“Jiraiya? Is it really you?”
Looking at the bald man in front of her, Tsunade covered her mouth and chuckled.
At this moment, Jiraiya was dressed in a golden thread robe, with diamond rings on all ten fingers, and a thick and long gold necklace with a dog’s head pendant hanging around his neck, typical of the nouveau riche style.
If it weren’t for Tsunade calling out his name, she probably wouldn’t have recognized him.
“Ah~ Long time no see.”
Jiraiya touched his shiny bald head, the rings on his hand refracting dazzling light.
“Has your new book been selling well recently?”
Seeing Jiraiya’s appearance, Tsunade couldn’t help but speculate.
“No! No! I failed in my gathering recently… cough… Anyway, all the wealth I have now is earned through gambling.”
Jiraiya exaggeratedly laughed twice, with a pretentious attitude.
“Ah…”
Tsunade sighed, covering her forehead, “You’re still the same when you lie, no progress at all.”
Jiraiya was stunned.
This was different from the plan!
Why wasn’t she following the script?
In the original plan, Tsunade would ask him about gambling techniques, and then Jiraiya would tell her about the existence of the main god, reward points, and redemption lists.
But the first step of the plan failed! The subsequent operational plans were stillborn, completely aborted!
A drop of cold sweat slid down his cheek, and Jiraiya felt his throat dry.
Considering how much Orochimaru valued this mission, if the mission really failed, he might end up being turned into snake soup…
“Are you nervous?”
Tsunade raised an eyebrow, her eyes widened, “This time is probably not just a coincidence… What exactly do you want to do? Speak!”
With a word, authority emerged.
Jiraiya subconsciously shook his head vigorously.
When he came to his senses, he realized that his actions had already exposed a lot.
“… Aren’t you curious why I can earn money through gambling? I have special gambling techniques, said to be a secret technique passed down by a high-ranking gambling god…”
Jiraiya’s tone was dry, following the script, trying to proceed forcibly.
However, Tsunade had walked more paths than his script, not buying into this trick at all.
With a wave of her hand, her dark green kimono fluttered in the wind, and a “gamble” character swayed behind her, Tsunade coldly sneered, appearing very majestic, like a noble figure.
In the tone of a seasoned driver, she said with emphasis, “Gambling relies on luck and intelligence. I don’t have luck, and you, have neither… Can you really get rich through gambling? Orochimaru becoming Hokage is more reliable than this!”
“Moreover, there has never been a gambling god with the last name ‘Gao’ in history.”
Not to mention Orochimaru, just mentioning this name made Jiraiya break out in cold sweat.
“I’m serious! The gambling god Gao Jin has never lost a bet in his life, with unparalleled gambling skills! If you don’t like him, there’s also the gambling saint, Zhou Xingxing, who is also very powerful, but he seems to rely on bloodline limits to cheat and win…”
A cold male voice from upstairs interrupted Jiraiya’s words.
“So you used all the reward points you borrowed from me on this?”
Jiraiya opened his mouth, but it took him a long time to come up with a reason for his recklessness, “Researching these alternate timeline recordings for writing material, I actually prefer cavalry and JD.com hot…”
“What you do with them is none of my concern.” The male voice, as icy as a venomous tongue, sounded again.
Hearing this voice, Tsunade instantly felt a chill run down her spine, cold sweat breaking out all over her body, and her almond eyes filled with solemnity.
She wouldn’t mishear it!
Even if the owner of this voice turned into ashes, she would still recognize him!
“Orochimaru!”
Tsunade gritted her teeth, a hint of abnormal flush appearing on her face, her heart surging, seemingly reminded of something unpleasant.
She stared at the seemingly obedient Jiraiya beside her, with an indescribable disappointment in her tone, “Are you now associating with Orochimaru? Are you planning to betray Konoha?”
Perhaps stung by the other party’s words, Jiraiya finally returned to normal.
His face became serious, and he looked directly into Tsunade’s eyes, speaking earnestly, “I will never betray Konoha, the will of fire will always burn in my heart! In fact, Orochimaru has not truly betrayed Konoha! He has not done anything harmful to the village. The reason he left Konoha back then was also justified.”
Hearing this, Tsunade’s tense nerves relaxed slightly. It’s not that she believed Jiraiya’s description of Orochimaru, but she was moved by his sincerity.
In Tsunade’s view, Jiraiya, the good-for-nothing pervert, might have been deceived by Orochimaru’s words and didn’t have any malicious intentions towards her.
On the second floor, a slender young man in a white coat showed half of his body.
The snake-like pupils stared at Tsunade, and a fake smile hung on his face, “Come up and sit… or are you too scared to come up? The princess of the Senju clan, has she fallen to such a level?”
A typical provocation, but Tsunade fell for it.
Despite often pretending to be carefree to evade gambling debts, having a bit of heartlessness and shamelessness, deep down, she still attached great importance to the honor represented by the “Senju” name.
“Not afraid of you?!”
Leaving the worried Shizune behind, Tsunade grabbed Jiraiya’s gold chain and rushed towards the second floor.
…
Watching the arrival of the fat sheep gambler and the lecherous bald fool in the VIP room, Orochimaru covered half of his face, his tone slightly weary, “Tea, milk, coffee, cigarettes, everything is here, help yourself.”
The plan was formulated perfectly, but the executor went astray. If Orochimaru had read xianxia novels, he might be sighing now, “The power of gods is beyond human reach.”
Although they were in the gambling den, the atmosphere was different now. Just a raise of the eyebrow from the fat sheep sent shivers down people’s spines, “What’s the matter, just say it! Don’t waste time!”
“Wasting time is equivalent to murder. We have similar ideas.”
Supporting his chin with one hand, Orochimaru gave Tsunade an approving look, “Jiraiya and I have joined a mysterious organization, currently serving the main god. Now we hope to pull you in and recreate the glory of the Three Sannin. Find the Book Garden.”
How much truth was in these words remains to be seen, but at least his true intentions were expressed.
Tsunade was, after all, the princess of the Senju clan. She might not be exceptionally knowledgeable, but her insight was far beyond that of ordinary ninja.
A hint of doubt appeared on her face, “Main god? I’ve never heard of it. But I did hear stories about death gods, Yama, and evil gods when I was a child.”
Feeling the other’s slightly guarded gaze, Orochimaru smiled faintly, not caring, “By signing a contract with the main god, becoming one of his reincarnations, completing the tasks he assigns, you can receive rewards called reward points, and with these reward points, you can fulfill all human dreams.”
“Even including…”
Orochimaru’s tone was eerie, carrying a strange fanaticism, “Resurrecting the dead.”
“Not the kind of false resurrection that manipulates corpses and souls, but true resurrection! With body temperature, heartbeat, the ability to eat and drink, sleep, retain all memories and emotions from before death, and even create!”
Hearing this, Tsunade’s heart started pounding.
If some random guy came and told her this, Tsunade wouldn’t believe it, and might even punch him on the spot.
But Orochimaru was different. They knew each other inside and out. At least when he spoke in this tone, he hadn’t lied to her yet.
“Resurrecting the dead…” Tsunade murmured.
Her lover, Dan, and her brother, Nawaki, both died in the Shinobi World War.
Even if what this “main god” said was true, even if the First Hokage, Hashirama, and the Second Hokage, Tobirama, could truly be brought back to life, it would bring new hope and peace to the world!
A flame ignited in Tsunade’s eyes.
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