Naruto entry

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Not everyone has space-time ninjutsu.

Even Hashirama Senju, known as the God of Shinobi, did not possess space-time ninjutsu that involved movement.

This can lead to problems with efficient communication.

Furthermore, there is a challenge in buying: the higher the accuracy, the more likely those strong individuals are to regain their former strength.

Then there is a risk of things getting out of control. As the saying goes, a great reputation is never undeserved, and Orochimaru dares not underestimate the methods of those strong individuals.

After all, there are many ninjutsu techniques that even he has only heard of but never seen.

"It doesn't matter."

Obito's voice was hoarse, yet composed.

The remaining tailed beast chakra within the "Gedo Mazo" was only enough for him to create 100,000 White Zetsu.

However, if "Dark Chakra" is added, this number can be increased further.

Although these White Zetsu are only Chunin-level in strength, they become very difficult to deal with once they form a large force, especially in large-scale wars.

They possess indistinguishable "Disguise Techniques," "Spore Techniques" that absorb enemy chakra, and "Mayfly Techniques" that allows them to merge their bodies with the earth and vegetation to achieve high-speed movement, among other techniques.

Ordinary ninjas are unlikely to be able to match White Zetsu in terms of ability.

The biggest weakness of White Zetsu is its lack of direct offensive ninjutsu.

However, Obito intends to find a way to make up for this.

While improving the quality of white-haired children, we should also find ways to increase their quantity.

Which ninja village could possibly defeat a million-strong White Zetsu army?

"Hahaha……"

Thinking of this, Obito couldn't help but let out a hearty laugh.

Uchiha Seiji, you will pay the price for what you did in the past sooner or later.

Obito clenched his fist.

The pain he experienced has continued to motivate him to this day.

"..."

Orochimaru looked at 'Uchiha Madara' who suddenly burst into laughter and wondered if he had lived too long and his mind was starting to go haywire.

"In that case, I'll take my leave."

Orochimaru spoke.

Collecting the genetic information of these powerful individuals happened to coincide with his purpose.

Orochimaru was very interested in these powerful individuals.

A person's corpse after death will contain all the secrets of their life.

……

Time keeps passing.

Sun rises and sets, spring goes and winter comes.

Kiyoshi and Mikoto stood in the bustling crowd, while Itachi went to the front alone.

Today is the first day of school.

"Is my brother going to school?"

Sasuke asked, looking at his mother.

"That's right, Sasuke will go sooner or later."

Mikoto smiled.

Will I go too?

Sasuke thought to himself.

He then focused his gaze on the tall man next to his mother.

According to his mother, that was his father.

When Sasuke learned that his father was the Hokage, he was overjoyed.

Only someone like her deserves such a perfect mother.

He was also very proud of his status as the son of the Hokage.

"Yes, you will go, Sasuke."

Kiyoshi patted Sasuke's head.

The story has finally begun.

Some of the twelve Konoha 10 are almost at the age to start school, and some are even older than Itachi.

Because Itachi was born late.

"Indra's chakra..."

Kiyoshi's dark eyes were fixed on Sasuke.

What bloodline limit will Sasuke awaken this time?

Kiyoshi couldn't help but ponder.

Ideally, they should all become stronger than the original characters.

Otherwise, how can he trigger more keywords?

Young Sasuke was unaware of Kiyoshi's thoughts; he only felt that his father's hands were very large and heavy.

He was unusually shy.

Kiyoshi couldn't help but smile when he saw Sasuke like this. Sasuke was a completely different person when he was a child and when he grew up.

Ultimately, it was Itachi who launched the massacre of his clan, and the image of his parents being killed by Itachi kept replaying in Sasuke's mind.

This drove Sasuke to extremes, making him increasingly ruthless in his pursuit of revenge.

Now that Qing Si is in charge, the so-called Night of Extermination will naturally not be launched.

So... how will the story unfold?

Kiyoshi was not worried about this; his strength was precisely the reason for his peace of mind.

Even if Itachi activated his Mangekyou Sharingan right now, he still wouldn't be a match for Kiyoshi.

His strength has reached a terrifying level.

Its chakra reserves are undoubtedly at the level of a tailed beast!

……

Itachi finally entered the Ninja Academy.

He was not happy because of the enrollment itself, but because the "school" made him truly feel for the first time that he was on the path to becoming a ninja.

This is completely different from when I trained alone or in secret with Shisui. Every day here is a step closer to my dream of becoming a ninja.

This made Itachi feel genuinely happy.

"So, before we begin the first class, I'd like to ask everyone to share their dreams, which can also be considered a self-introduction."

After an older teacher finished speaking, his gaze slowly swept across the classroom.

The students seemed a little nervous, looking at each other, unsure of how to react.

"How to do?"

What should I say?

hushed conversations rippled through the classmates who were not yet familiar with each other.

Itachi gazed at them silently, as if watching a scene unrelated to himself, and thought to himself, "It's only natural that they would hesitate."

Revealing your dreams to strangers is not something you can easily say.

"Then, let's begin in order of seat number," the teacher announced loudly, as if trying to suppress the restless commotion.

Uchiha Itachi's surname begins with "U," and according to alphabetical order, his seat number is quite early.

"well said!"

I don't know which student it was, but after saying, "I want to become a great ninja like my father," he received applause from the whole class.

A ninja as great as my father...

Kiyoshi's image appeared in Itachi's mind.

My father was truly remarkable.

The Hokage is already the man who stands at the pinnacle of the village.

So, is his dream also to become a great ninja like Kiyoshi?

Should I tell others that I am the Hokage father?

……

The introduction to the lesson was completed quickly.

Itachi walked out of the classroom, intending to go to the restroom.

"that……"

A voice suddenly came from behind him, and Itachi slowly turned around.

The noise in the corridor after school had not subsided.

Beside her were boys waiting for their friends to play together, and girls gathered together, laughing and chatting.

Everyone seemed to have been freed from the constraints of the classroom, radiating youthful energy during the break.

"You're Uchiha Itachi, right?"

The girl spoke, slightly raising her eyes to look at him.

She has medium-length, jet-black hair that reaches about shoulder length, and her hands are gently folded in front of her chest.

Beneath her delicate, willow-leaf eyebrows were a pair of long, bright eyes with clear, watery eyes that subtly revealed a gentle temperament.

"Yes."

"Don't you remember me, Itachi-kun?"

Uchiha Izumi spoke with a hint of reproach.

"spring."

Itachi said calmly.

He wasn't just like that with her; he maintained this attitude towards most of them while at school.

Most people would be deterred by his response and would stop initiating conversations with him.

"What a coincidence, we're in the same grade too."

Uchiha Izumi took the initiative to start a conversation.

"so what?"

Today was a rare day off for Shisui, and Itachi originally planned to go to him for training immediately after school, not wanting to waste time here.

"We're going home...by the same route, right?"

"The Uchiha clan all live in the same settlement, so naturally they follow the same path."

"That, that..."

The girl named Quan lowered her head slightly as she spoke.

"Should we go back together?"

"Sorry, I'm in a hurry."

Almost as soon as she extended the invitation, Itachi turned around and ran quickly down the corridor.