Nawaki picked up a kunai again and examined his newly exchanged Byakugan. The system's surgical work was exquisite. The third eye on his forehead looked perfectly natural; its size, shape, and placement were all harmonious, without the abrupt or grotesque feeling of a later transplant. It looked as though it had grown there naturally.
Moreover, beyond its appearance, the eye's external tissue structure was fully intact. The eyelid outside the eyeball, the socket in his skull, and the optic nerve connecting it to his brain—nothing was missing, and everything was identical to his other two eyes.
As a result, Nawaki found the Byakugan exceptionally easy to control, and he experienced no visual discomfort whatsoever.
After examining its appearance, Nawaki was quite satisfied. Back in his previous life, influenced as a child by mythological tales like Investiture of the Gods and Journey to the West, he had greatly envied the divine eye on Erlang Shen's forehead. He had even fantasized about what it would be like to have such an eye himself. Though the Byakugan on his forehead was nowhere near as miraculous as a true heavenly eye, it at least looked similar enough. His childish chuunibyou dream had finally come true.
Now that he had checked its appearance, it was time to test its abilities. After all, Nawaki had not spent so many Wish Power points merely to look cool.
"Open!" Nawaki suddenly gave a low shout. The Byakugan on his forehead snapped open as a great amount of chakra poured into it. At the same time, the veins around it bulged sharply, forming a ring of savage, branch-like patterns across his forehead.
As the Byakugan opened, a massive amount of information traveled through the optic nerve into his brain. Everything around him, down to the smallest detail, appeared before