After sending Hinata Hyuga to bed, Uchiha Izuna went to take a shower.
About thirty minutes later, he felt somewhat exhausted and closed his eyes.
This time was rather strange. In his dream, he saw himself.
"Well, well, tired?" His future self mocked him with a grin, his tone clearly saying that he was a scrawny weakling.
Uchiha Izuna was speechless. "I don't believe you came to see me for no reason. Tell me, what is it?"
"Sigh, of course. I knew you'd have this attitude. After all, back then, I treated my future self the same way."
"Enough chatter. Listen carefully. One year from now, the Ōtsutsuki Clan from a thousand years ago will cross the timeline and arrive in your era."
"At that time, they will teleport over one every ten days. You need to kill them all. Otherwise, the Shinobi World you conquered will collapse in an instant, and every living being in it will become nourishment for the Ōtsutsuki Clan."
"Besides telling you this tonight, I also came to give you cultivation techniques and pill formulas."
The future Uchiha Izuna stepped before Uchiha Izuna and placed his right hand on his head.
"A sage strokes my crown, tying my hair and granting me immortality!" Future Uchiha Izuna suddenly spouted such an embarrassing line.
After receiving the memories, Uchiha Izuna was speechless. "A sage strokes my crown? Aren't you me? At most, this counts as special tutoring."
"By helping me so openly, aren't you afraid of the Deva Path's retaliation?" Uchiha Izuna asked curiously.
"If it dares make a peep, I'll beat it up too." That calm voice and utterly disdainful tone made Uchiha Izuna envious.
Future Uchiha Izuna waved his hand. "All right, it's dawn. Go out now. Remember to cultivate properly. I'll remain inside your