The Senju Clan is Truly Wealthy!

Smoke curled everywhere!

If this wasn't the Immortal's Land, then what was it?

He suspected that beneath the Hokage Office Building, there was a massive Spirit Vein buried deep underground... (sweat~~~)

Hikaru had no idea that his teacher had already gone to the Hokage Office Building on his behalf. As for the outcome, it was highly questionable; whether the Third Hokage would place him under special observation remained an unknown.

"Broken again..."

Pulling the kunai from the various targets, Hikaru looked at the cracked blades and shook his head. This kind of training was simply burning money!

As time passed, Hikaru's training volume had increased. Today, there were no classes at the academy, and Hikaru had intended to train hard, but the result was somewhat frustrating.

It seemed that applying for early graduation was inevitable.

Tossing the broken kunai onto the ground, Hikaru washed his face by the small stream. The sensation of cold water splashing against his skin felt refreshing.

Today, Hikaru's main training focus was on kunai and shuriken. However, the large number of broken kunai forced him to stop his training. As for the shuriken, he didn't even want to complain; kunai still had some salvage value, but once a shuriken was thrown, you could forget about ever recovering it.

Being forced to stop training was frustrating, but frustration wouldn't solve the problem. Hikaru wasn't the type to complain or blame others; rather than stewing in anger, it was better to think about how to solve the issue.

"Forget it, I might as well head to the Clan Shrine and pick out two suitable ninjutsu."

Basic training was important and could not be neglected, but the same went for ninjutsu—perhaps even more so.

If a ninja constantly failed to perform a single jutsu, it would be a tragedy. If it took a long time to learn a single jutsu, that would be an even greater tragedy!

Lacking ninja tools, Hikaru simply ended his training for the day, tidied up, and headed toward the Uchiha territory.

Walking through the bustling streets, Hikaru looked at the lively crowd and felt a sense of emotion. This was the strength of Konoha!

Never underestimate the importance of population. The Land of Fire occupied the most fertile region in the Naruto World, and its population base was the largest. Likewise, among the Five Great Shinobi Villages, Konoha was the strongest, the wealthiest, and the most populous.

Although Konoha had the most clans, the ninjas from these clans only made up a small portion of the village. While they were the strongest portion, the majority of Konoha's ninjas were civilian ninjas. These people were the foundation of Konoha, while the various clans were merely the pillars; the village couldn't function without either.

A smaller population meant fewer ninjas. Just look at the pitiful Sunagakure; the environment was harsh, the population was sparse, and it had the fewest ninjas among the Five Great Shinobi Villages.

Sometimes, regardless of the number of powerhouses, the base number of ninjas was one of the most important factors determining a village's strength.

This was the first time since transmigrating into the Naruto World that Hikaru had let go of everything, walking leisurely through the streets, observing others and treating himself as one of them.

Despite having gone through the Ninja Wars, Konoha had recovered very quickly. In this regard, even Iwagakure, which prioritized military power, could not compare to Konoha.

"Give me two skewers."

Looking at a stall, Hikaru couldn't help but buy a few meat skewers.

Eating the skewers while strolling slowly through the streets, Hikaru had already considered his choice of ninjutsu. There was no need to agonize over it; he just had to go to the Clan Shrine and take the corresponding scrolls.

"Eh~~~~"

Suddenly, Hikaru's hand holding the skewer stopped in mid-air. Amidst the crowd, he saw a little girl with two small braids carrying a bag, sneaking through the throng of people as if worried about being discovered.

A guilty conscience!

Was that big girl being restless again? Was the bag full of money? The Senju Clan was truly wealthy.

The person sneaking around with a guilty look was none other than Tsunade. Hikaru almost laughed out loud; Tsunade's behavior at this moment was too hilarious.

"Ahem!!!"

A mischievous smirk appeared on Hikaru's face. He quickly approached Tsunade, coughed intentionally, and pinched his throat to alter his voice, saying in a deep tone: "Gambling again!!!"

"..."

Tsunade's sneaking figure froze instantly. She felt her entire body stiffen in place, afraid to move. The money bag in her hand dropped to the ground. Hikaru glanced at it and was almost blinded by the sight—so many colorful banknotes.

The Little Princess was indeed the Little Princess; she was truly rich. However, the source of this money was highly questionable, as evidenced by Tsunade's guilty expression.

"Uchiha..."

Having just stolen money from home and preparing to go gamble, Tsunade was so startled by Hikaru that her heart nearly stopped. She had thought one of the clan elders had discovered her, but when she looked up in a panic, it was actually Uchiha Hikaru!

This hateful bastard, he scared the hell out of me!

Tsunade was instantly furious. She didn't even care about the money bag; she put her small hands on her hips, ready to lecture Hikaru, but the words were swallowed back before they could even leave her mouth.