Byakugan Wolf and Class Assignments!

"Rin!"

A figure rushed past Tang Ping toward the girl ahead with short brown hair and two purple markings on her cheeks.

It should have been a beautiful scene, but Tang Ping looked as though he had seen a venomous snake.

Yes.

The person who had just rushed over was the future super Byakugan Wolf who would murder his teacher, destroy his clan, and even try to destroy the world.

Uchiha Obito!

If Tang Ping had not known that even without Obito, the Uchiha Clan would still meet disaster at the hands of classmate Madara, the master of lying low, and Danzo, that Pot Kage, he would have found a way to eliminate this threat.

Before his transmigration, plenty of people had admired and liked this type of person—the kind willing to destroy everything for the one they loved.

But in reality, it was utterly disgusting and hateful.

The Fourth Hokage had treated him with complete sincerity, yet Obito hated him just because he had not arrived in time to save him?

Are you seriously that sick in the head?

As the Fourth Hokage, one of the village's top combat forces, his duty was to fight, not to "babysit." Besides, he had not even been there at the time.

And as for the Uchiha Clan, they had done absolutely nothing to wrong him.

Yet when faced with such scum and an idiot, future Naruto would whitewash him simply because his dream had been to become Hokage.

Tsk, tsk!

If the people Obito had killed could have come back to life, they would definitely have wanted to tear Naruto apart alive.

Forgiving and whitewashing someone like that? What the hell was wrong with his brain?

So, in Tang Ping's eyes, the future Obito was completely beyond redemption.

It was only because Obito had just enrolled and was still far from becoming a Byakugan Wolf that Tang Ping could not judge him for his future crimes. Otherwise, he would not merely find him unpleasant.

All he could say was that the ninja world's values were truly twisted beyond belief. At any rate, he had no praise for them.

But one thing had to be said.

Even if the ninja world's values were a mess, its looks were truly top-notch.

Perhaps it was because of Chakra, but female ninjas looked nothing like they lived in such a deprived world.

Take his own White Thighs, for example. Her looks were extremely similar to a game character with the same name from before his transmigration. If not for that, Tang Ping definitely would not have been able to stomach living off her.

Ahem!

He was getting ahead of himself. No matter how cute Nohara Rin was, Tang Ping did not have a cuckold fetish. Besides, they were only a few years old. He was not some lolicon.

A person could not—at the very least, should not... right?

At that moment, Obito, who had been loudly saying something nonstop, left with a smiling Rin.

Ninja Academy was already on break. Since they were not heading toward the school, they naturally were not going the same way as everyone else.

Before long, Tang Ping arrived at the academy.

The Uchiha clan grounds were located in the center of the village, very close to the academy—far closer than the village outskirts where he had lived before.

The moment he entered the classroom—

"Tang Ping!"

Honda Taka, seated in the corner, raised a hand to greet him, and the other students looked over as well.

Previously—

Aside from his two friends, the other students would have avoided Tang Ping, the dead last, like the plague.

But after yesterday's battle, when he had defeated the super genius Kakashi head-on, everyone's opinion of him had changed.

Under all those gazes, Tang Ping walked over and sat beside his two best friends.

"Do you have any information about today's class assignments?"

He asked as soon as he sat down.

Though the chubby boy was weak, his information network was excellent. If there were any rumors, he could definitely uncover them.

Class assignments and team leaders were extremely important!

They concerned the graduates' futures.

The benefits of having a strong ninja with a good temperament as one's team leader went without saying.

Take the future Konoha 12. If their team leaders had not been Elite Jonin but instead Chunin or Special Jonin, just see whether they could have grown as strong as they did.

They might have died during missions first.

Assassinating the geniuses of enemy villages was standard practice.

That was precisely why Tang Ping cared about the team leaders.

If he truly got assigned under a Chunin instructor, leaving aside whether he would receive guidance, even the level of protection during missions would be worrying.

Honda Taka lowered his voice. "I heard there have been changes to the team leaders this time..."

As he spoke, he glanced at Tang Ping.

Clearly, those changes had something to do with him.

Yesterday's assessment had caused a huge impact.

Because the ninja world was one where individual strength could determine everything.

The value of a top-tier powerhouse far surpassed that of countless cannon fodder.

So if a genius was discovered, resources would absolutely be invested into cultivating them. No one would waste or ignore such talent.

Tang Ping now belonged in the category of "genius."

Although his strength was based on his Summoning Beast, defeating Kakashi alone was enough.

Ninjas did not care about fair fights. They only cared about results.

Soon, one team leader after another entered the classroom and announced the names of the teams they would lead.

"Team Two: Kuriyama Kazuhiko, Kido Eri, Toda Ayaka..."

Three-person teams!

They were also called "classes."

One freshly graduated Genin after another was called away.

"Honda Taka!"

A Chunin instructor suddenly called the chubby boy's name.

Team assignments were decided by the village higher-ups. They did not take ordinary friendships into account, so it was perfectly normal for the three of them to be assigned to different teams.

"Be careful, and..." Tang Ping stuffed several bottles of diluted Healing Potion into his hands. "Come find me when you run out!"

Since the Healing Potion had already been exposed, he naturally would not deny a few bottles to his best friend.

The instructions for using them were written on a note as well.

With Healing Potions, Honda Taka would at least have a better chance of surviving missions.

Honda Taka did not inspect the potions immediately. He gave Tang Ping a grateful look before quickly leaving the classroom.

If they really were something valuable, it naturally was not suitable to examine them in front of others.

That alone showed how thoughtful the chubby boy was, completely unlike his fat appearance.

"Yours!"

Tang Ping handed another set to the friend beside him.

"Thanks!"

After accepting it, Yamaa Koji's eyes flickered slightly, but he did not say much.

Given their relationship, there was indeed no need to say more.

But Tang Ping knew that although the other boy usually looked cold and aloof, he was actually warm-hearted beneath the surface.

Otherwise, no matter how talented he was, Tang Ping would never have become friends with him.

Now they understood why, after transmigrating, Tang Ping had chosen to "make friends" with the two of them, right?

Originally, after lying low, he had planned to rely on Honda Taka financially and Yamaa Koji for martial strength. That way, he could comfortably be a Salted Fish and enjoy life.

But he had not expected his plan to lie low to be ruined, leaving him no choice but to work hard himself.

Even so, he still chose to help the two of them.

Because they were support he could truly control. He could not trust anyone else, not even his own White Thighs completely.

After all, although they were engaged, they had not spent much time together.

He would not be like those other transmigrated protagonists and judge people entirely by their impressions of the Uchiha from the anime. If he did, the grass on his grave would already be several feet tall.

After all, anime was anime, and reality was reality.

Anime glorified positive elements like "passion, youth, hard work, Bonds..." while completely overlooking everything else.

Just like how there were still plenty of struggles for power and profit within the Uchiha Clan. Those things would not be shown in anime, which only focused on portraying the clan as beautiful, strong, and tragic.

The filter was far too heavy!

That was why Tang Ping had not intended to move back to the clan grounds after transmigrating. If his plan to lie low had not failed, he definitely would not have returned to live there.

As he pondered this, fewer and fewer people remained in the classroom.

It was obvious that most team leaders were Chunin, with only the occasional Special Jonin.

And the ones taken away by those Special Jonin were either from ninja clans or were geniuses.

Black. Utterly black!

By comparison, it showed just how outrageous it was that every future Konoha 12 team leader was an Elite Jonin.

In other words, ordinary Genin and civilians were directly treated as consumables and cannon fodder.

In the end, only Tang Ping and Yamaa Koji remained in the classroom.

Before they could discuss who their future instructor might be, they saw two figures—one tall and one short—walk in through the classroom door.

Damn!

That was Tang Ping's immediate thought.