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Chapter 827 Mask

The zombie-like White Zetsu slowly sank into the ground. Jiraiya looked back at the chess piece and glanced at Fugaku with some envy, feeling a little yearning for the kaleidoscope illusion in his heart.

There is no need to form seals, no need to move chakra, just a glare, and the other party will be obedient. This ability is too powerful and too convenient. Think about it, if Jiraiya comes in and out in the future...

"What other obscene things are you thinking about?"

Hearing Tsunade's disgusted taunt, Jiraiya instantly came back to his senses and subconsciously wiped the corners of his mouth.

Looking up, he saw Tsunade holding a tape measure to measure various physical data of Huang Sheng and the others, while looking at him with a mocking look on his face, then he pretended to be calm and straightened his face, and replied calmly:

"I'm thinking about these creatures called Bai Jue...how on earth were they born."

"Oh? Have you figured it out?"

"not yet."

"hehe."

Lei Luo ignored Jiraiya and Tsunade's chat. He led Fugaku to the pile of Iwagakure Anbu. He first used countercurrent to erase memories and repair injuries one by one, then used deceleration to restrain them, and finally pointed.

These prisoners asked:

"Are you sure you can control them all?"

Sixteen people... A look of embarrassment flashed across Fugaku's face. After thinking for a moment, he said truthfully: "It's possible, but the power of the eyes needs time to recover. It will take about a day or two to fully control it."

"How long will the follow-up last?"

"This depends on their mental strength, but it should be more than three days at the shortest. If you want to continue to control it, you need to replenish the illusion energy."

Lei Luo touched his chin and observed thoughtfully for a while. The Yangakure Anbu in front of him made some calculations in his mind, and then said:

"Let's control them all first. The left and right are also elites from Iwagakure. Maybe we can get access to some confidential information."

Hearing the meaning of Lei Luo's words, Fugaku nodded and began to cast kaleidoscope illusions on Iwagakure Anbu one by one. Ten minutes later, when it was the fifth person's turn, he stopped and panted and looked back at Lei Luo:

"Hokage-sama, I can't help it anymore, my eye power has been exhausted a bit too much."

Noticing that Fugaku's kaleidoscope had turned back into black eyes, and there were two traces of blood on his face, Lei Luo didn't say much, raised his hands on his shoulders, and used countercurrent to rewind the time for ten minutes.

"Countercurrent, continue."

Fugaku opened his eyes in a daze, and four words rang in his ears. Since he knew the information about the countercurrent, he quickly realized what was going on. Without asking any more questions, he turned to look at the Iwagakure ANBU.

Seeing that the four people had stood up, standing there in confusion like wooden figures, Fugaku cheered up, turned on the kaleidoscope again, and cast illusions on the remaining Iwagakure ANBU.

Jiraiya chatted with Tsunade for a while, noticed the movement of Lei Luo and Fugaku, and walked over gently, curiously watching the work of this pair, and unknowingly, his expressions became weirder and weirder.

"You...can still play like this?"

Forty minutes passed. Seeing the sixteen Iwagakure Anbu standing up in unison, bowing their heads respectfully to Lei Luo like soldiers waiting for review, Jiraiya couldn't help but feel entangled in his heart, so he complained.

Lei Luo obviously had no intention of answering Jiraiya's question. He glanced with satisfaction - the sixteen Iwagakure Anbu who had successfully become "one of their own". Although their actions were slightly sluggish, they would be tolerated by Iwagakure sooner or later after they returned.

They saw the flaw, but it didn't matter.

After all, these Ziyangakure Anbu are really here to fight. Even if they do have some problems later, the illusion is lifted, and they return to the Iwagakure camp, but...

When the ANBU saw that their and others' memories had been erased, the suspicious eyes of Iwagakure's senior officials would most likely be placed on their original mission target, Toma, or on Toma's pseudonym, Iwagakure Jonin Tsuchikawa.

In this case, whether it is using Tsuchikawa's exposure to lure the snake out of the cave, or using the power of Iwagakure Anbu to quickly collect intelligence, with a time lag, the other two people hiding can always find opportunities to act secretly.

No matter how you calculate it, the advantages outweigh the disadvantages.

"How's it going with you over there?"

Turning his eyes to Tsunade, Lei Luo just asked a question when he saw the other party leave from Huang Sheng and the others. After coming to him, he first looked at him with a focused expression for a moment, as if he was observing something.

After a while, he said calmly:

"Squat down, Lei Luo, I'm going to start working."

"You're too tall, it's hard for me."

Without thinking too much, Lei Luo knelt down and looked up, and happened to see two towering peaks. The slightly loose black robe was squeezed so hard on Tsunade's chest that it almost burst.

Seemingly noticing Lei Luo's gaze, Tsunade twisted her forehead and subconsciously wanted to give him a violent shudder. However, thinking of the conflicts and disputes in the past, she finally suppressed her anger, stretched out her arms roughly, and put a piece of paper into her hands.

The thin mask stuck tightly to the surface of Lei Luo's cheek.

Finally, I patted and pressed again, as if I was adjusting something.

"Okay, you can stand up."

Lei Luo stood up and touched the facial mask on his face, which is the so-called human skin mask. It felt cool and soft, and the feel was somewhat similar to Guanghui's skin.

"What material is this?"

Realizing that Tsunade had arrived in front of Fugaku at some point, repeating the previous process, Lei Luo couldn't help but ask, and received a casual answer from Tsunade:

"I don't know what it is specifically, but the stuff produced by the scientific research institute is indeed very effective."

"Research Institute? Haven't you always disliked that institution? Why do you still use other people's things?"

"Who says I don't like it? I just hate that pervert Orochimaru and his weird research. Besides, Orochimaru didn't invent this thing. Who stipulates that the scientific research institute is equal to Orochimaru?"

Hearing Tsunade's rhetorical questions full of dissatisfaction, Lei Luo nodded thoughtfully, realizing that after so many years of development, countless funds and outstanding talents have been invested in the scientific research institute, and it has long since become a real entity.

A giant organization.

What's more, after the National Ninja Plan was launched, the scientific research institute made an unknown amount of money just by selling third-generation chakra reagents, and obtained many military and civilian research results. It was so easy to come up with things like human skin masks.

It's a piece of cake.

I don’t even know which generation of product this is.

"That's what you said."

Although Tsunade's words had a "really fragrant" feeling, Lei Luo did not mean to be sarcastic. Instead, he said in agreement, then walked towards Huang Sheng and the others, pointed at his cheek with interest, and asked

:

"How does it feel? Is it similar?"

Huangsheng said nothing and looked a little uneasy, while Yingtai and Douzhen glanced back and forth at the black-robed Huangsheng and Iwagakure Huangsheng, and Douzhen couldn't help but sigh:

"Except for the eye color, they're almost identical."

"Eye color..."

As if she heard the chatter between Lei Luo and others, Tsunade, who was arranging Jiraiya, said impatiently: "We will do the eyes later, and I promise to make it look real for you!"

After being disguised with such high-tech materials, Lei Luo's first thought after hearing Tsunade's words was the word "colorful contact lenses".


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