At this moment, Orochimaru walked up to two of the nutrient tanks and stopped, raising a hand to point at them as he said, "Inside these are Sasori's parents. We went through quite a lot of trouble to get their bodies. This is also one of the key bargaining chips to bring Chiyo and Sasori over."
"And after this period of careful cultivation, their bodies have basically recovered to a good condition. Now that you're back, you can go ahead and revive them."
After saying that, Orochimaru took two more steps forward, stopping beside another tank as he continued, "The one in this tank is Gaara's mother, Karura."
"These three have all been waiting for you to come back and revive them."
These had all been part of his plan before he left. He hadn't expected Orochimaru to remember everything so clearly.
Sasori was no longer like before, running around in the wind and rain as a bounty ninja.
But the money he made now wasn't any less than before.
The reason for that was simple.
Nowadays, the many advanced machines of all kinds within the Land of Fire were all created by Sasori.
Some machines were cleverly designed to help farmers complete their work more efficiently.
Others became powerful driving forces behind industrial development.
Although at the beginning, when Sasori switched from puppet design to mechanical design, it took him quite a bit of time and effort to adapt, his natural talent quickly showed itself.
Facts proved that whether it was the once astonishing puppet design, or the current innovative and challenging mechanical design, for Sasori, it was all something he could handle with ease.
In just a few short years, Sasori had completely transformed into a renowned master of mechanical design throughout the Land of Fire.
At the same time, his outstanding achievements had brought immeasurable profits to Konoha.
However, deep inside Sasori, there was always a gap he could never cross, that was his parents who had died early.
It could be said that the loss of his parents had always been a shadow hanging over his heart, a knot he could never untie.
If one wanted Sasori to follow Konoha wholeheartedly, without holding anything back, then fulfilling this wish of his was undoubtedly a crucial step.
As for Karura, her deep and unwavering love for Gaara was something no one could match.
She used her entire life to silently protect Gaara, and even after death, she still loved him just the same.
"Should we revive them first, or start Tsunade and the others' experiments first?"
Orochimaru said casually, "We're going to do both anyway. Revive them first. For you, it's easy either way."
Konoha still had a decent stock of the Water of Life, and Karin was by Rengoku's side. It could be said to be very safe.
"Then let's begin!"
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While Rengoku's original body was busy handling various matters, another of his clones silently appeared in front of the Hokage's office in Konoha.
This clone didn't bother with any disguise or concealment. He just walked in openly.
The ANBU guards on duty froze the moment they saw Rengoku, their eyes widening, mouths open wide enough to fit an egg.
Their faces were filled with shock, because the person who had suddenly appeared before them was the Fifth Hokage, Uchiha Rengoku, who had been missing for a full five years.
And at this moment, Rengoku looked no different from five years ago, as if time hadn't left even the slightest mark on him.
Before the ANBU could recover from their shock, Rengoku raised a finger to his lips, signaling them to stay quiet.
They immediately understood. There was clearly something that needed to be kept secret.
Anyone who could work inside the Hokage building wasn't a fool.
So everyone tacitly pretended they hadn't seen anything and continued standing at their posts.
At the same time, one quick-witted ANBU member turned and hurried off to inform the Fourth Hokage, Namikaze Minato.
But Rengoku moved too fast. Before that ANBU had gone far, he had already reached the Hokage's office door, pushed it open, and walked inside.
At that moment, Minato was sitting at the wide Hokage desk, with a neat stack of documents placed in front of him.
He was fully focused, head lowered as he worked through the paperwork, completely unaware of what had happened outside.
Aside from the documents, the rest of the desk was spotless and neatly arranged.
Rengoku stood quietly to the side, silently watching the busy Minato.
He couldn't help recalling the other Hokage. Compared to them, Minato's desk looked especially clean and orderly, unlike the others whose desks were always piled high with mountains of documents.
When it came to diligence, Namikaze Minato could leave the other Hokage far behind.
Then there was Naruto in Boruto's era, who was overwhelmed by endless paperwork every day, so swamped he couldn't even handle reviewing documents properly. That could only mean his ability in governance was indeed lacking.
Sure enough, in less than two minutes, Minato had already finished reviewing the thick stack of documents in front of him. His speed and efficiency were astonishing.
"What did you call me here for today?", Rengoku asked directly.
Minato casually picked up part of the documents and handed them to Rengoku, explaining, "These record matters related to the temples within the Land of Fire."
Rengoku took the documents and looked through them carefully, discovering that it was a detailed statistical report on all the temples within the Land of Fire.
According to the report, there were currently more than three hundred registered temples in the Land of Fire.
At first glance, that number didn't seem particularly large.
But considering that the total population of this world was relatively small to begin with, in comparison, more than three hundred temples was actually quite a lot.
Not only that, but after further understanding, Rengoku also learned that most of the monks in this world were not scholarly monks devoted to study, but rather warrior monks skilled in combat.
Back in the day, these warrior monks relied on protecting nearby villages and, in return, received food to survive, allowing them to continue and gradually develop to this day.
Later, this unwritten rule gradually evolved into a tradition:nOn certain days, villagers would organize themselves and bring fresh food and daily necessities to the temples.
In return, the warrior monks in the temples took on the responsibility of protecting the safety of the surrounding areas.
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