Naruto Dream Fulfillment Master!

Chapter 187 Afei: Can I study how he poops?

Chapter 187 Afei: Can I study how he poops?

Upon hearing this, Obito frowned slightly, a hint of doubt rising in his mind: why was Itachi so certain that he had a solution?

On the other side, Itachi coughed softly twice and continued to explain, "The side effects of the Square Flower Sharingan are quite severe. Just using it causes my eyes to bleed. And this isn't unique to me—it's recorded in the ancient documents of the Uchiha clan."

He warned future generations that misusing the Sharingan would backfire.

As Itachi spoke, his dark eyes were still bloodshot, clearly indicating that the backlash from his previous eye power had tormented his eyes.

Upon hearing this, Obito fell silent.

He had previously held an ordinary position within the Uchiha clan, and he was unaware of the authenticity of such clan secrets, so he was unsure of what to do.

But then he thought again, Itachi had no reason to lie to him about something like this.

Kisame Hoshigaki, standing to the side, nodded silently and added in a deep voice, "Itachi wasn't lying. Whether it's 'Tsukuyomi' or 'Amaterasu,' his eyes bleed every time he uses them."

Upon hearing his partner's confirmation, Obito slowly nodded.

Kisame's words are credible; it seems Itachi's illness does indeed stem from the burden of the Sharingan.

At that moment, Itachi Uchiha raised his pale face and looked at Obito, his voice hoarse but earnest: "But your Sharingan—it seems—doesn't have such limitations, does it?"

Itachi's certainty was not without basis.

He had long noticed that Obito never experienced bleeding or weakness in his eyes when using his eye techniques.

Take just now as an example. This man appeared out of nowhere and casually used a space-time ninjutsu, but his aura remained steady and powerful, without any sign of dimming or weakening.

Obito was taken aback by what he heard.

To be honest, he never felt any burden when using his Sharingan.

He was adept at using his "divine power," making it extremely convenient for both absorbing people and traveling.

Let alone using it occasionally, even if I used it more than ten times a day, I never experienced any side effects such as bleeding or vision loss.

"......"

After a brief silence, Itachi suddenly said solemnly, "Of course I'm willing to serve you, but my body—"

He stopped halfway through his sentence and didn't continue.

Obito, however, already understood what he meant.

Itachi Uchiha is willing to offer his loyalty, but only if he can cure Itachi's chronic illness.

Thinking of this, Obito's nonchalant expression faded somewhat, and his eyes became serious.

He lowered his head and pondered, starting to think about the differences between himself and Itachi.

After all, the man's talent and value are beyond question.

If Itachi's body could truly be healed and used for his own purposes, it would be of great benefit to him.

Obito frowned slightly, quickly analyzing his own situation in his mind.

A moment later, a glint flashed in his eyes: there seemed to be a significant difference!

That's right, half of his body is not made of pure human flesh and blood, but is composed of White Zetsu tissue.

In other words, the biggest difference between him and other Uchiha is that he has the power of White Zetsu fused into his body!

Realizing this, Obito involuntarily moved his right hand.

Could it be that there is some kind of mysterious reaction between White Zetsu and the Uchiha bloodline that can counteract the side effects of the Mangekyou Sharingan?

As soon as the thought popped into his head, he found himself vaguely agreeing with the hypothesis.

Moreover, he himself was severely injured back then, with half of his body crushed to pieces by rocks, and he only survived thanks to the power of White Zetsu.

If he could save someone from such a desperate situation, what are these mere aftereffects for Itachi Uchiha?

However, when Obito thought of this, his gaze narrowed slightly, and he looked Itachi up and down again, beginning to consider the actual feasibility.

Itachi now has all his limbs and internal organs intact, so how can we transplant White Zetsu tissue into him?

Should we just cut him in half and replace him with a White Zetsu body?

But what if doing this doesn't work? Wouldn't it just hasten the end of his life?

As Obito's mind wandered, his gaze toward Itachi inadvertently became somewhat strange, as if he were considering how to "dismember" him.

That glance sent a chill down Itachi's spine, and he involuntarily lowered his brow and hissed, "What do you want to do?!"

"Ahem." Obito snapped out of his daze, realizing his lapse in composure, chuckled dryly, and waved his hand. "Don't be nervous. I've thought of a way..."

It might be able to heal your body.

Upon hearing this, Itachi's tense expression relaxed slightly, and he stared intently at Obito, asking, "What method?"

Obito was about to reply with something as offensive as "I'll cut off half of your body," but the words were already on his lips.

Suddenly, a brilliant idea struck him, and a better one took shape in his mind.

This idea is not only much safer than a simple and crude transplant, but it also achieves multiple benefits.

Thinking of this, Obito was secretly overjoyed and almost applauded his own intelligence.

He didn't explain further, but simply smiled slightly at Itachi, then suddenly stretched out his right hand and grabbed Itachi: "Come with me!"

When Itachi saw Obito suddenly reach out to grab him, his pupils contracted, his body tensed instinctively, and he subconsciously tried to dodge and resist.

He was well aware of Obito's abilities.

Anyone touched by this hand will be immediately sucked into a strange alternate dimension, where their life or death will be out of their control!

Seeing Itachi's sudden wariness, Obito wasn't annoyed at all; his tone even carried a hint of mockery: "Heh, relax. In your current state, do I really need to bother with you?"

Hearing this, he paused for a moment, then immediately relaxed his tense shoulders and back.

Yes, he is now seriously ill. Let alone resisting, his body is probably unable to even move normally.

If Obito really wanted to kill him, why did he bother to say all that to him earlier?

The next moment, Obito grabbed Itachi's shoulder.

Almost simultaneously, the Sharingan covered by the vortex mask suddenly began to spin!

"Buzz—" Space twisted and distorted, rippling out like water. Obito and Itachi's figures were swallowed up in an instant, disappearing without a trace from their original spot. In the forest in the mountain stream, only Kisame and Zetsu remained, facing each other.

Having witnessed Obito suddenly activate his mysterious eye technique and disappear with Itachi, Kisame was astonished. He clicked his tongue and exclaimed, "He just took him away like that! He's truly elusive!"

Black Zetsu frowned and slowly asked, "What is he trying to do?"

Kisame shrugged. "Who knows? Shall we just wait here?"

"That's all we can do." Black Zetsu's face was grim, his eyes filled with even more doubt.

He glanced at Kisame, then looked at the spot where Obito and Itachi had disappeared, and remained silent in thought.

Kisame's face showed hope: "I hope that you can really cure Daiichi-san."

A gentle breeze swept across the mountain stream, rustling the fallen leaves in the forest.

Kisame raised Samehada to scratch the messy hair on his head, then sat down cross-legged and began to close his eyes to rest, feeling utterly bored.

Black Zetsu, meanwhile, disappeared into the shadows of a nearby tree, patiently waiting for Obito's return.

Inside the Divine Might Space.

In a desolate and dark alternate dimension, only a few jagged, floating boulders are suspended in the void.

Ah Fei was swaying back and forth, wandering around aimlessly.

The guy was looking around, kicking his toes and struggling against the invisible air, while shouting, "Is anyone there?!"

The echo reverberated in circles within the empty, alien space, but no one answered him.

Ah Fei was so bored he was about to go crazy.

He kept muttering to himself, blabbering on and on about Obito: "Damn Obito, he dumped me in this godforsaken place..."

It's pitch black all day long, not a single hair in sight! So boring! So utterly boring!

He stood with his hands on his hips, jumping up and down, cursing for a while, then sighed dejectedly, "Wait—is there anyone who's going to talk to me?"

Clearly, the impulsive and unruly Afei was already on the verge of madness, trapped in this empty Divine Might Space, practically playing chess with thin air.

Just as he was grumbling and complaining countless times, a ripple suddenly appeared somewhere in the Divine Might Space.

Immediately afterwards, two figures quietly appeared on a floating rock platform not far away.

The sudden spatial shift made Itachi feel dizzy. He involuntarily swayed his body, trying to steady himself, and looked around warily.

Obito did not bring Itachi directly to Tobi's sight, but instead deliberately chose a high floating rock a hundred meters away from the white figure.

From the edge of the rocky platform, Obito glanced down, pointed at the swaying white creature, and a faint smile played on his lips: "See that?"

Uchiha Itachi steadied himself and looked in the direction Obito was pointing.

In the dark void below, a white creature was seen swaying back and forth on a narrow rock, occasionally jumping around, looking just like a clump of white seaweed that hadn't fully grown.

His appearance is that of a white humanoid, but his body is covered with strange patterns, and the spiral patterns on his face are particularly striking, almost turning his facial features into a vortex-shaped "mask".

Itachi gave a slight indication: This white-haired monster seems to resemble Zetsu in both appearance and aura.

"Is his aura so similar to Jue's?" he murmured to himself, a strange and inquisitive look in his eyes.

Obito nodded upon hearing this: "That's right. He might be able to help you."

Upon hearing this, Itachi frowned, somewhat puzzled.

Judging from his perspective, the white creature below didn't seem to have anything profound about it, much less someone who knew medical ninjutsu.

Even judging from his behavior, that guy seemed rather "stupid" - can you really expect someone like that to cure diseases and save lives?

Just as he was wondering, Obito turned around, his scarlet eye staring directly at Itachi through the hole in his mask, his voice low and serious: "However, before we begin, you have to promise me one thing."

"...Please speak." Itachi hesitated for a moment, then immediately put aside his distracting thoughts and replied seriously.

"It's simple." Obito tilted his head slightly, turning his gaze back to Tobi in the distance, and said slowly, "Help me get some information out of him. I want to know—when and where he first saw me."

Uchiha Itachi was taken aback by Obito's words, not immediately understanding his meaning: "First time—meeting you?"

"That's right, don't worry, this mission is very simple." Obito chuckled. "That guy Tobi is a chatterbox, he talks a lot. With your intelligence, getting information out of him shouldn't be difficult."

Although Itachi had some doubts, he nodded solemnly: "Understood. I will do my best."

Seeing that he agreed, Obito smiled with satisfaction: "Very good. Then—"

His voice suddenly rose, a mocking glint in his eyes, "Prepare for your new life, Itachi!"

Before he could finish speaking, Obito had already strode to the edge of the floating rock beneath his feet, leaned down, feigning anger, and shouted, "Tobi!"

This sudden sound shattered the silence of the other dimension, causing a faint echo to reverberate through the air.

Caught off guard by someone calling his name, the White Zetsu below jolted awake: "Huh?!"

He looked up and around, and when he saw the two figures on the floating rock high above, even his spiral-patterned face widened for a moment: "Obito! You've finally come!"

Ah Fei waved his hands, jumped up and down excitedly, and shouted, "I'm going to be so bored if you don't come soon!"

Obito put on a stern face and roared in feigned anger, "Hmph! Tobi, you dare to talk bad about me behind my back? You're tired of living!"

"Wrong?!" Ah Fei was stunned for a moment, then waved his hands and jumped up and down guiltily, "No, no! I was just saying a few random things, just venting!"

He tilted his head back and grinned apologetically at Obito, pleading, "Hehehe, Obito, don't be angry! I'm so lonely here all by myself."

I just said it offhand, don't take it seriously! Please let me out for some fresh air, please!

As he talked, Afei restlessly jumped around on the rocks, looking both comical and pitiful, chattering incessantly.

Uchiha Itachi, who was standing nearby, was stunned for a moment.

The personality of this White Zetsu clone was completely different from the gloomy and taciturn Black Zetsu—

It was so loud it made people's ears ring.

"Shut up, Tobi!" Obito, annoyed by his noise, suddenly hissed.

The moment he finished speaking, the murderous aura emanating from him sent a shiver down A-Fei's spine.

The white creature shuddered, then immediately crouched down, clutching its head and letting out a mournful sigh: "Oh—"

"Hmph." Obito snorted coldly, looking down at Tobi and slowly saying, "Answer me, do you want to leave this place?"

Ah Fei immediately nodded frantically like a chicken pecking at rice, his attitude incredibly sincere: "Yes! Of course I want to! I dream about it!"

Upon hearing this, Obito suddenly reached out and pulled Itachi Uchiha forward half a step, ordering in a deep voice, "Very well. Then possess him one by one!"

The air seemed to freeze for two seconds.

"—Huh?!" Itachi thought he'd misheard, his eyes widening in disbelief. "What did you make him do?"

Afei was also a little confused, tilting his head and pointing at himself, then at Itachi: "Huh? Possessed—him?"

Obito chuckled softly, seemingly enjoying the two's staring contest.

He crossed his arms and said seriously, "That's right, it's the same method you used to help me escape that time. Haven't you been clamoring to get out? You can do it, but only if you stay on him."

Ah Fei felt relieved for a moment, then let out a cheer: "Wow! Great, I can possess again!"

He danced with excitement, his voice even louder than before, "This time I'm going to really study how people usually..." He suddenly lowered his voice and mysteriously uttered, "They take a dump!"

".—.???"

Upon hearing this earth-shattering statement, Itachi Uchiha's mind went completely blank.

Even Obito was taken aback; this guy was still agonizing over this issue.

Itachi's expression froze visibly, as if he were petrified on the spot: "W-what the hell—"

He completely doubted his own ears.

What utter nonsense is this White Zetsu spouting?!

In that instant, even the composed Itachi Uchiha couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat on his forehead.

He quickly turned his head and looked at Obito in disbelief, a hint of panic and helplessness flashing in his eyes.

Obito couldn't help but chuckle.

Looking at Itachi's shocked and embarrassed expression, he secretly rejoiced: Uchiha Itachi, Uchiha Itachi, you've finally met your match.

This man, who usually remained calm even in the face of a collapsing mountain, now had a nearly broken expression on his face, which was truly rare. "Go, Tobi." Obito coughed lightly, suppressing the smile in his heart, and signaled him to act.

With Obito's approval, Tobi excitedly straightened up: "Hehe, okay!"

The next second, Afei stood still, arms outstretched, and his entire body surface suddenly cracked open along spiral patterns!

"Sizzle!"

A strange, soft sound came, and Afei's original human-shaped body suddenly disintegrated into countless white tendrils like vines, resembling a large bundle of entangled white snakes, writhing and stretching towards the weasel!

This horrifying sight even made Itachi Uchiha somewhat uneasy.

"..—.!!

He instinctively tried to back away, but the hand on his shoulder tightened slightly, pressing him firmly to the spot.

Obito was right behind him, and somehow he had put his arm around his shoulder again, his voice laced with sarcasm: "Don't panic, relax. Don't resist him."

"You might feel a little uncomfortable the first time, but for regaining your health, this little thing is nothing, isn't it?"

As he spoke, Obito paused deliberately, as if remembering Fuyao, and added, "Oh, right, Itachi. To make your chakra fusion smoother, perhaps—taking off your clothes would be better."

"Fu-yi-yi?!" Itachi was struck dumb upon hearing this, almost wondering if he was hallucinating.

Take off your clothes?!

Is this "treatment"?!

For a moment, Itachi Uchiha was both ashamed and shocked, and even forgot to refute.

Even more strangely, the absurd statement of the expert A-Fei popped into his mind—could he really be going to "research" those strange things?!

Just as Itachi was in a state of confusion and caught between a rock and a hard place, those soft, cold, sticky white tentacles had already quietly climbed up his ankles!

"Hiss!"

A chill ran up his skin, causing Itachi to shiver.

Looking down, he saw countless white vines rapidly winding up his legs, and in the blink of an eye, they had coiled around his waist and abdomen, tightly wrapping his body.

At that moment, Itachi felt a chill run down his spine, and he froze on the spot, unable to move forward or backward.

God knows how he could have been so bewitched to believe that Obito had a "solution".

At this moment, only one thought remained in Itachi Uchiha's mind: Is it too late to regret it now?!