Three days later, in Orochimaru's laboratory, his face, which was paler than ordinary people, was now bloodless, and even had a trace of dead blue.

He held a test report tightly in his hand, which was about the reused potion that Nara Shimizu gave him, and it was not the first test report.

After sleeping for three days and three nights, Orochimaru himself forgot to have several test reports. Now he only felt the malice that the world gave him.

"Impossible! Impossible...Impossible? Why are they all water? Why can't even pigments be detected? How can water be green? No! How can water restore vitality and chakra!"

Orochimaru looked crazy. In the past three days, he changed countless test methods, but the test reports told him that the thing he was testing was water.

But Orochimaru's experiments and practices told me that reused potions are absolutely impossible to be water. The question is, why is it detected pure water?

"It must be that the existing detection technology is too backward! No! It must be that Lu Mingjun has guessed that others might find the secret of the recipe, so the recipe was encrypted!

Lu Mingjun’s detection method may be able to hide from all existing detection methods and detection instruments. I must come up with a new way that is different from the previous detection methods!"

Suddenly, Orochimaru seemed to have figured out something, threw down the test report in his hand, ran to another table, and started writing and scratching with paper and pen on the table.

"The previous testing ideas were definitely not available. I had to come up with a brand new testing method that had not been tested!"

Orochimaru crosses out a line of words almost every time he writes. It is too difficult to break out of his original ideas. Even if Orochimaru has mostly tried the methods he wrote.

Since it has been tested, it is equivalent to being tested by Nara Shimizu in Orochimaru, and the formula was encrypted in this way.

In Orochimaru's opinion, if you want to detect the secret of the reused potion, you must use a method that Nara Quini himself could not think of. As long as Nara Quini couldn't think of it, he would not be able to encrypt it!

"What if Lu Mingjun thought of it earlier than me, and had created a new detection method and encrypted it?"

The accumulated frustration over the past three days made Orochimaru's pen pause suddenly. He thought of a very serious point. Since Orochimaru could think of deciphering Nara Quini's encrypted formula through new detection methods, would Nara Quini have predicted this and created a variety of new detection methods and also targeted formula encryption?

This suspicion continued to grow in Orochimaru's heart, and his complex mood made him unable to write anymore. He just stood there in a daze, and fell into self-doubt in the field of scientific research and creation for the first time.

He, Orochimaru, shouldn't be such a talent! Even the Wood Dipper that he had never seen before, was confident that he could replicate it. Although he had not put it into practice, he had already had a clear idea.

But only facing Nara Quini and facing the reused potion, Orochimaru lost confidence. In his eyes, Nara Quini is already a ninja with scientific research capabilities no less than his.

Moreover, Nara Quini's elusive personality and confidence in giving potions to himself to study made Orochimaru very suspicious. Even if he created a new detection method, could he detect the secret of the formula?

Suddenly, a voice sounded in Orochimaru's mind, persuading him to give up. For a moment, Orochimaru was moved, but then his scientific research heart stopped him.

This belief made Orochimaru persist in painting for two days without sleep. The handwriting on the paper became clear and sloppy, becoming unreadable, and finally turned into various geometric shapes.

"Bang~"

The exhausted Orochimaru finally couldn't resist the fatigue and fell on the table. Even in his sleep, Orochimaru's brain was still thinking, and his hands would tremble inadvertently, leaving one geometric figure after another on the paper.

As Nara Shimizu, who induces all this, she still accumulates reused potions every day without knowing it, and then gives Jiraiya some after-effect medicine, and lives a normal life.

He didn't notice that in the past two days, Jiraiya always struggled every time he took the drink from him. It was not that Jiraiya realized that what he did at night was injustice and also damaged his teacher's face.

But he had almost all the money left on the group of young ladies on Fengsu Street.

That was the mission rewards he received during the Second Ninja World War. It took only a few years of hard work and sweat to exchange for. All of them were spent on those young ladies.

Another day of training ended, Jiraiya did not go to Fengshi Street as usual, but instead wandered on Konoha Street, struggling.

If he went to Fengsu Street again today, he would not be able to guarantee the food for Yahiko and the others in the following days, but if he didn't go, he would always feel itchy with these drinks in his hand.

After hesitating for a long time, Jiraiya gritted her teeth and turned toward the Naruto Building.

At this time, Sarutobi Hinazawa was also a little worried. On the one hand, the war was over and the mission system in the village was about to be restored, but I don’t know who will take the lead.

After all, there were many casualties in the second Ninja World War, but for those surviving ninjas, Sarutobi Hinasen also gave generous rewards, so during this period, the ninjas were not short of money.

On the other hand, he didn't want to go home because Sarutobi Lake Biwa recently bought a lot of flower tea from Nara Kyuki, the most direct channel.

This made Sarutobi Biwa, who had no idea what to do, feel energetic every night, and he, the Naruto, had no excuses and faced Nara Kaoru to ask for a blue bottle of drink.

Even the Supreme Ninja can't resist the attack of tigers and wolves.

Just when Sarutobi Hinata was worried, the door of Naruto's office was suddenly pushed open, which made Sarutobi Hinata frown slightly, why didn't Anbu come to report?

Then he saw Jiraiya who was smiling flatteringly, and he understood that if he didn't report it, only two of his disciples could do it.

"Don't smile, what's the matter?"

Sarutobi Hinazen was not in a good mood, but Jiraiya's thoughts were disrupted, and his emotions became more and more restless. How long has it been since I taught my disciples a lesson? It seems like it was ten years ago?

"Teacher, look, why are you angry? As a disciple, can't I come to see you?"

Jiraiya, who was smiling, walked directly behind Sarutobi Hinako and helped him hammer his shoulders.

Enjoying Jiraiya's massage, Sarutobi Hiruzen knew that Jiraiya would definitely not have any good things to come to him, but he enjoyed the filial piety of such disciples.

"Are you no money?"

Sarutobi Hinako's eyes narrowed and enjoyed Jiraiya's massage, which made him feel a lot of fatigue over the past year and didn't mind meeting Jiraiya's requirements.

"Teacher, you're boring. Now I'm also in the Ninja. Can Ninja be short of money? But my disciples have been training recently and have no tasks to execute. I'm afraid they will forget how to fight the enemy."

"Yeah~"

As he heard this, Sarutobi Hizaki was not busy responding to the front. Seeing this, Jiraiya stopped and took out three blue bottles of drinks from his arms, stuffed them into Sarutobi Hizaki's arms, and said:

"There are so many village affairs recently, and you must be very busy. This is a new drink from the Nara clan. It can relieve fatigue. You can take it first."

As he said that, Jiraiya continued to rub Sarutobi Hizaki's shoulders. Sarutobi Hizaki patted the bottle in his arms and said, "There are some tasks that need to be executed recently, you see..."

"I've answered it, I've answered it. It's an honor to be a disciple to share the pressure for you, the teacher!"
Chapter completed!