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Tobirama Senju's chakra was naturally powerful—its high energy density brought a sense of abundant quality that exceeded Yūshin's imagination as an ordinary person.
The strongest enemy Yūshin had previously encountered was that unfortunate Tsugawa pursuit squad captain who met assassination. That jōnin's chakra had left a deep impression on him, however...
Though it sounds harsh, comparing people kills, comparing goods makes you want to throw them away.
To describe it simply: if ordinary shinobi chakra was like regular beer, then the "high-quality" chakra Yūshin imagined should at least reach Erguotou level. But Tobirama Senju's chakra? That wasn't even alcoholic anymore—it was solid alcohol.
If the second brother was already this strong, it was truly unimaginable what level the elder brother could reach.
Incidentally, applying this rather specialized evaluation system, Yūshin's current chakra was equivalent to Erguotou—progressing from 30-proof to 70-proof, from Erguotou to Yiguotou, was his pursuit goal.
Though Tobirama Senju's chakra was excellent, one couldn't be greedy. Yūshin merely experienced what future powerhouse chakra felt like—nothing more.
After all, he couldn't truly claim others' chakra as his own—this was impossible. Tobirama Senju wasn't White Zetsu. Since he could only borrow it, Yūshin naturally had no prejudices.
As for continuously controlling Tobirama Senju—that was overthinking things.
In fact, by now Yūshin had realized a very important fact: what he could use wasn't the complete version of the Spore Technique.
When White Zetsu used the Spore Technique, he could silently implant spores into target shinobi beforehand, remotely and timely controlling spore growth timing—meaning White Zetsu could strip target shinobi of chakra at the most appropriate moment, achieving lethal strike effects.
In White Zetsu's hands, the Spore Technique was both flexible and deadly.
But in Yūshin's hands? He could only use the Spore Technique when in direct contact with targets.
Strictly speaking, the Spore Technique in his case was merely chakra absorption and distribution jutsu. He could only absorb pure chakra, unable to absorb ninjutsu or elemental techniques, thus lacking defensive capabilities.
The reason for this deficiency probably lay in Yūshin not being genuine, pure White Zetsu—his human aspects prevented some White Zetsu abilities from manifesting... Yūshin couldn't split like White Zetsu, couldn't produce spores, so how could he possibly utilize spores for remote parasitism and control?
Precisely because of this, Yūshin didn't feel depressed about this ability losing considerable power—instead, he gained psychological comfort... This proved he was different from White Zetsu, essentially human rather than White Zetsu.
Regardless, this was good news.
...
After awakening, Tobirama Senju maintained basic shinobi vigilance but no longer intended to fight, because when he was powerless to resist, the person before him hadn't harmed him—instead providing timely treatment.
As for why he lost resistance ability? Don't ask, don't inquire.
"Please allow me to reiterate—there's a misunderstanding between us. Whoever you're seeking isn't in our camp."
Yūshin spoke while sitting on a nearby wooden stump.
This time Tobirama Senju didn't refute or remain stubborn, merely nodding lightly.
Not that he believed Yūshin's words, but continuing to argue was meaningless now. Even if his pursued target had once hidden in this camp, they'd definitely escaped while he was unconscious.
"How long was I unconscious?" Tobirama Senju asked.
"About ten-plus hours," Yūshin said, simultaneously placing his back-carried scroll before Tobirama Senju. "Given yesterday's blood loss situation, still insisting on intense combat—losing consciousness was perfectly normal."
Tobirama Senju nodded again.
He naturally knew he hadn't fainted from blood loss—he'd clearly fainted from chakra extraction. However, he was mature enough to know some things needn't be exposed... If you don't mention it and I don't mention it, then previous unpleasantness could be treated as never happening, avoiding mutual embarrassment.
Tobirama Senju wouldn't mention chakra extraction; Yūshin wouldn't bring up the opponent's forceful camp intrusion and unreasonable demands.
"I'm called Yūshin—may I ask your name?"
"Tobirama Senju."
Exchanging names, both sides were now mutually acquainted.
"Well then, Tobirama, I'd like to ask a favor."
Yūshin seemed quite familiar, unrolling that supply scroll to reveal the sealing formula inside.
"I want to extract supplies sealed in this scroll, but can't read this specialized sealing formula."
When executing the robbery, Yūshin hadn't thought much—his action policy was simply grab and run. But after bringing the scroll back, he discovered he couldn't remove the seal.
Tobirama Senju merely glanced once, saying: "This scroll's sealing formula isn't complex—inside are probably just ordinary supplies. I know how to break the seal, but... I need to know how this scroll came about, what relationship you or your people have with the Sarutobi Clan."
This was indeed just a general supply transport scroll—its formula wasn't complex for knowledgeable people.
Tobirama Senju came from "scholarly family traditions"—major clans with long historical inheritance were naturally familiar with various sealing formulas. Moreover, their Senju Clan had close connections with the Sarutobi Clan; Tobirama Senju had previously seen and even used Sarutobi Clan supply scrolls.
"We have no relationship with the Sarutobi Clan—I picked up this scroll on the battlefield." To increase credibility, Yūshin added more specific information: "The battling sides were the Sarutobi Clan and Ishikawa Clan..."
Tobirama Senju cast a suspicious look. Picked up? More like opportunistically looted in the chaos.
An ordinary scroll wouldn't damage Sarutobi Clan core interests. Plus Tobirama Senju understood most small clans' and wandering shinobi survival methods, so he decided to help with this small favor.
Just as Yūshin wouldn't harm the powerless him, Yūshin wouldn't kill Sarutobi Clan shinobi either—major clan attention was quite deadly... Fine, let's consider this scroll as Yūshin picking it up.
Tobirama Senju laboriously raised both hands, slowly formed seals, then slapped the scroll's sealing formula.
With a poof, the space seal released—large quantities of supplies appeared before Yūshin.
He was delighted.
He conducted inspection.
His smile disappeared.
In just minutes, Yūshin's emotions underwent classic three-stage changes, because the scroll's sealed supplies didn't match his expectations.
There was grain, but only three packages—at most 300 kilograms, barely enough to resolve the camp's urgent needs.
Additionally: over twenty ninja tool pouches, one medicine box, and...
Fifty-plus baskets of tea leaves.
Invisibly, Yūshin's resentment toward the Sarutobi Clan began rapidly growing.
So much tea—were they supposed to eat it as food?
Were you going to war or having tea?
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