Travel Frog System

June, the 56th year of Konoha.

Deep in a forest by the Nanga River.

A boy with dark gray hair was locked in a fierce battle against another version of himself.

Not enough, not enough! This level of strength is simply not enough!

The boy thought with a look of dissatisfaction, This is barely enough to contend with a Chunin-level opponent. How am I supposed to survive the "Uchiha Clan Massacre" in a month's time?

His name was Uchiha Ye, and he was thirteen years old.

He had transmigrated into this body three months ago.

But upon discovering that the timeline was exactly one month before the "Uchiha Clan Massacre," he could no longer remain calm.

With his current strength, he would undoubtedly die!

Fortunately, on the second day after his arrival, he had awakened his golden finger—the Travel Frog System.

As the name suggested, the system would send Froggy off to travel to other worlds.

Upon returning, Froggy would randomly bring back various specialties: exotic abilities, powerful weapons, advanced skills, and so on.

Each trip lasted anywhere from one week to one or two years.

With the help of the Travel Frog's abilities, he had obtained the "Shadow Clone" technique two months ago.

But how can a Shadow Clone provide me with the strength to save my life?

He was currently only barely comparable to a Chunin; he was simply too weak.

I wonder when Froggy will return again?

Stopping as he was drenched in sweat, Uchiha Ye couldn't help but sigh. "It's been over two months since it left, and there hasn't been a sound."

Just as he sighed and prepared to leave, a strange, synthesized voice rang out in his mind.

[Ding! Froggy has returned from its travels, bringing back specialties for collection.]

"Collect!"

As the word left his lips, the space in front of him began to distort.

A blood-red fruit appeared in Uchiha Ye's hand.

It featured spiral patterns resembling liquid magma and radiated an incredibly obscure, scorching aura.

Looking at this fruit, Uchiha Ye's pupils constricted, and his heart couldn't help but race.

Thump!

Thump!

He swallowed hard, filled with wild joy yet not daring to be entirely certain. "This... this couldn't be the Magma-Magma Fruit, could it?"

At that moment, a light screen appeared before his eyes.

[Item: Magma-Magma Fruit]
[Origin: One Piece World]
[Description: A Logia-type fruit with the highest offensive power. When developed to its peak, it can trigger natural disasters. The system has removed the fruit's defects; consuming it will no longer result in a fear of seawater.]

Looking at the text before him, Uchiha Ye couldn't help but clench his fists in delight.

"As expected of the system, this is truly incredible!"

Now, he finally didn't have to live in fear.

[Your Froggy is about to begin a new journey. Wishing the host a pleasant life.]

Upon hearing this, Uchiha Ye took a deep breath and bit off a piece of the fruit.

Ugh!

As expected, the taste was indescribable.

But!

"Power is surging forth!"

Uchiha Ye felt his meridians widening, his chakra reserves increasing, and his energy being refined to a higher purity.

His very flesh and blood felt as if they were burning!

His skin turned bright red, and scorching hot steam began to rise from his body.

Then, his skin began to bubble like liquid, emitting a pungent smell of sulfur and gunpowder.

"So this is... the Magma-Magma Fruit... what a powerful sensation!"

He clenched his fist, feeling as though he could kill a Jonin with a single blow.

"Great Eruption!"

Mimicking the stance of Sakazuki from his memories, he threw a punch condensed with magma.

The air itself began to whistle in response.

A massive tree, thick enough for three men to wrap their arms around, was blasted through, leaving a gaping hole before the remaining force shattered a second tree behind it.

The vegetation along the path was scorched pitch-black, a truly astonishing display of power.

This damage is practically on par with a Jonin-level Fire Style jutsu. Is this the terror of the Magma-Magma Fruit?

Truly impressive!

To possess such terrifying power right after obtaining it was remarkable.

One could only imagine how strong he would become with continued training.

He now truly had the confidence to survive the Night of the Uchiha Massacre.

Next, I must focus on strengthening my physique and increasing my chakra reserves.

The more chakra he possessed and the stronger his body became, the greater the power he could unleash from the fruit.

With the Uchiha clan currently under constant surveillance, this was the best way to grow stronger without revealing his trump cards.

As for developing his abilities, he would simply follow the path of Sakazuki for the time being.

"Fire Style: Great Fireball Technique!"

He wove the hand signs and exhaled a scorching fireball, blasting the surrounding trees to cover the traces of destruction caused by the Magma-Magma Fruit.

His strength was insufficient for now; it was unwise to expose his possession of other abilities too early.

He had no desire to be targeted by Danzo!

"However..."

He touched his eyes. "There seems to be something different about them as well."

When he had released the ninjutsu just moments ago, his perception had felt clearer than ever before.

This was an ability unique to the awakening of the Sharingan.

"That means..."

His gaze sharpened as a hypothesis formed in his mind.

He made his way to the riverbank to verify his theory.

"As I thought, I really have awakened the Sharingan."

Looking at his reflection, he saw the two tomoe swirling in his eyes, and he couldn't help but curl his lips into a smile. "I never expected such an unexpected bonus after consuming the Devil Fruit!"

Since he had awakened them, there was naturally no reason not to practice.

Dusk fell!

He was already able to use his eyes with basic flexibility.

Now, his chances of surviving the "Night of the Massacre" were even greater.

He dragged his exhausted body back to the Uchiha district.

As an orphan, he naturally lived in the small house left behind by his body's parents.

The next day!

He continued his grueling training, tempering his physique.

But the moment he arrived at his spot, his eyes turned cold.

His training equipment had all been deliberately destroyed by fire.

The "culprit" was a short-haired Uchiha youth, around sixteen or seventeen years old.

Seeing Uchiha Ye arrive, the youth wore a look of feigned regret. "Tsk, tsk, tsk. Your training gear was just too trashy. I practiced with it a little, and it all broke. You can't blame me for that."

He grinned, his malice obvious. "How about this? To express my apologies, let me spar with you!"

Without waiting for Uchiha Ye's consent, the youth lunged forward, swinging a palm toward Uchiha Ye's face.

"Sparring" was a lie; humiliation was the goal!

Uchiha Ye frowned and stepped back, his tone sharp. "Uchiha Tensho, don't you think you're going a bit too far?"

"Deliberately destroying my things—do you take me for someone without a temper?"

Uchiha Tensho had been bullying him since he was a child.

Three months ago, the original owner of this body had died from the severe injuries inflicted by this very person.

After transmigrating, he had avoided all conflict to focus on the impending massacre, finding this secluded spot to train.

He hadn't expected the other party to remain relentless, pushing his luck even further.

Could he tolerate this?

"Hahaha, you have a temper?"

Hearing Uchiha Ye's words, Uchiha Tensho laughed as if he had heard a joke, sneering with contempt. "And what are you going to do, you piece of trash?"

His expression turned vicious. "It seems the lesson from three months ago wasn't enough."

"Did you think you could hide from me just by finding a remote spot? Hmph, it seems I need to teach you a proper lesson so you know your place!"