Chapitre 30: Chp-30: LV3 of Electromagnetic Force
Using the Multi-Shadow Clone Jutsu to exploit the system for a while, Satoru finally felt a crisp sound resonate through his body as if something had been broken. Simultaneously, the purple starry vortex emitted a wave of ripples in his mind.
[Electromagnetic Force Level 3]
[Next Upgrade Experience: 20000]
"Finally, an upgrade!"
Satoru took a deep, satisfying breath, a smile on his lips.
Upon upgrading, the first noticeable change was the refining of his body. Impurities were broken down and reassembled, transforming into extremely pure life energy that rejuvenated his physical form.
Unlike previous upgrades, this refinement was more thorough, affecting his internal organs.
Activating his Byakugan, Satoru observed that his field of vision had expanded from 3 kilometres to 4 kilometres, with the transmitted images becoming significantly clearer.
Feeling the increased control over his electromagnetic power, Satoru took a deep breath and raised his hands.
The surrounding shadow clones froze, suddenly realizing they had lost control over the metal ninja tools in front of them. Their intention to manipulate the tools was like an insect trying to shake a tree—utterly powerless against the overwhelming force.
Shuriken, kunai, and other metal tools rose into the air, converging above Satoru. Under the shocked gazes of the shadow clones, the surfaces of the metal tools gradually turned red, and the surrounding air began to heat up.
"What's happening? Why does it suddenly feel so hot?"
"Wow, is this another ability of the original?"
"Teach us, original!"
...
The clones stared wide-eyed, chattering in amazement. The metal tools' surfaces had become red-hot, with the heat even causing the plants on the ground to wither.
Solid metal turned into liquid, emitting hissing sounds as it formed a large, molten ball that constantly writhed.
Satoru took a deep breath and used the remaining chakra to control the shape of the molten metal.
The red-hot liquid elongated, forming a slender blade with a slight curve, followed by the hilt and other details.
Finally, the molten metal, refined from hundreds of ninja tools, turned into a long, slender sword, emitting a chilling gleam.
Admiring his creation, Satoru's pale face broke into a smile.
"I'll call this sword 'Long Fang!'"
Nearby, the clones were dumbfounded.
"Original, I want to learn that."
Satoru looked over and snapped his fingers.
"Thank you for your hard work. I look forward to working with you again."
With a series of poofs, all the clones turned into white smoke and disappeared simultaneously.
Now that his electromagnetic force had upgraded, there was no point in further exploiting the clones. With an experience requirement of 20000 points for the next level, even using the clones extensively wouldn't suffice for a quick upgrade.
After dispersing the shadow clones, the chakra they had taken returned to his body, filling the hollow sensation in his abdomen and restoring his complexion.
Gripping the cooled Long Fang, Satoru tested a few slashes, finding the sword's balance and feeling impeccable.
This sword was created by refining and compressing the impurities out of hundreds of ninja tools. Its quality was likely unmatched by even standard chakra metal swords, and being custom-made, it fit him perfectly.
**Electromagnetic Furnace!**
This was Satoru's name for the new ability developed from his Level 3 electromagnetic force.
The Electromagnetic Furnace used magnetic fields to accelerate molecular motion, dramatically increasing the temperature of objects. The principle was simple: just like how induction stoves and microwaves work, rapid molecular motion leads to a sharp rise in temperature.
High school physics taught that increased molecular motion raises the temperature, and the reverse is also true—accelerated molecular motion causes a rapid temperature increase.
This wasn't limited to metals. If a ninja stepped into Satoru's Electromagnetic Furnace, their body molecules would uncontrollably collide, potentially melting them into a puddle of liquid.
Breathing out, Satoru's eyes gleamed with anticipation: "If I can develop the Electromagnetic Furnace, then I'm not far from mastering matter reorganization."
Matter reorganization was the electromagnetic force ability Satoru most desired—the ability to control atoms at a microscopic level, rearranging them to create new materials.
In his vision, mastering this ability would allow him to infiltrate and eliminate the cursed seal on his forehead at the atomic level!
The cursed seal had been a persistent threat, and no one liked having such a thing on their forehead.
The Electromagnetic Furnace allowed him to manipulate molecules, marking the beginning of his journey into the microscopic realm of electromagnetic force.
With his Level 3 electromagnetic force, Satoru roughly estimated his current strength.
In close combat, due to the peculiar nature of his abilities, he could likely overpower most Jonin. At long range, his magnetic sniper ability could easily annihilate conventional ninjas, albeit at a high cost.
...
The next day.
Following his agreement with Shibi Aburame, Satoru arrived at the mission management office, intending to pick a team mission.
"Satoru, you're late."
In front of the mission management office, Shibi Aburame, wearing his signature sunglasses, showed a rare hint of emotion.
"Sorry, I was delayed by something," Satoru apologized, scratching his head. He had stayed up late the previous night, testing his new abilities.
"Hmm?"
As Satoru approached, Shibi Aburame's eyes widened slightly in surprise.
Beside him, Anko and Rin also noticed something unusual and leaned in, examining Satoru suspiciously.
"Wha... what's going on?" Satoru instinctively stepped back, stuttering. He suddenly felt like a helpless rabbit being stared down by two hungry wolves.
"Satoru, you seem even paler," Anko said through gritted teeth, her face full of envy and resentment.
"Yes, and your skin is glowing," Rin added, her eyes narrowing. An icy aura emanated from her.
"Do you have a secret beauty regimen?" Rin asked.
Paler? Glowing?
Satoru wanted to cry. Who knew that the electromagnetic force's body refinement had this effect? Judging by their expressions, if he didn't reveal his "beauty secret," these two wouldn't let him off easily.
"Do you believe it's just natural?" Satoru gulped.
"You're lying! Hand over your beauty regimen!" Rin lunged, grabbing Satoru by the collar.
Anko rolled up her sleeves, looking equally menacing.
"Alright, Satoru, I suspected something when your skin suddenly improved last time. You can't blame it on magnet release anymore. Hand over the secret now," Anko demanded.
Even the usually aloof Rin couldn't resist the allure of a beauty secret, leaving Satoru feeling helpless. He turned a pleading gaze to Shibi Aburame.
But Shibi Aburame, not wanting to get involved, shrugged and began scanning the mission board.
Behind him, Satoru's cries of distress echoed like a pig being slaughtered.
État de l’alimentation hebdomadaire
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