YM778.TV Chapter 407: Clone
“You know who I am?”
“I know everything. Almost everything.”
Hagoromo frowned as he felt the same arrogance his mother had because of her clan from this person, and he did not like this.
“Are you from the Osutsuki Clan?”
“No.”
“Any relationship with them?”
“Sir Hagoromo, what is with all these questions?”
“Your presence has disrupted the fate of this planet, so I need to know whether you’re an enemy or not.”
“I’m sure it has,” replied Edward. “All I can say is if you stay out of my way, nothing will happen to this planet. I will leave after getting the things I want.”
“And If I don’t say out of your way?”
“And what do you think you can do in your current state? Pass on your meager power to your reincarnated son? They are nothing but children–but even if they were–I could still crush them like bugs. Why don’t you worry about your mother leaving her seal; it’s a much better way to spend your time.”
“Is something wrong with the seal?” he hurriedly asked. The only reason Hagomoro has not moved on to the afterlife is his worry about his mother’s eventual return.
“Who knows? However, you should know she won’t give up so easily.”
Hagoromo frowned for a while before disappearing; he had many questions and worries about this alien life form. However, his biggest concerns have always been his mother and the Otsutsuki Clan.
Edward watched his departure and did not say much. Usually, he would be more gentle and diplomatic when doing things. But he was not in the mood after his sudden injury. Plus, he was only here for a short period of probably a few months before returning home.
He closed his eyes to focus on his injury.
‘With Rowena’s research, it should not take long to remove the void energy in my body.’ His mana and Aura worked together to suppress the energy and prevent it from wiping him out of existence.
‘The issue is that weird power from whatever attacked me.’ He felt most of the void energy was the thing that contained that mysterious power.
‘The first step is sending an SOS back home so someone can pick me up.’ He began focusing on healing his Mind Space so he could contact Morgana’s central server back and home and ask for help.
A few days later, Tsunade returned.
“Everything is prepared,” she said.
“So soon?”
“Shizune suggested using one of Orochimaru’s abandoned labs and renovating it. So, I took this into account.”
Edward’s mouth twitched as he guessed this woman probably wanted to save as much of the gold as possible so she could use the rest to gamble.
“Well done, Lady Shizune.”
“It’s not a problem,” she responded with a blush.
“Don’t hit on my Shizune.”
“I was just saying my thanks. Anyway, let’s head to the lab. I need someone to carry me.”
“And why would we do that?” asked Tsunade.
“I only have one arm left.”
“Use your godly powers.”
Edward was speechless. He could use Psychic Energy to levitate or do anything since it uses less power than spells. However, he did not want to use his power for useless things unless essential; that’s why he asked them for help.
“Please get me a wheelchair.” Shizune got him a wheelchair and transported him to the newly built lab.
“Excellent,” commented Edward. “Let’s begin. I’ve mastered some basic chakra knowledge in the past few days, but it’s not enough. I will write an outline for the clone I need, and you need to complete the rest.”
Edward wanted a clone perfectly suited for the Chakra System so he could study this system. He took a bunch of scrolls and began to write.
“Molecular Biology, Cell Culture, Embryo Development, Genetic Manipulation, and Somatic Cell Nuclear Transfer,” commented Tsunade with eyes twinkling. “With this knowledge, Medical Ninjutsu can advance by leaps and bounds.”
“So many Ninjas can now be saved, Lady Tsunade.”
“Focus, please.”
“You don’t seem to care about saving lives,” said Tsunade.
“I do care, but your Ninja system is fundamentally flawed. So, it does not matter how many people you save, war and conflict will never stop.”
Not mentioning foreign threats from the stars, but Edward did not say this.
“What do you mean by flawed?”
“You instilled the idea to all ninjas that they were tools or weapons for their village. And what’s the purpose of a weapon? To kill. Then, there is the fact you indoctrinate these ideas in young children and even send them to war. I understand your civilization does not know any better. But there is no world where children as young as 6 year old should be on the battlefield and killing. I cannot fathom the irreparable damage you’ve done to these people.”
Edward could not imagine how many ninjas were now suffering from one or multiple forms of mental disorder because of the things they experienced. Things like PTSD, Depression, and many more.
Tsunade did not know how to respond. She wanted to argue back but thought of Dan and her dead brother. If this world had a dufferent ideology, thry would have survived.
“Does your world has no war?”
“Of course not,” replied Edward. “True peace does not exist, at least, not yet. However, the minimum age requirement to join the army is 30 years old. If we ever reach the point we need to draft younger individuals, it would be 25 years old, 21 years, and 18 at the youngest.
“Alright, let’s not talk about this.”
“Fine. I have a theory on creating the Chakra Pathways, but you must complete it.”
“You really do not use Chakra? So, how can you be so powerful?”
“Different power system. Focus.”
During the next month, Tsunade finished his theory and created the clone Edward wanted. And as he looked at the body in the tank with green liquid, he nodded: “You are more talented than I gave you credit for.”
“Is that supposed to be a compliment?”
“Take it as you wish.” He separated a piece of his soul to enter the clone’s body. As the latter opened its eyes, he immediately broke the glass to leave the nutrient tank.
“Not bad,” commented Edward as he looked at the clone.
“Put some clothes on–don’t you have any shame.”
“You’re a fifty-year-old grandma; there is nothing you have not seen before.”
Bam!
She punched him in the wheelchair, but as always, nothing happened. “Say that again, thousand-year-old monster!”
“I’m young at heart, and that’s all that matters.”
“You!”
“Calm down, Lady Tsunade,” Shizune hurriedly said. She witnessed how easily this man could rile up Lady Tsunade in the past month. However, she did mind since she had never seen her so alive; it was like the pause in her life was finally playing.
Edward smirked before focusing on his clone. The latter sat down and began refining Chakra. Typically, training cannot increase Chakra and mostly rely on genetics. However, he did not have this limit, or so he thought.
“So much Chakra,” commented Shizune.
“It reminded me of my grandfather. No, it’s even more.”
Half an hour later, the clone opened his eyes with some confusion. “I’ve perfectly combined my spiritual energy with my physical energy. So, why do I have a Chakra Limit?”
“The Otsutsuki have to absorb large quantity of mana and the genetic information of a planet to evolve. So, genes might be the answer,” theorized the main body.
“We need more information,” concluded the clone.
“Let’s go test this new system.”
Inside a training room, the clone did a few hand signs.
[Fire Style: Fireball Jutsus]
[Water Style:…]
[Earth Style:…]
[Wind Style:…]
“The hand signs are a way to control Chakra and give them properties similar to chanting and runes for mana,” commented the clone. Then, he continued to practice other Jutsus he stole from that rogue ninja and the basic ones he created.
“You mastered all these Jutsus in one month?” asked Tsunade.
“Why are you surprised?”
“No matter how powerful you are, this is simply ridiculous.”
“You’re looking at this from the wrong perspective. I’ve reached a high level in my power system. So, when I meet others, I simply have to compare them to learn quickly.”
“Even then, that would require a vast amount of knowledge. Furthermore, the ease at which you did this would suggest this is not the first time you’ve done something similar.”
“Have you finally realized how wonderful I am? Handsome, intelligent, powerful, and knowledgeable,” he said with a smile.
“Narcissistic and missing limbs.”
“That’s very ableist of you.”
“I’m just stating my observation.”
“Whatever. You should prepare to leave.”
“Why?” replied Tsunade, upset for some reason.
“Your sensei is about to die.”