Naruto Dream Fulfillment Master

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Upon hearing this, Obito clicked his tongue in disdain: "Hmph, no need to waste time."

Obito withdrew his gaze from the forest and turned to walk down the mountain: "Let's go check on Itachi first; his condition doesn't seem optimistic."

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Down in the mountain stream.

Uchiha Itachi leaned against a thick tree trunk, his eyes slightly closed as he regulated his breathing.

His face was still pale, but his breathing gradually became more steady.

"How are you feeling, Mr. Qi?"

Kisame put down the water jug ​​in his hand and asked cautiously.

He knew Itachi didn't like others seeing his weakness, but out of concern, he still whispered tentatively.

Itachi shook his head slightly: "It's nothing."

At this moment, Obito and Zetsu arrived.

Obito slowly sized up Uchiha Itachi before him, and after a moment let out a soft sigh: "How pathetic, Itachi."

The voice sounded muffled through the mask, revealing little emotion.

But the hint of disappointment in his words was quite obvious.

Obito wanted Itachi, that's true, but what use could Itachi be in this state?

Obito shook his head: "Can you still continue doing your work?"

Itachi struggled to open his eyes, his dark pupils fixed on the uninvited guest before him.

"You've come... Whether I can continue working depends on you!"

Obito was somewhat puzzled: "Oh? What do you mean?"

Itachi was silent for a moment: "My body became like this because of the Mangekyou Sharingan. If I'm not mistaken, you should be able to fix it!"

Obito was somewhat surprised by Itachi's words: "Your illness... is it because of the Sharingan?"

Obito looked at Itachi Uchiha with a puzzled expression.

He couldn't help but feel a little puzzled.

Are the side effects of the Sharingan really that severe?

How come he didn't feel anything?

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Upon hearing this, Obito frowned slightly, a hint of doubt rising in his heart.

What made Itachi Uchiha so certain that he had a solution?

On the other side, Itachi coughed twice and continued to explain, "The side effects of the Mangekyou Sharingan are quite severe. Just using it caused my eyes to bleed. And this is not unique to me—it is recorded in the ancient documents of the Uchiha clan, warning future generations that abusing the Sharingan will result in backlash."

As Itachi spoke, his dark eyes were still bloodshot, clearly indicating that the backlash from his previous eye power had tormented his eyes.

Upon hearing this, Obito fell silent.

He had previously held an ordinary position within the Uchiha clan, and he was unaware of the authenticity of such clan secrets, so he was unsure of what to do.

But then he thought again, Itachi had no reason to lie to him about something like this.

Kisame Hoshigaki, standing to the side, nodded silently and added in a deep voice, "Itachi wasn't lying. Whether it's 'Tsukuyomi' or 'Amaterasu,' his eyes bleed every time he uses them."

Upon hearing his partner's confirmation, Obito slowly nodded.

Kisame's words are credible; it seems Itachi's illness does indeed stem from the burden of the Sharingan.

At that moment, Itachi Uchiha raised his pale face and looked at Obito, his voice hoarse but earnest: "But your Sharingan... doesn't seem to have such limitations, does it?"

Itachi's certainty was not without basis.

He had long noticed that Obito never experienced bleeding or weakness in his eyes when using his eye techniques.

Take just now as an example. This man appeared out of nowhere and casually used a space-time ninjutsu, but his aura remained steady and powerful, without any sign of dimming or weakening.

Obito was stunned when he heard this.

To be honest, he never felt any burden when using his Sharingan.

He was adept at using his "divine power," making it extremely convenient for both absorbing people and traveling.

Not to mention using it occasionally, even if I use it more than ten times a day, I have never experienced any side effects such as bleeding or vision loss.

"..."

After a brief silence, Itachi suddenly said solemnly, "Of course I'm willing to serve you, but my body..."

He stopped halfway through his sentence and didn't continue.

Obito, however, already understood what he meant.

Itachi Uchiha is willing to offer his loyalty, but only if he can cure Itachi's chronic illness.

Thinking of this, Obito's nonchalant expression faded somewhat, and his eyes became serious.

He lowered his head and pondered, starting to think about the differences between himself and Itachi.

After all, the man's talent and value are beyond question.

If Itachi's body could truly be healed and used for his own purposes, it would be of great benefit to him.

Obito frowned slightly, quickly analyzing his own situation in his mind.

A moment later, a glint flashed in his eyes: It seems... there really is a significant difference!

That's right, half of his body is not made of pure human flesh and blood, but is composed of White Zetsu tissue.

In other words, the biggest difference between him and other Uchiha is that he has the power of White Zetsu fused into his body!

Realizing this, Obito unconsciously clenched his right hand.

Could it be that there is some kind of mysterious reaction between White Zetsu and the Uchiha bloodline that can counteract the side effects of the Mangekyou Sharingan?

As soon as the thought popped into his head, he found himself vaguely agreeing with the hypothesis.

Moreover, he himself was severely injured back then, with half of his body crushed to pieces by rocks, and he only survived thanks to the power of White Zetsu.

If he could save someone from such a desperate situation, what are these mere aftereffects for Itachi Uchiha?

however--

As Obito pondered this, his gaze sharpened slightly. He then looked Itachi up and down again, beginning to consider the practical feasibility of the situation.

Itachi now has all his limbs and internal organs intact, so how can we transplant White Zetsu tissue into him?

Should we just cut him in half and replace him with a White Zetsu body?

But what if doing this doesn't work? Wouldn't it just hasten the end of his life?

As Obito was lost in thought, his gaze toward Itachi inadvertently became somewhat strange, as if he were considering how to "dismember" him.

That glance sent a chill down Itachi's spine, and he involuntarily frowned and hissed, "What do you want to do!"

"Cough." Obito snapped out of his daze, realized his lapse in composure, chuckled dryly, and waved his hand. "Don't be nervous. I've thought of a way that might heal your body."

Upon hearing this, Itachi's tense expression relaxed slightly, and he stared intently at Obito, asking, "What method?"

Obito was about to reply with something chilling like "I'll cut off half of your body," but the words were already on his lips.

Suddenly, a brilliant idea struck him, and a better one took shape in his mind.

This idea is not only much safer than a simple and crude transplant, but it also achieves multiple benefits.

Thinking of this, Obito was secretly overjoyed and almost applauded his own intelligence.

He didn't offer any further explanation, but simply smiled slightly at Itachi, then suddenly stretched out his right hand and grabbed Itachi: "Come with me!"

When Itachi saw Obito suddenly reach out to grab him, his pupils contracted, his body tensed instinctively, and he subconsciously tried to dodge and resist.

He was well aware of Obito's abilities.

Anyone touched by this hand will be immediately sucked into a strange alternate dimension, where their life or death will be out of their control!

Seeing Itachi's sudden wariness, Obito wasn't annoyed at all. His tone even carried a hint of mockery: "Heh, relax. In your current state, do I really need to bother with you?"

Itachi paused for a moment upon hearing this, then immediately relaxed his tense shoulders and back.

Yes, he is now seriously ill. Let alone resisting, his body is probably unable to even move normally.

If Obito really wanted to kill him, why did he bother to say all that to him earlier?

The next moment, Obito grabbed Itachi's shoulder.

Almost simultaneously, the Sharingan covered by the vortex mask suddenly began to spin!

"Om-"

Space twisted and distorted, rippling out like water, and Obito and Itachi's figures were instantly swallowed up, disappearing without a trace from their original spot.

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In the wooded area between the mountain streams, only Kisame and Zetsu remained, staring at each other in bewilderment.

Having witnessed Obito suddenly activate his mysterious eye technique and disappear with Itachi, Kisame couldn't help but click his tongue in amazement, clicking his tongue in admiration as he stroked his fangs, "Tsk... he just took him away like that, truly elusive..."

Black Zetsu frowned and slowly asked, "What is he trying to do?"

Kisame shrugged: "Who knows... Shall we just wait here?"

"That's all we can do." Black Zetsu's face was grim, his eyes filled with even more doubt.

He glanced at Kisame, then looked at the spot where Obito and Itachi had disappeared, and remained silent in thought.

Kisame's face showed hope: "I hope that you can really cure Daiichi-san."

A gentle breeze swept across the mountain stream, rustling the fallen leaves in the forest.

Kisame raised Samehada to scratch the messy hair on his head, then sat down cross-legged and began to close his eyes to rest, feeling utterly bored.

Black Zetsu, meanwhile, disappeared into the shadows of a nearby tree, patiently waiting for Obito's return.

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