Chapter 252: Test Subjects

The man immediately got up and walked towards the caravan. However, he was limping. The group noticed a deep cut just above his left knee.

The man walked to them with tears running down his face and hurriedly begged, "Please help me! I am a trader just like you but my caravan was attacked by desert bandits. All of us were captured. I luckily managed to escape but they are still hunting for me. Please hel...!"

However, before he could finish speaking, a kick landed on his chest and sent him flying backwards. A look of shock appeared on the face of the man. He looked at them in disbelief.

The four ninjas were wearing headbands that didn't belong to any ninja village. The caravan had a flag of the Land of Bird country.

The man still begged, "Please help us and save my friends. If not, at least take me with you. I don't want to die here."

One of the ninjas looked at him and asked, "What do we do with him, Captain?"

The captain shook his head and said, "It's better to kill him. If he is planted by a bandit group, then we might get in trouble."

Behind him, the leader of the traders, Hiroshi said, "Just kill him and get moving. I don't want to delay my first trade."

The injured man heard the words carefully. Fear showed on his face. One of the ninjas grinned and walked forward, "You heard him. You can say goodbye to your pathetic life."The debut release of this chapter happened at Ñøv€l-B1n.

He grabbed a kunai and walked towards the man. The man looked at him with terror in his eyes. He raised the kunai and was about to attack when his head was sent flying into the air.

The traders and the ninjas, who were looking at the spectacle with ridicule in their eyes, were suddenly shocked. Before they could even react, the heads of the remaining three ninjas were also sent flying.

Terror flooded into the minds of each of the twelve traders as they saw the injured man behead the ninjas they hired for their safety.

Unfortunately, I have no idea which those regions are. The library didn't have any information regarding this. I am sure my previous world had better information about this. Unfortunately, I hadn't studied biology for years. I simply don't have any memories regarding this.'

Fujin analyzed for a few minutes before sighing, 'Leave it. I can't think of anything good. I will just experiment on them.'

Fujin experimented on the 3 detached heads. The first two had their brains destroyed. On the last one, his chakra control with the Yin chakra became much better. He managed to continue invading his brain with Yin chakra without turning it into mush. However, he didn't get any memories from it.

Fujin wondered, 'Do I need to make more modifications to my Yin chakra or move it in a certain way to read memories?'

He couldn't say for sure. He looked towards the 12 unconscious traders and muttered, "I hope I have luck with living test subjects."

He walked towards one trader, tied his limbs and woke him up. The trader woke up terrified. He shouted and begged, but Fujin didn't pay any attention to him. He placed a hand on his head and began inserting Yin chakra into his head. He delicately controlled his chakra to enter his brain and access the neural networks in his cerebral cortex.

However, the man suddenly yelled. Soon, his expression changed. He spoke gibberish and he began making weird faces. Fujin looked at him with a solemn expression, 'He has become intellectually impaired! Another reason why I should never let anyone try to read my memories. If they wish to harm me, I won't even be able to resist!'

Fujin continued trying to read his memories until his brain was destroyed and he stopped moving and dropped dead. Fujin experimented on the remaining 11 traders and all faced the same result.

Fujin sighed and began storing everyone's dead bodies in scrolls. He stored the four dead ninjas in one scroll and the 12 dead traders in another. He placed the scroll of the dead ninjas in the underground room he had created and completely sealed it up.

He analyzed, 'If the mercenary group had any means of tracking them, they would be led here. Even if they find the blood where I killed them, they will only find the blood of these 4 ninjas.'

Fujin walked back to the caravan and created shadow clones. They transformed into the eleven traders while Fujjn transformed into Hiroshi. They buried the sand dyed in blood a few meters below the surface and began their journey to the Wind Capital.

Mid-route, Fujin made another Shadow clone who travelled a few kilometers and buried the scroll with the dead bodies of the traders deep within the sand. In these vast deserts, the chances of it being found were negligible.