Early the next morning, Uchiha Yan woke from his deep sleep to a beeping alarm in his mind.
Beep, beep, beep! Mission countdown: 1,095 days. Host, please complete the mission as soon as possible. Failure penalty: forever-
"Shut up! You make a racket every single day. You call yourself a Naruto system, but what use are you besides telling me the plot of Naruto? Haven't I watched it?"
Beep. Incorrect command. Host, please watch the video.
The system began playing a video. In it, a woman around thirty was searching for someone on the street, holding a photograph and leading a little girl by the hand with her right hand.
At thirty, half her hair had already turned white, and her face was utterly exhausted.
Suddenly, the woman sank to her knees in the street and burst into tears. "Yan, where are you?! Sob..."
Uchiha Yan's expression changed drastically, and he spoke through gritted teeth. "You goddamn system. You'd better not let me find out who you are, or I'll kill you sooner or later.
"The threat of the Uchiha Clan Massacre has already passed. Can't you at least tell my wife I'm not dead and that I'll be back in a few years?"
Incorrect command. Host, please complete the mission as soon as possible!
"Fuck!"
A crazed light flickered in Uchiha Yan's eyes. Isn't it just a matter of giving the Shinobi World the Tenseigan or Jōgan? I'll do both at once.
He already had a complete plan in mind. As long as the Uchiha were not wiped out within three years, he was confident he could bring the Jōgan or the Tenseigan into the Shinobi World.
Uchiha Yan looked at the system panel. It had remained unchanged ever since he had transmigrated