I Began Selling Jars from Naruto World Chapter 135: : You need to die first
Orochimaru has clearly defined his future path.
Actually.
He also had no choice.
There is no suitable person for him to reincarnate around, and as long as he leaves in silence, he can't even hold on for five more seconds, becoming a lich is the only choice. "Mr. Silence." Orochimaru suddenly changed his honorary title and looked at Silent, "Excuse me, is there anything I need to pay attention to in the process of transferring to a lich?"
"You're very smart..." Silent lifted his eyes and glanced at him.
The title of Mr. has the meaning of a certain teacher. After knowing that Silent had certain expectations for his potential, Orochimaru simply tried to get more information from Silent.
Maybe just a sentence or two can go a long way.
Even change the ending.
Just like what he said in silence during the time when he lost his mind.
However, silence doesn't mind. I purchased a job transfer instruction about the Lich from the system and glanced at it.
Then moved a finger.
A small box above the coffin flew over.
"Although the lich has a body that can be used as a container, but in essence, it is still an undead creature, so—" Silent opened the box with telekinesis, and a small green bottle flew out, "You need Just die once."
“…”
The pharmacist next to him swallowed again.
Just this last sentence.
You can feel the danger of the process.
"What is this?"
Orochimaru's expression didn't change, just staring at the small bottle curiously.
For him who has opened five hundred secondary jars, he naturally knows the characteristics of the Necromancer series.
Originally, it is to be with death and to live towards death.
"Poison."
Silence threw it twice, and the liquid inside looked very viscous.
"Specially made poison, a bottle like this... probably enough to poison everyone in your world."
"Poison... the whole world?" Orochimaru was also stunned this time.
How many people are there in the world?
Tens of millions, hundreds of millions?
Is this a vial of poison?
"Don't worry." The silent eyes seemed to see through what Orochimaru was trying to write, "Because of this bottle of poison, you have to drink all of it, not a drop is left, it's best to lick it clean."
Orochimaru: "...(⊙_⊙;)..."
"This coffin has already been engraved with the Lich's class-changing technique." Silent threw the bottle in his hand, "You just need to lie in it, drink the poison, and then find a place to bury it. That's alright, if you die, you can save yourself buying a coffin and bury it separately, isn't it very convenient?"
"Indeed..." Orochimaru looked at the coffin and nodded, "It's very convenient."
He now understands why it was made to look like a coffin.
It means.
If you change career as a lich, you must be prepared to never wake up again, and bury it in the ground with a coffin. If you fail, then this is the real grave.
"And this little box." Silent handed over the box in his hand again.
Nothing was said.
But when Orochimaru took it, his eyes changed slightly.
The top of this small box... is densely packed, all of which are small and mysterious magic lines, and it exudes a dark and evil aura like some kind of curse.
I'm afraid, this box is also a very important thing.
He finally took a deep look at Silent, then looked at the remaining three jars, "Open the remaining ones first."
Speaking, open the can directly.
It's a pity.
Of the last three items, the only one that is special is a scepter with a crystal skull.
Ghost Howl Scepter.
In addition to the spells that support the undead attribute and reduce the consumption, it also comes with a skill attribute of "Ghost Howl and Scream".
It's a good piece of equipment, but it's not a big prize, and it's not good for the next career change.
Orochimaru hesitated.
Would you like to buy some more jars and make a career change.
"If you are successful in changing careers, you will be able to open a special Lich series jar." Silent said simply.
"Since that's the case..." Orochimaru said with unexpected calm, "Let's get started."
"Master Orochimaru." Yao Shidou couldn't help shouting.
"Pocket." Orochimaru looked at him with a smile on his lips, "If I fail, then all my inheritance belongs to you, and you can also use those to pursue your own destiny from Mr. Silent. ."
"My destiny..." The pharmacist adjusted his glasses, "My destiny is to follow you, Orochimaru. If you die, there is no need for me to live."
For Yakushitou, he had already lost all meaning and purpose of living when he killed Yakushi Ye Naiyu, the head of the orphanage.
Even my life was lost.
Only by Orochimaru's side can I find the meaning of my existence.
"Everyone has a time when they don't know what to do." The smile on Orochimaru's face widened even more, and he said in a hoarse voice, "If you spend your whole life living for others, that's one thing. This is a very tragic thing, I will not succeed 100%, it is an unchangeable fact, but if I fail, I still hope that at least someone will inherit what I have."
Orochimaru was completely different from Tsunade and Sarutobi Hizan when faced with changing careers.
He wouldn't say it had to be successful.
Instead, admit defeat, accept the possibility, and be prepared ~IndoMTL.com~ after all.
He has just accepted death once.
The pharmacist looked at Orochimaru blankly, and finally nodded, "I see, Lord Orochimaru."
His voice was very soft, still a little confused.
But Orochimaru is satisfied.
He also just planted a seed.
Watching this scene in silence, I was also a little emotional.
Between Orochimaru and Yaoshidou at this time, there is actually a lot of sincerity, without the slightest bit of fraud.
It's no wonder that Orochimaru can get so many people to follow regardless of life and death, even willing to give everything.
Sincereness is more useful than deceit.
"Let's start." Orochimaru held the box in his hand, and the poison, as if he didn't intend to continue taking pictures.
Lying in a coffin.
Drank poison.
Licked clean.
Then close your eyes as if dead.
During this process, Silent said nothing, and Orochimaru didn't ask more. He was like all mages who decided to transform into a lich before death, not with unwillingness, but with longing Accept the last hope of survival.
The pharmacist covered the coffin with a heavy bag.
Now, it's just him and Silent.
"Sir." The pharmacist looked at the silence and asked cautiously, "Excuse me, how long does this transformation usually take?"
"Maybe tomorrow, maybe ten years, maybe a hundred years, maybe it will never come out again." Silent looked at the pharmacist pocket with interest, "The most correct way is to bury it in the soil, And then until the day he crawled out, he was thought to be dead."
Pharmacist pocket's expression froze. Then he is waiting.
Or...According to the wishes of Lord Orochimaru, inherit everything and find his own destiny?