With hunger forgotten, Ronglin immediately began experimenting. He quickly reached a result that surprised him: his Sharingan and Byakugan could be switched between each other, while allowing him to remain in the same state and possess the abilities of both Dojutsu at once.
For example, if Ronglin concealed his Byakugan and used only the Sharingan, the Byakugan's abilities still remained—such as its nearly 360-degree field of vision and its ability to see through distant objects.
Uh... Ronglin suddenly saw a highly inappropriate scene. It seemed his neighbors were trying to make a baby in the middle of the night. Don't look at what propriety forbids, don't look at what propriety forbids. Forgive me, forgive me—I wasn't trying to peek.
After comforting himself, Ronglin became even more excited. But the good times did not last. Pain soon surged through his eyes, forcing him to stop observing. The Byakugan's abilities vanished, while the Sharingan remained, and the pain in his eyes faded along with it.
It seemed that using the abilities of both Dojutsu at once put a great burden on his eyes. He would need to be careful in the future.
In the mirror, Ronglin's lips curled slightly. "A monster indeed. But I like it."
Although he had not sensed the so-called time bloodline, the Byakugan and Sharingan convinced Ronglin that it was not because he could not sense it, but because he was not strong enough. He believed that once he became stronger, it would happen sooner or later.
"Grrr~~~"
The discordant sound rang out again, forcing Ronglin to set aside his excitement and grab the bread, taking huge bites.
After eating and drinking his fill and resting for a while, Ronglin began refining Chakra.
That morning, after some self-mockery, Ronglin slung his little schoolbag over his back, took his lunch bread, and left the shabby wooden hut for the Ninja Academy. If he could help it, Ronglin did not want to go to that damn place either. He was nearly thirty, yet he still had to attend class with a bunch of little brats. It was not a pleasant feeling.
"Were you okay yesterday?"
When Ronglin entered the classroom, Obito asked with concern. Ronglin's reaction yesterday had been far too strange, and Obito, who felt some sympathy for him, could not help asking.
"I'm fine. Just a little tired." Ronglin shook his head without much reaction.
"Rin..." Obito's expression immediately changed the next second. The reason was simple: the girl he liked had entered the classroom. Ronglin curled his lip, feeling that this guy was beyond saving.
Still, children in the Naruto world really did mature early. They already understood what liking someone meant at five or six years old. Back in his previous life, what were five- or six-year-old children doing?
They were either running around after their parents or causing trouble everywhere.
To be honest, Rin was quite popular in Naruto, but Ronglin did not think she was particularly beautiful. At most, she could be called cute.
But everyone had their own preferences. Obito was completely smitten with her, though the phrase sounded strange when used for a child.
Although Ronglin had done quite a few strange things yesterday, after one night, no one paid attention to him anymore. After all, he had never been well liked at school to begin with.
The classroom soon descended into chaos. There was no way a group of children could stay quiet together, though there were exceptions. Ronglin's mental age was far too different for him to laugh and play with a group of children. The other exception was Hatake Kakashi, who still wore that expressionless face as he sat in his seat with his arms folded, watching the others fool around with an indifferent gaze.
And quite a few little girls thought Kakashi looked cool like that, including Rin, whom Obito liked.
"The teacher's here!!!"
The shout silenced everyone. Bozhongye was not known for having a good temper among the teachers, and anyone he set his sights on would suffer.
Bozhongye entered the classroom carrying his textbook. Seeing that everyone was sitting properly, he was quite satisfied. At least he still held considerable authority in the children's minds. Instinctively, Bozhongye glanced toward Ronglin. Seeing him relax just like the others, he inwardly breathed a sigh of relief. As long as he did not sleep in class, Bozhongye would let him do as he pleased.
Muttering to himself, Bozhongye walked to the podium, opened the textbook, and said loudly, "Students, today we will be learning..."
Although the Ninja Academy taught only very basic things, Ronglin still listened with great interest. At this moment, he was like a blank sheet of paper, constantly filling himself with all kinds of knowledge. Though he carried the Uchiha name and was related to the Hyuga, neither the Uchiha nor the Hyuga welcomed him. If Ronglin wanted to grow stronger, he needed to study seriously.
A skyscraper rose from the ground up. Ronglin would not foolishly believe that having an unrestrictedly evolving Sharingan and Byakugan meant he could disregard everything.
"You want to enter the school library to read?"
Bozhongye was in a good mood today. Everyone had behaved themselves, including Uchiha Ronglin, who usually gave him such a headache. Today, Ronglin had obediently listened in class. He had not caused trouble, had not slept, and had paid close attention to the lesson. Bozhongye had always taken a hands-off approach toward this student. If the Third Hokage had not specifically instructed him, he might not even have accepted him.
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