Poisons!
Antidotes!
Upon hearing these words, Araki's eyes instantly lit up. These were truly amazing things!
In his mind, poisons had a higher priority than medical ninjutsu. Many people could use medical ninjutsu, but true masters of poisons were few and far between.
If he could prepare a sufficient amount of potent poisons...
It would be a perfect tool for assassination and treachery!
This was the most valuable thing Tsunade-sensei had to offer!
Techniques like the "Ninja Art Creation Rebirth — Strength of a Hundred Technique" that focused on direct confrontations and constantly regenerated the body's cells through chakra, fighting the enemy in a near-suicidal manner, didn't interest Araki that much.
Unless there was a probability of success exceeding 99%, Araki wouldn't engage in direct combat.
Araki wasn't a one-track-minded person.
If he found himself unable to defeat the opponent...
He would choose to run away!
However, with these uniquely effective poisons, he would have many more options when facing enemies in the future.
"Thank you, Tsunade-sensei!"
Araki immediately bowed deeply to Tsunade, expressing his heartfelt gratitude. Deep down, he knew that Tsunade didn't necessarily have to bring out this manuscript. It was evident that Tsunade had high hopes for him.
"Araki, don't get too excited. Learning this medical knowledge isn't easy. You'll need to put in a lot of hard work. If your learning progress is too slow, my methods can be quite severe!"
Tsunade said coldly.
As she spoke, her voice rose and fell, and her body moved with the fluctuations.
This spectacle made Araki slightly mesmerized.
He couldn't be blamed for it!
Who could withstand such pressure?
"Um, you understand the difficulty of studying medicine, so it's fine. Take a three-minute break, and then we'll start the class."
Tsunade didn't think much of it. She assumed that Araki's silence was due to her stern words and didn't expect him to think much about it.
If this disciple had already graduated from the ninja school, she would have been a bit more considerate. After all, they would have grown up by then.
But Araki was clearly still young!
What would a child understand?
Might as well let him be comfortable.
She didn't consciously pay attention to these details.
"Okay, got it."
Araki nodded and couldn't help but swallow his saliva. Right now, he only felt that everything was so difficult. Learning medicine was already a challenging task, and on top of that, there were constant distractions coming his way.
...
After three minutes.
Tsunade's class began.
Araki put away his distractions and started listening attentively. He noticed that Tsunade, who appeared carefree, was extremely meticulous when explaining medical techniques. She started from the basics, patiently guiding him without any signs of impatience.
Gradually.
Araki felt himself immersed in the ocean of knowledge.
Having been an ordinary person in the past, he had never been exposed to medical knowledge and was completely unfamiliar with these theories. During the learning process, he didn't dare to be lazy.
Time passed minute by minute.
Even Araki lost track of how long he had been studying in such a state. He only felt his head growing heavy as the learning deepened.
Click!
Suddenly, the sound of the door lock echoed, and the door opened. Tsunade's younger brother, Nawaki, entered the room.
"I'm back."
Nawaki muttered half-heartedly, then began changing his shoes at the entrance. He looked completely disheveled, as if he hadn't slept well and had lost his usual enthusiasm.
"The formalities have been completed."
Nawaki reported to Tsunade. He felt extremely helpless inside. He had officially become a member of the medical class now, but before starting his internship at Konoha Hospital, he had to study under Tsunade. This allowed him one year of free time.
During this period, he didn't have to go on missions, avoiding the risks of sacrifice. It was a compromise with fate.
This situation filled Nawaki with a strong sense of frustration. He believed that the main reason he was so passive was his own lack of strength.
If he had a little more power.
Perhaps he could face danger with more composure.
"Nawaki, come and attend the class."
Tsunade's tone was cold, but there was a hint of gentleness meant for her brother, while the coldness and seriousness were directed towards the field of medicine.
"Yes..."
Nawaki nodded listlessly. He didn't like medical ninjutsu, and he didn't want to learn it either. The feeling of doing something he didn't like was simply terrible.
Nawaki walked over to the large dining table and sat directly next to Araki. They did have a study in their house filled with medical books, but the table there was too small and not suitable for Tsunade's classes.
After Nawaki sat down, his eyes still had a vacant look, resembling someone who had just experienced heartbreak.
"Araki, can you check if Nawaki's danger has been lifted?"
Tsunade immediately looked at Araki, her eyes filled with tension. Nawaki was her only brother, and she would go to any lengths to protect him.
She had had several nightmares last night.
All about Nawaki's death.
She didn't want to wait until the moment Nawaki died to regret it. By then, it would be too late for anything.
"Yes!"
Araki was waiting for this moment, and he had already prepared his speech. After all, Nawaki was now his long-term "battery charger," and he couldn't let him run away.
In an instant.
Araki reached out to touch the First Hokage's necklace.
Hum!
The moment Araki's fingers touched the First Hokage's necklace, he once again felt that connection of chakra.
Green chakra energy surged rapidly into Araki's body, flowing through his chakra pathways, encircling him. After circling around, it accumulated in his heart.
This process suddenly brought a strange thought to Araki's mind.
As if his heart was a battery, and the chakra crystal on the First Hokage's necklace was the power source. When his hand touched
the chakra crystal, the charging process began.
He just didn't know how long it would take to fully charge.
Now that he had the opportunity to touch it a little longer, he would do so. After all, neither Tsunade nor Nawaki knew what he was seeing.
With that in mind...
Araki slowly closed his eyes, as if he was immersed in this state, with the green aura constantly emanating from the chakra crystal reflecting on his face, giving the appearance of a soul connecting with the pure land.
For a while.
Tsunade and Nawaki's gazes were both focused on Araki.
Neither of them said a word.
They didn't want to disturb Araki.
Their hearts were filled with nervousness and anticipation.