Trash Station in Naruto

Yet he found that the seat beside Kushina Uzumaki was occupied not by Reiko Uzumaki, but by a black-haired little girl. Reiko sat to the little girl's left.

Ren was somewhat surprised. "Why is there one more? Aren't you afraid the others will reject you? Or do you have some other purpose?"

At his questioning words, the little girl grew a little shy.

Kushina Uzumaki said, "Mikoto isn't that kind of person! Mikoto is from the Uchiha Clan, and the students in this class already reject her somewhat. But it's all those people's fault. Mikoto is very gentle. Those people just hate the Uchiha Clan!"

As Kushina spoke, Ren's gaze turned strange as he looked at Mikoto. "You're from the Uchiha Clan? Your name is Mikoto Uchiha?"

Mikoto nodded. "Mm... I'm Mikoto Uchiha, from the Uchiha Clan. Um... um... do you dislike the Uchiha Clan too?"

Ren shook his head. "Heh... you're overthinking it. So what if they're the Uchiha Clan? Though they're one of Konoha's great clans, they're still just ordinary people. The reason those people reject you is simply because they feel inferior and jealous.

After all, the Uchiha Clan was born with talents superior to others. Though many of the students in this class have decent aptitude, there's still a gap between them and the children of great clans, and most of them are civilians. That's why they tend to reject people from great clans. But children of great clans usually have private classrooms and private schools. Why did you come here?"

Ren found it strange. Some clans had their own private classrooms and schools, teaching only their own clan members and accepting no outsiders. Though Ren had heard Jiraiya say that the Third Hokage strongly disliked the existence of such private schools, he had no good way to solve the problem. He could only require some clans to send certain clan children to the Ninja Academy and gradually change the situation.

That was why Nawaki had entered the Ninja Academy. But the Uchiha Clan member who was supposed to attend the academy should have been Fugaku Uchiha, Nawaki's classmate and Sasuke's future father. Why had another Mikoto Uchiha appeared now?

Mikoto Uchiha was somewhat embarrassed. Facing Ren's gaze, she slowly said, "I came to the Ninja Academy voluntarily. The school in my clan said my aptitude was poor and that I didn't have the talent to become a ninja. So I came here!"

Ren understood upon hearing that. In the original story, Mikoto Uchiha really had not displayed much strength.

Ren narrowed his eyes. "I see... but aptitude is hard to judge. Sometimes, hard work is more important."

As his encouraging words fell, Mikoto Uchiha's little face flushed, and a hint of determination appeared in her eyes.

Kushina Uzumaki encouraged her as well. "Mikoto... you can definitely do it. My goal is to become the first female Hokage. In the future, you'll be the first female Jonin under my command!"

Those lofty words always made Ren feel oddly amused. In the original story, Kushina Uzumaki and Mikoto were best friends, but he had not expected them to become friends on only their second day. It truly was fate at work!

Ren narrowed his eyes and looked at the teacher who had already arrived, his thoughts turning over carefully. My physique was enhanced yesterday, and new trash appeared at the Trash Station. I wonder what kind of trash it is. I'll go take a look after school. I hope it's trash from some powerful world!

From Swallowed Star Kong

In the blink of an eye, school was over.

After a day of talking, Ren and Mikoto had already become familiar with each other.

As he led Kushina Uzumaki and Mikoto out of the classroom, they ran into Nawaki.

Nawaki looked exhausted. "Whew... school's finally over. After suffering all day, I want a feast. Ren, you're treating."

Ren asked, "What happened? This is school. How did you suffer all day?"

He had just gotten out of school and immediately run into Nawaki complaining. It was truly strange.

Nawaki said unhappily, "Classes, obviously. My family already taught me all that stuff, yet I still had to listen to it again. Don't you think that's painful? Every day in class feels like this. Yesterday was fine, since we had outdoor lessons."

Ren shook his head, unsure what to say, and could only walk toward the school gates.

Just as they exited the gates, Mikoto Uchiha said, "Um... um... Ren, I should head home first. Thank you for inviting me, but my mother told me to return on time, so..."

Mikoto looked a little embarrassed. Ren shook his head with a light laugh. "It's fine. Since that's your mother's arrangement, you should go back first!"

"Mm..." Mikoto nodded, then walked into the distance.

Ren watched Mikoto leave, then said, "You few, protect her in secret!"

As his words fell, several guards lurking in the shadows slowly moved after Mikoto.

Nawaki stared at the scene before him. "Damn... it's only the second day, and you've already won over another cute girl. Man, you're incredible!"

He did not hold back at all, especially when he looked at Kushina Uzumaki with blatant teasing in his eyes.

Kushina Uzumaki did not refute him. She even looked a little shy.

Ren shook his head. "Let's go... didn't you want to eat? I'll take you to get some food!"

With that, he directly took Kushina Uzumaki's little hand and walked into the distance.

Nawaki followed after them, saying, "Damn... wait for me!"

Night fell, and Ren had already returned home.

A smile touched Ren's lips. "What was that about?"

He recalled how, when they parted earlier, Kushina Uzumaki had taken advantage of the night to shoot him a domineering little glare, then pinched his waist as though they were very close.

Ren smiled. "It was a little strange, but not really."

His relationship with Kushina Uzumaki had been decided from the first time he saw her. Though they were only necessarily close friends now, what kind of relationship they would have in the future had long been set in stone. After all, Kushina Uzumaki had been rejected by the class, by the students, and even by the people of Konoha. The only person who could accept Kushina Uzumaki, especially among those her age, was likely Ren. That was why their relationship had become so close within only three days.

Shaking his head, Ren looked at the night sky. "I should go check the Trash Station first. I wonder what kind of trash it is. But judging by how trash appears each time, whenever I grow stronger, new trash appears. The degree of improvement also determines the grade of the trash. If I don't improve, the trash I receive is probably ordinary. Yesterday, my physique improved by three times. This batch of trash shouldn't be any worse than the last one!"

Ren muttered to himself, then vanished from his bedroom under the cover of night.

In the silent space, Ren stared at the Distortion's opening.

Every time he obtained trash, it felt like gambling. Based on its grade, the trash from the world appearing this time should be roughly on par with the Battle Through the Heavens World. But what kind of trash would actually appear still depended on luck.

At that moment, Ren calmed his mind and stared at the Distortion as countless pieces of trash suddenly appeared.

"Clatter... clatter..."

"Boom..."

A thunderous sound rang out as countless pieces of trash fell from beneath the distant Distortion.

Ren narrowed his eyes. "So much!"

The trash that appeared this time was several times more than last time.

Piled together, it looked like a small mountain.

Ren swept his eyes over it, frowning slightly. "Cars... don't tell me this is trash from a modern city world? Logically speaking, my physique improved threefold this time, so the trash shouldn't be bad. Why wasn't it trash from another world? Why was it trash from a modern city world?"

He stared at a car in the distance. It was still eighty percent new. But no matter how new it was, it would not be of much use to Ren. Was he supposed to race cars in the Naruto World?

Besides the car, there was glass, clothing, wooden planks, tiles, plastic, steel bars...

The huge pile of trash gave Ren a headache. He did not dislike the quantity; it was just that all this trash consisted of things found only in modern cities. If it were trash from another world, there might be treasures hidden among it. But if it came from a modern city, that was harder to say.

Ren walked forward, his gaze falling on the eighty-percent-new car. It was actually a Lamborghini, and a limited-edition sports car at that. Could this be trash from Dubai?