I'm a Hokage in Tokyo

"The art of immortality is almost finished." Teacher Orochi said with a message.

"Just a little bit?! Three years ago, that's what you said. Year after year, how long do you want me to wait!"

Facing the monster king who could scare the bodyguard in black suit into cold sweat with just his breath, the old man showed no fear at all.

He is so old that he can hear the breath of death every time he dreams, and his five senses are so dull that he can't feel the fear of monsters, let alone monsters wanting him.

"Don't forget, whose gift is it that you and your monsters can hide in Tokyo! If the old man hadn't vacated his underground kingdom refuge, you monsters would have been captured by the police department long ago gone."

"President, I will always remember your help, but the art of immortality is not something that can be accomplished so easily..."

"I don't care! Today you have to give this old man an exact time, otherwise this old man will stop protecting you and call the Metropolitan Police Department to pull you monsters out and shoot them one by one!" the old man said arrogantly.

For this kind of fearless half-crazy old man who is about to die, Mr. Orochi also feels a headache, and at this stage he still has to coax him.

"Half a year."

"No, the doctors said that my body probably won't last that long, and I'll give you three months at most."

"Three months, okay." Teacher Orochi hesitated for a while before agreeing: "However, I told you that the technique of immortality requires a healthy person as a living sacrifice."

"It's just one person. Even if you want the champion of the national sports competition, I can bring it here."

As soon as he heard that the date of immortality was finally fixed, the old man's muddy old eyes became clear again, and the eyes gleamed with pure greed to the extreme.

"No, no, no, it can't be an ordinary living sacrifice."

Teacher Orochi said in a sinister tone, with a hint of malice.

"In order to ensure the effect of the technique of immortality, it is best for the living sacrifice to be connected with the blood of the president, the closer the blood, the better the effect."

"But, I only have Junfu as a grandson."

The old man opened his eyes wide in a daze, and said in a trembling voice.

The old man didn't know what kind of great virtue he had accumulated. He had a son when he was old, and it was a single heir for two generations. His son had also passed away, and he had a grandson in his twenties.

The folds of his face trembled, and he asked in pain and eagerness:

"That bastard eats, drinks, prostitutes and gambles all day long, and his body has already collapsed. Will it affect the effect of the technique of immortality?"

At this time, Teacher Orochi felt a little bit afraid of this old man in his dying years.

Something came into this world, blood and other dirty things flowed from every pore from top to bottom, but the old man couldn't bear to let the blood out of his body. Those dirty things had been fermenting in his body for nearly a century. Turned into an indescribably rotten pus, every breath he took was polluting the world.

The old man had already obtained everything, but even so, he was still dissatisfied and wanted to grab more, such as the immortality that even the emperor could not get.

Even if he wanted to kill his only grandson with his own hands, he would not hesitate.

"No effect."

"That's good, that's good."

The old man breathed a sigh of relief, and told the silver-haired butler behind him:

"Go and call Junfu back from the United States, and also call the nutritionist team and medical team of the national team to formulate a training plan and restore Junfu's body within three months."

Teacher Orochi opened and closed his eyelids, and said without a trace of warmth in his voice:

"One more thing, this time, I need ten living people to do the experiment."

"No problem, Kurosaki, arrange it right away."

"But, didn't we just send you five people this month?" Butler Kurosaki hesitated, "It's really difficult to get ten living people at once."

"Baga! Kurosaki, do you want to delay this old man's dream of immortality?"

The old man flew into a rage, swung his cane, and hit Steward Kurosaki directly on the head, smashing him to the ground.

But Butler Kurosaki didn't dare to dodge or block. Instead, Dogeza knelt on the ground and let the old man hit him on the back and head with his cane.

"Those scum who owe the company usury and can't pay, those street bums, as many as you want, let the old man catch! If there is not enough, Kurosaki, you can take it up yourself."

"Understood, sir."

After getting permission, Butler Kurosaki got up from the ground with his face covered in blood, and pushed the old man who was drowsy after venting his anger out with a wheelchair.

A few minutes later, Butler Kurosaki returned to the tea room and led Orochi-sensei and Fujiki Yokai to a guest room.

"For the next three days, I will entrust the two of you for my master's recuperation. As before, if you have nothing to do, please don't leave the guest room. If you need anything, please call the phone in the guest room."

Although Butler Kurosaki wiped his head and face when he went out, his nose was still bruised and his forehead was still oozing blood.

"Thank you for your hard work. Kihara-kun, treat Kurosaki-kun."

Teacher Orochi said to the Fujiki monster, and the Fujiki monster protruded a branch from its body, and put it on Butler Kurosaki's head, emitting a green light.

A few seconds later, the wound on Butler Kurosaki's face healed without any medicine, and he was back to normal.

"Thanks."

Butler Kurosaki politely thanked him, then bowed and exited the guest room, locking the guest room from the outside.

"Kihara-kun."

Teacher Big Snake just opened his mouth, and the vine monster immediately understood. A large vine sprouted from his body, and climbed inch by inch along the floor and wall, carefully inspecting all the furniture and blind spots in the guest room.

"No bugs."

"Kurosaki-kun is still very sensible."

Teacher Orochi casually sat down on a guest chair.

"Teacher, do you really want to cast immortality on that human?" The vine wood monster approached and whispered.

"How can there be immortality? I'm just coaxing that old man." Teacher Orochi said indifferently.

"After those three months..."

"This country is rotten from top to bottom, and it's enough to find a partner when the time comes. With my 'immortality' and your healing technique, there are as many potential partners as there are. And I'm already thinking about it. Do you want to temporarily evacuate Tokyo?"

Since April, the situation in Tokyo has changed drastically. Whether it is the superhumans who appeared in Tokyo, or the big monster-level shark-faced monster that has never been seen before, there is an aura that the mountain rain is about to come, and the big snake The teacher is seriously considering whether to break up the organization and temporarily withdraw from Tokyo to wait and see the situation.

Before that, some things must be cleaned up.

For example, to recover valuable experimental samples!

"Has the recovery task been arranged?"

"Yes, teacher. Recently, due to the tight investigation by the Metropolitan Police Department, the only people who can be unobtrusive in the human community are Shi Tou and Quan Kai from the Disciplinary Picket Team."

"I've arranged for the two of them to be recycled. It doesn't matter whether they live or die, but they have to bring their heads back intact."

The Fujiki monster hesitated for a moment, and asked again: "Teacher, that girl is the only lucky one who survived, so it should be of great research value. Why don't you try to capture it alive?"

As the teacher's deputy, it is very clear that the teacher is also conducting human experiments just like the Yokosuka Port military base.

Naturally, the human and financial resources of the organization cannot be compared with that of human beings, and the method of human experimentation is completely unscientific, but the progress is even ahead of human beings.

Compared with humans who have made no progress, their monsters have at least one half-finished product.

Human beings use science to analyze the extraordinary, but they have gone in the wrong direction from the very beginning.

"It's not necessary, that container is almost broken." Teacher Dashe said indifferently: "I expected her to be a qualified container."

"Sure enough, the human body still can't withstand my sorcery. The container's body has collapsed to the limit. Now it doesn't even have the qualifications to be a container. Before she dies, just recover her head."