Konoha's talent

"The mood is a little ups and downs, so come here to see the rain."

Nagato didn't look back, his eyes pointed forward with a trace of memory.

"Remember when we first met?"

He paused and continued.

"Of course I still remember that it was raining at that time. You were hiding in a cave by yourself, with only a puppy beside you."

Xiao Nan's tone was pretending to be relaxed, his eyes kept flowing on Nagato, and a smile appeared on his face unconsciously.

At that time, everyone was young, and although it was difficult to live, they were happy even if they didn't come.

"Yes, it was raining all the time; and now it is raining."

Nagato sighed, and stretched his hand out of the invisible barrier around his body, catching some rainwater with his palm.

He remembered that he was hiding in the cave at that time, surrounded by the same hungry puppy.

Then he idly counted the raindrops dripping down the top of the cave, and then from time to time he picked up some and felt the coldness in the palm of his hand.

At that time, his biggest question was why it always rains in this country and why no one has a home.

However, it is completely different now and before.

At that time, order was collapsing, and the country wept under the invasion of many forces.

At this time, the order that belonged to his dream was gradually being established as he had conceived, and the world began to panic because of Akatsuki, eager to resist.

"We will succeed. Yahiko and this country will see true peace. This day, it will not be too far away!"

Nagato slowly turned and stared at his companion close at hand, a confident smile appeared on his pale face.

"I believe and look forward to all that!"

Xiao Nan's eyes shone slightly and the corners of his mouth rose.

Rain, so what?

...

The whole body is shrouded in blazing heat, but I feel that it is not my body, which is very contradictory.

Moreover, it is not a violent feeling at first.

Instead, it seems to be boiling a frog in warm water.

At the beginning, that kind of heat is like being shining on the body, warm and gentle.

But now, that kind of blazing heat is like putting the body on a flame to burn, and every cell and soul is wrapped in the flame.

Not fatal, but hard to bear.

Huh--

Saitama opened his eyes and saw a gray-yellow ceiling with various simple patterns engraved on it, most of which were serpentine patterns.

"Are you awake? The operation was a success."

A hoarse voice came from the side, and then entered his body.

But I don't know what the reason is, this voice constantly echoes in his mind as if it comes with an echo, making him feel extremely uncomfortable in his head.

He knew this was not a means of the voice master, but a reaction of his own body.

"It was like this at the beginning. You need time to run in the new body. You have adapted to the various characteristics of the interpillar cells, so you should be able to quickly return to the previous level."

Saitama did not speak. As Oshemaru said, although he could perceive the presence of his limbs at this time, he felt a little strange in controlling them.

This feeling is no stranger.

The difference is that compared to the first time it took a lot of time to adapt slowly, he now seems to have continuously reduced this process.

So quickly, in about a few minutes, he put his hands on his sides and sat up slowly, his movements stiff.

Although Da She Wan was sure to clear the charms from his body, the danger was still very high.

If it weren't for the kaleidoscope's ability to give him the opportunity to try and make mistakes, it would be almost impossible to achieve the current results perfectly.

Feeling the condition of the body, Saitama realized that after removing the hidden danger, the whole person felt relaxed, like a bird breaking free.

"Thank you."

Saitama twisted her body, put her legs on the edge of the operating table, supported her with both hands, and faced the Osamaru who was wearing a white coat over there.

"I got what I needed, and you got what you wanted. This is a mutually beneficial cooperation between us."

Although Da She Wan is a little sick, in some aspects, it is very persistent.

So Saitama doesn't doubt that Oshemaru will do anything to him.

If there is no such trust, he will not have so much and close cooperation with each other.

"You will rest with me in the past two days. Junmaro will take care of you. If you are fine, you won't find me."

Ono Shemaru walked outside, walked near the door and suddenly turned back and said to Saitama.

After solving Saitama's problems, he felt it was time to solve some of his own problems, so he didn't stop here.

Moreover, the "Unclean Legion" and the "Clone Legion" that he helped Saitama created also need to gradually get on the right track, which also requires him to spend a certain amount of time busy.

Although it seems that Oshemaru has always been helping Saitama, he has gained a lot from it, but ordinary people have ignored those things.

For people like him, the equivalence between many things is very strange.

As long as what he likes, maybe just a flower, he will pay a lot for it.

In short, he is such a perverse personality that cannot be guessed, so Saitama would not think that he took a big advantage.

Value is relative, the other's nectar and my arsenic.

"Ha ha."

As Osamaru disappeared from sight, Saitama looked around, then lay back and looked at the ceiling above her head.

He is not resting, but self-examination.

The flow of chakras in the meridians is unimpeded, and the degree of adhesion between the cells between the pillars and itself has not dropped the slightest. The production speed of chakras and the vigorous vitality can be actually felt, compared with the previous ones, only strong or not weak.