Uchiha Teuchi (Seeking Collection, Seeking Recommendation!)

Uchiha Teuchi, as the son of Uchiha Tesho, ran a rice cracker shop at home.

Although he possessed a certain amount of assets, because he had not awakened his Sharingan and was not a ninja, he had only been granted a credit limit of 100,000 ryo by Yan.

Compared to those who had credit limits of hundreds of thousands or even millions of ryo, his meager limit was truly insignificant.

At first, Uchiha Teuchi was able to exercise some restraint, and he spent that 100,000 ryo quite slowly.

However, as time slowly passed, coupled with the deliberate guidance of Uchiha Tekka, Uchiha Teuchi began to spend more and more recklessly.

Especially when he found himself inside the Casino.

The heroic posture of throwing money around like dirt, listening to the sycophantic flattery of others—this intoxicating feeling made him deeply addicted, unable to extricate himself.

Before long, that 100,000 ryo had been squandered like flowing water.

Yet he did not choose to leave the Casino; on one hand, it was because of the orders issued by Yan, and on the other, he simply could not bear to part with the environment here.

Consequently, he had no choice but to work at the Casino, accepting that job which paid one thousand ryo a day.

Before he arrived at this place, such a salary was an amount he wouldn't have even dared to imagine.

But now, his perspective had undergone a massive transformation.

Although he had no money of his own, this did not prevent him from looking upon this mere one thousand ryo with disdain.

Inside the Casino, those clansmen with high credit limits wore specially tailored, gorgeous attire.

Before them, chips were piled up like small mountains, their faces filled with pride and smugness, and the surrounding air seemed to permeate with an incomparably noble aura.

Uchiha Teuchi gazed at these scenes before him, his eyes filled with envy and longing.

And there were several others like him in this Casino.

Just then, a deafening cheer suddenly erupted within the hall.

Uchiha Teuchi looked up.

He saw Uchiha Tekka standing on a high platform, with a clansman standing beside him.

He recognized this person; like himself, he had also held a low credit limit, even less than his own.

He had spent it all before long and ended up working here alongside him.

Just yesterday, he had said he couldn't take it anymore, that he wanted to become someone superior in the Casino, and was preparing to steal some money from home.

Adding that to the 20,000 ryo he had saved by scrimping and saving while working here, he intended to participate in the ten-million-ryo prize tournament hosted by the Casino.

And now, he was actually seeing that clansman, who had been just as frustrated as he was, standing right beside Uchiha Tekka with a very smug expression.

A terrifying guess emerged in his heart.

C-could it be, he actually succeeded?

Uchiha Teuchi shook his head hurriedly, trying to cast this guess out of his mind.

Impossible, it absolutely must be impossible!

How could he possibly have done it!

Although he kept denying that guess in his heart, that sense of unease lingered persistently.

His gaze remained fixed on the person on the platform, and watching his triumphant appearance, the jealousy and frustration in his heart surged like a tide.

His hands clenched involuntarily, his fingernails digging deep into his palms.

Just then, Uchiha Tekka announced loudly, "This clansman has successfully won the championship of our ten-million-ryo prize tournament!"

The crowd below was instantly in an uproar, with various exclamations and sounds of envy rising one after another.

Boom!

A bolt of lightning seemed to flash.

Uchiha Teuchi felt his head buzzing, as if countless flies were buzzing around his ears.

He watched that clansman, who had once been as down-and-out as himself, now standing at the pinnacle of glory, his heart filled with bitterness.

"Why wasn't it me? Why could he do it and I couldn't?" Uchiha Teuchi questioned himself frantically in his heart.

His eyes gradually turned red, and a beast-like panting sound escaped his throat.

Bang!

The Casino doors were suddenly pushed open, and several guards walked in, pushing a small cart.

It was piled high with silver, looking just like a small mountain.

"See that money?" Uchiha Tekka's high-pitched voice spread throughout the Casino.

Then, patting the clansman beside him, he said, "It belongs to you."

That clansman looked at the mountain of silver before him in disbelief, his body trembling slightly.

His face first showed an expression of astonishment, followed by uncontrollable ecstasy.

"T-this is all mine?" he asked, stuttering, his voice trembling.

Uchiha Tekka smiled and nodded.

The clansman could no longer suppress the excitement in his heart and looked up to the sky, laughing wildly.

"Hahahahaha!"

Just then, a strange power surged within his body.

He felt a searing heat in his eyes, and his vision began to grow clearer and clearer, as if the entire world had been renewed before him.

The people around him also noticed his transformation, and a sudden uproar broke out.

"Sharingan! He actually awakened the Sharingan!" someone exclaimed.

Watching this scene before him, Uchiha Teuchi felt his resentment grow even thicker, his eyes filled with jealousy.

Because he knew that with the awakening of the Sharingan, that clansman would be completely separated from him into two different worlds.

Gradually, a dangerous thought took root in his mind.

Getting rich overnight, awakening the bloodline limit—if he can do it, I certainly can too.

He could steal money from his family, and I can too; besides, I still have assets.

Yes... assets. I still have assets. I can definitely win it all back, I definitely can!

Thinking of this, Uchiha Teuchi, as if grabbing onto a life-saving straw, shoved the clansman beside him and ran toward the gate.

On the stage, Uchiha Tekka saw this scene and a cold sneer curled the corners of his lips.

Once the frenzied atmosphere in the surroundings gradually dissipated, he walked toward the office where Yan was located.

He pushed open the office door.

He saw Yan sitting in a chair, holding a large stack of documents in his hands.

They were all intelligence analyses of those clansmen from this period.

"Lord Yan!" Uchiha Tekka walked to the desk. "Uchiha Teuchi, whom you asked me to focus on, should be off trying to find a way to scrape together money now!"

Hearing the voice, Yan put down the analysis report in his hand, looked up at Uchiha Tekka, and nodded thoughtfully.

"Mm, I know. Next, we need to set up a play specifically for him; I leave that to you as well."

"Understood!" Uchiha Tekka nodded, not feeling surprised by this order from Yan.

Over the past half-month, he had done such things many times and was already well-versed in the routine.

"Tekka!" Yan suddenly spoke up.

"Present!" Uchiha Tekka responded quickly.

Yan pushed the reports on the table toward Uchiha Tekka. "In this period, a total of three clansmen have awakened their eyes, but they are basically all ordinary clansmen."

"Not a single ninja has awakened their eyes, let alone those who have already awakened them."

"You had better go back and think about why!"