No Cheat, Need to Change Class

July, 39th Year of Konoha.

Konoha Hospital.

Along the long corridors, medical ninjas hurried back and forth as the wounded were continuously brought in. The hospital, which should have been quiet, was filled with the faint, intermittent sounds of sobbing, making Uchiha Suifeng feel increasingly irritable.

Konoha, Hokage, Uchiha, I got one-shotted by Kakashi!

Chaotic memories flickered through his mind like a revolving lantern.

"Suifeng, you're awake!"

A voice full of pleasant surprise came from the doorway, and a figure rushed to the bedside, pulling him into an embrace.

Not Tsunade, zero stars!

Suifeng struggled with some effort to break free from the other person's arms and rubbed his eyes.

"Suifeng, you've awakened your eyes!"

Another exclamation followed.

Oh, awakened my eyes, have I?!

He lowered his hands from his eyes, his heart stirring slightly. Although he wasn't a die-hard Naruto fan in his previous life, he had still watched hundreds of episodes of the "Legend of the Eyes." He knew the Uchiha clan's infuriating bloodline traits better than anyone, perhaps even better than Uchiha Madara.

The previous owner of this body, a member of the Uchiha clan, had felt unconvinced when he saw Kakashi—a guy a year younger than him—apply for early graduation. He had stepped forward to challenge him, only to be beaten soundly. Unable to swallow his anger, his emotions surged, awakening the Sharingan, and then...

There was no "then" for him.

After fainting, the one who woke up was a middle-aged uncle from Earth named Liu Feng.

A medical expert at a county hospital in a third-tier city, divorced.

Specialized in appendectomies and circumcisions...

His boring life was sustained by manga, and the reason for his transmigration was unknown.

As a middle-aged, greasy man who had experienced the vicissitudes of life, although his inner perversion was no less than that of a hot-blooded fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy, he was long past the age of "chuunibyou." Suddenly arriving in such a world, he first needed to adapt, and second, he needed to figure out how to survive.

Third, the person in front of him was his aunt; she couldn't possibly stir any desire in him...

Alright, off-topic.

After staying in the hospital for three days, he returned home. During these three days, he had almost finished organizing the memories of Uchiha Suifeng.

Uchiha Suifeng, born in the 33rd year of Konoha, an ordinary member of the Uchiha clan. He had a cousin named Uchiha Obito and another cousin named Shisui. Both his parents were dead, and he had no biological siblings.

So, in the future, will I have to find a way to get my Mangekyo from these two?

He thought to himself.

Well, having just awakened a single tomoe, thinking about this was a bit early.

But then again, maybe not. After all, in seventeen years, the Uchiha clan would be wiped out.

Seventeen years sounds long, but to a weary old dog over forty, seventeen years isn't enough time to do much of anything.

Fire, Earth, and Lightning chakra natures; I can barely count as a genius. But in this world, what's the use of being a genius!

Geniuses in this world were too cheap. To say nothing else, the top three in every class at the Ninja Academy were called geniuses, but how many of them actually grew up?

I don't seem to have a cheat system. What happened to the standard transmigrator package? Even a cup of Ganges water would have been fine.

This was the most frustrating thing he felt. A few days after transmigrating, he discovered that he had lost his cheat during the process. In other words, he was now just an ordinary Uchiha clansman.

It seems I should consider a career change!

There was no help for it. From Suifeng's fragmented memories, he learned that Suifeng's training had been extremely diligent and hardworking. To what extent?

In any case, he couldn't do it.

A few days ago, he was a greasy, middle-aged man who sat in front of a computer all day. How could he suddenly start training in the dead of winter and the heat of summer?

Besides, he couldn't even bring himself to run one kilometer a day!

Without a cheat, what was the point? It would be better to change professions early. Besides, big merchants in this world lived quite comfortably!

Without grand ambitions or heaven-defying delusions, by the third day of being a student at the Ninja Academy, he already had plans to switch careers.

Switch careers?

Keep dreaming.

He was soon beaten down by reality!

Although he had lost to Kakashi and lost face for the Uchiha clan, the fact that he had awakened the Sharingan at six years old was undeniable. Awakening the Sharingan at this age was undoubtedly a mark of excellence within the clan.

"Suifeng, although you lost this time, you also awakened the Sharingan. For you, it can be considered a blessing in disguise. From today on, you don't need to go to school. I will have Fushan train you properly. With your aptitude and strength, you can apply for early graduation in three months at most. Then you can challenge Kakashi again and wash away your shame!"

The old man in front of him was the Great Elder of the clan, the head of the Elder Council. His status in the clan was equal to that of the Clan Head, and he was perhaps even more influential. He was also the leader of his specific branch.

Although the Uchiha were one clan, they were divided into four branches based on bloodline proximity. Each of the three elders led one branch, and the Clan Head led the fourth. Both he and Obito belonged to the Great Elder's branch, as would Shisui in the future.

The Great Elder before him was the older brother of Shisui's father, Uchiha Kagami. He was his father's older brother.

Come to think of it, the names in his branch for this generation were quite interesting—Earth, Water, Wind... it felt like they were trying to cover all the chakra natures.

Unfortunately, his name was Suifeng (Shattered Wind), yet he didn't have the Wind nature. It was a completely random naming choice!

For the first time, he truly understood what "aura" meant when facing this Great Elder. It wasn't just two words on a page in a novel or manga, but a genuine, tangible sensation. An aura as heavy as a small mountain pressed down upon him, leaving him gasping for air and stripping away any courage he might have had to refuse.

Actually, even without this aura, he wouldn't have refused anyway...

He didn't have the guts!

In a word: coward.

The next day, Uchiha clan grounds, training field.

Uchiha Suifeng collapsed onto the ground, drenched in sweat and panting heavily. His lungs felt like they were on fire, and his muscles ached so intensely that he didn't want to move even a single finger.

Uchiha Fukuyama, despite his unremarkable name, was a bona fide Jonin. He was a stern and rigid man who never held back during training.

His standards were terrifyingly high, yet to Uchiha Suifeng's surprise, he had managed to endure it, however disheveled he might look.

This was all thanks to the foundation left behind by the original Uchiha Suifeng. As a scion of Konoha's premier noble clan, he was naturally unlike Naruto, who couldn't even perform the Three Body Technique by the time he graduated.

He had started basic ninja training early. Despite his age, he had already mastered the Three Body Technique, basic chakra extraction, fundamental taijutsu, and the basics of Uchiha Style shurikenjutsu. Before challenging Kakashi, he had even begun preparing for tree-climbing and water-walking exercises. For a six-year-old child, his foundation was remarkably solid. It was precisely this foundation that allowed him to survive the first day of training, but this was only the first day—could he possibly make it through tomorrow?!

Clearly, Uchiha Fukuyama was extremely dissatisfied with his performance.

"With this kind of display, you still want to defeat Kakashi?" Uchiha Fukuyama looked down at him, expressionless. "You can't even last half a day. At this rate, I don't see the point in challenging him; you might as well just die here!"

"I, I, I..."

In an instant, Uchiha Suifeng felt a biting killing intent seep into his brain. He hurriedly opened his mouth, stammering, when suddenly his expression shifted, his eyes gleaming with wild joy. "I have a cheat!"