Bad Taste

"Congratulations, Sasuke." A sincere smile showed on Wang Yan's face.

Another worker had joined his ranks with their own supplies—and one who did not need to be paid, at that. How could he not be happy?

Remaining Resource Points: 95,500.

Just converting Sasuke's identity had brought in a net income of 16,000 points. Even after deducting the cost of expanding the upper limit of Reincarnator Slots, he had still made a net profit of 15,000. As Sasuke's fate changed in the future, Wang Yan would gain even more.

Did he really think Wang Yan had tossed out Sakura Haruno's perspective version of Naruto merely to satisfy his own bad taste?

Emmm...

While that was indeed an important factor, on the other hand, it was also a long-term setup, adding more variables to this world.

When the day of fate settlement arrived, every arrangement would turn into harvests.

Upon hearing Wang Yan's words, Sasuke, who had been quietly sorting through the information in his mind, suddenly froze.

"Y-you... are you also a Reincarnator?" Sasuke showed Wang Yan ample respect.

Having learned many truths, some of the extremism and coldness in his personality had diminished, and his manner of speaking had naturally changed as well.

Before this, let alone Wang Yan merely provoking him into opening his two-tomoe Sharingan, even if Wang Yan had directly given him a Rinnegan in his left eye and a Tenseigan in his right, he probably would not have received this treatment.

Sasuke had never considered that what he had just experienced was merely the other man's Genjutsu, saving Wang Yan quite a bit of explanation.

Wang Yan smiled. Without changing expression or skipping a beat, he casually spouted nonsense. "Me? I barely count as an external collaborator of the reincarnation system. Although I have business dealings with Lord Main God, my identity differs from that of the Reincarnators."

He was casually finding himself an identity that would make things convenient. Otherwise, he could hardly enter the fray personally as a Reincarnator, could he?

After all, he had not appeared in that Book of Prophecies. He ultimately needed an identity that could pass on the surface.

Wang Yan was fairly confident in his current strength. If things went wrong, he would directly spend Reward Points to enhance his Spiritual Power, activate Mental Storm, and brainwash the entire world.

That was far more convenient than Infinite Tsukuyomi. No preparation was needed, no prerequisites were required; as long as it was necessary, Wang Yan could immediately pay-to-win his way to it.

But not only would that lack any aesthetic appeal, the Resource Points he could harvest would also be fewer. In a sense, it would not differ much from nuking the land clean. Under normal circumstances, he did not intend to do that.

Sasuke frowned deeply, his expression somewhat puzzled. "Reincarnator...s?"

Hearing this, Wang Yan remained calm. "You don't think you're the only one who received an opportunity to transcend, do you?"

"Other Reincarnators... who are they?"

Sasuke stiffly curled the corners of his lips into an awkward smile. "If it's classified, pretend I never asked."

Wang Yan waved a hand. "It's not much of a secret. Sooner or later, you'll have a chance to cooperate. The previous generation's thirty billion Reincarnators thought their wings had grown strong. They colluded with one another, formed alliances and armies, and tried to break away from Lord Main God's glory to establish their own faction. The result was that their entire force was annihilated within one nanosecond. From body to soul, they were utterly erased."

"You understand now, right? This is the thirty-sixth restart of the Reincarnation Space, and you, due to the favor of the Universal Will, luckily became one of the first batch of Reincarnators."

Hearing this, Sasuke felt his throat go dry, his heart race wildly, and his palms burn.

Opportunity!

Fortune!

A future of infinite possibilities!

At the same time, he was awed by that elusive "Lord Main God."

Thirty billion people—most likely thirty billion peak experts from across All Worlds and Realms, not thirty billion pigs! Yet they had been wiped out just like that!

Although Sasuke did not quite understand the concept of one nanosecond, that did not stop him from sighing with emotion.

Lord Main God was ruthless beyond belief—truly terrifying!

"Be honest, work diligently, and as long as you don't make any fundamental mistakes, Lord Main God is still very tolerant." Wang Yan patted Sasuke on the shoulder.

Using an honorific for himself felt a little shameless, but it was damn satisfying.

After saying that, Wang Yan reclined against the Air Chair behind him—a universal-use application of Telekinesis—propped his chin up with one hand, and said leisurely, "If I'm not mistaken, your Reincarnator Number should be 004?"

Sasuke nodded obediently.

"The three Reincarnators before you are Orochimaru, Jiraiya, and Tsunade Hime."

"Oh... they recently formed a Reincarnation Squad. They should come to Konoha to carry out a mission."

As soon as those words were spoken, Sasuke Uchiha's pupils slightly constricted, and his body hair stood on end.

The legendary Three Ninja of Konoha!

The Guide, the major mid-story villain, and the Fifth Hokage from the Book of Prophecies!

So the future had already changed?

"Given your pitifully weak strength, Lord Main God could not be bothered to assign you any missions. During this time, I'll take you out for some training."

Wang Yan solemnly spouted nonsense. "I have received instructions from Lord Main God. When the time comes, your Reward Points will be settled according to your overall performance during the training."

"I still have things to do. So, see again!"

After saying that, Wang Yan's figure gradually turned transparent and disappeared.

"Training... Reward Points..."

Sasuke clenched his fists and used his thoughts as hands to browse through Main God's Exchange List.

All kinds of abilities, treasures, rare wonders, cultivation techniques, Bloodlines, technology, and materials filled it like vast, dazzling stars, leaving him dizzy.

It made him deeply realize just how insignificant he was.

"How terrifying... If the thirty billion Reincarnators who were instantly killed in the previous generation each possessed these strange and varied abilities... what level had Main God reached?"

Sasuke, thoroughly fooled into submission, had already lost the ability to think. He merely scrolled through the Exchange List in front of him by instinct.

The Complete Collection of Saiki Kusuo's Superpowers.

The Disaster Aura of the Elementary School Grim Reaper.

The Dimensional Pocket of the Blue Robot Cat.

Saiyan Bloodline.

Super High School Level Luck (Active: Nagito Komaeda / Passive: Makoto Naegi).

Complete Replacement: Fourth Espada, Ulquiorra.

Race Conversion—OVERLORD: Ruler of Death...

The more he looked, the colder his fingertips became.

Yet his heart burned hotter and hotter.

Sasuke welcomed another sleepless night.

The "Three Ninja" Reincarnation Squad has been established.

A team mission has been issued.

A simple prompt sounded beside the Three Ninja's ears. Then, a colorful image showed before them.

"This is... Konoha!"

Jiraiya rubbed his bald head. "I haven't returned in so many years. It's changed so much..."

"No."

Orochimaru took over the conversation, expressionless. "This is Konoha from several years ago."

Tsunade and Jiraiya neither asked how he knew nor wanted to ask.

Why make trouble for themselves for no reason?

The Three Ninja focused and carefully watched the image.

They vaguely sensed that this mission was related to the image that had suddenly appeared.

"You monster!"

In the image, an older woman smashed a rotten, stinking egg into the face of a blond child. Her expression was furious and twisted. "It's all because of you! You got my A-Shui killed! You Nine-Tails Fox, how do you still have the nerve to remain in Konoha?!"

The child's eyes reddened, his watery blue eyes covered by tears, like an injured stray cat.

In the end, he did not let the tears fall. He merely wiped his face and fled with his head lowered amid the curses and roars of the adults.

Seeing this, Jiraiya's face darkened.

Perhaps Orochimaru and Tsunade had not recognized the child, but he had.

The Fourth Hokage Namikaze Minato's son, Naruto Uzumaki.

Why had Naruto experienced something like this as a child?

Sarutobi-sensei, as Hokage...

Just how had he done his job?

Friends who like this book, if you have a book list, please add it. Thanks! (.)