Mutated Sharingan

At night, Amada sat cross-legged in his room, moonlight spilling through the window onto his body.

He took a deep breath, closed his eyes, and sank his consciousness into the Lottery System within his mind.

A massive wheel appeared before his eyes, divided into white, green, blue, and rare purple zones.

Amada initiated a green 10-pull, and the wheel began to spin at high speed.

"Ding!"

"Ding!"

"Ding!"

A series of system notifications rang out in his mind.

Amada held his breath, watching as streaks of light flashed by:

White: Inferior Shuriken x10

Green: Chakra Supplement x5

White: Inferior Kunai x5

Green: Substitution Technique Scroll

Blue: Common Nichirin Sword

White: Military Ration Pill x3

Green: Transformation Technique Scroll

White: Inferior Shuriken x10

Green: Chakra Test Paper x10

Blue: Electrified Wolf-Tooth Club

Amada opened his eyes; the items he had drawn were already piled up before him.

His gaze fell upon the two weapons shimmering with a faint glow.

"What a pity..." Amada sighed.

These two weapons were of little use to him at his current level.

He picked up the Nichirin Sword, his fingers gently brushing against the blade.

The quality of this blade was top-tier; if he were in the Demon Slayer world, it could kill demons, but this was the Ninja world, and there were no demons for him to slay.

"System, dismantle these two blue items."

"Ding! Blue-quality items detected. Confirm dismantling?"

"Confirm."

Two blue lights flashed, and the two ninja tools dissolved into specks of starlight, replaced by two blue-tier lottery draws.

Amada looked at the blue draws in his mind and fell into deep thought.

Adding the 18 draws he had previously accumulated, he now had exactly enough for two blue 10-pulls.

The system interface clearly displayed the odds: blue draws had a chance to yield items of purple quality or higher.

He recalled the thrill of subduing the giant wild boar earlier today.

"Use them," Amada resolved.

"Now is not the time to be frugal."

He activated the blue lottery in the system, and the wheel began to spin rapidly.

Blue light swirled through his mental space.

"Ding!"

"Ding!"

"Ding!"

A series of system notifications rang out:

Green: Chakra Test Paper x5

Blue: Magic Amulet from another world (can block one fatal attack)

Green: Transformation Technique Scroll

White: Inferior Kunai x5

Blue: Healing Potion from another world (can rapidly recover injuries)

Green: Clone Technique Scroll

White: Military Ration Pill x5

Blue: Space Ring from another world (1 cubic meter of storage space)

Green: Sharp Kunai

White: Low-quality Shuriken x10

Amada opened his eyes to find the items he had drawn piled up before him.

His gaze was first drawn to the Magic Amulet, which emitted a strange glow—

It was a silver pendant inlaid with a blue crystal, within which starlight seemed to flow.

From another world, perhaps...

Amada mused thoughtfully.

Next, he picked up the Healing Potion.

Inside the transparent glass bottle, a pale green liquid shimmered with a faint light.

Amada carefully tucked the potion away; it might be a life-saving item at a critical moment.

Finally, his attention was captured by the Space Ring.

The ring was entirely silver-white, its surface engraved with intricate patterns.

As Amada injected his chakra into the ring, his consciousness immediately connected to an extra-dimensional space one cubic meter in size.

"Interesting..." The corners of Amada's mouth curled upward.

Although he hadn't drawn any purple-tier items this time, these artifacts from another world were perhaps more valuable than ordinary ninja tools.

He wore the Magic Amulet around his neck, stowed the Healing Potion and Space Ring, and sorted the remaining items.

Having finished, he looked at the ten remaining blue-tier draws, a flicker of anticipation in his eyes.

"Let's go again."

Amada took a deep breath.

The wheel began to spin once more, blue light swirling within his consciousness space.

Suddenly, a dazzling purple light tore through the blue curtain of light.

"It actually hit purple!"

Amada's heart rate spiked; he suppressed his inner excitement and quickly scanned the other rewards:

Yet none of these could hold Amada's attention.

His entire focus was drawn to the purple orb of light floating in his consciousness space.

The orb radiated a soft glow, with countless tiny runes seemingly flowing within it.

The moment Amada's consciousness touched the orb, a massive stream of information flooded his mind:

"Ding! Congratulations on obtaining a purple-tier item: Mutated Sharingan Awakening Opportunity!"

"Mutated Sharingan Awakening: A special mutated form of the Uchiha clan's Sharingan. Upon awakening, you will gain unique ocular jutsu abilities. Note: The awakening process may be accompanied by intense pain and chakra instability; it is recommended to proceed in a safe environment."

Amada opened his eyes, but his heart was surging with turbulent waves.

"Mutated Sharingan?"

He muttered to himself.

As a member of the Uchiha clan, he was well aware of the three basic forms of the Sharingan: Single Tomoe, Double Tomoe, and Triple Tomoe.

Clan records stated that a very small number of geniuses could even unlock the Mangekyou Sharingan.

But a Mutated Sharingan... this was the first time he had ever heard of such a thing.

He walked to the mirror and looked at his ordinary black eyes.

If he awakened a Mutated Sharingan, what would it look like? What kind of abilities would he gain?

More importantly... would this mutation bring any side effects?

Amada recalled the clan's records regarding the Sharingan.

"Should I awaken it now?"

Amada hesitated.

He looked out the window, though the night was already deep.

If he awakened it now and something went wrong, someone might notice.

Yet, the curiosity and desire deep within his heart continued to grow.

In this perilous ninja world, strength was everything. If he could obtain a unique ability...

Amada considered for a moment.

He took a deep breath and retrieved the purple orb from the system.

The orb pulsed in his palm, as if it were alive.

"No more hesitation."

Amada whispered to himself.

He decided to awaken it right then and there.

In an instant, a surge of scorching energy flooded into his body.

Amada felt as if his eyes were being seared by flames, the intense pain forcing a muffled groan from his throat.

He gritted his teeth tightly, fine beads of sweat seeping from his forehead.

Chakra flowed frantically through his body, and his once-stable chakra meridians began to tremble violently.

Amada felt his vision begin to distort.

The scene before him blurred and sharpened in turns, as if countless images were flashing back before his eyes.

"Hold on..."

He clenched his fists: he had to remain conscious, otherwise, his ocular power might spiral out of control.

He did not know how much time had passed, but the pain finally began to recede.

Amada slowly opened his eyes and discovered that his vision had become extraordinarily clear.

In the room under the moonlight, every single speck of dust was clearly visible, and he could even see the veins of the leaves outside the window with perfect clarity.

He stumbled over to the mirror.

He saw that his eyes had transformed into the form of the Sharingan—a Double Tomoe slowly rotating within the scarlet pupils.

"Double Tomoe..."

Amada muttered to himself.

Awakening a Double Tomoe Sharingan at the age of nine was extremely rare, even in the history of the Uchiha clan.

However...

He scrutinized the eyes in the mirror carefully, yet he could not discern anything unusual.

Was this the Mutated Sharingan the system had spoken of?

Aside from the Double Tomoe form, it seemed no different from an ordinary Sharingan.