Uchiha Goenji

Third Shinobi World War.

There was no smoke on the battlefield, only corpses, kunai, and Shuriken scattered everywhere.

Between the winding mountains on the border of the Land of Fire and the Land of Lightning, secret tents stood, from which occasional screams echoed.

Countless shadow-like figures went in and out.

On their heads or other vital parts of their bodies, they all wore Konoha forehead protectors.

Amidst the constant coming and going, people were being carried back and forth on the ground.

Damn it, I'm having such a miserable time!

Uchiha Goenji sat under a tree outside a tent, watching his Konoha comrades being carried in and out, his face turning green.

It was not because his comrades were injured that his face turned green.

It was simply because he was also one of them, only he had arrived a step earlier.

White medical bandages wrapped his body and head, with blood seeping through in several areas, covering half of his entire body.

Only a pair of black pupils peered out from the bandages, watching the Konoha comrades sharing his plight.

The moment I time-traveled, it's during the Third Shinobi World War, I'm carrying such heavy injuries, and I'm even a Uchiha. I've really had enough of this!

Uchiha Goenji was a time-traveler, and when he absorbed his predecessor's memories, he already felt deeply distressed.

Right now was the period when Konoha relied on the strength of a single village to fight against the invasions of the four great hidden villages, and the battle was at its white-hot stage.

He was a Chunin of the Uchiha clan. During this mission, they encountered a secret assault by Kumogakure, and their troop was scattered. Fortunately, the Konoha side received the news and reinforcements arrived in time, or else his fate would not have been limited to just injuries.

Precisely because of this, Goenji had entered the original body at the very moment he fell.

As a Naruto fan, he knew a great deal of intelligence, so his expression was naturally grim.

As a peaceful person, who would ever want to enter a war!

Especially such a cruel war.

Good thing my predecessor awakened the Three-Tomoe Sharingan when his companions died!

The stronger the Sharingan, the stronger the dynamic vision and observational ability, and the better one could use powerful hypnotic eyes as well as see the opponent's chakra. This was one point that comforted Goenji.

With the Three-Tomoe Sharingan, his strength naturally increased by a large margin, creating greater room for him to secure his survival in the upcoming war.

This pair of eyes might even allow him to rapidly rise to the strength of a Konoha Jonin.

Goenji formed the Tiger Seal, extracted chakra, and his pupils suddenly changed. His eyes shifted, his pupils shrank, and three tomoe appeared around them.

He stared at everything around him: the ninjas walking in and out, the flies dancing in the air drawn by the smell of blood, and the ants crawling past his feet—their movements were all so sluggish.

It was just like a short video slowed down by several times, crystal clear.

He could also see the core of how chakra circulated within the ninjas' bodies.

This is the core of how Kakashi uses the Sharingan to copy other people's ninjutsu.

Only by feeling the power of the Sharingan did Goenji understand why the two dojutsu clans of the Sharingan and the Byakugan were called the strongest existing clans.

Judging solely by the abilities of the Three-Tomoe Sharingan, the dojutsu was far too monstrous.

It was also what gave him the confidence to survive the Third Shinobi World War.

Regrettably, there was one thing that filled Goenji with regret.

His family in Konoha were all dead, and his comrades were also all wiped out. He had only awakened up to the three tomoe, and there was no longer any room to advance to the Mangekyō Sharingan.

For some reason, that was simply the feeling he had.

He discovered that his brain was functioning exceptionally well right now.

It was completely different from his past self in his previous life, as well as the former Uchiha Goenji.

It was as if his comprehension had greatly improved, especially regarding his understanding of Fire Release. Every time he pondered a Fire Release ninjutsu, it could clash intensely with other knowledge in his mind, sparking brand-new insights into Fire Release ninjutsu.

The same applied to other aspects. Although not as obvious as Fire Release, they were nonetheless extremely powerful.

For instance, his analytical ability.

The Sharingan evolves by relying on the power of emotion, but right now, as a time-traveler, my sense of belonging to the Shinobi World is lacking, and I don't have many emotions!

Even if he cultivated emotions, he still possessed the god-like perspective of a time-traveler, making it utterly impossible for his emotions to surge dramatically and thus develop the Mangekyō Sharingan.

This made Goenji feel somewhat distressed.

He was a Naruto fan after all, and having traveled to the Naruto world, how could he not possess something as cool as the Mangekyō Sharingan!

Besides, he was a Uchiha!

That was simply unbelievable!

Brother System, is there a Brother System out there? Come on out and turn my Sharingan into a Mangekyō, won't you?

Goenji muttered internally.

Yet he knew that he did not possess any system accompanying him.

How I envy other reincarnators!

Unless he plucks someone else's eyes in the future, he has no chance to evolve his Sharingan into a Mangekyo Sharingan.

Forget it, I should think about how to survive this war instead.

Goenji quickly cast those idle thoughts aside.

Survival was what mattered now, and only then would he have a chance to consider the future.

His gaze swept over the surrounding Konoha shinobi and scanned the other areas; finding no enemies, Goenji began to think.

He could be attacked by the guys from Kumogakure at any moment, so he had to be on guard.

It was also the only useful function of his current wounded state, as he possessed the Sharingan and thus belonged to a type of sensory shinobi.

Visual perception.

Fire Release, Genjutsu, Shuriken, Kunai, traps, Taijutsu...

These were the things Goenji knew how to do.

Since he felt Fire Release was his most talented area, he naturally had to develop it heavily.

Next was Genjutsu; with the amplification of the Sharingan, it could be secondary.

Lastly and most importantly were actually skills like Taijutsu, traps, and Kunai throwing.

A person's chakra was limited and could not release ninjutsu infinitely.

In that case, the importance of Taijutsu was reflected.

Then, if he wanted to progress, apart from practical execution, the most important thing was the intake of knowledge. This required him to read more books and observe the enemy's fighting styles more.

With the Sharingan, he also had the foundation for observation.

Now that he was a wounded person, practical execution was temporarily out of the question, so observation remained the most important thing.

He wanted to fully unleash the abilities of the Three-Tomoe Sharingan, and even surpass Kakashi's future achievements.

Just like that, in half a day, using his current super-strong brain, he processed and integrated the combat routines in his core, striving to develop his combat ability to the maximum and survive the Third Shinobi World War.

Swish, swish—

Right at that moment, a figure appeared.

"Everyone who can move, pack up your things. The enemy has scouted our camp, and we need to relocate quickly."

A single command made Goenji, who was currently optimizing his own system, pull a long face.

He was still a wounded person now, not someone with critical, heavy injuries, but rather a wounded person capable of movement.

Therefore, no one would carry him; he had to walk himself.

Moreover, because of his injuries, Goenji estimated he would be in excruciating pain.

He swore to himself that he would never get injured again; not everyone could endure pain stoically, and he certainly couldn't.