Karma Reversal

Konohagakure, Ninja Academy.

"Everyone, turn to the chapter on the First Hokage. The Will of Fire, created by the First Hokage, is the ideology and belief of every Konoha Villager!"

On the podium, a middle-aged man with a large mustache was lecturing forty students below, his voice rising and falling with passion.

"Where the leaves dance, the fire is born anew. The so-called Will of Fire..."

The students of Class 4-A listened attentively, many even becoming emotional, their faces filled with excitement, wishing they could immediately dedicate themselves to the village.

Only Watanabe in the corner was absent-minded, staring blankly at the scenery outside the window.

"It's already been a month."

Watanabe thought to himself, feeling quite depressed.

A full month had passed since he inexplicably transmigrated to the Naruto World. No matter how unwilling he was to believe it, he had to accept the fact of transmigration now.

As one of the three major shonen manga, Naruto was hugely popular across China on Earth, but Watanabe had never watched it. He only liked reading web novels and disliked watching anime. He had only heard classmates mention it occasionally and knew nothing about the original plot.

It wasn't that he knew nothing at all. At least he knew there were a bunch of perverts on Douyin who loved Rin more than Obito.

"It's fine that I don't understand the original plot, but the key is that I'm still so weak. This is going to be tough..."

Watanabe sighed.

The body he transmigrated into was also named Watanabe. He was twelve years old and a very ordinary civilian in Konoha.

Both his parents had died in the First Great Ninja War, leaving him only a house and nothing else. He had no relatives, a standard orphan template.

"The flames will continue to illuminate the village and allow new leaves to sprout..."

On the podium, the mustachioed man was still droning on with his lecture.

"Nonsense, utter rubbish."

Watanabe muttered in his mind.

Unlike his classmates who had been brainwashed, when he opened the book "Will of Fire," all he saw between the lines was "cannibalism."

This was no alarmist statement. In Watanabe's opinion, the so-called Will of Fire was merely a tool used by the Konoha higher-ups to control the villagers, much like a pyramid scheme setting its corporate philosophy.

The Will of Fire emphasized the sacrifice and dedication of the older generation for the younger generation. However, Watanabe's parents had died for the village in the First Great Ninja War. Konoha had only given Watanabe a symbolic sum of compensation and had not cared about his life afterward, leaving him to fend for himself. They hadn't even waived his annual tuition fees.

Didn't it say it was about letting new leaves sprout?

Why not let me sprout then!

Therefore, every time he heard someone preach the Will of Fire, Watanabe felt it was hypocritical and laughable. Over the years, he had lived frugally, relying on his parents' compensation and doing odd jobs for others. With the school year about to end, he didn't know where he would get the money for next year's tuition.

No matter how poor he was, he had to go to school. Knowledge changes destiny; this was an unchanging truth in any world.

Watanabe's purpose for attending school was not for anything else but to become a ninja. In this world where strength spoke, only the strong had the right to speak. Ordinary civilians were like ants.

However, Watanabe was unlucky. His ninjutsu aptitude was not excellent, and he had no ninja elders to teach him. After four years, he had consistently been the tail-ender of the class.

The tail-ender of Konoha was simply too useless.

"I wish I had the talent of Orochimaru or Jiraiya."

Thinking this, Watanabe looked towards the white-haired and black-haired youths not far in front of him.

Orochimaru and Jiraiya were his classmates. Like him, they were both orphan civilians, but their ninjutsu aptitude was extremely excellent, far surpassing Watanabe. They, along with Tsunade, who was known as the little princess of the Senju Clan, were the top students in Class 4-A.

"In terms of talent, I'm inferior to Orochimaru and Jiraiya. In terms of family background, I'm not as good as Tsunade. How can I, a transmigrator, be so miserable?"

Watanabe looked at a beautiful blonde girl in the front row again. The more he thought about it, the more depressed he became. He wanted to live a decent life in the Naruto World, but he couldn't see a way out.

"If all else fails, I'll have to leave Konoha and go to a town unaffected by war to live a peaceful civilian life, so I don't get sent to the battlefield as cannon fodder someday. That shouldn't count as a rogue ninja, right..."

[Karma Reversal System binding...]

A line of text suddenly appeared before his eyes. Watanabe was stunned.

"System? The cheat finally arrived!"

Watanabe instantly became excited, looking just like his classmates who were so brainwashed by the Will of Fire that they couldn't wait to sacrifice themselves.

[24%]

[58%]

[99%]

[Karma Reversal System bound successfully. Click here to view the status panel.]

Watanabe glanced around, seeing that no one was paying attention to him. He maintained a calm exterior and tried to control his thoughts to click on the light screen before him.

A row of status panels popped up:

[Host: Watanabe Chakra: 20 Spirit: 10 Blood Essence: 80 Defense: 15]

The panel was very simple and clean, easy to understand at a glance.

"That's it, nothing else?"

Watanabe was a bit confused.

Where was the quest log?

Where was the shop?

If you don't sell items or give out quests, what kind of system are you?!

Watanabe fiddled with the light screen in front of him, but besides the status panel, he couldn't bring up anything else. He didn't even know how to use this system.

Even after class ended, he still hadn't figured anything out.

"I finally got a system, please don't just be a decoration."

Watanabe couldn't help but feel anxious, spending the entire break hunched over his desk, fiddling with the light screen.

"Tsunade, you have such an amazing grandfather, you're truly incredible!"

"Lord First Hokage is the idol we all admire!"

"If it weren't for your grandfather, our Leaf Village wouldn't have been established..."

As usual, everyone gathered around Tsunade's desk like stars surrounding the moon, chattering with all sorts of praise.

Tsunade was getting impatient and casually responded a couple of times. Suddenly, her peripheral vision caught sight of Watanabe, alone and dejected in the corner.

"That guy..."

After four years in the same class, Tsunade knew a little about Watanabe's background. She felt an indescribable sympathy for him, thinking that although they were the same age, their destinies were vastly different.

Because Watanabe never tried to curry favor with her like others, and was aloof and solitary, Tsunade had barely interacted with him.

Before long, the class bell rang.

Everyone returned to their seats, and the noisy classroom quieted down again.

Their homeroom teacher, Osaka Rukawa, entered carrying a wooden box and announced casually, "This class will be for practical sparring. We'll draw lots to choose sparring partners. Whoever's name is called, come up."

"Katō Dan."

"Jiraiya..."

Upon hearing that they would be sparring, Watanabe's expression immediately drooped.

He was the dead last in class. Wouldn't sparring just be an invitation for others to beat him up?

He temporarily gave up on studying the system he had just obtained and waited for Osaka Rukawa to call his name before walking up to the podium to draw lots.

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