Success Rate of Copyable Traits

"Shisui, listen to me, let me explain..."

"I don't want to hear it, I don't want to hear it!"

"No, really, I was held up by something this morning."

"I don't want to hear it, I don't want to hear it..."

Noon.

Uchiha Jin dragged his little short legs into the forest behind the clan compound, just in time for two childish voices to reach his ears.

Was that—Itachi and Shisui?

Good buddies!

His small eyes lit up instantly.

He'd only wanted to find a sunny spot, but he hadn't expected to catch a scene of two good buddies bickering.

Hastily activating his Weak Presence trait, he poked his head out to look.

There, about ten meters ahead.

A little shota in a black high-collar short-sleeve and black pants, with a round nose, stood with his back to Uchiha Itachi.

Though a head taller than Itachi, it was clearly this little shota who was throwing the tantrum.

Behind him.

Itachi tried to explain.

But each attempt fizzled out.

Yet he didn't get angry, just kept opening his mouth to explain over and over.

Jin watched with a full-on Auntie's Smile.

So good to ship!

Too good to ship!

Sure enough, the true couple was only interesting when witnessed live.

"But... Itachi, what about that girl Izumi?"

Suddenly, Jin's mind drifted to the girl who loved preparing Three-Color Dumplings.

Simple, kind, and gentle.

The tear mole under her left eye seemed to quietly seal her fate.

Lost in thought, he unconsciously stepped on and snapped a twig.

The noise instantly caught the attention of the two ahead.

"Who's there?!"

Uchiha Shisui straightened up at once, a small kunai clutched in his hand.

Then his little face turned, and he looked over seriously.

But when he saw the figure, he froze: "Hey, Jin, how did you end up here?"

That—had he seen how embarrassed he was just now?

Thinking this, he ignored Itachi and trotted over.

Reaching out, he scooped Jin up with a light laugh: "Jin, did you get lost?"

At this time, Shisui, seven or eight years old and one meter forty tall, was already a fairly tall young boy in Konoha.

Jin nodded with a smile, not calling out the little boy's blush.

He just put on the innocence unique to a child.

Serious conversation, ✗!

Hard work at acting, ✓!

The two chatted about this and that, covering all sorts of topics.

Until a certain moment.

[Conversation Target: Uchiha Shisui.]

[Copyable Traits analyzing.]

[Fire Style Affinity (Blue), Illusion Technique Affinity (Green), Body Flicker Technique Affinity (Green), Chakra Control (Green), Simple Temperament (Green)...]

"All green..."

At this moment, in Jin's eyes, Shisui was all green.

Green from head to toe.

Every man who saw it would feel a flutter of panic.

[Ten minutes of conversation with Uchiha Shisui. Attempting to copy trait...]

[Copy failed.]

Jin: ...

Failed again.

Maybe it was because yesterday's string of successes made today's failures sting a little more.

His face, which had been all smiles and charm a moment ago, instantly fell.

"Sigh."

He let out a heavy sigh, then stumbled unsteadily toward the clan compound.

At this sight, Uchiha Itachi furrowed his brow slightly and looked at Shisui in confusion:

"Shisui, you... what did you do to Jin?"

Shisui: ???

"I didn't! I didn't do anything!"

He was a bit baffled. What had he even done?

Afternoon. The blazing sun slowly faded.

Inside the Uchiha clan grounds.

A small boy was lying sideways on the courtyard wall.

His left elbow propped on the wall, his palm supporting his cheek.

His eyes were vacant, staring into nothingness, and his little lips were chapped!

He muttered: "Sixty! A full sixty people, System!"

"And not a single successful copy?!"

"What exactly is the success rate for copying traits?!"

Ever since he came down from the back mountain, he'd been dragging clan members into conversations.

He talked to everyone. Each conversation lasted ten minutes.

Each one—an entire afternoon!

But after talking to sixty people, the System acted like it had passed the newbie protection period.

Not a single copy succeeded.

This made him start doubting the success rate of copying traits.

[Ding. Based on the host's current strength, the success rate for copying traits through conversation is—5%.]

Well, that settled it. The hope that was hanging by a thread was completely dead.

A 5% chance—what difference was there between that and zero?!

Especially for someone like him, who'd had rotten luck in his past life, the probability was even more abysmal.

So after hesitating for a moment, he decided to just give up and enjoy life.

Rustle, rustle.

The mountain wind blew in.

Soft and gentle, carrying the fragrance of leaves and branches.

And the sunlight overhead was no longer as scorching as it had been during the day.

It was gentle.

But just as he was about to slack off, a faint warmth suddenly stirred inside his body.

An extremely weak warmth, yet it carried a sensation that pleased both body and mind.

Was this... Chakra?

He froze for a moment.

Because his age and bones hadn't fully formed yet, he hadn't started refining Chakra.

But in the world of Hokage, this kind of heat current, similar to inner energy, could only be Chakra, right?

He narrowed his eyes and noticed a new prompt appearing before him.

[Ding. Congratulations, host. After basking in sunlight for 1 minute, Chakra +1.]

"Chakra +1... Is this the passive of the Golden Body of Light?"

Seeing this, he remembered that the Golden Body of Light had a passive—absorbing sunlight to gain Chakra.

He hadn't thought much about it back then.

Now it seems, absorbing sunlight is just—basking in the sun!

"So if it's 1 Chakra per minute, that's 60 per hour. With the current daylight, I can get at most 14 hours a day, which is—840 Chakra."

"With 7 years left until the Night of the Uchiha Clan Massacre, playing it safe with 6 years, 11 months, and 29 days, that should be 2,145,360 Chakra!"

Seeing this number, Jin clicked his tongue slightly: "Over two million... Does this count as a Chakra Ton?!"

He didn't know how other ninjas calculated it...

But this amount should be enough to top several dozen Kakashis, no problem.

"Most importantly... the Flying Thunder God Plan seems like it can be started ahead of schedule!"

He shifted his posture, making himself more comfortable lying down.

His limbs and body were all bathed in sunlight.

Using Flying Thunder God required 100 Chakra per use!

Originally, with no Chakra, he had put it on hold.

But now!

Just two hours of sunbathing!

He had to try it today, one way or another, or he wouldn't be able to sleep.

An hour and a half later.

He slowly sat up, pondering the method for using Flying Thunder God in his mind, and said thoughtfully, "System, how do I use it?"

[As long as the coordinates are planted by the host, you can teleport directly.]

"Planted coordinates? But I haven't planted any. Can I borrow the Fourth Hokage's coordinates?"

[Planting coordinates costs 100 Chakra per use.]

Jin: ...

Good one, you're playing Russian nesting dolls here?!

He rolled his eyes, flopped back down, and went to sleep.

He didn't get up until the sun had set, rubbing his sleepy eyes.

A slight change seemed to have occurred in his gaze.

[Name: Uchiha Jin.]

[Spirit: 20 (Adult 10).]

[Stamina: 12 (Adult 10).]

[Chakra: 149.]

[Entries: Seven-Year Itch (Black), Golden Body of Light (Rainbow), Weak Presence (Rainbow), Flying Thunder God Technique (Gold) lv1, Prominent Background (Purple), Sharingan (Purple), Fire Style Affinity (Blue), Sharingan (Blue), Light as a Swallow (Green), Dynamic Vision (Green).]

"So these are my own stats." Jin shook his head.

There were many entries, but most of them were from yesterday.

That is, the first day the server opened.

Sure enough, being lucky on day one was just bait to get people in.

After that, you could only grind hard.

He squinted his eyes, stood up, and prepared to leave.

Worth mentioning, even though he had lain on the wall all afternoon, no one paid him any attention.

No one remembered.

It was as if the clan had forgotten there was still a second young master.

They hadn't even called him for dinner!

He watched with his own eyes as Uchiha Itachi walked around the courtyard twice with a bowl and chopsticks in hand.

As if searching for something.

After wandering around twice, he did nothing and silently walked back.

The value of the Weak Presence entry was still rising.