This Damn System Doesn't Give You Stat Points

"The second exam will be held in three days. It will consist of a simulated battle."

Low murmurs rose from the crowd below.

"The rules will be explained by the second exam's proctor when the time comes," the Third Hokage continued.

"You're dismissed. You may return and rest, but remember, don't slack off on your training over the next three days. The second exam's difficulty... will far exceed the first."

After they were dismissed, Qingyu left the Central Tower alone.

The sun sank in the west, and Konoha was bathed in golden afterglow.

The streets bustled with people, peaceful and serene, as if the life-and-death struggle in the Forest of Death had been nothing more than a dream.

But Qingyu knew it hadn't been a dream.

The two Warring States-era souls in his head weren't a dream.

The upcoming second exam wasn't a dream.

The possibility that the Uchiha clan was watching him wasn't a dream.

"So," he murmured as he walked home, "what should I do next?"

"Get stronger," Izuna said. "Get stronger, no matter what it takes."

"Be cautious," Tobirama said. "Get stronger, but keep your secrets hidden."

"And," Qingyu added, "figure out the truth about this world. Why am I still alive? Why are you two in my head? And..."

He looked toward the distant Uchiha Clan Compound. "And Itachi—why did he tell me to be careful?"

One by one, the streetlights came on.

Qingyu's shadow stretched long across the stone road.

Ahead, the gates to the Uchiha Clan Compound came into view.

Beyond the gates lay family, blood ties, and possible dangers.

Beyond them lay Konoha, the village, and unknown challenges.

And he, a transmigrator carrying two ancient souls, stood right on the boundary.

Could I restart? This damn system doesn't give you stat points. Can I get a refund?

Damn it!

Why isn't there a Pinduoduo in the Shinobi World?!

Get Pinduoduo customer service in here, right now!

Someone help me!

Come on, come on!

"Go home," Tobirama said. "We'll train again tonight. You have to pass the second exam."

"And then," Izuna said, a hint of anticipation in his voice, "show those fools who underestimate you what the Uchiha can do... no, show them what you can do."

Qingyu took a deep breath and pushed open the gates to the compound.

The second exam was in three days.

He'd be ready.

Whatever it was.

[Ding!]

As the system notification sounded...

Dad, I was only joking with you just now!

[System Notification: Passed the first Chunin Ninja Exam]

[Mission Completion Assessment: B+ (Impressive performance, but excessive exposure risk. Points deducted)]

[Calculating rewards...]

[Unlocked: Izuna Uchiha Memory Fragment ×1 (Warring States Era · Everyday Life with Madara)]

[Unlocked: Tobirama Senju Memory Fragment ×1 (Laboratory · Fragment of Forbidden Jutsu Research Notes)]

[Unlocked: Skill Fusion Attempt ×1 (Once per week)]

[New Mission: Pass the second Chunin Ninja Exam]

[Mission Reward: Unlock a dual-soul fusion skill or a new system feature, based on performance]

[Special Reminder: During the second exam, try to avoid using compound ninjutsu other than the Steam Technique, to prevent attracting too much attention (Cutie, take it easy~ Don't let Danzo set his sights on you)]

Qingyu looked at the translucent interface before him and smiled bitterly.

I really am about to slash Old Feng's system open...

"Try to avoid using them... But the second exam is a simulated battle! How could I possibly not use them?"

"Then use them," Izuna said. "Just disguise them as 'coincidence' or 'improvisation.'"

"Or," Tobirama offered another solution, "develop new, more discreet tactics. For example..."

Qingyu: Aaa, Ninjutsu Wholesaler and Bbb, Battle Maniac.

The two of them started discussing things in Qingyu's head again, their argument going on without end.

Qingyu shook his head and opened the door to his home.

Tonight would be another sleepless night.

But this time, he no longer felt despair.

Instead... he was a little excited.

Qingyu's home sat at the edge of the Uchiha Clan Compound, a small, two-story residence.

After his parents died, he was the only one left here.

He pushed open the door, and the familiar musty smell washed over him.

His ninja theory textbook still lay open on the living room table, left there when he'd gone out three days ago. Wooden Shuriken for practice were piled in the corner.

The rice balls he'd left in the fridge three days ago had gone moldy.

Where were the transmigrator perks? Why didn't the fridge keep food fresh automatically?

Qingyu: Was I supposed to save these for Naruto?

"I'm home," Qingyu said to the empty house.

No one answered.

In his previous life, he might have felt lonely, but now...

Qingyu touched his forehead and smiled bitterly. "Now it's almost too lively."

Qingyu: The one who felt lonely was the previous guy. It definitely wasn't me.

"Enough nonsense," Izuna immediately said. "Eat, rest, then start training in half an hour."

"We should first examine the system's newly unlocked feature," Tobirama countered. "The Skill Fusion Attempt is only available once a week, so we must use it carefully."

"Training is more important!"

"Efficiency comes first!"

"Stop!" Qingyu raised his hands in surrender. "Let's eat first, check the system while we eat, then train. Deal?"

Silence filled his head for two seconds.

"Reasonable," Tobirama said.

"What a hassle," Izuna grumbled.

Qingyu rummaged in the kitchen for his stock of Military Ration Pills and rice balls, heated some Miso Soup, and sat down at the table.

At the same time, he brought up the system interface.

A translucent screen appeared before his eyes:

[Host: Qingyu Uchiha]

[Age: 12]

[Status: Dual-Soul Coexistence (Stable Phase)]

[Soul Fusion Rate: Izuna Uchiha 19%, Tobirama Senju 21%]

[Available Features: Mission System, Memory Fragment Viewer, Skill Library, Skill Fusion Attempt (1 per week)]

[Current Mission: Pass the second Chunin Ninja Exam (Time Remaining: 71 hours)]

"The fusion rates went up," Qingyu noted. "They were still at 17% and 19% when the first exam ended."

"Fighting and making decisions together promote fusion," Tobirama explained. "Though we still argue, we share the same goal when guiding you."

"Hmph. This is only a temporary alliance," Izuna said.

Qingyu smiled and tapped the [Memory Fragment] option.

Two glowing fragment icons floated there, one shaped like a dark-red flame, the other like a pale-blue droplet.

"Which one should I look at first?" he asked.

"Mine," they both said at once.

"..."

"Look at mine," Izuna said. "The essence of the Uchiha Style is in actual combat. There could be important battle experience in my memory fragment."

"My memories contain the principles behind forbidden jutsu research and chakra science," Tobirama countered. "They'll be more useful for building your foundations at this stage."

Qingyu considered it. "Let's look at Izuna's first. After all... my surname is Uchiha."

"A wise choice," Izuna said, sounding pleased.

"Short-sighted," Tobirama remarked.

[Tobirama: A life without understanding research or the Flying Thunder God was doomed to be a relative failure!]

[Izuna: What a sight! Look how worked up you are! Come to terms with your fate—you'll never have the Sharingan!]

Qingyu touched the flame-shaped fragment.

In an instant, his consciousness was pulled into a blood-red dusk.

Warring States era, a training ground on the edge of the Uchiha Clan Compound.

Two boys were sparring. They both looked no older than thirteen or fourteen.

The wild-haired black-haired boy was clearly stronger. Shuriken rained down from his hands, forcing the other, straight-haired black-haired boy to retreat again and again.

Madara Uchiha [Young], Izuna Uchiha [Young].

If this weren't a memory, Qingyu would've sworn he was watching a recruitment animation...

Then they'd slap on an unbelievable price: 1.98 million silver ryō!!!