After leaving the courtyard, Qian headed straight for Gourmet Street.
It took him about two hours to deal with lunch, thoroughly satisfying his appetite.
However, afterward, he was in no hurry to return home and start training.
For one thing, as mentioned earlier, he had plenty of time today, so there was no need to rush.
For another, he wanted to take this chance to stroll around the village and familiarize himself with its changes.
Indeed, with his Shadow Clone's memories as a foundation, none of this felt too unfamiliar to him, but a Shadow Clone was ultimately still a Shadow Clone. Its memories could never leave as deep an impression as seeing things with his own eyes.
Moreover, to conserve Chakra and to keep too many people from noticing anything strange, he had restricted the Shadow Clone's range of movement.
Basically, aside from necessary exchanges and social obligations, the Shadow Clone never stepped out of the courtyard gate.
As a result, he was not very sensitive to some of the subtler changes in the village.
Therefore, whenever he had time, Qian still wanted to walk around the village.
Only then would he avoid becoming disconnected from it.
Thinking this, Qian unconsciously wandered in the direction of the Ninja School.
Through the school gate, watching the children playing and roughhousing on the Training Grounds, Qian could not help drifting into a daze.
Thinking back to more than four years ago, when he had first transmigrated, he had also been at this school.
Only, the school back then had not had this kind of atmosphere. Every day was either training or on the way to train.
After that, it had been the battlefield.
"Right, back then the village also arranged two teammates for me. What were their names again?"
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