"Oh? You can understand it?"
Orochimaru looked down at the book with its dog-eared pages and asked curiously.
He had written this book several years ago.
The original intention had been simple. The war had only just subsided, and the village was full of civilian shinobi who could not even fully recognize a Chakra meridian diagram.
Those people had no family secret techniques. Once they went to the battlefield, they were disposable materials on an assembly line. All they could do was mechanically form hand seals and throw Kunai.
To raise their understanding and help them adapt to the coming era, he had written this introductory textbook and had the shinobi from the major families organize training sessions.
But even so-called basics were built upon a certain capacity for logical thinking.
A seven- or eight-year-old brat who might not even know all his characters, gnawing through a book like this—the sight was strange no matter how one looked at it.
"Yeah! The parts about ninjutsu are really interesting!"
The blond boy nodded vigorously, excitedly opening the book and pointing at a page covered in diagrams and arrows.
"Here, for calculating Chakra output power—if the meridians used when releasing ninjutsu are treated as conduits, then the cross-sectional area and pressure determine the final power!!!"
The boy rattled off the words without pausing for breath.
Orochimaru raised a brow. He had not expected the child to actually understand it.
But the next moment, the boy's voice suddenly grew quieter.
He looked up at Orochimaru, seemingly realizing that he had said too much in front of the Naruto.
He pulled the book closer to his chest and scratched the back of his head awkwardly.
Orochimaru said nothing. He merely studied the child with interest.
Memorizing those dull theories about Chakra pressure was one