Half a day later.
"Konan, take a break. You can already create one Paper Shuriken Shadow Clone. Don't rush, you'll master it completely soon..."
Hyuga Wuye hugged the constantly practicing Konan tightly, preventing her from continuing. "Remember to balance work and rest. Exhausting your chakra is bad for your body."
Konan did not react at all to his arms around her slim waist. She simply rested the back of her head against his chest, her calm little face slightly puzzled. "Strange. I'm just copying the original paper shuriken again and again, so why does the scroll say that copying it seven times in one second produces 128 shuriken? Shouldn't that be eight?"
The corner of Hyuga Wuye's mouth twitched.
He studied Konan's expression carefully and realized she was genuinely confused, so he could only remind her, "Konan, one becomes two, two become four, four become eight..."
"Huh? That's how it works?"
Konan counted on her fingers. "The first time is two, the second time is four, and the third time is only eight. Then wouldn't the seventh time be... um... forty-eight?"
Hyuga Wuye's eye twitched.
Konan's mathematical ability made him deeply wonder whether she might calculate six hundred billion explosive tags as six trillion in the future...
"Watch."
Hearing was unreliable; seeing was believing.
He tossed out a paper shuriken and formed hand seals.
With a bang, an identical paper shuriken appeared before him, then four, then eight...
Bang, bang, bang...
He shot the Paper Shuriken Shadow Clone Technique at the wall, leaving eight shuriken in each row, for a total of sixteen rows.
"Wow! Big Brother Wuye, you learned it again?!" Konan cried out.
I'm just better at math than you... Wuye thought.
"Big Brother Wuye, I understand now!" Konan suddenly said happily.
Wuye smiled. "You finally counted them