I am in Konoha: I have mosquito powers

Jiraiya tapped his head with a headache.

He hated thinking about this kind of problem the most. It was really tiring.

"Well, let's leave it at that. As long as that little guy doesn't harm Konoha, hiding himself isn't a big problem, and there's no need for us to target him."

"Yes, I understand. Asma nodded.

"Well, you take good care of Kakashi, I'm leaving first."

Waving his hand, Jiraiya came out of the hospital.

He was going to take Naruto with him to find Tsunade first.

Two days later.

Jiraiya and Naruto left Konoha, and Qingkong also arrived at the Sound Village and met with Orochimaru.

There was no courtesy or boring temptation.

Qingkong and Orochimaru, who had lost a hand, were not in the mood.

After chatting for a few words, Orochimaru asked Kabuto Yakushi to arrange accommodation for Qingkong and let him stay in this underground base.

After that, as part of the deal.

Qingkong trained the young ninjas for Orochimaru while learning various things from him.���Technique.

Of course, Qingkong has his own purpose for doing this.

Because of his Mangekyō Sharingan.

Mangekyō Sharingan, also known as the eyes of soul reflection, according to the different inner needs of each person, each pair of Mangekyō will also give birth to different eye techniques.

For example, Itachi's Amaterasu and Tsukuyomi.

There are also Shisui's Kotoamatsukami, Obito's Kamui, Sasuke's Kagutsuchi, etc.

Qingkong has opened the Mangekyō, and of course he has his own eye techniques.

The left eye controls, and the right eye creates.

This may also be related to his supernatural powers.

Because the mosquito supernatural power itself is created first and then controlled.

But don't think that these two eye techniques are not powerful.

Control: Nothing can't be manipulated. Theoretically, as long as you have enough eye power, even the whole world, Qingkong can subvert it with a thought.

Of course, he is still far from that step at present.

Creation: Create something out of nothing.

This is even more amazing.

If Qingkong has Yin-Yang escape and his strength reaches the level of Six Paths, he can even create a new race at a glance.

But there is another premise, which can be regarded as the limitation of this ability.

If you want to create something, you must understand its essence.

For example, Qingkong wants to create a kunai.

Then you have to know how steel is formed, its molecular structure, and its mass geometry.

Therefore, Qingkong came to Orochimaru to learn various scientific knowledge from him, the most powerful scientist in the ninja world.

The actual power of the creation of eye techniques is linked to the amount of knowledge.

So, you can ignore other aspects, at least you have to make up for these basic things.

""Ah~ damn Sarutobi!!"

Orochimaru began his daily roar and howl again.

Even though he only lost a hand.

But the loss of his soul still made him fall into endless torture, every moment was like burning in flames, being cut by knives and axes.

Staying in the laboratory, listening to the angry curses coming from afar, Qingkong also shook his head slightly.

"Lord Qingkong, Lord Orochimaru asks you to come over.

Unlike when they first met, Yakushi Kabuto said very respectfully.

"It's Kabuto."

Putting down the microscope, Qingkong wiped his hands and smiled,"I remember when we first met in Konoha, you asked me to help you place the bomb. Why are you so reserved now?"

"Well......"

Feeling a chill on his back, Pharmacist Dou broke out in a cold sweat and said quickly,"I'm sorry, Lord Qingkong, I went too far at that time. You can punish me as you please.""

"Well, ignorance is not a crime, right?"

Walking to the side of Kabuto Yakushi, Qingkong patted his shoulder and said,"Let's go, since Orochimaru has something to ask me, don't let him wait too long."

"Yes."

Yakushidou lowered his head and just turned around and took a step forward.

Then he heard Qingkong say again:"Of course, if this happens again next time, I will put a bomb in your mouth and make you swallow it."

"......"

Yakushi Kabuto shuddered, and a chill ran down his spine.

In just a moment, his entire back was soaked in cold sweat.

Arriving at a certain room, Orochimaru was sitting on a stone chair, his right hand wrapped in bandages.

After seeing Qingkong, his expression did not change much, and he looked a little eerie and scary in the dim light.

"Sunny Sky, you are here"

"Well, what do you want to talk to me about? I'm busy over there."

"Haha, you really like to study."

After a light laugh, Orochimaru continued:"I asked you to come here because I want Qingkong to do me a favor."

"Say it directly"

"Accompany me to find someone to treat my right hand"

"who?"

"Princess Tsunade."

It was indeed this woman. Qingkong was not surprised at all. He nodded and said,"The legendary medical genius? If it is her, she may be able to cure you."

"So what does Qingkong-kun mean?"

"What can I get?"

Qingkong will not do anything that does not benefit him.

Just like he has the Death Mask in his hand, but he will not take it out right now and give it to Orochimaru for no reason.

"I will teach you everything I know. If Mr. Qingkong helps me this time, all the experimental data I have stored in this base will be available for you to view!"

"Deal."

Such a good deal, there was no reason for Qingkong not to agree.

The next day.

Qingkong, Orochimaru, and Kabuto Yakushi set out together.

Unlike Jiraiya's luck, Orochimaru must have made preparations in advance to find the exact location of the other party.

Tansho Street.

In a game room on a busy street, in front of a slot machine.

Tsunade sat in her seat and stretched out her hand to pull the joystick

"Hit it, hit it, you must hit it......"

Shizune was holding the little piglet, standing aside and praying constantly, she was extremely nervous.

Because before this, Tsunade had lost all her money in gambling, and now the master and servant couldn't even afford the money for food and accommodation.

If they didn't win some money back, who knows how they would spend the night.

Ordinarily, with Tsunade's bad luck, she would lose every time she gambled. Although Shizune had been praying, she never thought that she could really win.

However, it seemed like God was joking.