidan.
"So noisy," a hoarse, deep voice sounded in the empty cave. The speaker was a very strange figure lying on the ground, licking Sasori's edge.
"What did you say?! Sasori, you bastard!!" Hidan immediately roared in dissatisfaction. "Alright, stop arguing!!" a dignified voice interrupted Hidan's outburst. Hearing this person speak, Hidan pouted, but then said nothing further.
The person speaking had a medium build and didn't appear particularly unusual, yet his strange eyes made him seem extraordinary. He had purple pupils, with a small black dot in the center, and ripple-like black lines spreading across his eyes, making him appear extremely mysterious and eerie.
"The reason I gathered everyone this time is to discuss something," the person with the strange eyes said calmly, his dignified voice echoing throughout the cave.
"According to Zetsu's report, some time ago, our organization intended to recruit the last member, but the mission failed," that person said calmly.
"What!!! Failed!!" Everyone was instantly shocked. Each member of their organization was a renowned S-rank rogue ninja, all masters among masters. Since joining the organization, there had been no precedent for a failed mission.
"No way, Leader. Is the person the organization intended to recruit that powerful? What kind of guy is he?" Hidan shouted in disbelief.
"That guy is named Deidara. He was originally a rogue ninja from the Hidden Stone Village. His strength and potential are both excellent. Itachi, Sasori, and Kisame were about to succeed, but we didn't expect that guy to have another formidable companion who forcibly ruined our plan." The leader spoke calmly, his emotions showing no fluctuations, as if nothing in this world could stir him.
"Itachi, Kisame, and Sasori—three people together actually failed!!!" Kakuzu turned his head in surprise. Everyone in the organization knew the strength of those three; they couldn't believe they failed even when working together.
"That person has Uchiha Clan blood, possesses the Sharingan, and his strength is not inferior to Itachi's. Moreover, like Itachi, he is a Mangekyo Sharingan user, making him very difficult to deal with," a hoarse, gloomy voice sounded at this moment; Zetsu was speaking.
Hearing this, one of the figures, who had crimson Three Tomoe eyes (Zhao Nuo's), blinked slightly for a moment, wondering what he was thinking, while Kisame's face flushed with an unnatural color. His failed path could be said to be a massive humiliation in his ninja career.
"Mangekyo Sharingan, no wonder," Kakuzu nodded. He was well aware of Uchiha Itachi's strength and the terror of the Mangekyo Sharingan. A former member of the organization, Orochimaru, who held the title of one of the Sannin, was defeated by the young Uchiha Itachi, which led to his departure from the organization.
Orochimaru's strength was undeniable. He commanded countless forbidden jutsu, possessed extremely powerful combat experience and ninjutsu, and his own snake-like abilities were extremely troublesome. It was precisely because of his knowledge of Orochimaru's strength that he further understood the power of the Sharingan.
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