Uchiha White Dove's Cheat Isn't Ideal!

Inside a brightly lit cabin.

A handsome teenager with short, choppy black hair was focused on wiping a sharp ninja blade, as if it were a work of art rather than a lethal weapon.

"Captain White Dove, the clan meeting is about to begin!"

The voice from outside the door startled the handsome youth from his cleaning.

Clang!

Sheathing the blade and pulling on a pair of fingerless black gloves marked with lightning symbols on the back, the youth stood up, opened the door, and saw several figures waiting outside.

"Let's go. Today is the day to show our hand!"

As he spoke, the handsome youth—Uchiha White Dove—swept his gaze over the three men, who were dressed in the same combat vests as him.

Tekka, Inabi, and Yashiro!

They all looked to him for leadership, the kind of men willing to die for his cause.

As a transmigrator, Uchiha White Dove's talent (cheat) was far from ideal.

In this ninja world where genin beat up Kage-level opponents and fifteen-year-olds save the world while crushing Six Paths-level threats, he was fourteen and not even Kage-level—a true "disgrace" to transmigrators.

He was even far behind the son of the clan head, who was two years his junior; at his current age, that boy had already wiped out the entire Uchiha clan.

Though he possessed a "cheat," it was a garbage-tier status panel.

It could only display his own attributes; it offered no benefits like "get stronger by checking in," "gain power by lying flat," or "rewards for completing missions."

However, it was precisely by relying on this attribute panel that he had ground his way up from childhood to achieve his current results.

Name: Uchiha White Dove
Age: 14
Bloodline: Three-Tomoe Sharingan
Attributes: Yin, Lightning, Fire
Summoning Beast: White Pigeon Clan
Ninjutsu: 7
Taijutsu: 7
Genjutsu: 6
Ninjutsu: D-rank Body Flicker, C-rank Summoning, C-rank Great Fireball, B-rank Shadow Clone, C-rank Dove Clone, A-rank Lightning Cloak, A-rank Flying White Pigeon Technique, A-rank Super Electromagnetic Cannon, S-rank Ten Thousand Lightning Heavenly Prison
Taijutsu: Uchiha Style Taijutsu, Ninja Army Six Styles, Swallow Reversal (A), Mumyo Sandan-tsuki (S)
Genjutsu: C-rank Shiranui, C-rank Bubble, A-rank Demonic Illusion: Mirror Heaven and Earth Change, A-rank Demonic Illusion: Shackling Stakes, Sharingan

See? This attribute panel couldn't be "upgraded" with a single click, and it couldn't even display more detailed information.

For instance, his knowledge of botany and biology was top-tier in Konoha, yet none of that appeared on the panel.

As for his bloodline, having a Three-Tomoe Sharingan was decent enough.

While he was far from those monsters who awakened their eyes at a few years old and unlocked the Mangekyo in their teens, he was definitely in the T0 tier of the clan, though outsiders didn't know it—he usually only displayed two tomoe.

His chakra attributes were nothing to write home about; he was a standard Uchiha.

His summoning beasts were ninja pigeons he had raised himself; setting aside their combat power, their utility was immense.

As for the three stats of Ninjutsu, Taijutsu, and Genjutsu...

Based on his own tests and classifications, 1 point was a ninja academy student, 2 was a genin, 3 was a chunin, 4 was a special jonin, 5 was a jonin, 6 was an elite jonin, 7 was quasi-Kage, 8 was Kage, 9 was peak Kage, and 10 was super-Kage. One look at the numbers told you where his strengths lay.

His Ninjutsu and Taijutsu were both at the quasi-Kage level!

Furthermore, he had no obvious weaknesses in Genjutsu.

And tonight was the time for him to truly reveal his strength and flip the table.

Since the day Uchiha Shisui was destined to "receive his lunchbox" was drawing near, he had to act now, or all would be lost.

Today was the monthly clan meeting.

He had always found excuses to skip it in the past; the meetings were nothing but complaints and wasted time discussing rebellion without ever taking any real action.

Step, step!

The group walked fully armed through the streets inhabited only by the Uchiha, looking less like they were heading to a clan meeting and more like they were embarking on a mission.

Wherever they passed, the Uchiha clansmen looked at them with reverence.

This was naturally due to the high prestige White Dove held as the "Logistics Captain."

They hadn't gone far when a "roadblock" appeared in front of the team.

He had a bulbous nose and wore a tight black combat suit with green jonin armor over it. The Uchiha clan crest was embroidered on his shoulders, and a small katana was strapped to his back.

Uchiha Shisui!

The greatest genius of the entire Uchiha clan.

When he appeared, the Uchiha clansmen on both sides of the street stared at him with complex expressions.

This was because the other party was a genius within the clan, yet he stood on the side of the village's top brass at every turn.

"Shisui..."

Shisui looked at Uchiha White Dove before him and spoke slowly.

"Shisui, either kill me now, or step aside!"

White Dove's voice carried a chill; the look he gave the other man was one of pity for his misfortune, but even more so, anger at his lack of resolve.

If he possessed the other man's talent, he would have rebelled against Konoha long ago—at the very least, he wouldn't be acting as a dog for the F4.

Yet, the man did exactly that, and with such unwavering devotion. Even though he had presented facts and reasoned with him time and again, the man simply ignored him, obsessed only with the Will of Fire.

Fake Genjutsu: Sharingan!

True Genjutsu: Will of Fire!

White Dove had reached a point of despair regarding this stubborn fool, which was why he had chosen to stake everything on a desperate struggle tonight; he had no intention of following the Uchiha clan to their graves.

If I succeed, I'll be living the high life; if I fail, I'll just be a corpse.

A flicker of struggle crossed Shisui's eyes, especially when he saw White Dove and the few men beside him all place their right hands on their weapons. In the end, he slowly stepped aside.

"Shisui, this weakness of yours will be the death of you!"

White Dove left this sentence behind as he passed by.

Yes, no matter how strong the other man was, he had never felt fear toward him in his heart. Instead, it was that "white-eyed wolf" who made him far more wary, for that man was a true, ruthless wolf.

Weakness!

It was Shisui's fatal flaw.

It was precisely because of this weakness that he would die so carelessly despite possessing the Mangekyo.

Since the other party could not become his ally, he was an enemy. Therefore, White Dove had already marked him as an enemy and a stepping stone for his own growth.

If the man had truly blocked his path just now, he would have killed him without hesitation.

In terms of raw strength, he was indeed inferior, but the other man's weakness was a fatal wound; in the end, it would certainly be the other man who died.

Meanwhile, Shisui, having stepped aside, felt a sense of unease and simultaneously noticed some anomalies in Uchiha White Dove today.

At the very least, the aura radiating from him—one capable of threatening him—was something he had never felt before.

"No, I must report this to the Hokage!"

He headed straight for the Hokage Building.

On the other side!

White Dove led the three men quickly to the "Naka Shrine" in the lower reaches of the Naka River.

Outside stood a vermilion torii gate, topped with the fan crest representing the Uchiha, and behind it was the shrine with its wide eaves.

The shrine was brightly lit, completely devoid of the decay and deathly silence that would characterize it after the clan's future annihilation.

Step, step!

The group of four passed through the gate and entered the main hall of the shrine.

Kneeling at the very front was the clan leader, Uchiha Fugaku, wearing a green top with a fierce look in his eyes. On both sides were the prominent members of the clan.

Those who could attend the clan meeting were either of status or possessed the Three-Tomoe Sharingan, so the number was not large, only about a few dozen.

Out of the thousands of Uchiha clansmen, these were the ones who truly held the power.

Among them were about thirty Jonin.

One must realize that the number of Jonin in Konoha, even on the surface, was only around two hundred; even if one added the hidden ones from all the major ninja clans, it would not exceed three hundred.

Furthermore, a Jonin of the Uchiha clan could easily take on two others without falling behind, so it was no surprise to view them as equivalent to over sixty Jonin.

With the power of a single clan occupying one-fifth of the village's high-end combat strength, it was no wonder the "Konoha F4" couldn't sit still.

Who could sit still under such circumstances?

Thus, the village's long-standing wariness and suppression were only logical.

When White Dove and his group entered, all eyes converged upon them.

"Clan Leader!"

Uchiha White Dove greeted Uchiha Fugaku at the head of the room with a calm bow, then walked to the side and knelt, the three men behind him doing the same.

He certainly had more followers than just these few, but they were the only ones who could attend the clan meeting.

Only after Uchiha White Dove and his men were seated did Uchiha Fugaku speak:

"Alright, everyone, let us first discuss how to deal with the villagers' complaints against our Police Force!"

Because the Uchiha enforced the law with impartial severity, the villagers complained incessantly; discussing this at every meeting had become a routine.

"Clan Leader, why don't we just rebel? With Shisui here, no one can withstand the invincible Mangekyo. As long as we kill the village's top brass immediately, the other ninja clans will certainly not dare to defy us!"

Uchiha Setsuna, the Second Elder, who had a fierce face and was the leader of the radical faction, was the first to speak, proposing a dangerous plan.

"No, with the strength of our clan, it is impossible to fight against the entire Hokage faction!"

Great Elder Uchiha Tenzan, who was the representative of the conservative and dove factions, spoke up.

He and Uchiha Setsuna were practically sworn enemies; their relationship was entirely defined by opposing whatever the other supported and supporting whatever the other opposed.

As the two of them began to speak, the clansmen who followed them also chimed in.

Mm, this was just the daily routine of a clan meeting.

It didn't feel like a meeting for a clan at all; it was more like a neighborhood committee bickering over trivialities, the kind that couldn't actually accomplish anything.

It was no wonder White Dove never attended in the past; it was a complete waste of time.

Uchiha Fugaku, in his capacity as clan head, had no intention of stopping them, merely interjecting occasionally to urge restraint and prevent the arguments from spiraling out of control.

After a while.

Pfft!

White Dove, sitting in the corner, couldn't help but chuckle out loud.

After all, watching this scene as a form of entertainment was truly hilarious.

And this laughter acted like a signal, instantly bringing the entire hall to silence.