Chapter 236 : Jhin: Lord Madara seduces me and then abandons me~!
Even after Naraku cursed the animator dozens of times in his mental space, the animator still hadn't updated by the next morning, when Orochimaru had already returned to the lab to continue his work.
Naraku silently manipulated Jin to continue monitoring, witnessing the test subject consume two more tubes of Sharingan-created solution, evolving into a Two-Tomoe Sharingan.
Actually, the second injection should have failed, but Jin used his left Mangekyo's Tenmei Gyokumei, forcefully increasing the success rate to one hundred percent.
There was no other reason; the test subject's talent was simply too poor. If he hadn't intervened, it was estimated that even ten pairs of Sharingan wouldn't have been enough to awaken a Mangekyo.
White Zetsu seemed about to speak but then decisively shut his mouth when he saw Jin glance at his legs, continuing to practice throwing and catching the ball.
This continued until the fourth day, when the experiment was just one step away from completion.
Inside the laboratory, Orochimaru injected the last tube of solution into the test subject's vein, coldly watching the old and weak body tremble and convulse under the drug's effects.
After a long while, the test subject's struggling movements suddenly intensified, and he let out two hoarse roars as if in a final burst of energy.
As blood-red light flickered in his eyes, his body actually fell through the platform onto the ground.
"This is..."
Orochimaru, being well-informed, was not overly surprised by various strange abilities. He calmly formed hand seals and used a Sealing Jutsu to lock down the laboratory, preventing the test subject from escaping.
Considering that the Barrier might be ineffective against Mangekyo abilities, he was about to quickly walk over to apprehend the person, but he found that although he wanted to move forward, he would retreat with every step he took.
"Space Ninjutsu? The Uchiha bloodline is indeed mysterious."
Just as he finished exclaiming, he saw the dying test subject twist a few times on the ground, then fall silent.
It was likely that this body, sustained by drugs, had reached its limit and thus died of exhaustion.
Orochimaru pulled the test subject up from the ground, pried open his eyelids, and a pair of blood-red eyes shimmered with a magnificent red under the incandescent light.
It had actually succeeded.
He stared at the pair of eyeballs without moving, seemingly deliberating something, but ultimately shook his head and used tools to extract the eyeballs and place them in a container.
When Fugaku arrived at the laboratory and saw that miraculous pair of Mangekyo, the serious expression he had maintained for years began to crumble, revealing a hint of unconcealed joy.
"Thank you so much, Lord Orochimaru!"
He carefully put away the container as if it were a precious treasure. This man, who had remained unshaken even in the heat of battle, spoke with a voice that was almost choked with emotion: "I never thought Naraku could be so blessed by Heaven...!"
"Yes," Orochimaru nodded thoughtfully, "it's almost as if he had divine assistance."
...In the Forbidden Forest, Jin, who had been monitoring the entire process through White Zetsu, couldn't help but inwardly complain.
Of course, it was as if he had divine assistance! I activated Tenmei Gyokumei three times!
Three whole times!
That's what allowed that scumbag and good-for-nothing to awaken the Mangekyo at the last moment, pushing the limits of 10 pairs of Sharingan, without too much waste.
How hard was that for me?!
Now that the main body should be fine, Jin decided to return to Mountain Prison to check. After being away for so long, he wondered if Madara was almost dying of old age.
Moreover, the Kannabi Bridge mission should have passed several days ago, and the animator still hadn't updated, which he was really worried about.
Kakashi would most likely be fine, but whether Obito was "dead" or alive under the Gaiten Jimei buff, he only needed to see if Black Zetsu had picked him up...
Returning to Mountain Prison with Zero White Zetsu, Jin hummed an unknown tune and entered the underground space with light steps.
"Lord Madara ~ I'm back ~!"
He jumped into Madara's room with his legs together like a sparrow, hands raised, as if accepting the other's enthusiastic welcome.
"Did you miss me —"
His frivolous voice abruptly stopped.
The moment Naraku saw the figure on the bed through Jin's eyes, he felt his heart suddenly sink.
The only person Madara and Black Zetsu would place in the underground space, besides Uchiha Naraku, could only be Uchiha Obito.
-- Sure enough, he still... couldn't avoid it?
To provide a reasonable explanation for the sudden pause, Jin's aggrieved and exaggerated wailing echoed in the gloomy space.
"What is that? I've only been gone for a short while, and you've already found a new lover? Are you going to abandon me after having your way with me?"
"Shut up, you stupid brat."
Madara sat on his chair, giving him a speechless glare, and also corrected his abstract choice of words: "You're an idiot. 'New lover' isn't used like that!"
"I'm not listening, I'm not listening!" Jin cried, made a fuss, and threatened to hang himself, covering his ears with his hands and shaking his head: "What makes him better than me? Is he more obedient or younger than me?"
For a moment, Madara strangely had a feeling, as if he were in a third-rate family ethics "kyōgen play," and he was the "male protagonist" at the center of the storm.
By the time Madara came back to his senses, Jin had already approached the bed and was carefully examining the "new lover" wrapped like a mummy. After clearly seeing the exposed eyebrows and eyes of the other party, he let out a short, knowing snort.
"Hmph ~ Isn't this Obito?"
He leaned over the bed and poked Obito's face with his finger, confirming that the other person was alive and his body was relatively intact, at least not missing an arm or leg like in the original timeline.
"Lord Madara, why don't we just throw him away? Obito is too clumsy~"
"Don't you have enough with just one little slave like me?"
"Or, am I not your favorite child at all..."
During Jin's tantrum, Naraku had already formed two hypotheses.
Either the event had already occurred when he used Gaiten Jimei, making it impossible to reverse; or Obito had indeed avoided the rock collapse accident but was severely injured by Black Zetsu, who had been targeting him early on, using other methods.
Because Gaiten Jimei changed probabilities, if Black Zetsu had already made up his mind and was determined to "kill" Obito no matter what, then even if he changed the probability of the rocks hitting, Black Zetsu would still have various other arrangements, such as exploding tags, enemies dying together, and so on.
In such a situation, reversing this "fate" would cost an astronomical amount of popularity points, and even if he wanted to wish to save him, he would be powerless.
"How could that be?" Black Zetsu emerged from the ground and explained, "Don't you always feel that you're short-handed? So Lord Madara found you a helper."
"No way!"
Jin flipped over and sat cross-legged on the edge of the bed, pouting and grumbling with his back to Madara, muttering about how his true feelings were ultimately misplaced, how those who are favored are always presumptuous, and how falling flowers have intentions but flowing water is indifferent... In both his actions and tone, Jin precisely controlled himself to gradually mimic the young Izuna from decades ago, slowly reconstructing himself into his former appearance, but also carrying a hint of Uchiha Naraku's self-loathing shadow.
"I thought I was special to Lord Madara."
"But no matter how much I give, Lord Madara doesn't like me."
"As expected, I'm an unwanted child..."
The combined buff of Izuna and Naraku was so powerful that Madara was hard-controlled for over half a minute, unable to speak, and Black Zetsu, watching the show from the side, was utterly speechless.
-- Uchiha Madara, snap out of it!
-- This brat is deliberately putting on a pitiful act, how can you fall for it?!
-- Can't you see he's just acting out his drama?!
Black, the all-seeing, thousand-year-oldRoasting, Zetsu, screamed in his heart.
-- Sure enough, Indra's reincarnations are all idiots!
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