Chapter 3

He suddenly appeared in front of Ishihara.

At once, Ishihara's voice cut off short, and he stared with wide eyes.

"Holy crap, it's actually Orochimaru?!"

Ishihara immediately understood — he had probably transmigrated into the world of Naruto.

But why did the one who found him have to be Orochimaru!

This is Snake Uncle, who loves experimental subjects!

Although he really does like geniuses, and treats them extremely well…

I seem to be a genius too right now.

Then there's no problem!

Ishihara looked at the cold-faced Orochimaru and grinned.

No matter what, survive first, talk later.

Orochimaru was taken aback for a moment by Ishihara's smile.

"If you can survive, then become my disciple."

Encountering Ishihara on the road of defection gave him a sense of fate!

He had examined Ishihara's body and was certain there was no trace of chakra within.

Under such circumstances, being able to control his snakes — the future is worth looking forward to!

Hearing this, Ishihara immediately smiled even more happily.

Finally, no need to stay out in the wilderness waiting to die.

Orochimaru picked up Ishihara and continued the road of escape.

Perhaps because they were about to leave the borders of the Land of Fire, Orochimaru did not encounter any more Konoha Anbu behind them.

It put him in an even better mood.

But Ishihara was nearly being tortured to madness.

"What the hell kind of baby-carrying position is this, I'm about to be jolted to death!"

"If you don't feed me something soon, I'm going to starve to death!"

Unable to bear the hunger any longer, little Ishihara poked Orochimaru with his small hand and opened his mouth to wail.

"Hungry?"

Orochimaru stopped, looked at Ishihara, and quickly realized, then frowned tightly.

Right now he was on the run — where would he find the time and energy to go look for milk for a child.

So he walked into the forest and caught a wild wolf as large as a cow.

"Little brat, whether you can survive is up to heaven's will!"

With that, he used a kunai to slash open the wild wolf's throat, and blood flowed out.

Below was Ishihara, his eyes wide as saucers!