Impure World Reincarnation

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"Ying-Ying monster, what's the current count of my Hashirama cells?"

Instantly, the thought echoed in Hashirama's mind.

Several seconds passed.

No response.

"Ying-Ying monster?"

Hashirama called out again, still receiving no reply, confirming that Ying-Ying monster had gone offline.

"Giving up again?"

Hashirama shook his head helplessly, unsure how to criticize this weak system anymore.

Before crossing over, he had read countless novels.

But never encountered such a useless system!

Seriously disappointing!

Hashirama stood still, feeling the changes in his body. He was still in the form of the Impure World Reincarnation until he reached 100% of his Hashirama cells for proper rebirth.

Let's try to manipulate chakra!

With a thought, Hashirama instantly mobilized all his chakra, enveloping himself in a faint blue layer.

Hum!!!

In an instant.

A fierce momentum spread out from Hashirama, causing a terrifying pressure that froze the surrounding air.

Crack!

Crack!

Crack!

The ground cracked inch by inch.

As if shattering glass.

The cracks spread continuously, enough to crush everything around!

"Phew!"

Both Deidara and Sasori took a deep breath, staring wide-eyed at Thousand-Armed Hashirama, feeling almost breathless.

Too terrifying!

This momentum...

Just the momentum made them feel like doomsday had arrived!

Extremely terrifying!

Hashirama stood still, sensing the chakra he could mobilize in his body. He was certain that the total amount of chakra had increased!

And it flowed even more smoothly!

More responsive than ever before!

"The Ying-Ying monster system is still somewhat useful!"

At this moment, Hashirama realized that completing the S-rank mission had probably added a considerable amount of Hashirama cells.

At least 5% or more.

Possibly reaching 7% to 8%.

Hashirama didn't have precise data, judging only by his body's feedback, but the amount of Hashirama cells was definitely substantial.

This significant progress was the first after absorbing the Hashirama cells from Konoha.

"I feel like I've unlocked some ability."

"But right now, I don't feel anything."

"It seems like I need Ying-Ying monster to activate it."

"It definitely won't be the basic healing, that ability should be after complete resurrection."

"One of the abilities from the Spiritualism Jutsu or Sage Mode!"

Hashirama pondered silently, acknowledging the significant improvement he had achieved.

After this trial.

S-rank missions are still doable!

As for the other smaller tasks, they can wait!

"You guys do as you please."

Hashirama's gaze swept over Deidara and Sasori, then glanced at Itachi lying on one side and Kisame slumped further away.

It wasn't in vain to go through all this trouble.

Hashirama turned and walked towards the tower in the Land of Rain, not leaving directly but intending to return to Nagato's location.

The matter with the Akatsuki organization isn't finished yet.

Shortly after.

Step by step, Hashirama left, leaving Deidara and Sasori with his back, just like that.

"..."

Deidara and Sasori watched Hashirama leave like this, their expressions very colorful.

How can we do as we please?

We can't do anything at all right now!

They are all tied up by wood, unable to go anywhere if they don't untie themselves!

Of course...

What they dare not do is call back the First Generation!

Just leave!

The farther, the better!

Definitely don't come back!

...

Hashirama completely ignored these people, slowly walking towards the direction of the tower.

No rush!

Just take it as giving Ying-Ying monster time to wake up.

Hashirama walked into the tower, taking slow steps towards the top floor.

He's so carefree.

Just walk slowly.

But the people on top of the tower are almost going crazy!

Especially Kakuzu.

Kakuzu had just been lying on the window watching the battle of the First Generation. He was more grateful for his surrender just now.

It was just a heart that fell.

Otherwise, how much torture would he have to endure!

Most importantly...

Struggling is completely useless!

Step by step...

Kakuzu listened to the slow footsteps coming up the stairs, knowing very well that the owner of these footsteps was the Thousand-Armed Hashirama who had just returned triumphantly.

But what awaits them is unknown.

Kakuzu dared not run away.

Waiting anxiously...

"Kakuzu, what are you doing? Hurry up and get me off these woods, it hurts so much!"

However, at that moment, Hidan, who had been humming all this time, suddenly spoke up. He had had enough of being stabbed and wanted some release.

"Shut up!"

Kakuzu's eyes gleamed with intense anger. What was wrong with this teammate of his? Hashirama walked away for so long without a word, and now he decides to speak up on his return?

"Hey, what's with that attitude? I haven't settled the score with you yet. Why bother boasting to me when you have nothing else to do? Don't you know whether I trust you?" Fū's expression seemed exaggerated, sounding aggrieved in tone but looking more like he was reveling in others' misfortune.

"I should sew up your damn mouth!"

Kakuzu's eyes suddenly lit up.

"Exactly!"

"Sew it up!"

"I'm going to sew it shut right now!"

Kakuzu immediately stood up and walked towards Fū. He couldn't let Fū keep babbling. If the First Generation returned and Fū said something unfavorable, it might not end well!

"What are you doing?"

Hidan stared wide-eyed at Kakuzu, his tone serious now, no longer joking.

"Sewing your mouth shut!"

Kakuzu raised his hand, and black threads sprouted from his fingers, wriggling back and forth, giving off a terrifying sensation.

"Kakuzu, you can't do this. Without me constantly blowing you, you'd miss out on a lot of fun!"

Hidan shook his head repeatedly, looking at the black threads on Kakuzu's hand, realizing Kakuzu wasn't joking.

Can't sew his mouth shut!

If he couldn't speak...

How boring would that be?

"Your mouth no longer brings me joy!"

As Kakuzu walked towards Hidan, he listened to the sounds echoing in the corridor beside them. He had to resolve this before the First Generation returned.

"No, don't!"

Hidan suddenly screamed, the sound almost piercing everyone's eardrums, even causing discomfort to Konan nearby.

"Hidan, if you shout so loudly, it will disturb others!" Konan's face turned pale as she spoke. She sighed helplessly. These two usually looked so serious, so why were they now acting so absurdly?

Forget it.

No more words.

Can't be too harsh!

After all, they're involved in the issue of explosive tag funding.

Who can't get along with money?

And, and, don't rush...

(End of this chapter)