Then What Do You Think Of Me?

Aoba looked at Black Zetsu's vigilant expression and gradually understood that it was not that difficult to trick Black Zetsu. It was just that when it came to Kaguya, things became more complicated.

The reason was very simple...

Black Zetsu was very concerned about his mother!

If it was something else.

Perhaps it would be fine.

However, when it came to matters related to Kaguya, Black Zetsu was extremely cautious and wouldn't easily believe anything else.

"You mean to say..."

Black Zetsu slowly narrowed his eyes. His entire face was black, and he could not see any expression. However, he could still see the way he narrowed his eyes. After all, his golden eyes had changed from a round light bulb to a slight gap.

"You will help me save my mother?!"

Black Zetsu asked tentatively. This was what he was most concerned about. As for other trivial matters and the real identity of the mysterious person in front of him, whether it was his uncle or not, he did not care.

"I am not helping you."

Aoba shook his head. He knew very well that in the path of fooling Black Zetsu, he needed to progress step by step. Just now, he had already made a lot of progress, but he had to grasp this propriety well. Otherwise, it would be easy to cause a negative effect.

Moreover...

Aoba tricked Black Zetsu purely for the sake of happiness and satisfaction in his heart.

After all, the other party was the biggest mastermind behind the scene in the ninja world!

To be able to fool Black Zetsu was something that could be accomplished easily. He did not expect to achieve anything through Black Zetsu, so he did not have a clear goal.

It was precisely because of this.

Black Zetsu really could not understand Aoba's motive.

"I already said it very clearly just now..."

There was a deep sense of helplessness in Aoba's tone. It was as if he was communicating with someone who could not understand words.

"I came to find you because I happened to see you. I was so bored that I chatted with you and took you to recognize your family."

"As for your mother..."

"No matter what you do, I will save your mother before those two people from the Otsutsuki clan come!"

There was an unquestionable determination in Aoba's tone.

He never had any plans to save Kaguya.

Telling Black Zetsu this was just a joke.

There was no need to take responsibility.

After all, Black Zetsu was also a big liar. He fooled Uchiha Madara into wanting to achieve the ultimate peace of the world through Infinite Tsukuyomi so he could make a wedding dress for Black Zetsu's great cause of saving his mother.

Everyone had their own mouth.

It depends on who lives better.

"This... you..."

Black Zetsu was rendered speechless by Aoba's words. The fog in his mind became even thicker. He stared at Aoba, thought for a while, and couldn't help but ask.

"What is your purpose for doing this?"

Black Zetsu asked coldly. Ever since he was thrown out by his mother, he had experienced countless years here. Even he didn't know how long he had lived.

He had fooled many people.

It had caused the feelings between many people to deteriorate.

Therefore, he deeply understood one principle. The feelings between people were very fragile and could not withstand the test at all.

Even if it was his loved ones.

As long as there was a price, it could still be cut!

This also made him not believe that the mysterious person in front of him who claimed to be his uncle would do anything without a purpose.

There was definitely a purpose!

It was just that he did not know yet!

Black Zetsu was not sure whether the mysterious man in front of him was his uncle, but one thing he was sure of was that the other party might be a member of the Otsutsuki clan. Otherwise, how could he know so much information?

"No purpose."

After hearing Black Zetsu's words, the corners of Aoba's mouth slightly curled up, revealing a faint smile. After that, he said, "I just want to save my sister."

"Why should I believe you?" Black Zetsu asked again.

"You don't need to believe me." Aoba shook his head. His meaning was very clear. He was just doing what he wanted to do. It had nothing to do with Black Zetsu.

"I don't understand." Black Zetsu shook his head and said, "I don't believe that you don't have any purpose in saving my mother. There is nothing in this world that doesn't involve interests."

"Then what is your purpose in saving your mother?" Aoba asked.

"I..." Black Zetsu was stunned for a moment. After that, he said, "I have no purpose!"

"Why should I believe you?" Aoba smiled behind the mask.

"I... I... I am my mother's son. Of course, I have to save my mother. This is my responsibility. I have to take responsibility!" Black Zetsu patted his chest and said.

"You can have no purpose, but I must have a purpose. I didn't expect you to be a double standard!" Aoba said lightly. He felt that he had a good chat with Black Zetsu today. There would be plenty of time and more interesting things in the future.

Thinking of this.

Aoba waved his hand casually.

Hum!

The black lines around Black Zetsu and him suddenly disappeared.

The barrier disappeared.

"That's it for today!"

"It doesn't matter whether you believe it or not!"

"I don't care about such things!"

"You can go!"

"I will give you time to go back and slowly digest it!"

Aoba said one sentence after another. After he finished speaking, he directly waved his hand at Black Zetsu, indicating that Black Zetsu could leave.

"..."

Black Zetsu was even more speechless.

Just now, he was thinking about how to get away.

After all, he had been trapped just now and could not leave at all. Otherwise, he would not have said so much to Aoba.

Now he regained his freedom all of a sudden.

His heart was even more uncertain.

He still stood there in a daze, looking at Aoba unable to say a word.

"Right."

Just as Aoba was about to leave, he seemed to have suddenly thought of something and immediately turned to look at Black Zetsu who was not far away.

"I know that you are guarding Uchiha Madara, and have activated his Rinnegan. Now, you are looking for someone who can help him achieve the Eye of the Moon Plan."

"I just want to tell you..."

"The mastermind behind this Third Ninja World War is me!"

"So..."

"If you want to save your mother."

"Don't get in the way!"

After Aoba coldly threw down this sentence, he did not pay any attention to Black Zetsu again. He knew that there were some things to be done. The meeting ended at the most appropriate time. The rest would be left to time.

This time, Aoba intended to plant a seed in Black Zetsu's heart.

This seed might slowly take root and sprout in the future as time went on, but he might not be able to see the effect immediately at this time. He also did not want to be too excessive.

Swish!

Suddenly, a burst of chakra fluctuation appeared around Aoba.

After that, he completely disappeared.

He used Hiraishin no Jutsu(Flying Thunder God Technique).

However, he used other special chakras to form interference when he used it to hide the original Hiraishin no Jutsu(Flying Thunder God Technique). This way, even Black Zetsu would not easily find flaws.

Almost in an instant.

Aoba disappeared in front of Black Zetsu.

"..."

Black Zetsu looked at the place where Aoba disappeared. His brain was still in a daze. He had experienced too many things today, far more than the long years he had lived.

"I... I'll go back!"

Black Zetsu wanted to see what the Third Ninja World War was like. When he was beside Madara, he noticed the abnormality of the Third Ninja World War, so he personally came out to check it out.

Unexpectedly.

He did not know what happened to the Third Ninja World War.

Instead, he got an uncle.

This kind of extremely outrageous thing made him unable to find any point to refute.

The more it was like this.

The more he felt it was ridiculous.

The more he thought about it, the more unbelievable it was.

But in his heart, he still believed it a little.

This kind of very tangled feeling was like being fooled by all kinds of people. It made him feel like he was in a fog, unable to see what was happening around him.

It was very stifling.

The complicated emotions in his heart could not be vented.

Black Zetsu knew that this was the trouble he brought himself. After all, he was the one who grabbed the mysterious man just now and asked various questions.

Since he was thrown out.

This was the first time in his life that he had felt such emotions.

"Otsutsuki Toneri..."

Black Zetsu muttered silently. After that, he turned into a pool of black mud and slowly went deep into the ground, and disappeared.

...

After using Hiraishin no Jutsu(Flying Thunder God Technique), Aoba went straight back to the Anbu dormitory.

"Come back."

Aoba said to the shadow clone in front of him.

Now he was back.

There was no need for the shadow clone to stand guard for him anymore.

"Yes."

Aoba's shadow clone immediately responded. With a bang, it disappeared.

Next.

Aoba took off his mask. The pieces of paper on his body flew up and down returning his original appearance. He pushed open the door of his room and walked straight out of the Anbu dormitory.

There were still a few pairs of eyes staring outside, they all saw Aoba walking in, so Aoba had to punch a card in front of them so that he could officially come out.

Just like this.

Aoba came to the entrance of the Anbu dormitory.

He directly left the sight of these people.

This proved that he had not gone out during this period of time. Everything that happened outside had nothing to do with him.

"Aoba!"

However.

Right at this moment.

A voice suddenly rang out and entered Aoba's ears.

This person spoke slowly, and almost every word had a unique tone. He was just calling out Aoba, but it sounded completely different from the others.

There was no need to look at it at all.

Aoba knew who it was.

One of the Konoha Sannin.

Orochimaru.

In fact.

There had always been a big question mark in Aoba's mind.

He did not know why Orochimaru had found him. The blind cat had run into a dead mouse, or had found some clues.

He admitted that he had not left any evidence behind.

But Orochimaru had indeed found him precisely.

After being called by the name.

Aoba stopped. He was not going to argue with Orochimaru. This did not mean that he was afraid of Orochimaru. It was just that he had finally cleared up all the suspicions on and didn't want to cause any more trouble.

Aoba turned around and looked in the direction of the voice.

What came into view was Orochimaru, who was wearing a gray robe with a belt around his waist.

At this moment.

Orochimaru's black and supple hair fluttered in the wind. His pair of long and narrow snake-like eyes stared fixedly at Aoba. The corners of his mouth slightly curled up, carrying a meaningful smile.

"Orochimaru-sama."

Aoba nodded slightly and bowed. His expression was calm and indifferent. There was almost no change in his expression. He looked like he knew that Orochimaru had returned. His entire person was so calm that it made people feel like he was a machine without emotion.

"As expected of a person from Anbu, don't panic when things happen, don't panic when you are in chaos. I think you are more suitable for Root." Orochimaru licked his lips. His snake-like eyes looked up and down at Aoba. The last time they met was in the dark Anbu dormitory. This time they were outside so he could see more clearly.

"Is Orochimaru-sama looking for me to join Root?" Aoba asked indifferently.

"Why not!" The smile on Orochimaru's face became even wider. After that, he said, "During this period of time, I took charge of Root and I really feel that you are suitable for Root. You do things meticulously without leaving any clues. If you come to Root, you will definitely be the best one!"

"Orochimaru-sama, you flatter me. I am not that capable. I am just an ordinary interrogator ninja." Aoba's tone was still very light. However, from Orochimaru's words, he could clearly feel the other party's words. This implied that he had done many things and was using this method to tell him that the other party knew something.

"How could that be!" The smile on Orochimaru's face became even more meaningful. It seemed that he had already expected Aoba to reply like this. So he said, "Your ability is really great, isn't it?"

"Let's forget about Root." Aoba didn't continue to linger on the topic of ability. Instead, he pulled the topic back to Root and said, "Sandaime-sama has already instructed to let me lead the Konoha Torture and Interrogation Force."

"Wow!"

Orochimaru immediately showed a surprised expression and then gave Aoba a thumbs-up, as if he was acknowledging Aoba.

"Amazing!"

"Very amazing!"

"Teacher can give an Anbu division to you!"

"What a rare trust!"

"Even I, a student, can't get this kind of care from my teacher!"

"But..."

"I remember that all of the Konoha Torture and Interrogation Force ninjas died on the battlefield, right?"

"Don't tell me that you, the future Konoha Torture and Interrogation Force boss, have no one under you?"

Orochimaru said faintly. His tone was quite strange and didn't know what he wanted to express. After he finished speaking, he kept staring at Aoba.

"That's right, I'm the only one." Aoba nodded.

"Then what do you think of me?" Orochimaru's eyes lit up.