Three minutes later.
Underground water pump room.
"Hehehe—blow it all up! Blow it all up! Why should you be the only ones allowed to live well?! Why was I the one who got cut?!"
A disheveled man with bloodshot eyes crouched before the control panel, his fingers frantically hammering the virtual keyboard.
"Pressure adjustment—maximum! Cooling circulation shut down!"
"I'll show you what kind of destruction a genius rejected by you can cause!"
The man roared.
"A loser who failed to compete within the system?"
A childish yet icy voice suddenly sounded from the doorway.
The man whirled around and saw a ten-year-old boy standing at the entrance.
Kabuto coldly watched the piece of trash before him, both hands tucked into the pockets of his windproof cloak. There was not the slightest ripple in his eyes behind his lenses.
So he was a failure.
"Who are you?! Get lost! Don't stand in the way of my revenge against society!" the man roared. "I'm the victim! There's something wrong with Konoha's damned assessment system! I'll make you pay!"
Kabuto looked at him expressionlessly.
"Because you failed the assessment, you want to blow up the waterworks? Even if you stepped down from your position, you'd still have an income greater than that of any ordinary ninja—"
"What do you know?!" the man roared, his eyes crimson with blood vessels. "I'm the one with more talent—"
Kabuto shook his head, a mocking curve forming at the corner of his mouth.
Talent? If he truly had talent, Kabuto would not be the one standing here.
"Sure enough, Lord Fourth's mercy was a mistake," Kabuto said simply.
"Die, you Konoha lapdog!"
The man screamed and slapped his hands together.
Look, he even needed hand seals.
"Water Release: High-Pressure Senbon Rain—Infinite Loop Version!"
Countless sharp water needles