Deep in the dense forest.
A red-haired little boy, looking no older than five, was holding a short blade and swinging it repeatedly.
It was high noon, the sun was scorching, and sweat had already soaked through the boy's clothes.
"This damn weather, it's so hot."
Uzumaki Shin couldn't help but complain, then continued his swings. A mere sun, how could it possibly hinder his pursuit of strength?
"Shin, you really are here! How can you be swinging a blade in such heat? Aren't you afraid of getting heatstroke?"
Behind a large tree behind Uzumaki Shin, a small head peeked out before hopping over toward him.
Uzumaki Shin stopped at the sound, turned his head, and looked helplessly at the pretty, cute little girl in front of him.
"Kushina, I don't have time to play with you right now."
Kushina puffed out her cheeks at these words, a hint of dissatisfaction showing on her chubby, rosy face. Her puffed-out mouth made her cheeks look round, which Uzumaki Shin found incredibly cute.
"Shin, you used to be willing to play with me, but now you won't even pay attention to me."
Tears welled up in the eyes of Kushina, as if they would spill over at any moment, making Uzumaki Shin's head throb instantly.
"Kushina, do you think I want to practice swordsmanship in the middle of the day? I have no other choice."
Uzumaki Shin sat down and picked up a water bottle to take a sip, replenishing the fluids he had lost.
Unlike the carefree Kushina at this moment, Uzumaki Shin was a transmigrator.
He didn't know how it happened, but he had transmigrated into this world of Naruto and become a newborn infant.
When he first learned he had transmigrated into this dangerous world where entire villages could be wiped out in an instant, Uzumaki Shin felt despair.
Fortunately, he hadn't transmigrated as a commoner, but into the Uzumaki Clan of the Land of Whirlpools. However, being part of the Uzumaki Clan also carried its own dangers.
It was currently the end of the First Shinobi World War, and the Second Shinobi World War had yet to begin; the plot was still decades away.
And this time period was exactly when the Land of Whirlpools was destined to be destroyed. Uzumaki Shin calculated the time; although he didn't know the exact date of the fall of the Land of Whirlpools, it shouldn't be too far off.
Now, Uzumaki Shin could only think of ways to improve his strength, striving to increase his survival rate during the upcoming destruction of the Land of Whirlpools.
Having transmigrated into this world, Uzumaki Shin was not willing to just die like that.
"Shin, is there some hidden trouble you can't talk about?"
Seeing the distress on Uzumaki Shin's face, Kushina asked him.
"Kushina, if I told you that in the near future, the Land of Whirlpools and the Uzumaki Clan would face a catastrophe, would you believe me?"
Uzumaki Shin looked up and said to Kushina earnestly.
"How is that possible? Shin, you must be joking."
Kushina looked at him as if he were teasing her.
Uzumaki Shin shrugged. Even Kushina, who trusted him the most, didn't believe what he said, let alone the others in the Uzumaki Clan. Therefore, the catastrophe of the Land of Whirlpools was simply unavoidable.
Uzumaki Shin was not well-regarded, and no one would ever believe his words.
Ding!
Suddenly, a mechanical sound rang out in Uzumaki Shin's mind, making him jump.
Copy System activated successfully. Happy to serve the host.
Listening to the voice in his head, Uzumaki Shin suddenly felt a surge of excitement. As expected, he had a golden finger!
But he had been in this world for five years; did the system only wake up now?
"Shin, what's wrong?"
Kushina keenly sensed the change in Shin and immediately asked him.
"It's nothing, Kushina. I just remembered I have some things to do. I'll definitely play with you tomorrow, but I have to go now."
Shin leaped onto a tree and disappeared after a few flashes of movement.
Kushina's mouth hung open. That agility—surely even an average genin couldn't compare to it! That stinky Shin was so strong and didn't even tell her. Kushina clenched her fists in anger.
"If you don't play with me tomorrow, you're dead meat!"
After leaving, Shin didn't go back but instead went to a secluded riverbank to check his system.
"System, what are your functions?" Shin asked with some trepidation.
If the system's abilities were trash, it would be better not to have one at all!
"This system is called the Copy System. It can copy anything, such as an opponent's ninjutsu, chakra, and even Kekkei Genkai."
Shin's eyes lit up. In an instant, the Rinnegan of Uchiha Madara and the Rinnegan of Otsutsuki Kaguya flashed through his mind.
With the various monstrous ocular techniques of the Mangekyou Sharingan, the immortal and indestructible abilities of Otsutsuki Kaguya, and all manner of powerful S-rank ninjutsu and Kekkei Genkai, the eyes of Shin grew increasingly bright.
"Right, the copy ability must have conditions, right?"
Shin regained his focus, and after calming down, he asked the system. It was impossible for him to copy things unconditionally.
"Each copy requires a copy card. Copy cards are divided into Common Copy Card, Advanced Copy Card, and God-tier Copy Card."
"A Common Copy Card can copy ninjutsu of B-rank and below, as well as the chakra and physical constitution of a jonin, and so on."
"An Advanced Copy Card can copy ninjutsu and secret techniques of S-rank and below, as well as the chakra and physical constitution of a Kage-level ninja. Some common Kekkei Genkai can also be copied, such as Scorch Release, Lava Release, and so on."
"A God-tier Copy Card has no restrictions; anything can be copied."
"Then how do I obtain these copy cards?" Shin asked impatiently.
"There are two methods. One is that the system gifts one copy card every year. As for whether it is a Common Copy Card, Advanced Copy Card, or God-tier Copy Card, that depends entirely on the master's luck."
"The other method is to choose to complete missions according to the master's will. Upon completion, a copy card is awarded. Missions are not mandatory; the master chooses whether to accept them or not, and there is no penalty for failure."
"A gift once a year, that's actually quite good." Shin smiled. It seemed his system was truly conscientious.
Furthermore, the missions were not mandatory and carried no penalties, which made Shin heave a sigh of relief.
Shin hated being constrained and did not want some inexplicable system mission binding him. Even if the system's abilities were powerful, Shin would not like that.
"Right, system, is there a newbie gift pack?"
Shin's eyes shone; logically, there should be a newbie gift pack.
"The newbie gift pack was already given to you when you were born, master. You should have felt it."
Shin was stunned, then tentatively asked, "Could it be the Perfect Sage Body?"
The Sage Body is a Kekkei Genkai of the Uzumaki Clan, possessed by every member of the Senju Clan and the Uzumaki Clan, but Shin's Perfect Sage Body was a bit different—it was stronger than others.
"That is correct. When the system brought the master across, it granted the master the Perfect Sage Body."
The joy on Shin's face could not be concealed. With the Perfect Sage Body, wouldn't that be comparable to the God of Shinobi, Senju Hashirama?
Relying on his Perfect Sage Body and the Wood Release he developed, Senju Hashirama was able to thrash Uchiha Madara, who possessed the Eternal Mangekyou Sharingan and the full-bodied Nine-Tails.
Wouldn't he be able to possess the strength of Senju Hashirama in the future? With the help of the system, surpassing Senju Hashirama and becoming a Six Paths level existence didn't seem to have much difficulty.
His future seemed bright indeed!