The sky was impeccably clear, with a huge sun hanging overhead. The air did not stir, as if it had frozen solid. The trees looked listless too, standing there stupidly without moving an inch.
Hyuga Tatsumi was already drenched in sweat. He was only three years old, and after doing more than a hundred push-ups, he finally could not take it anymore.
But this level of training was a bit excessive. Even before transmigrating, Hyuga Tatsumi had not been in good physical condition, let alone now, when he was only three.
Hyuga Tatsumi felt as though his entire body had been glued to the ground. He gulped down fresh air, a bitter smile on his face. Only now did he realize just how difficult this was.
"Looks like my willpower still isn't firm enough, and my physical condition isn't as good as I imagined." Hyuga Tatsumi struggled into a sitting position, his body aching all over.
At times like this, Might Duy, Might Guy, and Rock Lee were practically Hyuga Tatsumi's idols. But in terms of talent alone, the current Hyuga Tatsumi and those three were worlds apart.
After resting for a while, Hyuga Tatsumi struggled back to his feet and resumed practicing kicks and punches.
Though every part of him wanted to rest, whenever he thought of the dangerous future and those Bosses that feared neither heaven nor earth, Hyuga Tatsumi forced himself back into training.
He now possessed a Sage Body, so hidden injuries and the like were minor issues, nothing to fear. But if he slacked off and cut corners, that would be a terrible waste of his gifts—an utter waste of heaven's bounty.
Training did not end until the afternoon. As evening approached, Hyuga Tatsumi finally stopped, drenched in sweat, then took out his water flask and gulped down several large mouthfuls.
He took out several kinds of food as well. Fortunately, Hyuga Tatsumi had been born into the Hyuga Clan. Although both his parents were dead, he was unpopular, and he had no source of income, money was not much of a problem for him. Thus, Hyuga Tatsumi pulled a whole pile of delicious food from his backpack in one go.
Hyuga Tatsumi's unfortunate father had died in an accident while carrying out a mission when Hyuga Tatsumi was still a little over one year old.
As for Hyuga Tatsumi's mom, she had died from massive bleeding during a difficult childbirth when he was born. It was as if Hyuga Tatsumi had brought about her death, so now he was all alone.
But heaven still looked after him. Not a single coin of his pension had been withheld, and with the generous clan subsidy, Hyuga Tatsumi lived fairly comfortably.
But whether Hyuga Tatsumi was trash or worthless, to preserve the Hyuga Clan's reputation, they could not let him go without food or clothing. Otherwise, would they not become a laughingstock?
If members of other clans saw it, the one being mocked would not be Hyuga Tatsumi, but the clan itself.
After eating his fill, Hyuga Tatsumi finally recovered.
At this moment, Hyuga Tatsumi truly experienced the powerful effects of the Sage Body. Though he still felt a trace of fatigue, the exhaustion from before had long since vanished.
Hyuga Tatsumi stood up full of energy and headed home. The sun had already set, and he could not keep training like this forever. After all, you could not eat hot tofu in a hurry.
After returning to his warm home, Hyuga Tatsumi took a thorough bath. It felt as if every cell in his body had awakened, restoring his vitality.
Now that he possessed a Sage Body, his life force and constitution were beyond what ordinary people could ever reach. At last, he could extract Chakra.
Hyuga Tatsumi's father, who had died young, had been a Jonin. By rights, someone of that rank should have left behind some manuals or techniques on extracting Chakra. Yet Hyuga Tatsumi turned the whole house upside down and still found nothing. It was truly disappointing.
Time passed quickly. In the blink of an eye, night had fallen. The moonlight was hazy, the round moon hung over the treetops, and countless stars blinked overhead, telling stories of endless charm.
Hyuga Tatsumi looked up at the boundless sky, his heart filled with indescribable emotions. Who could have imagined that something as absurd as transmigration would actually happen to him?
"Believe it. Everything is for the best!" Hyuga Tatsumi's lips curled upward as he comforted himself.
In that world, he had been alone too, without parents or relatives. The only people he could think of were a few friends from work. He had no attachments and lived freely.
Those so-called friends—everyone knew the truth deep down. They were hardly the kind who would help you in a snowstorm. It was already pretty good if they did not sell you out or stab you in the back.
"Compared to that, everything here is pretty good. Even this starry sky is beautiful enough that I could stare at it forever."
After voicing his feelings, Hyuga Tatsumi looked again at the full moon. Who would have thought that the most dangerous place was the safest place? There, Kaguya Otsutsuki, the progenitor of Chakra, had been permanently sealed...
System update complete...
The cold mechanical voice echoed beside Hyuga Tatsumi's ears. For a moment, he failed to react. He had waited far too long for this moment. Once he understood what had happened, the happiest smile bloomed across his face.
The damn system had finally finished repairing itself!
"Hey, can you hear me?" Hyuga Tatsumi tried to contact the system.
But the message vanished like a stone sinking into the sea. There was only endless silence on the other side. This was beyond Hyuga Tatsumi's expectations. Was this not supposed to happen? Could this system just be a joke? Had the bug not been fixed yet?
Hyuga Tatsumi's face was full of worry and uncertainty as he shouted, "System, open the status panel for me!"
A screen of light unfolded before Hyuga Tatsumi's eyes. Only he could see it. It seemed the system could still give some sort of response, which slightly eased the anxiety that had been weighing on him.
Then he suddenly came to his senses and snarled, "You system, did you go eat shit just now?"
But the system fell silent again, ignoring Hyuga Tatsumi's complaints.
"Fine, I get it. You system are an idiot. You've been updating for so long, and you still haven't even figured out how to talk." But complaints were complaints. Hyuga Tatsumi began carefully examining the system panel.
The system panel could be understood at a glance because it was ridiculously bare-bones. There was only a Lottery, a Shop, and a backpack. There was not even a place to accept missions.
The system remained silent. No matter how Hyuga Tatsumi shouted, it did not respond. He had no choice. As the saying went, if you wanted food and clothes, you had to rely on your own hands.
So the first step was to open the Shop. Upon entering this section, eight large words suddenly appeared before Hyuga Tatsumi's eyes: "All-Encompassing, Nothing Lacking."
Below that were the items sold in the Shop. It truly had everything. The dazzling array nearly made his eyes spin. Looking at all these nameless items, each seemingly possessing different effects, some of them extremely powerful, Hyuga Tatsumi wanted them more than he could say.
Ideals were plump, but reality was skinny. These impressive-looking items came with outrageously expensive prices. Those strings of numbers were so long he could not even count them, filling Hyuga Tatsumi with deep despair.
But at a glance, he noticed that he somehow had more than thirty thousand Exchange Points. Where had these come from? Could they have been part of the previous beginner's reward?
Hyuga Tatsumi truly had no memory of these reward points. Still, no matter what, he had neither stolen nor robbed these Exchange Points. They were rightfully in his possession, so he should be able to use them, right? With that thought, Hyuga Tatsumi scrolled through the Shop panel, wanting to buy something that could increase his strength.
The Shop had an incredible variety of items, everything imaginable. But he only had a little over thirty thousand Exchange Points. Seeing those divine artifacts priced beyond the heavens made Hyuga Tatsumi's heart itch terribly, but his means were limited.
"System, hurry up and help me. My hand is getting sore. Find out what I can afford right now."
Too exhausted to keep scrolling, Hyuga Tatsumi began asking the system for help.
Thinking about the system's mute-like behavior just now, he had assumed there was no point relying on it. Yet unexpectedly, the system suddenly gave Hyuga Tatsumi a hand.
Before Hyuga Tatsumi's eyes, every item that did not meet his purchasing conditions vanished, leaving only those priced under thirty thousand.
Hyuga Tatsumi began carefully examining the list, and his head started to hurt again. Why did this Shop sell so many things? There were laser cannons, secret manuals for cultivation techniques, pills for immortality, and even flying swords from xianxia worlds. He could actually find all of them here. What was he supposed to buy?
After much deliberation, he was currently in the Naruto World. The other things would be useless, might not be useful even if he bought them, or simply did not interest him. Still, these were items under thirty thousand Exchange Points, and they had clearly fallen into disrepair over countless years.
For example, that flying sword was covered in rust and looked worse than scrap iron. And as for those so-called techniques and Stone Fist, Hyuga Tatsumi simply had no words.
Hyuga Tatsumi felt a deep sense of despair in his heart.