Naruto

For his own safety, Shuichi cut the First Hokage Cells into small strips of flesh before transplanting them.

Such a small amount is easy to compress, and in extreme situations, the meat can even be pulled out.

According to his estimate, completing this plan will take approximately three to four years.

The process of Yamato's Genes injection and modification took more than half a year, and the Orochimaru -style First Hokage Cells mixed into half of Kabuto's body also required several months to fuse.

Shuichi's goal is to achieve the ultimate Yang Release and Asura Chakra with minimal risk. If all goes well, this transplantation will be replicated on his other arm, chest, abdomen, and back.

Add the materials gradually as needed, and you'll be ready when you can use Wood Release anytime, anywhere.

Sage Mode, activated!

After standing still for a few minutes, the Natural Energy had gathered in place. Shuichi vaguely sensed that the success rate this time seemed to be a little faster than usual.

A handsome blue pattern appeared on Shuichi's face. In this state, he could clearly feel the First Hokage Cells on his arm becoming slightly more violent.

Especially at the location of that wound, the Natural Energy density is higher than in other parts of the body, and the effect is simply terrifying!

"Amazing, Hashirama Senju is probably a human version of the Divine Tree..."

Shuichi stared at his arm with his golden pupils. The First Hokage Cells inside seemed like a living worm, throbbing restlessly, trying to forcefully break free from the constraints of his muscles.

His expression remained unchanged as waves of high-quality Senjutsu Chakra flowed into his arm, greatly enhancing the vitality of his own body and making it increasingly easier to resist.

The power of Sage Mode is indeed extraordinary; using Natural Energy to counter Natural Energy is the right way.

At the same time, using the high activity levels of the two sides' cells to "fight" can also speed up the progress of the plan to some extent.

Shuichi maintained this state as much as possible until his Senjutsu Chakra was almost depleted, then he waved to Kotaro was eagerly waiting for him.

"Here it comes!"

The colorful parrot flew quickly over and perched on his shoulder, beginning to absorb the remaining energy.

"Ahhh..."

Kotaro's whole body began to tremble rapidly, and a human-like expression of joy appeared on his face, as if he had been given some kind of special drug. He also unconsciously made strange, incoherent noises.

Estimating its capacity, Shuichi immediately transformed into an anti-addiction system, disabling it a moment in advance.

"Alright, go over there and digest this on your own. Now get back to cultivating diligently."

"..."

The first transplant went smoothly. Shuichi wrapped a bandage around his arm and covered it by pulling down his sleeve.

Today's important goal has been achieved. Afterwards, he will transplant meat strips into different parts of his upper body, depending on his adaptation.

Having Hashirama's face growing on his body is really disgusting; Shuichi is a married man now.

Regular scraping and skin maintenance are necessary to ensure a smooth appearance; the healing process will definitely be slow, but fortunately, he has plenty of time...

"This is troublesome. I didn't expect that even though I don't practice Ninjutsu, I still have so much to do."

Shuichi emerged from the basement, muttering a helpless complaint.

Having finally overcome the most difficult hurdle in mastering Ice Release, there's no way I can give up now that I might need it in the future. I must dedicate my energy to training every day.

For Hong's safety and for his future plans, the preliminary preparations for the Yin Seal must also begin, with the focus on learning Sealing Formula involving storage.

The exploration of Cursed Seal and the soul is still in its infancy, but it is crucial to whether I can transcend to a higher level, so I cannot give it up.

"Sigh, being a man is such a tiring life!"

With a helpless sigh, Shuichi rushed to the center of the training field and began repeatedly practicing his ice-making speed...

In September, the sweltering heat of the Land of Fire gradually dissipates, and a cool autumn breeze can be felt when outdoors.

With the bright sunshine, it's the perfect time to go out.

The Konoha, of course, wouldn't let this rare good weather go to waste, and many went out to chat and joke with their relatives and friends.

The streets and alleys were bustling with people, and all sorts of shouts and calls rose and fell, with every shop eager to make as much money as possible.

The adults were having a great time, and the children were not to be outdone; several small figures chased each other through the crowd.

The villagers' feet seemed to become their playthings, serving as excellent cover to evade pursuit.

Slap slap--

"Ouch, that's terrible!"

The blond-haired boy with a beard cried out in pain as two round balls hit his head and body before rolling on the ground, signaling the official end of the chase.

"Haha, Naruto, you're so clumsy! You got hit so easily, it's making the game less fun."

Three children followed behind, the one in the middle smirking.

The person on the right was still holding a small ball. Seeing Naruto sitting halfway on the ground, he sniffed, stared at him with dead fish eyes without saying a word, and casually threw the small ball, hitting the target easily again.

Naruto scratched his head angrily, pointed at the child in the middle, and shouted, "Don't be so arrogant, you green-headed monster! Just you wait, I'll hit you right away in the next round!"

The child with short, green hedgehog-like hair suddenly turned pale upon hearing this, his eyes widening as he roared, "My name is Sora, not some green-headed monster! Remember that!"

"Yeah, the nickname you gave me is really awful," the dead-fish-eyed kid chimed in.

"Green-headed monster, Slug, neckless..." To Naruto showed no remorse and instead called out each of the three by name, infuriating them.

Especially the short, chubby, dark-skinned boy on the left, who was trembling all over from being called "no neck," and immediately started wrestling with Naruto as soon as he mounted him, while the two behind him were not to be outdone.

"Ugh... it's because your names are so hard to remember!"

The four children rolled around on the ground, quickly getting themselves all dirty; Naruto's hair was almost dyed a muddy color.

The surrounding villagers, their faces covered in dust, couldn't help but want to curse, but only received a few grimaces in return. Seeing chickens and dogs running wild in the street ahead, they lost even the will to chase after them.

Two streets away, Shuichi strolled leisurely with his hands in his pockets, on his routine patrol. He was used to the scene of people playing around there; it wasn't the first time.

Four-year-old Naruto showed no signs of being a protagonist; on the contrary, he was an incredibly annoying brat.

After observing for a while, Shuichi was completely speechless. "He really can't remember people's names, and he likes to give them really stupid nicknames. He seems to have an IQ problem no matter how you look at it."

As a candidate for the next Hokage, the Third Hokage would not stop him from getting close to the Jinchuriki; instead, he would ask Shuichi to keep an eye on him when he had time.

Shuichi was initially considering whether to meet the main protagonist of the original work ahead of time, but after seeing Naruto's behavior, he decisively gave up the idea.

The other party is far less interesting to tease than young Sasuke; those without patience would probably be driven to their death by Naruto's antics.

This guy is practically missing a screw in his head; he's the complete opposite of Kakashi and the others.