"Haha... hahahaha..."
Orochimaru suddenly threw his head back and laughed.
The surrounding researchers looked at their captain, who was usually as cold as ice but was now laughing like a madman, somewhat at a loss.
"Cap... Captain, are you alright?"
"I'm fine."
Orochimaru stopped laughing and put his glasses back on, flames burning in his pupils. "I'm just... too excited."
"Relay my orders! Everyone return to your posts immediately! Review the experimental data just now. I want to know why it only lit up for a moment!"
The figure in white regained his usual calm, but his tone carried a fanaticism. "We have only just begun!"
"Yes!"
The members of Team Zero threw themselves back into intense research.
However, new problems soon appeared.
They found that although they could successfully light up the bulb, the light was always flickering and extremely unstable.
Sometimes it was blindingly bright, and sometimes it was so weak it was almost invisible.
Moreover, this energy called electricity seemed very volatile and difficult to store.
What gave them even more of a headache was that this energy seemed unable to be transmitted over long distances.
Team Zero tried using various metal wires to connect the generator to the bulb at the other end of the laboratory.
They found that the longer the wire, the dimmer the bulb, and beyond a hundred meters, it barely lit up at all.
"The current is extremely unstable..."
"Cannot be stored..."
"Huge loss in long-distance transmission..."
One problem after another, like mountains, lay before Orochimaru and his team.
Orochimaru hit a bottleneck again.
He felt like a thief who had found the door to a treasure trove but couldn't find the key to open it.
A burnt smell and a thick sense of frustration permeated Team Zero's laboratory.
The researchers dejectedly cleaned up the wreckage of the generator that was completely scrapped, disappointment written on everyone's face.
They were clearly only one step away from success.
Orochimaru sat alone at a messy lab bench, with the "generator conceptual drawing" from Lord Hokage, which he treasured, spread out in front of him.
Over and over again, he carefully studied every detail on the blueprint, trying to find the reason for the failure.
"The winding method of the coils is correct... the arrangement fully meets the requirements... the gear transmission ratio is also optimal..."
They could successfully generate electricity and light up that small bulb.
But this electricity was like a wild horse off its reins—violent, unstable, and impossible to control effectively.
The current fluctuated greatly. The bulb either flickered because the current was too weak or burned out instantly due to current overload.
They had also tried using various sealing scrolls and special chakra containers to store this energy, but without exception, all failed.
Electricity seemed to be an unbound ghost that could only bloom at the moment of generation and then vanish without a trace.
"Where exactly is the problem..."
He felt trapped in a huge bottleneck.
The truth was clearly right in front of him, but he couldn't grasp it.
Orochimaru rubbed his throbbing temples, forcing himself to calm down.
He stood up and began to pace back and forth in the laboratory, trying to find a clue from the wreckage of those failed experiments.
His gaze swept over the burnt coils, over the fused filaments, and finally landed on a lab bench in the corner.
On that lab bench were some tools used for measurement and positioning.
Among them was a small magnetic needle used to identify directions in the wild.
Orochimaru's steps suddenly stopped.
His gaze locked firmly onto that small magnetic needle.
He remembered.
In the instant when an experiment failed, the generator exploded, and a huge current pulse was generated.
Out of the corner of his eye, he seemed to catch a glimpse... this magnetic needle seemed to... deflect slightly.
At that time, everyone's attention was on the exploding generator, and no one noticed this detail.
But now, when he saw this magnetic needle again, that image surfaced in his mind with incredible clarity.
Current... magnetic needle...
Electricity... and magnetism...
Could there be... some connection between the two?
An absurd thought, yet one that made his heart pound wildly, grew frantically in his mind.
Orochimaru strode to the lab bench, picked up the magnetic needle, and examined it carefully.
Then, from a pile of scrapped parts, he dug out a section of copper coil that was barely usable and a magnet.
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