Creating Joy with Heart

It has been five years since arriving in this world, and Lin Xian Yu has gradually accepted the fact that he transmigrated into the world of Naruto, becoming the son of Konoha's original "King of Scapegoats," Shimura Danzō.

In his previous life, he was an orphan without parents, having tasted the coldness of the world in an orphanage; he barely managed to scrape by on relief funds, though he was diligent enough to finish university.

What followed was quite an inspirational story.

After more than a decade of weathering the storms and struggling through society, he finally secured a management position at a well-known brand-name company.

"Welcome, I am Lin Xian Yu, the manager of Xingxin Internet Cafe..."

Actually, many people had praised me before.

Lin Xian Yu recalled.

He remembered what his girlfriend said before leaving him: "Choosing comfort at the age when you should be striving. That is the reason I am leaving you."

Then, she turned around resolutely and without hesitation, climbing into a super luxury car whose make Lin Xian Yu couldn't even name.

Since then, every friend they had in common would lecture Comrade Xian Yu whenever they ran into him.

"While you're young, go out and fight for your future!"

"Go into business... why work for someone else? How much money can you make working a job?"

"Don't be unrealistic, you always aim too high while lacking the ability... start from the bottom!"

"Set yourself a small goal first! We won't talk about a hundred million. Let's start by earning a million."

Slowly, time flew by like a shuttle.

Lin Xian Yu no longer felt resentment or hatred.

After hitting too many walls and breaking his head, after bleeding.

He finally understood that the reason an ugly duckling can become a swan.

Is first and foremost because it was a swan egg to begin with.

Everyone has their own logic, and everyone has their own excuses.

The victor is the king, and the loser is the villain.

That is all there is to it.

Later, when faced with the occasional advice from friends.

Lin Xian Yu no longer argued back.

He simply walked his own path in silence.

When faced with the occasional sincere greeting from friends.

He would muster his spirits and return a smile, even when exhausted. He would use all his strength to laugh out loud.

Because everyone, including ourselves.

Would rather look at a fake smile. As long as you smile convincingly enough, you will spread positive energy.

Who would want to get too close to a loser who is depressed and moping around all day?

Just like that, he wasted his time and squandered his youth. Until, while inexplicably grinding a certain game, he transmigrated.

His memories from birth were blurry; in fragmented images, he vaguely remembered Danzō holding him with a woman, the two of them very intimate. Later, he was brought back from outside the village by that old thief Danzō, and he never saw the woman who gave birth to him again.

Word was, she died in childbirth.

Just like that, he inexplicably became part of a single-parent family.

Well, fine, fine; a single-parent family is still better than being an orphan.

If he gets into a dispute with classmates at the Ninja Academy later, he might even be able to roar, "My dad is Danzō!"

That has much higher name recognition than Li Gang or anyone else...

In his impression, in the anime from his previous life, the "King of Scapegoats" didn't seem to have a son, did he? It seemed he was a veteran bachelor...

Forget it... he hadn't watched the anime that carefully back then.

Although the Shimura Clan is not as world-renowned as the Senju, Uchiha, or Hyuga, it is still a major noble clan that has been passed down since the Warring States period.

Their ancestral Wind Style ninjutsu is not to be underestimated. Coupled with the current clan head Shimura Danzō's status as the second-in-command of Konoha, the clan's compound is quite impressive in both size and location.

It was built right next to the Senju Clan's compound.

At this moment, five-year-old Shimura Xian Yu was squatting on the steps of his courtyard, contemplating life.

In a few days, the Ninja Academy would open. As the only heir to the clan head, Xian Yu had been forced to undergo various brutal training sessions since he was three.

Fortunately, his body was relatively normal. Relying on his mature mind, he survived two years of grueling pre-school clan education and had successfully extracted chakra a while ago, mastering the most basic Three Body Technique.

However, unfortunately, that was all this body was capable of.

Don't even mention Kakashi graduating early at six... or becoming a Jonin at twelve.

According to his deductions based on memories from both lives.

Xian Yu felt that he was at most material for a Chunin, with an upper limit of Mizuki.

In the future, where Kage-level experts walk everywhere and Six Paths users are as common as dogs...

In this world where the strong prey upon the weak, he feared he didn't even have the qualifications to be cannon fodder!

As for clinging to the thigh of that cheap old man?

Not to mention the terrible attitude Danzo had shown him over the years, the old thief would likely be unable to protect himself when the time came, and he would only be dragged down with him.

After all, the Pot King of Konoha wasn't a title earned for nothing...

In the end, he took the blame for everything and was wiped out by the Second Pillar...

If things go on like this, I'm doomed! Shimura Xian Yu's youthful face was filled with unwillingness.

Actually, he quite liked his current life.

Although the old thief Danzo was a bit harsh when forcing him to train, often beating him until his skin was torn and flesh mangled.

But once the beating was over, he would provide the best medicine!

Although he had to learn traps, psychology, tactics, geography, physics, chemistry, and a whole host of other complex subjects until he felt like his brain was about to split in two.

Although he had to exercise his body, temper his will, and practice shuriken, kunai, melee combat, throwing, and Wind Release ninjutsu, etc... he was so tired every day that he would fall asleep the moment he touched his bed.

But all kinds of precious tonics, both internal and external, were never in short supply.

Although the ninjas here were nothing like the carefree, cool, and stylish ones from the anime in his previous life.

To put it bluntly, it was just a constant draining of physical and mental strength; it was a miserable profession.

But at least he had managed to be born into a good family in this life.

He didn't have to be like in his previous life, stuck in a rigid capitalist environment, doing the hardest work, drinking the most poisonous soup, where he could see the end of his life from the beginning, yet still see no way out.

"Ding! Detected the host's intense desire. The Treasure Chest System has been activated. Please explore it yourself, host."

"Huh?" Shimura Xian Yu, who had been lost in thought, was startled on the spot by the voice echoing in his mind.

"Has my golden finger, five years late, finally arrived?" Tears streamed down Shimura Xian Yu's youthful face, and he cried like a child.

Wait... no, he was a child.

"System, my dear system! I knew it, why else would I be inexplicably transmigrated into this hellhole of a Naruto world where everything depends on your eyes? How could I survive without a golden finger? Heaven has mercy... you've finally appeared."

"Quick, introduce your great functions to me!"

"Hmm? System? Are you still there?"

"..."

However, no matter how much Xian Yu called out, he received no further response.

"Young Master Yu, Young Master Yu, why are you crying? What happened?" Just then, a girl of eleven or twelve walked out of the room. Seeing Xian Yu shouting, she immediately dropped the laundry bucket in her hands and stepped forward with concern.

The girl wore coarse cloth clothes, her jet-black, lustrous hair draped over her shoulders, and her pretty face was delicate and lovely.

Xian Yu didn't speak; suddenly, his dark, bright eyes were fixed on the laundry bucket not far away.

He saw that next to the laundry bucket the girl had dropped on the ground, there was an exquisite treasure chest emitting a silver light!

"Cough, cough... it's Ayumi. Tell me, Ayumi, who gave you that name?"

The little boy Xian Yu coughed twice and straightened his expression.

"Huh?" Shinozaki Ayumi looked blank, indicating she didn't understand!

"Forget it... no matter who named you, stay away from that person in the future."

Shinozaki Ayumi remained confused!

"The guy who named you is too dishonest! Simply hypocritical! How can you be called Ayumi, Ayumi? Are you trying to make other girls feel bad? How about I just call you Mei-Mei from now on?" The little boy first looked indignant, then stared at the girl in front of him with an appreciative look.

"Young Master Yu, you shouldn't make fun of other people's names!" Shinozaki Ayumi said, her pretty face blushing as she feigned anger, before immediately turning around, picking up the laundry bucket, and running away like a gust of wind.

"Phew..." He let out a sigh of relief, no longer paying attention to the little maid who had fled.

After the system hadn't responded for half a day, Shimura Xian Yu had almost thought that the voice he heard was just him going crazy wanting a golden finger, a mere auditory hallucination.

But seeing the treasure chest right in front of him, he immediately felt reassured.

Seeing that Ayumi had indeed ignored the half-meter-long treasure chest emitting a faint silver light as she left, as if she couldn't see it at all.

Xian Yu was now even more certain that his golden finger had truly arrived!

Seeing that Ayumi had gone far away and checking that there was no one else around, he immediately pounced on the treasure chest impatiently.

"Congratulations to the host for obtaining Silver Treasure Chest x1."

"Detected that the host has picked up a treasure chest for the first time, fulfilling a hidden condition. Successfully unlocked Storage Space. Successfully unlocked Treasure Chest Radar."

The familiar voice echoed in his mind once again.

Immediately after, a grid-based storage backpack similar to those in online games appeared before Xian Yu's eyes, containing a total of seven slots. At this moment, a silver treasure chest was lying quietly in the first slot. On the other side, a circular radar mini-map was displayed.

"So I have to figure everything out on my own...?" Seeing that the system had gone silent again, Xian Yu finally understood; it seemed his system didn't do conversation.

After a few minutes of constant experimentation, Xian Yu roughly figured out the basic operations. He silently thought "Backpack" in his mind.

The grid-based backpack interface in front of him would open or close.

By silently thinking "Radar," the radar mini-map could also be made to appear or disappear.

By focusing one's intent, one can control the storing, retrieving, and using of items within the inventory.

Setting everything else aside for the moment, it was time to open the chest!

Rubbing his hands together in excitement, he silently chanted "inventory" in his mind.

With a "whoosh," the seven-slot inventory interface appeared before his eyes once again.

It had to be said, it was quite novel and rare.

Steadying his nerves, he respectfully offered greetings to all the gods and buddhas. Whether it was the Buddha, the Jade Emperor, or the Great Merciful and Great Compassionate Guanyin Bodhisattva, he even respectfully greeted Otsutsuki Kaguya-hime.

"Whether I'm a 'non-chief' or a 'European' depends on this one moment!" Saying this, Xian Yu closed his eyes, his palms sweating with tension. He focused his intent to open the Silver Treasure Chest.

"Rustle, rustle..."

"Rustle, rustle...?"

"Hm?"

Was the chest locked?

Could it not be opened?

Just as Xian Yu was feeling puzzled, a round, peculiar creature with a familiar black-and-white color scheme from his past life appeared before his eyes. Immediately after, the system's voice rang out in his mind:

"Opening the Silver Treasure Chest requires 15 million taels of silver; the host has insufficient funds! Please top up and try again. Creating happiness with heart, if you have no money, go play with your own mother..."