strictlysupreme Chapter 672 Drinking?
Chapter 672 Drinking?
Upon hearing this, Tsunade hesitated for a moment. Although she could hold her liquor, it was still during research, and she didn't want to get completely drunk.
"Drinking?" Gang Gang frowned slightly, but then Zhang Hai's provocation came out of his mouth.
"What? Lady Tsunade, do you not even have this much courage? Or are you afraid of losing?" Zhang Hai's tone was tinged with contempt, perfectly provoking Tsunade's highly competitive nature.
"Who said I'm afraid of losing?!" Tsunade was instantly enraged, slamming her hand on the table, making the dice and playing cards jump. "It's just a drinking contest, huh? Bring it on! I want to see just how capable you are, you little white-haired brat!"
Thus began the contest between the two of them to "win a drink".
However, Tsunade soon discovered that Zhang Hai's gambling skills could only be described as "divine." Whether it was dice, playing cards, or mahjong, Zhang Hai seemed to always be able to predict the outcome in advance, winning every round with ease. Tsunade's wine glass was soon filled with one cup of wine after another.
Just ten minutes later, Tsunade's once beautiful face had turned completely flushed. She reeked of alcohol, her eyes were glazed and unfocused, and she had completely lost her usual shrewdness and composure. Her head swayed, and she began to ramble incoherently, spouting incoherent drunken ramblings.
"I...I'm not drunk...hiccup...I can still drink...Little white hair...don't think...I don't know you cheated..." Tsunade hiccuped, pointed at Zhang Hai, her tongue almost tied in knots.
"Lady Tsunade, you've lost again." Zhang Hai's voice remained calm. He pushed another wine glass in front of Tsunade, filled with amber liquid. "Please."
"I won't drink! I didn't lose!" Tsunade slammed her hand on the table, this time with even more force, overturning all the mahjong tiles and scattering them all over the floor. She staggered to her feet, pointed at Zhang Hai's nose, and began to act out in her drunken state: "You cheated! You bastard! You must have used some kind of evil magic! I won't admit I lost!" She even tried to grab Zhang Hai's collar, but because of her drunkenness, her body swayed violently and she couldn't stand up at all.
Zhang Hai looked at the drunkard throwing a tantrum in front of him, but felt no emotion whatsoever. He knew that now was the time.
He reached out and gently supported Tsunade's swaying body to prevent her from falling. Then, with his other hand, he gently lifted Tsunade's chin, forcing her to look him in the eye. A strange purple light flashed in his deep eyes for a moment.
"Sleep peacefully, Tsunade." Zhang Hai's voice was deep and magnetic, like a lullaby, directly affecting the depths of Tsunade's soul.
An invisible genjutsu power instantly invaded Tsunade's mental world. Tsunade's already dazed eyes became even more unfocused under the purple light, and finally slowly closed. Her body slumped softly into Zhang Hai's arms, falling into a deep sleep.
Zhang Hai gently picked up Tsunade and placed her on a cot next to him, then covered her with a blanket. He looked at Tsunade's flushed face, which was red from drinking, and sighed softly.
"I'm sorry, Tsunade, I have to go out."
Zhang Hai gently picked up the completely unconscious Tsunade and carefully carried her into her room, placing her on the soft bed. He then left a note on the bedside table with a few short lines of text:
"I'm sorry, Tsunade. I have to go out for a while. Don't worry, I'll be back soon. Please explain to the Hokage for me."
After writing the note, Zhang Hai left the room without hesitation. He knew that, given Tsunade's personality, she would be furious when she woke up. But right now, he didn't have time to worry about that.
He returned to the center of the laboratory, his gaze sweeping over his body, a barely perceptible smile playing on his lips. Then, he rapidly formed hand seals, and a surge of chakra instantly spread out. A flash of light, and Zhang Hai's figure shifted swiftly on the spot. When the light faded, standing there was none other than Tsunade's graceful figure—the same height, the same face, even those amber eyes were perfectly imitated, as if Tsunade herself were standing there. He had used his transformation jutsu, combined with his soul simulation ability, to perfectly replicate Tsunade's image and aura.
Zhang Hai, now in Tsunade's likeness, walked to the barrier. Imitating Tsunade's usual posture and habits, he raised his hands to form hand seals, dispelling the barrier. With an invisible ripple, the barrier that isolated the laboratory from the outside world slowly opened a crack. Zhang Hai took a deep breath and, mimicking Tsunade's usual carefree gait, stepped out of the underground space he jokingly called his "prison mansion."
The Konoha ninja guarding the entrance to the underground passage immediately bowed respectfully when they saw "Lady Tsunade" emerge.
"Lady Tsunade, are you going out?" a ninja asked.
Zhang Hai mimicked Tsunade's tone, waving his hand with a hint of impatience: "Well, I've hit a bottleneck in my research lately and need some special herbs. Let's go for a walk and gather some herbs while we're at it."
Upon hearing this, the ninjas were somewhat puzzled, but they didn't ask any further questions. After all, Lady Tsunade was known for her eccentric personality, and it was normal for her to occasionally go out to gather herbs. They simply respectfully made way and watched "Tsunade" leave.
After leaving the underground passage and walking a distance from Konoha Village, Zhang Hai confirmed that there was no one around and immediately deactivated his transformation jutsu. With a flash of light, he transformed back into his original illusory soul form.
Without hesitation, he immediately summoned the little bird puppet marked with a scorpion's mark. As soon as it was summoned, the bird circled merrily in the air a few times before pointing in a direction. Zhang Hai's eyes narrowed; he knew the bird was guiding him to the scorpion's location.
He raised his hand, activating the mark on his arm, and a powerful surge of chakra instantly erupted. Then, a gigantic eagle puppet was summoned from the mark. The eagle puppet was made entirely of hard metal, its wingspan several meters, and its eyes gleamed red, giving it a majestic appearance. Zhang Hai's soul merged directly into the eagle puppet, controlling it as it sped off into the distance, closely following the smaller bird puppet.
The eagle puppet was incredibly fast, leaving a trail of afterimages in the air. In just half a day, it traversed hundreds of kilometers to reach its destination—a desolate and secluded desert.
After circling in the air a few times, the bird puppet finally stopped at the entrance of a huge cave. Zhang Hai manipulated the eagle puppet to land outside the cave, and then his soul separated from the eagle puppet, turning into a phantom.