Tomoki, who had guessed the person behind the scenes, immediately left.
This miraculous method was beyond Tomoki's comprehension; he couldn't understand it at all, making it impossible to do anything about it.
From the original Ninshu Sect to the current Ninja, many things have lost their legacy.
At the very least, no Ninja nowadays knows the method of exchanging information with a fist bump, or transferring power to a single person by holding hands.
Especially the latter method; if Ninja still knew it today, the vast number of low-level Ninja would not be treated as cannon fodder by the various Villages.
Every Ninja is a source of power, and the combat style of the Ninja World would transform into the ancient mode of Ashura and Indra.
Two Villages would line up, Ninja would transfer their power to the Kage, and whoever had more supporters would be stronger.
Tomoki, who observed quietly and then left, did not return to the Hokage Building.
Experiment Building, Orochimaru's private laboratory.
Tomoki silently walked in and saw Orochimaru deep in thought.
Piles of draft papers, filled with things Tomoki could read but completely failed to understand, were stacked around Orochimaru.
Compared to their last meeting, Tomoki clearly felt that Orochimaru had become much thinner, and his once well-fitting robe now appeared very loose.
"Any discoveries, Senior Orochimaru?"
Tomoki's words interrupted Orochimaru's contemplation.
Turning around, Orochimaru looked at Tomoki with bloodshot eyes before speaking.
"I categorized over a hundred thousand samples into ordinary people, regular Ninja, and Kekkei Ninja, analyzing each to summarize the underlying patterns, but I can't figure out what these patterns represent!"
Tomoki nodded thoughtfully upon hearing this.
Analogous to his previous life, it was like discovering the law of universal gravitation but not understanding what gravity truly was.
"Is that so? Perhaps I can help a little, Senior Orochimaru. Would you be willing to hear an ancient story?"
That's right, Tomoki decided to tell Orochimaru what he knew, hoping it would inspire him.
The Goddess of the Rabbit arrived, the Divine Tree and White Zetsu, Gamamaru of Mount Myōboku, brothers fighting their mother together, the Ten-Tails, the founding of the Ninshu Sect, the brothers' internal strife, the division of the Tailed Beasts, and the thousand-year entanglement of Indra and Ashura.
Tomoki, without any subjective assumptions, slowly recounted the history of the Ninja World that he knew to Orochimaru.
The other side had already made their move; continuing to push forward slowly on his side was clearly not a solution.
If he and Natsuri didn't have these anomalies, Tomoki wouldn't mind following the other party.
After all, he was a big shot who could create a moon with his bare hands; as a Hokage of Konoha Village, if he could cling to such a powerful figure, what more could he ask for?
But whether it was the various troublesome actions of his Shadow Clone at the beginning, or his gradual emotional dominance recently, Tomoki knew he was being targeted.
As a transmigrator who often played with memes online, Tomoki knew he carried the imprint of that era.
However, twenty years of life in the Ninja World had also deeply imprinted him as a Ninja; he was definitely not just a prankster.
Each time he caused trouble, it could be attributed to the prankster spirit of a transmigrator, but without exception, these always involved Chakra.
And Chakra, the exclusive power of the Ōtsutsuki Clan, was spread by the Six Paths Sage.
Every one of Tomoki's playful actions was either offending someone or planning how to offend someone. It wasn't just detrimental to unity; the key was that there was no benefit.
Tomoki, who could even unite with Hiruzen Sarutobi and engage in mutual commercial flattery, normally offended no one and united whenever possible.
The only exception was offending Minato Namikaze, but that time Tomoki gained a lot, practically fleecing Minato Namikaze dry.
The history of the Ninja World was not some great secret, and Tomoki, fully trusting the power of Kotoamatsukami, revealed all the information he knew.
As for the source of the information, Tomoki was no longer the small-time figure who had to plan carefully even to deal with Danzo.
Now, Tomoki did not need to explain or be accountable to anyone.
Orochimaru listened quietly to Tomoki's story. The content was dry; to avoid influencing judgment, Tomoki included almost no subjective elements.
"...And now, the reincarnations of Indra and Ashura are in Konoha, they are Uchiha Sasuke and Uzumaki Naruto respectively."
After saying the last sentence, Tomoki fell silent, watching Orochimaru as he sank into thought.
Just like that, the laboratory fell into silence.
The two, sitting opposite each other, said nothing. Orochimaru was thinking, and Tomoki did not want to interrupt Orochimaru's thoughts.
"I never imagined that those fragmented legends were actually true!"
Orochimaru exclaimed. He had thought of many things, such as why he had been able to discover the secret of Chakra production from the Eight-Tails fragment.
If his guess was correct, the current Tailed Beasts were still performing the same task as the Divine Tree: converting Natural Energy into Chakra.
"Tomoki-kun, the last samples were missing Uchiha Sasuke and Uzumaki Naruto, correct? Could you give me samples of both of them?"
It's good that he has ideas. Tomoki smiled, took out a sealing scroll, opened it, and several glass bottles appeared.
"Of course, I already prepared them!"
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