Simulation

Just as Shimizu returned home, a mechanical female voice echoed in his ears, accompanied by a surge of information flooding his mind.

It provided a detailed introduction to the Simulator and its basic functions.

Shimizu could perform a simulation once every ten days.

The simulation would use the moment he initiated it as a baseline, projecting events forward from that point.

After each simulation, three options would appear at random, and he could freely choose one item from within the simulation.

The items within the Simulator were not fixed; as long as it was something he had encountered during the simulation, it had a chance to appear among the three choices for him to select.

In other words, Shimizu could even draw a bloodline!

In the ninja world, bloodline was the most important thing. If he drew Hashirama's Sage Body, it would be equivalent to receiving an Eternal Mangekyo for free!

He would no longer need to transplant the eyes of a blood relative to awaken the Eternal Mangekyo.

It would even be more orthodox than the method of transplanting eyes to awaken it; the Uchiha ancestor, Indra, did not need to transplant eyes because his bloodline was closer to the Otsutsuki.

It was only because the bloodline of Uchiha descendants had been diluted generation after generation that they needed to use such methods to break the side effects of the ordinary Mangekyo and obtain the eternal light of the Mangekyo.

Shimizu was very satisfied with this point. He was a germaphobe; things that weren't his own felt uncomfortable to use, no matter what.

Each simulation progressed in text form on a translucent screen, and later on, he would be able to choose to simulate in person.

When using the in-person simulation, he would suffer no losses if he died; he would simply return to the moment the baseline was established.

This was equivalent to an infinite save-load ability; intelligence on any powerful enemy would have nowhere to hide before him.

However, these things were far from his current reality, as these functions would only unlock once his strength increased.

The remaining information concerned the time limit for the projections within the simulation.

The stronger his strength, the longer the duration he could project.

Moreover, the time limit would slowly increase based on the number of times he used the Simulator.

With the strength of a Genin, his current simulation time limit was three years.

Shimizu pondered for a moment; this time was completely sufficient.

It was currently October of the 43rd year of the Leaf, so three years would bring him to the 46th year of the Leaf.

The 46th year was the eve of the Third Shinobi World War, which would break out in the 47th year. He could use this to observe the budding signs of the Third Shinobi World War and see if his appearance would cause a butterfly effect.

[Current attempts: one. Do you wish to start the Perfect Life Simulation?]

The Simulator prompted him once more.

Shimizu rubbed his chin, looking at the translucent text, and finally decided to try it out. Since he could do it once every ten days, he could perform it several times a month, which was plenty.

"Start."

[Ding, Perfect Life Simulation in progress...]

[Day 1: You feel that your current growth in strength is too slow and there is no hope of mastering your own destiny in just a few short years. You decide to defect from the Hidden Leaf Village and go to the Hidden Cloud Village to establish an Uchiha branch family.]

[Day 2: You pack your belongings, leave the Hidden Leaf Village, hesitate for a moment over your ninja headband, and choose to strike a line through it.]

[Day 3: You are traveling through the forest...]

[Day 26: You encounter members of the Uchiha clan and quickly pretend to be a civilian to slip away.]

[Day 92: You meet the Hidden Leaf pursuit team sent to arrest you. You are severely wounded but luckily manage to escape.]

[Day 98: You arrive at the Hidden Cloud Village. After explaining your purpose, you are assigned to temporary quarters and placed under surveillance.]

[Day 99: Your background is cleared after an investigation. Early in the morning, you receive a warm welcome from the Raikage, who immediately assigns you three wives, although your age...]

[Day 362: You have many offspring. These are children artificially created after medical ninjas from the Hidden Cloud Village fed you a secret medicine to extract your cells. You are happy to have successfully spread your lineage, but your aptitude is questioned because you have never revealed the Sharingan. You feel miserable because nothing can stimulate you to awaken it; there is no one important in your heart.]

[Day 363: Your attempt to run away fails. The militant faction of the Hidden Cloud Village, going behind the Raikage's back, demands you take a secret medicine that is said to stimulate the awakening of the Sharingan. You know that if you cannot awaken the Sharingan, you are a useless person to the Hidden Cloud Village. You fail to find the Raikage, and since you cannot fight against the current, you are forced to take the secret medicine.]

[Day 364: You successfully awaken the Sharingan. You die of heart failure due to the effects of the secret medicine.]

[Simulation ended, calculating results...]

[Please choose one item as a reward: One-Tomoe Sharingan, Hidden Cloud Secret Medicine, ordinary Kunai]

Shimizu looked at the method of death within the Simulator, remaining silent for a long time.

He also looked at the line of text about having many offspring and felt a sense of speechlessness.

Some people in the Hidden Cloud Village truly had the genes of bandits, using such means to squeeze him dry to achieve the goal of rapidly propagating his bloodline.

He estimated that even if he hadn't died of heart failure in the end, he wouldn't have escaped the side effects of having his cells forcibly extracted. His current body was too young to withstand such torment.

If he remembered correctly, the Third Shinobi World War was provoked by the militant factions of various countries, and the Hidden Cloud Village certainly had no shortage of them.

The Third Shinobi World War did not erupt suddenly overnight; it was the result of long-premeditated schemes and various factions stirring in the shadows.

Shimizu had stepped right into this volatile period. Had he arrived after the war, his treatment would likely have been much better, and things wouldn't have been so radical.

In order to expand their military might, the Militant Faction resorted to inhumane methods, and Shimizu was a victim of this in the Simulator.

Will the events that occur within the Simulator change based on the items I obtain?

Shimizu attempted to communicate with the Simulator, but it remained like a lifeless object. Aside from transmitting a burst of information into his mind moments ago, it showed no signs of autonomy.

Seeing that communication was futile, Shimizu gave up on further questioning.

Regardless, he could simulate again in ten days. With more attempts, he would eventually be able to deduce the truth.

The information I can gather now is that the "me" inside the Simulator does not perform simulations.

Shimizu looked at how his simulated self had chosen to run away on the second day and felt speechless.

His first simulation had yielded a Sharingan, a future full of promise—why would he choose to run away?

Only the version of himself inside the Simulator would make such a choice.

And even if he succeeded in running away, he would still die a year later.

Following this, Shimizu did not hesitate for long and directly chose the first reward.

Ordinary Kunai were useless; the Uchiha produced them by the wholesale crate.

The Hidden Cloud Secret Medicine was also useless, unless he wanted to commit suicide.

The Simulator appeared to have three choices, but in reality, there was only one.

"I choose the One-Tomoe Sharingan."

[One-Tomoe Sharingan has been issued...]

As the mechanical female voice rang out, Shimizu felt a surge of heat gather in his eyes.

When he closed his eyes and opened them again, the world appeared clearer than ever before.

His pitch-black pupils had turned scarlet, and a single tomoe emerged, slowly rotating around his pupil.

Shimizu opened the door and walked into the courtyard.

The sky was gradually dimming, the sunset fading into the arrival of night.

There were many mosquitoes at night, buzzing as they circled above the grass.

Shimizu cast his gaze toward them and could feel as if the mosquitoes had hit a slow-motion button; every beat of their wings became sluggish.

Snap.

A mosquito was pinned to the dirt by a shuriken. The sharp tip of the blade had pierced exactly through the mosquito's abdomen, splitting it in two.

Shimizu lowered the hand he had used to throw the shuriken, a smile tugging at the corner of his mouth.

"This is the power of the Sharingan."

He could feel a new power dwelling within his eyes, something known as ocular power.

Beyond that, these eyes were continuously sending a flow of chakra into his body.

Movements that had been difficult to execute in the past could now be completed with greater agility.

His chakra reserves also seemed to have broken through a bottleneck, slowly rising.

If the Shimizu from before he awakened his eyes was merely an ordinary genin, then now, having awakened the One-Tomoe, he was already leaning toward the ranks of strong genin, and even the level of chunin was no longer out of reach.

His personal limits and potential had been shattered in this moment.

If every item obtained from the Simulator went as smoothly as this one, he would grow at a terrifying speed!