As Aizen in Naruto and Joined a Chat Group Chapter 430: The Boy Turned to Stone

Unbelievable!

Qi Luoli settled back on the sofa, her feline features contorted into a surprisingly human-like expression of shock. She found these group members utterly outrageous, constantly boasting about dismembering each other's kidneys.

Naturally, the most audacious of the bunch was the group leader. How could he conceive of such a devilish method of healing? Could this truly be termed healing, or was it merely torture disguised as such?

What transgression had this little kitty committed to warrant such torment?

Curly-haired Guy: Hmph, you can’t even manage something like this... You dare to claim the title of warrior? If this minor discomfort is too much for you to bear, I find it difficult to believe you'll truly uphold our ideals.

Lazy Kitten: What do you mean "minor discomfort"? Why don't you try cutting off your own kidney!

Foul-Mouthed Mask Guy: Apologies for intruding. Speaking of which, I'm quite fond of removing kidneys. And it's not just kidneys, mind you. Sometimes I even clean out my large intestine. For me, it's a rather routine procedure.

Lazy Kitten: Ugh, who's comparing themselves to a degenerate like you!

Foul-Mouthed Mask Guy: Believe me, dear little kitty. It might sting fiercely the first time, but if you can endure it, you'll discover it becomes insignificant. On the contrary, you'll find yourself relishing the sensation of pain more and more!

Doujin Artist: ? You can derive pleasure from that?

Machete Girl: Truly, as expected of Mr. Deadpool.

Katsura Kotonoha dabbed at her non-existent sweat and drew a deep breath. Honestly, she had merely been jesting with everyone. She never genuinely believed they could employ such a method for healing.

After all, the notion of self-amputating a kidney is profoundly terrifying!

Not a superficial fear, but a primal dread emanating from the very core of her being. She felt unequivocally incapable of enduring such agony.

Yet, Deadpool not only endures it but apparently finds enjoyment in it? This is quite mind-boggling!

Wig Guy: Incidentally, how long does a severed kidney remain viable? Is it feasible to utilize it for the black market organ trade?

Scarlet Lotus Fairy: ??? Are you serious?

Wig Guy: I am not joking. This is a genuine consideration. The shogunate's forces are unreliable, thus necessitating the establishment of our own dedicated team.

Curly-haired Guy: You're back, Wig! I thought you were lost in your official duties!

Wig Guy: Gintoki, you underestimate me! I, Katsura Kotaro, am perpetually vigilant. My acceptance of the position as head of this executive committee was merely to facilitate matters.

Curly-haired Guy: I don't believe you, damn it!

Claiming it's for convenience, this individual was likely ostracized by the shogunate's higher-ups. This circumstances led him to realize his divergence from their path.

He certainly wouldn't voice such sentiments if he weren't being marginalized.

Skirt-Flipping Maniac: Wig, I empathize with your situation, but you must abandon the idea of assembling an army through kidney harvesting. It's both foolish and absurd. You cannot sustain an army solely on your own kidneys.

Doujin Artist: Moreover, who would desire a kidney you've removed yourself? You would be relegated to seeking out clandestine establishments that deal in illicit human organs. However, should a black market clinic discover your kidneys regenerate, what do you imagine you would become?

Lazy Kitten: A kidney-producing asset?

Scarlet Lotus Fairy: Like harvesting chives?

Wig Guy: This... In that case, perhaps forget it.

Katsura Kotaro envisioned himself strapped to a hospital bed, sedated heavily, his kidneys being repeatedly harvested. He shuddered involuntarily.

Curly-haired Guy: Hmph, already frightened? Cease being a coward and go sell your kidney! If you're unable, Gin-san will assist you in locating a suitable hospital!

This is an Actor: And then capitalize on Wig as a resource for production, correct.

After dispatching the message, Jellal refocused his attention on the magical circle schematic before him. The fundamental design for the Tower of Paradise was nearly finalized. The subsequent challenges involved material acquisition and construction logistics.

Regarding materials, he had secured the crucial Emerald Core from Snape. This item is truly beyond price, unobtainable even with vast fortunes.

The Emerald Core originates from a magical Cold Moon tree branch, buried deep within the planet's core for millennia, eventually forming this natural treasure.

Cold Moon trees vanished entirely during the magical cataclysm ten thousand years prior, underscoring the immense rarity of the Emerald Core. It also serves as a premier component for synthesizing all manner of arcane potions.

Snape's willing transfer of the Emerald Core stemmed, naturally, from his profound longing. This longing was directed towards Harry Potter's mother, Lily Evans.

She was Snape's childhood confidante and the individual he cherished most deeply.

Due to Snape's youthful temperament, this deeply cherished bond ultimately shifted towards Harry's father. Tragically, she met her demise at the hands of Voldemort.

This devastating event cast an indelible shadow over Snape, representing his deepest, unspoken regret.

Should Jellal’s R system be successfully constructed, a possibility arises to resurrect the one he loves. How could Snape possibly refuse? Merely needing the Emerald Core was a small price; even if it demanded Snape’s own life, he would readily offer it.

Observing him solely from the outside, one would struggle to fathom that the stern Professor Snape harbored such profound devotion. This must be the legendary individual who conceals their emotions with utmost depth.

Indeed.

It wasn’t only Snape’s fervent desire to bring back his beloved that fueled his eagerness, but also his unwavering faith in Jellal. Had anyone else claimed the ability to resurrect the deceased, Snape would have undoubtedly dismissed it as falsehood.

However, Jellal was different. Snape’s trust in him surpassed even that which he held for Dumbledore. Throughout their shared history, Snape had come to believe there was virtually nothing beyond Jellal’s capabilities.

Jellal felt compelled not to betray this trust. Even if the R system proved inadequate for Lily’s revival, he possessed alternative methods. As a genuine deity, such confidence was inherent to his nature.

Buzz.

As Jellal’s thoughts swirled, a radiant, spectral phoenix materialized, piercing through the solid wall and entering his field of vision.

"Another unfortunate soul has succumbed, Zickrein. This instance involves a young boy, now turned to stone. Proceed to my office at once; an urgent meeting is required." The phoenix spoke, channeling Dumbledore’s voice.

This was, in essence, Dumbledore’s Patronus Charm, employed by the venerable professor as a communication device.

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