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The scientist was disheartened but powerless. He could only take his cane and limp away in the opposite direction from the village, laughing as he went, until he collapsed in a cave with a high fever.

He would have frozen to death there...

Ada paused, a glimmer of hope appearing in his eyes, and continued thinking.

A woman came into the cave and found him. She was a woman dressed in a ninja uniform, soaking wet. She was carrying out a mission assigned to her by the village. As night deepened and the rain poured down, she was looking for a place to rest and sleep when she unexpectedly discovered the scientist in the cave.

Looking at the pale-faced scientist, the woman felt a pang of pity. She ran out and found some herbs for him, fed them to him, and covered him with her thick clothes.

When dawn broke the next day, the scientist woke up and smiled as he looked at the hopeful sun outside the cave. His high fever subsided, and a female ninja with a gentle smile appeared beside him.

He went back to the village with her, and he told her about his dreams. She was happy to listen to him. The girl said that she once dreamed of becoming a great writer. She wanted to write books to denounce the damned ninja war, and her ideal was world peace.

However, due to her family's poor financial situation, she was forced to be sent to a ninja academy to become a ninja, performing missions to earn money in order to barely support herself.

The scientist understood the girl's wish and promised her that his dream would be to help her achieve her dream.

The girl was very happy. She took him home and helped him complete his scientific research dream by carrying out tasks every day. The girl believed that he would succeed, and then neither of them would have to struggle for a living and could live a peaceful and tranquil life.

When the scientist's research achieved another explosive growth, the girl came to congratulate him. The scientist seized the opportunity to confess his feelings to her. He had prepared for this day for a long, long time, and he tidied himself up from his previous slovenly appearance, transforming himself into a handsome man.

The girl was overjoyed and agreed to his proposal, entrusting her life to him. Time flew by, and the two had a lovely little daughter. The girl went out on a mission, while the scientist sold some practical scientific research supplies at home to supplement their income. The two worked together to raise their daughter.

Another day of torrential rain. The scientist held the sleeping girl in his arms, looking worriedly outside. The girl had said she would come back tonight.

Before the girl returned, he received devastating news: several ninjas knocked on his door and informed him that the girl had died in the line of duty.

A clap of thunder flashed, and the sound of rain pattering against the door made him cry helplessly as he accepted her belongings from the ninjas. He too now bore a responsibility: to raise his daughter alone.

He gradually changed his bad habits. He used to be so engrossed in scientific research that he couldn't even take care of himself. His wife always thoughtfully prepared meals and washed his clothes for him. But now he can't continue to be so decadent. He must take good care of his daughter for the sake of the best girl in his heart.

At first, he was very busy and clumsy, always running around. Sometimes, he was so engrossed in his research that he forgot to cook for his daughter, only to panic when she started crying. Gradually, he became more and more attentive. Looking at his daughter, who was well-fed and sound asleep, he said gently:

"Xiao Feng, I think I've found something more important than scientific research, something I'll dedicate my life to..."

Under his meticulous care, his daughter grew up slowly. Under her father's protection, she never suffered any grievances or harm. Looking at his lovely daughter, the scientist thought of the girl who sheltered him when he was lost and dejected.

"My little one," he said to his daughter, "do you miss your mother?"

"Who is Mom?" the daughter asked, puzzled.

A hint of regret appeared in the scientist's eyes, and a ridiculous yet beautiful idea suddenly ignited in his heart. His heart was set ablaze at that moment, and he threw himself back into the scientific research he had once loved most.

He studied day and night until his hair turned gray again and his chin was covered with a scruffy beard. His daughter loved watching him work hard. When she was only a few years old, she was hungry but didn't want to bother him. She gradually learned from her father and started cooking for herself, and even... started cooking for her father who was working so hard on his research.

It was all because of what my father said—I will bring my mother back.

It was an extremely difficult period of research. He poured everything into it, racking his brains, and sometimes couldn't sleep all night thinking about a single idea.

But he didn't feel it was hard work. His daughter was becoming more and more sensible, which made him very happy. He thought of that girl again, and tears welled up in his eyes.

Now that his daughter is growing up, the scientist father should consider finding her a school to attend.

He ultimately decided to send his daughter to the ninja school she had previously attended, believing it was a form of inheritance and that his daughter would surely grow into a strong girl like her mother.

Once he arrived at the ninja academy, he could relax a bit and get back to work until nightfall when he would pick up his daughter and take her home.

As the days went by, the scientist felt he had the ability to create an artificial body for a girl. Overjoyed, he ran to his daughter's school to see her there.

What he saw stunned him. His daughter was listless and sickly, slumped over the table, while the two ninja teachers standing in front of her were chatting and laughing.

The scientist burst through the door and hugged his daughter tightly; two teachers rushed over to help.

"Your daughter is driving us crazy, we don't know what to do..."

"Get out of the way!" the scientist exclaimed angrily. How could he not know that the teachers were just afraid that he, an unemployed "idle man," would not be able to repay the medical expenses they had paid upfront?

The scientist carried his daughter on his back and rushed her to the hospital.

"Do you know, Xiaoda, my research has achieved a breakthrough." The scientist couldn't say it aloud; his daughter, nestled against his strong, warm back, quietly fell asleep.

"You absolutely can't get hurt, or everything I have will collapse." The scientist, his eyes filled with anxiety, handed his daughter over to the doctor and sent her to the emergency room.

Time ticked by, and the scientist paced back and forth in the brightly lit corridor, feeling restless. Soon it was late at night, and the corridor lights began to flicker, making him even more irritable. He felt that the hospital corridor lights were anything but warm and welcoming.

The doctors finally came out and brought the scientist bad news: his daughter had contracted a serious, currently incurable disease that the scientific community could not yet explain.

The scientist felt as if the sky had collapsed, with scattered stars swirling before his eyes, and the world around him began to spin—he fainted.

Upon waking up, he took his daughter back home, but the home was no longer as warm as it had been before. The scientist was filled with anxiety and his smile disappeared. His obedient daughter kept crying and asking if she was going to die.

The scientist gently stroked his daughter's head, his voice hoarse, "Xiao Da will be alright..."

The scientist temporarily halted his research on the daughter's mother and the artificial body, and began studying the daughter's ailments. The father and daughter had no money for hospitalization, so the scientist kept the daughter with him at all times. Fortunately, during this period, the daughter did not experience any other symptoms except for occasional high fevers.

Sometimes, when the daughter wakes up in the middle of the night, she always sees her father's tired back sitting at his workbench. She always sheds a few tears quietly until the scientist notices her sobbing and holds her to lull her back to sleep.

At this point, Ada noticed that Lingyu, who was sitting next to her, started to sob.

"The little girl is so pitiful, the scientist is so pitiful." Lingyu's face was full of pity, her light green pupils were delicate and tearful.

Yoriichi stood silently outside the door, not uttering a sound. Deidara and Karin behind him were also slightly affected by the story. Deidara had a somber face, while Karin quietly raised her wrist and slowly wiped away her tears.

Both of them tried their best to remain silent, since the three of them were still in the infiltration phase.

Yoriichi gently patted the two of them on the shoulder, drew his Kusanagi sword from his waist, and was already preparing to rush in, unable to wait for the story to end.

Deidara and Karin's eyes tensed again, but at that moment, Ada's magnetic voice rang out once more.

Chapter 66 Scientists (Part 2)

Ada's magnetic voice made Yoriichi stop what he was doing. As if to calm Yoriichi down, Ada began to tell the story again.

Lingyu wiped away her tears and listened attentively again. Yoriichi's expression hardened slightly. He put the Kusanagi sword back into its sheath. He was also somewhat interested in hearing the story. He had a feeling that there must be some clue in the story that would be useful to him.

Because in the original work, artificial humans do exist. So who would create artificial humans? This invention, which could overturn the ninja world's order, could it change the future of the war, or become a pawn in the war?

Yoriichi was very curious. If such a person really existed, he would try his best to recruit him into his team. The dream the girl spoke of was indeed an ideal society, but it required the support of power, and Yoriichi just happened to possess such power, or rather, the potential to possess such power.

The girl and the scientist's ideals perfectly align with Yoriichi's dream society.

Yoriichi decided to continue listening, crossing his arms over his chest and adopting a serious listening posture. Deidara and Karin behind him breathed a sigh of relief upon seeing this. The two of them didn't think too much about it; they simply wanted to hear the story to the end.

"The scientists went to great lengths, consulting numerous resources, and finally found a sliver of hope for our daughter's survival..." Ada took a deep breath, her wrinkles smoothing out.

Deidara and Karin breathed a deep sigh of relief, as if to express their relief. Undoubtedly, their emotions were now tied to the fate of the scientist's daughter.

Lingyu looked serious, eagerly anticipating what would happen next. She was like a child listening to a story, full of interest in how the story would unfold.

Yuan remained expressionless; his focus was elsewhere.

“In ancient texts, there is a record of a mysterious region, a region called the Wet Bone Forest!” Ada’s voice deepened, her magnetic voice carrying a special cadence.

"Ah!" Lingyu was taken aback. She was very familiar with the Wet Bone Forest, as she herself had undergone cultivation of immortal techniques from it.

"The slug sage of Shikkotsu Forest can heal everything and grant humans a kind of magic that allows them to heal themselves indefinitely," Ada said.

The scientist was overjoyed. He looked up and saw a bright, starry night. He gazed tenderly at his sleeping daughter on the bed and forced a weary smile.

Determined not to delay any longer, the scientist prepared the necessary items for the journey, shouldered the bamboo basket he would use to carry his daughter, and set off.

For him, this was an opportunity... an opportunity that had no other cure for his daughter, and he would never give it up.

The scientist gently picked up his daughter, placed her in a bamboo basket that had already been covered with sheets and blankets, and then used his legs to carry the basket on his back.

He left the home that had once brought him endless warmth, the home of the girl he deeply loved.

As the stars and moon changed and night alternated, the scientist, with his daughter, climbed high mountains, crossed streams, and traversed countless twists and turns, finally arriving at the country where the slug immortals, as recorded in ancient books, once existed.

Although ancient books record the possible location of the Slug Sage, those records are from a hundred years ago. The current Slug Sage has long since hidden himself away from the chaotic world of human ninjas.

The scientist had no other choice but to begin visiting various places to seek information about the Slug Fairy.

Persistence pays off, and his progress was very smooth. The residents really told the scientist everything they knew.

But her daughter's condition worsened, and she tossed and turned in the retractable tent she carried with her every day, unable to sleep due to the pain.

"We can't delay any longer!" A sense of conviction rose in the scientist's heart; for his daughter's sake, he had to find the Slug Fairy as soon as possible.

He lay by his bedside every day praying to the gods, if there really are gods...

As the sun rose in the east and set in the west, scientists circled the locations provided by the residents for a long time, but they still could not find the Wet Bone Forest where the Slug Fairies lived.

Just when he was at his wit's end, a ray of blazing sun shone on his face, and his body felt as hot as if it were encased in a furnace. When he came to his senses, the scientist found himself in a damp and dark forest. Several small blue-white slugs emerged from around him, chewing on tender leaves and looking at the scientist with a puzzled expression.

The scientist was thrilled and ran into the depths of the dense forest—ancient records say that the Slug Immortal lived in the deepest part of the Wet Bone Forest.

He met the tall and strong Slug Immortal and asked him to save his daughter.

The slug fairy stared at the little girl behind the scientist and shook his head slightly.

To save the little girl, she needs to have the ability to withstand the magic of the Wet Bone Forest, and this ability requires her to first possess a Celestial Body.

"A celestial body?" The scientist was frantic. Where could he find a celestial body for his daughter?

He kept praying to the Slug Fairy, who felt sorry for him and, unable to bear seeing the scientist's misery, banished him from Wet Bone Forest.

"Once you find the immortal body, I will save her!"

The scientist was pale and stiff. He picked up his daughter again, whose face was now as red as a ripe apple. She had another high fever.

A light rain began to fall from the sky, starting as just a few drops, but gradually turning into a heavier drizzle.

The scientist covered his daughter in a bamboo basket, picked up his bag again, unwilling to give up his last hope. But where should they look for the immortal body?

The scientist's hair turned snow-white with worry, raindrops soaked his shoulders, and his tears were drowned in the rain.

Suddenly, the daughter poked her head out of the basket on her back, wrapped her arms around her father, and looked pained.

"Why did Xiaoda come out?" The scientist forced a smile, his stiff hands gently stroking his daughter's head, but he felt a chilling coldness.

The rain poured down like a bucket, followed by a thunderclap, and the sky darkened as if it would swallow the world.

The scientists had no choice but to take their daughter to a nearby cave where she could escape the rain, and then took out a quilt from their basket and wrapped her up tightly.

He held his daughter in his arms, his eyes bloodshot as he stared at the torrential rain outside. His daughter's voice was weak as she suddenly asked a question.

"Dad, do you like thunderstorms?"

The raindrops pattered around him, and the scientist noticed something was wrong with his daughter. In fact, just moments before, from the moment he touched her head, he had realized that her condition had worsened.

In order to treat his daughter's illness, he studied a lot of medical knowledge. If he thought about it rationally, he already knew that his daughter's condition was incurable.

A scientist shed a tear of sorrow; surely the medical knowledge must be wrong!

"God, save her." The scientist's face was pale, revealing a hollow despair.