This ninja in Naruto is unscientific

Chapter 109 Is the Undercover Agent with Open Cards Still an Undercover Agent?

"Prepare for the 73rd test firing of the improved version."

Nishikawa Tetsu stood at a distance, holding a recording tablet, and gave instructions to the testers.

In the center of the firing range, Hiruko, the "chief test pilot," was holding a long, silver-gray cylindrical weapon with a constipated expression.

Unlike the bulky prototype that blasted him into the wall, this weapon has undergone several iterations. It has a black "chakra battery" mounted under the gun body, and a complex hydraulic buffer device has been added to the stock.

"Hey, Nishikawa Toru!"

Hiruko turned around and shouted at Nishikawa Tetsu behind the glass, "Are you sure that shock absorption system is fixed this time? I don't want to experience flying again; my back is still aching!"

"Don't worry, senior!" Nishikawa Tetsu gave a thumbs up, his smile so sincere it seemed almost fake. "This time we've added double hydraulic feedback, it's very stable."

"..."

Hiruko's lips twitched. Although it sounded ominous, he took a deep breath and aimed his gun at the thickened steel plate target a hundred meters away.

Not far behind him, in an observation post, Fugaku Uchiha sat with his arms crossed and a serious expression on his face.

As the big spender, he specifically canceled the police department meeting today just to see if this "gun," which cost him so much money, would actually work.

"Fire!" Nishikawa Tetsu ordered.

Beiruthu pulled the trigger.

"Buzz—Bang!"

A short, muffled explosion.

There was no earth-shattering explosion, and no one was thrown out.

A streak of pale blue light instantly traversed a distance of 100 meters.

Hiruko felt a hard push on his shoulder, his upper body jerked backward, and his feet scraped two marks on the ground. After sliding half a meter, he actually stood up steadily!

"Why?"

Hiruko touched his waist, then looked at the gun in his hand, his face filled with surprise: "It didn't fly? It really didn't fly!"

But a hundred meters away.

The steel plate, ten centimeters thick, silently developed a perfectly clear, molten hole at its edge.

Even the concrete wall behind the steel plate was drilled into a bottomless black hole.

"The power has decreased, but the intensity of the recoil has also been reduced considerably."

Nishikawa Tetsu quickly recorded the data, then pushed open the door and went inside.

"How about it, Fugaku-senpai? Does that sound valuable?"

Fugaku Uchiha stood up from his chair, walked to the target, and touched the still-hot hole with his finger.

He activated his Sharingan, carefully observing the texture of the cut, his throat bobbing involuntarily.

"This power is comparable to my Fire Release technique."

"Yes, yes, yes, senior's Fire Release technique is the most powerful!"

Ignoring Nishikawa Tetsu's teasing, Fugaku turned his head and looked at the unassuming weapon in Hiruko's hand.

"How's the consumption?"

"That's the key point."

Nishikawa Tetsu walked over and pointed to the black battery box under the gun.

"That attack just now didn't consume any of Hiruko's own chakra; all the energy came from this battery."

"The current battery capacity, when fully charged, can support this kind of full-power firing—five times."

"Five times?"

Fugaku frowned, seemingly thinking it was a bit too little.

"What happens after five uses? How long does it take to recharge?"

"If you don't change the battery, it will take more than an hour to charge the device by the ninja injecting chakra," Nishikawa Tetsu explained. "Of course, that's assuming you have enough chakra. Even if I inject all my chakra, I can only charge it to about 40%."

"Five times..."

Fugaku stroked his chin and began to simulate the actual battle in his mind.

"In an encounter battle, five such powerful, instantaneous attacks are enough to decide life or death. Most importantly..."

Fugaku looked at Hiruko: "How are you feeling? Is it putting a lot of strain on your body?"

"It's alright." Hiruko stretched his shoulders. "It feels like I was punched by a taijutsu ninja. It's a little numb, but if you have the physical strength of a Chunin, you can definitely take it."

"Even a Chunin can use it..."

Fugaku took a deep breath, a glint of "money power" flashing in his eyes.

"In other words, all I need to do is equip each member of the police patrol team with one of these, and have them carry a backpack full of spare batteries..."

"That scene is too beautiful." Nishikawa Tetsu interrupted his fantasy. "Senior, this thing is very expensive to manufacture, and the battery production capacity cannot keep up at present. It is too unrealistic to equip everyone with it."

Fugaku coughed awkwardly, abandoning his nouveau riche-like thoughts.

"However, this research was funded by the police department, so it can't be provided for free, can it?"

Nishikawa Tetsu looked at the young Uchiha clan leader in surprise, wondering if he had misheard. Uchiha Fugaku was actually bargaining?

"Fugaku-senpai, even brothers need to keep clear accounts. Besides, my opinion doesn't count in this matter. The dean is Lord Orochimaru."

He spread his hands and said, "For your sake, the price I gave the police department is already close to cost price; there's no profit to be made."

Fugaku nodded expressionlessly; he hadn't really expected to provide it for free.

"Regardless, this is a revolutionary weapon. I want ten for the first batch, to equip the elite of the Criminal Investigation Department."

"No problem, as long as the money is in place, our research institute will work overnight to get it for you."

……

After seeing off the satisfied Fugaku and the still-rubbing Hiruko, Nishikawa Tetsu walked down the corridor of the research institute with the data sheets in his hand.

Researchers and janitors were busy coming and going in the corridor.

"Make way, make way! This is fragile!"

A sanitation worker wearing gray overalls and a mask pushed a cart full of discarded test tubes past.

As he passed by Nishikawa Tetsuya, he kept his head down, but his steps were extremely light, and he didn't even make a sound.

Nishikawa Tetsu stopped and looked at the cleaner's back, lost in thought.

He turned around and pushed open the door to the dean's office.

Orochimaru sat behind a large desk, holding a recent report on software modifications, his golden vertical pupils gleaming with pleasure.

"Che-kun, it seems Fugaku is quite pleased with the new toy?"

"I was extremely satisfied; I almost paid on the spot."

Nishikawa Tetsu walked to the table, poured himself a glass of water, then lowered his voice and his eyes became serious.

"However, Dean, are you really not going to clean it up?"

"Clean up what?" Orochimaru asked, knowing the answer already.

"mouse."

Nishikawa Tetsu pointed outside the door.

"That cleaning lady just now, she's from Root, right? That auntie in the cafeteria is a spy who's been lurking in the Cloud Village for years; and the assistant in the lab who helped Hiruko-senpai organize the data, she's from Iwagakure."

Although the research institute recruits all sorts of people, they have all been vetted by the police department, and several undercover agents have already been registered with the police department.

"Our research institute is practically a spy exchange center for the ninja world now."

Nishikawa Tetsu sighed: "Aren't you afraid of the core technology being leaked? Although only we know the core sealing formula of the electromagnetic cannon, the others..."

"Leaked? Heh heh heh..."

Orochimaru put down the report, stuck out his long tongue, licked his lips, and let out a chilling chuckle.

"Che-jun, you need to learn to keep accounts."

Orochimaru stood up, walked to the French windows, and looked down at the busy figures below.

"The cleaner at the base of the building, in order to avoid revealing his identity, mops the corridor until it shines brighter than a mirror every day, and even helps carry heavy objects. He never complains about working overtime."

"That spy from Kumogakure, in order to gain their trust, deliberately added extra ingredients when cooking in the cafeteria, making it taste even better than what you buy outside."

"As for that Iwagakure assistant..."

Orochimaru turned around, a hint of mockery flashing in his eyes:

"His data processing skills are better than those of the regular researchers I've hired. Yesterday, that idiot Beiruhu got a parameter wrong, and it was that spy who secretly helped him correct it."

"..."

Nishikawa Tetsuya was stunned.

"Are you... treating them like high-class cattle and horses?"

Why not?

Orochimaru spread his hands, looking completely at ease.

"They came with a mission; in order to infiltrate, they had to perform better, more diligently, and more impeccably than ordinary employees."

"Give these people the lowest wages and the worst treatment. They don't dare to ask for leave when they are injured, for fear of being fired and losing their source of intelligence."

"Why should I bother cleaning up such a valuable workforce?"

Nishikawa Tetsu's lips twitched: "But..."

"There are no 'buts'."

Orochimaru interrupted him, pointing to the location of his brain.

"The real core technologies are in our minds, and in that secret room on the third basement level that only you and I can enter."

"As for what they can steal..."

Orochimaru gave a disdainful sneer.

"They're just some useless blueprints, or discarded designs that we've already scrapped."

"Let them steal it. When they take those blueprints back to their villages and find that they can't build anything from them, their expressions will be priceless."

Nishikawa Tetsu looked at Orochimaru and suddenly realized that this legendary Sannin might have an even stronger capitalist mentality than he did.

They treat enemy spies as free labor, squeezing out their surplus value without worrying about inhumanity.

"Brilliant, absolutely brilliant."

Nishikawa Tetsu gave a thumbs up: "The Dean is wise."

"but……"

Orochimaru abruptly changed the subject, his eyes turning slightly cold.

"Although they are useful, we can't let them be too idle."

"Since that guy at the root has so much energy, let him clean the silt from the sewers tomorrow. And that guy from Iwagakure, let him loosen the soil in the experimental fields; the herbs haven't been growing very well lately."

"Make the most of everything."

Nishikawa Tetsu couldn't help but laugh.

"No problem, I'll make the arrangements."

"After all, dedication to science knows no borders."