Two Tomoe, Backing

Wang Yan clapped his hands, drawing the attention of the three little ninjas.

"I will now analyze your strengths, interests, ideals, and pursuits. First, see if what I say is correct, and then we can discuss your future plans."

When he played the mobile game "Clumsy Ninja" on Earth, he had always wanted to try a real-life simulation game.

Now, the day had finally come!

"First, Sasuke."

The perpetually sneering, poker-faced young man was called out. He snorted coldly to express his dissatisfaction.

He believed that spending time discussing life ideals was less productive than training and improving his strength.

Wang Yan looked at Sasuke with a half-smile, his voice trailing off, "Spending time discussing life ideals is less productive than training and improving your strength. Is that what you're thinking?"

Sasuke looked as if he had seen a ghost.

His mouth opened slightly, his dark pupils contracting into needle-like points: "You..."

"Second young master of the Uchiha Clan, with well-rounded development in Fire Release, ninjutsu, and Taijutsu, but no distinct strengths, because every aspect is a weakness."

Wang Yan completely ignored Sasuke's inner thoughts. Seeing the other's unconvinced look, he continued to strike at the boy's spirit with his Ninjutsu: Mouth Cannon technique, "Some people at your age have already become Konoha Jonin, some have become Anbu Captains, and some have killed all their classmates at the Ninja Academy at the same age."

"Do you think you are very outstanding right now?"

After this series of examples, Sakura and Naruto, who were standing nearby, felt their scalps tingle.

Were there really so many monstrous geniuses in the world?

"As for your ideals and pursuits, they are laughable because they are fundamentally flawed."

As his words fell, Sasuke, who had been holding back for a long time, finally erupted.

His eyes turned slightly red, and his breathing grew heavy.

He was furious and couldn't help but roar, "What do you know! I will definitely kill that man! That is the entire meaning of my existence! Someone who doesn't understand anything shouldn't point fingers at other people's lives!"

Seeing Sasuke's reaction, Wang Yan's lips curled up slightly.

He wasn't afraid of his mindset collapsing; he was afraid of his indifference.

"As a dignified Konoha Jonin with high status and authority, I definitely know more secret information than you."

"Is the Uchiha Clan's massacre really as you saw it? Do you really think Uchiha Itachi did it willingly? Or do you not know about Genjutsu at all?"

These three consecutive questions caused the child, overwhelmed by information, to collapse instantly.

Sasuke began to doubt the truth he had firmly believed in.

Was the brother, who was so gentle, so considerate, and so thoughtful of him, truly the culprit behind the Uchiha Clan's massacre?

Memories, originally forcibly sealed, resurfaced one by one.

"Sasuke, I bought you new dango, try some."

"Don't push yourself too hard. Practicing Fire Release should be gradual. Be careful not to sustain hidden injuries, or you won't grow tall later..."

Two lines of tears streamed down his cheeks, and Sasuke cried his heart out.

Why!

Why was the killer Itachi!

But he had witnessed it with his own eyes on the day of the massacre!

"Idiot."

Wang Yan put on a look of disappointment, as if he couldn't stand the student not living up to his potential: "Didn't I just remind you? Genjutsu! Did you cheat your way to graduating first in the Ninja Academy?"

Hearing this, Sasuke's pitch-black heart suddenly brightened.

His face, still streaked with tears, twisted slightly, and his watery eyes showed a color named "hope."

"Could it be... Itachi was framed? Someone used Genjutsu on me?"

"Yes! That must be it! There's definitely a conspiracy behind this!"

Sasuke clenched his fists, his gaze gradually becoming firm, "I will become strong! Become the strongest! Take the position of Hokage! Just like the First Hokage, become an undisputed existence in the entire ninja world, find the real culprit from back then, and help Itachi clear all his infamy!"

Looking across all worlds and realms, across infinite planes, across billions of timelines, many truths are universal.

For example: people only believe what they are willing to believe.

The black-haired youth, having just successfully transformed, cast a grateful glance at Wang Yan. Wang Yan pursed his lips and mercilessly shattered the other's illusion: "Actually, I was just teasing you. In reality, the murderer who massacred the entire Uchiha clan was Uchiha Itachi."

"Someone did use Genjutsu on you that night, but the caster's name was also... Uchiha Itachi."

The last four words, as if carrying some kind of magic and invisible waves, drilled fiercely into Sasuke's mind, stirring up ripples in the sea of his memories.

Memories of his brother surfaced one by one before his eyes.

As precious as the good memories were, the cruel memories were just as heartbreaking.

Under Wang Yan's mental manipulation, Sasuke's eyes turned scarlet. Beside his ink-black pupils, two tomoe swirled respectively.

"Opening your eyes was the first gift I gave you. How is it, satisfied?"

Wang Yan's lazy voice reached his ears, and Sasuke's expression instantly contorted.

To hell with opening my eyes!

He wished he hadn't come to this hellhole today!

After opening his Sharingan, the false sense of power made Sasuke eager to try it out.

But as soon as he tried to make a move on Teacher Wang Yan, he was restrained by an invisible force.

The air seemed to become shackles, and Sasuke could do nothing but move his eyeballs.

"What does it mean to open your eyes?"

Naruto next to him didn't understand but felt it was amazing. He didn't want to just watch anymore, so he jumped out: "Teacher, teacher! What about my gift!"

"Don't worry, everyone gets one. However, my gifts aren't that easy to receive."

Wang Yan's eyes held a smile.

Those who accepted his benefits would become Reincarnators, working for him until the end of time.

The Little Blonde, Little Fox, showed a unique cunning. His eyes, as blue as the Clear Sky, darted around: "Can it increase my strength? I'm going to be the Hokage!"

He noticed that after Sasuke's eyes turned red, he seemed to have become much stronger. Even if he used Multiple Shadow Clone Jutsu, he might not be able to defeat him.

This Teacher Wang Yan was much more powerful than he had anticipated! If he didn't ask for some benefits now and hug his thigh, what if there was no chance later?

A child who grew up under bullying and insults had learned some survival wisdom without a teacher.

"In a sense, the gift I'm giving you is even stronger than the one I gave Sasuke."

Wang Yan's expression was strange. "But I have a question I need to ask clearly first..."

"Are you going to become the Hokage, or the Hokage's man?"

The Little Blonde was utterly confused.

Being pure, he couldn't understand the difference at all.

Sakura next to him blushed, her gossipy eyes darting between Sasuke and Naruto. Her face was like a Dyeing Workshop, sometimes red, sometimes green, sometimes white, sometimes purple.

Curiosity, excitement, nervousness, jealousy, sadness, happiness...

This was the first time Wang Yan had seen such complex expressions.

"Ah! This is too troublesome! I, Naruto Uzumaki, am going to be the Hokage! That's my Nindo!"

The Little Blonde pouted, using a cheap provocation: "Teacher, why are you always beating around the bush? Can't you afford a gift?"

"How could I not."

Wang Yan gave a mysterious smile, exactly like an unscrupulous vendor selling miracle pills on the street: "The gift I'm giving you is called..."

"Backing."

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