MM Racing Chapter 85 Farewell
Chapter 85 Farewell
Chapter 85 Farewell
West Street Warehouse.
Matt Day is packing his luggage.
He looked at the brand-new Chunin vest in his hand, his eyes red and tears streaming down his face.
"Boss! I—I finally—"
He choked up and couldn't speak.
Twenty years.
Countless laughs, countless eye-rolls.
Today, he finally proved himself and gained recognition from the village authorities.
"That's a good thing, Dai."
Sosuke patted his broad shoulder.
"Go. Those newly graduated kids need your passion."
"But—if I leave, who will protect the boss?"
Dai hesitated. He was a man of his word.
"rest assured."
Sosuke pointed to Ryoma Aburame, who was standing at the door like a statue.
"The village has sent me a new expert. An elite from the Aburame clan."
Dai glanced at Longma.
He instinctively sensed the cold aura emanating from the other person, but he didn't say anything.
"Boss, even though I'm not by your side anymore..."
Dai straightened up and bowed to Sosuke.
"But if you're in danger, even if it means breaking the rules, I'll burn my youth and rush to your aid!"
"I believe it."
Dai shouldered his bag and left with Xiao Kai.
They moved to the Chunin dormitory, which was a spacious apartment allocated by the village.
Next up is Kaori.
She stared at the pension notification in her hand, remaining silent for a long time.
This is a huge sum of money. Enough for Xiyan to live on until she comes of age, and she can even save up a dowry.
Moreover, being a full-fledged member of the Dark Division, working in the intelligence department—that was where she used to most want to go.
"Boss————"
Kaori looked up, her eyes filled with complex emotions.
She knew what was going on. This was the village's way of forcing her to leave Sosuke.
"Go, Kaori."
Sosuke sat in a chair, twirling a marble in his hand.
"I will arrange for Chiba to continue treating Yugao."
"The intelligence department is great. The pay is very high."
Kaori bit her lip.
She suddenly knelt down on one knee.
"Boss, I'm at your service whenever you need me."
After saying this, she stood up, bowed deeply, and then turned and left.
The warehouse is empty.
Only Sousuke, Chiba, and Ryoma Aburame remained.
And Hinata Masaru, who was lying in a cubicle unable to move, and Tsubaki, who was taking care of him.
Ryoma Aburame is a very competent assistant.
He was a man of few words. Aside from necessary meals and work, he spent most of his time standing like a statue in the shadows of the warehouse.
His body is his arsenal.
Tens of thousands of parasites hibernate, reproduce, and feed in their burrows under his skin.
Sosuke's left eye could clearly see those tiny chakra dots wriggling densely inside Shiki's body.
"What a strange symbiotic relationship," Sosuke thought to himself.
The Aburame clan sacrifices their bodies as nests to the insects in exchange for their power. In some ways, this is not much different from Jinchūriki, only more dispersed and microscopic.
"Ryoma, help me move this tank of water over there."
Sosuke pointed to a large vat of distilled water.
Ryoma didn't move it. He held up one finger.
hum.
A black cloud of insects flew out from his sleeve, carrying a water vat weighing several hundred kilograms, and moved steadily to the designated location.
This is the power of parasites. They can kill people and do hard labor.
"Thank you. Let me demonstrate the water purification process for you."
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Sosuke began sprinkling silver powder into the water.
In front of Ryoma, he formed several complicated hand seals—these were "Magnetic Release Secret Techniques" that he had made up to fool people.
Then, he controlled the silver powder to spin in the water.
This step is real. But he didn't demonstrate the most crucial aspect: the creation of the nanoscale microporous structure.
Ryoma's eyes, behind his sunglasses, were fixed on the water tank. His insects hovered on the surface, trying to analyze the fluctuations in chakra.
However, the information the insects sent back was very confusing.
Because Sosuke mixed a little bit of eel oil into the water.
Oil can block chakra perception.
"Is this the secret technique?" Ryoma asked.
"Yes."
Sosuke wiped his hands.
"Only I can do this. If it were someone else, the silver powder couldn't be ground this finely."
Ryoma remained silent.
His insects told him that the structure of the silver powder in the water was indeed very special and could not be replicated.
He silently noted it down in his mind, preparing to report it to Mitokado En.
"Chunin Ryoma, aren't you running a lot of bugs all over the room?"
Sosuke suddenly said.
He saw that the parasites were scattered in the corners of the warehouse, in the beams, and in the cracks of the floor.
"This is a necessary precaution."
Longma's voice was completely flat.
"This place has been attacked. To protect you, I must lay down a web of insects. No fluctuation of chakra will escape the insects' senses."
"But as I've said before, I don't like being monitored."
"This is not surveillance, it's protection."
Rigid. Unyielding.
Sosuke didn't argue anymore. He knew that it was pointless to reason with ninjas who carried out missions like machines.
He stood up and walked towards the laboratory.
"Since it's for protection, then so be it. However, this is a sensitive laboratory area involving trade secrets, so insects are prohibited from entering."
"My bugs won't interfere with my work," Ryoma insisted.
"Then let's give it a try."
Sosuke pushed open the laboratory door.
An extremely pungent smell wafted towards us.
It was a high concentration of menthol, mixed with the smell of sulfur and camphor.
This smell is at most a bit pungent to humans, and it can even be refreshing.
But for insects, it's practically a gas chamber.
The parasites that tried to enter the laboratory retreated frantically, as if they had encountered a wall of fire.
Some insects even fell directly from the air, convulsing in pain.
A strong smell of menthol, sulfur, and camphor wafted out from under the door, filling the entire warehouse.
"Cough cough————"
Even Ryoma couldn't help but cough twice.
The smell is so strong. It's like having a handful of wasabi stuffed up your nostrils.
Ryoma walked up to Sousuke.
"Takaya Jonin. What does that mean?"
"Hygiene management".
Sosuke held a handkerchief in his hand, covering his mouth and nose, looking completely calm.
"Ryoma-kun, you have to understand."
"The purified water we produce is for the wounded. What we just did was a demonstration, it's not important. What we're doing now is delivering the product to the front lines. Hygiene standards are our top priority."
"Your bug—forgive my bluntness, but it carries far too many bacteria and dust."
"To ensure the purity of the product, I had my assistant perform a thorough disinfection."
"The laboratory is a sterile area. From now on, no living thing—including your insect—is allowed to enter except for me and Chiba."
"This is medical practice."
The reasoning is impeccable.
Ryoma Aburame remained silent.
He couldn't refute it. After all, his official task was to assist in production, not to cause sabotage.
He cannot bear the responsibility if the medicine is contaminated by insects, leading to infections among wounded soldiers on the front lines.
"Understood."
Longma took a step back. The swarm of insects retreated beneath his trench coat.
"I will keep them out of the core area."
Thank you for your cooperation.
Sosuke smiled and closed the heavy wooden door to the laboratory.
"Well done, Chiba."
"Mr. Sosuke, this is just a temporary measure."
Chiba took off her mask, her face turning bright red.
"This concentration of insect repellent is slightly toxic to humans. Besides, Ryoma isn't stupid; he'll become suspicious after a while."
"As long as he can't get in, suspicion doesn't matter."
Sosuke watched the liquid natural energy being separated on the experimental table.
This is a secret that must never be discovered.
"However, the environment here is really terrible."
Sosuke looked around.
After being attacked by Hiruko, a corner of the roof of the warehouse collapsed. Although it has been repaired, it is still drafty.
There were still scorch marks on the walls from the lightning release, and the ground was pitted and uneven.
Originally, this was just a temporary outpost.
Now, with his elevated status and improved experimental precision, this dilapidated warehouse no longer meets his needs.
"It's time to go somewhere else."
Sosuke made a decision.
"Let's find a bigger, more secluded place."
"Furthermore, the living area and the experimental area must be completely separated."
He needs a fortress.
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