Filling Plot Holes

No matter how poor the Leyline's quality was, it was still far superior to Shiro's own Chakra. Unfortunately, Shiro had not learned that yet.

Still, his recent training speed should be able to increase. As long as he was not doing training that consumed too much Chakra, Shiro could practice Barrier Magecraft at the same time.

Unfortunately, the Shadow Clone Technique's side effects were a bit too severe. Shiro had only made one clone to study, yet after dismissing it, he already felt overwhelming fatigue. There was nothing he could do about it but endure.

There were no shortcuts in training. The Shadow Clone Technique seemed to greatly increase training speed, but it also brought far more fatigue. Of course, Shiro absolutely refused to admit that using cheats counted as training.

Shiro was not affected by the fatigue brought by the Shadow Clone Technique. Though he desperately wanted to collapse into bed, he knew that if he lay down this time, he might never get back up again.

In his previous life, it had been precisely because of thoughts like, "It's fine, I'll just rest for a while and do it tomorrow," that Shiro had gradually fallen behind others until he failed his exams.

Therefore, in this life, Shiro would never let himself start down that path again!

So, Shiro forced himself through the fatigue and began sorting through what the Shadow Clone Technique had just learned. Fortunately, all he needed to do now was verify the clone's findings.

Otherwise, learning efficiency would be extremely low in such an exhausted state.

Before long, Shiro had organized the knowledge fed back by the Shadow Clone Technique. He realized that he seemed to have learned his first Barrier Magecraft.

That was only natural. After such a long period of accumulation, just like with the Shadow Clone Technique, everything had fallen into place naturally.

While Shiro was organizing the information, his fatigue had already eased somewhat. After all, ninjas had quite decent recovery abilities.

Thus, Shiro began setting it up. The Shadow Clone Technique had only learned it in theory; it still needed further verification.

What Shiro had learned was merely a simple Alarm Barrier. Its only effect was to sound an alarm as a warning whenever someone with hostile intent intruded.

It had zero counterattack capability, but it was one of the foundations for constructing a Magecraft Workshop. Though simple, it was still fairly important Magecraft.

The facts proved that Shiro's talent for Magecraft was indeed lacking. Even with the theory already mastered, he failed many times before successfully setting it up.

However, truly mastering it would still require a period of practice. Unfortunately, Shiro had run out of Chakra.

So Shiro returned home. He did not dare refine more Chakra just to continue training.

It had been one thing during the last battle, when preserving his life had been the priority.

But there was clearly no need to do that now. Shiro was not an idiot; how could he do something as self-destructive as killing the chicken for its eggs? So, after tidying up a little, he went home.

By the time Shiro returned, his father and mother were already asleep. Konoha's technology was nowhere near as advanced as it would be in the future. Television had not even appeared yet, and there was little entertainment at night, so most people went to bed early.

Shiro quietly returned to his room. To avoid disturbing them, he merely washed up before lying down on his bed to rest.

Yes, there were beds in Naruto. Naruto himself slept in one in the original story. At first, Shiro had slept on tatami, and he had found it very uncomfortable.

Imagine it: Shiro was a modern grown man. Back in his old world, even when guests came over, he had never slept on the floor. And now he was supposed to sleep on the floor every day?

Sorry, but Shiro said... (his gaze drifted toward Hokage Rock) no problem at all.

Thus, during the first few days after arriving, Shiro barely slept well. Fortunately, while shopping one day, he suddenly discovered that a furniture store sold beds, finally ending his days of sleeping on the floor.

However, this also made Shiro realize just how broken Konoha's economy was. (Filling in a plot hole here. If you have any opinions or questions, leave them in the review section. I might not see chapter comments.)

Because of the existence of ninjas, anything related to them was absurdly expensive. In contrast, ordinary necessities for civilians, such as firewood, rice, oil, and salt, were very cheap.

But restaurants in general, such as the famous Ichiraku Ramen—which had not opened yet, of course—charged, as Shiro recalled, around one hundred ryo per bowl. Even so, that was the cheapest option.

After investigating other ramen shops, Shiro discovered that most charged over one hundred ryo, more than the price of his bed.

Of course, there was a reason they were so expensive. Though the food sold in these restaurants looked plain, it contained extremely high energy and could replenish a ninja's stamina to a certain extent.

Therefore, their costs were high. As for how high, Shiro had no idea.

Fortunately, the outrageous prices only applied to things related to ninjas. Other prices were fairly normal.

Thus, Konoha also had restaurants for ordinary people. Their prices were much cheaper, but both the taste and service were far worse. Still, that price advantage was the only reason they could stay in business.

That was also why the reward for a C-rank mission to wipe out bandits often required the entire population of an ordinary village to pool their money before they could afford it.

For now, Shiro only understood Konoha's situation. He did not know about other countries, but they were definitely worse off than Konoha.

After all, Konoha was the strongest ninja village. Otherwise, how would it dare be so unconventional? While the other four were all something-or-other Hidden Villages, it went and called itself Konoha Village, ruining the pattern.

Though prices seemed extremely high, ordinary people could still barely afford them. They were simply luxury goods. Even in Shiro's country in his previous life, were there not meals that cost hundreds of thousands?

Just like in The Mermaid: "You can actually eat roast chicken that costs less than two hundred?" Damn it, two hundred was enough for Shiro to buy four roast chickens.

Therefore, these were luxury goods to them. Most customers were ninjas, and ordinary people were rarely seen there.

Fortunately, this bed did not have any messy functions like helping with Chakra training. Otherwise, Shiro truly would not have been able to afford sleeping in it.

Still, it was strange. Though he was already exhausted, Shiro could not fall asleep. After all, he had overcome two major hurdles in a single day, so he was somewhat excited.

Sometimes, Shiro also wondered: if the Heroic Spirit Card he had retained had been Gilgamesh's, then he would not need to work this hard.

At five, he would transmigrate here. At six, he would beat Kage-level opponents. At seven, he would have a harem of wives and concubines. At seven and a half, the author's novel would flop.

But Shiro only thought about it. A person had to know contentment. Being able to inherit EMIYA's Magecraft was already an enormous stroke of luck. Otherwise, Shiro estimated that he would not even have survived the Second Shinobi World War.

That trash system was far too useless. Shiro had to learn everything himself; it could not even perform an empowerment. It was simply a disgrace among systems!

How were you supposed to devour your host in the future? How were you supposed to harvest him like a leek? With how pathetic you are, it would already be lucky if your host did not harvest you like a leek instead. Good thing you met me, the kind, merciful, handsome, and dashing Shiro. (The author looked at the kunai at his neck, said nothing, and quietly kept typing.)

Shiro lay on the bed thinking shamelessly, and gradually fell asleep.

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