Without much small talk, Ryota Uchiha gave Lin Ze a long look, then turned and disappeared into the depths of the forest with his two teammates.
Watching them leave, Lin Ze frowned slightly beneath his mask and sank into thought.
Ryota Uchiha... There really wasn't anyone by that name in the original story.
He carefully searched his memories of his previous life, confirming that no Uchiha ninja named Ryota Uchiha had ever been named in the main series, the movies, or the spin-offs.
With enough talent to barely perform the Great Fireball at six, and now having awakened the Two-Tomoe Sharingan at twelve, he should become at least an Elite Jōnin-level fighter as long as he doesn't die young. He shouldn't have been unknown within the Uchiha Clan.
It looks like their squad would most likely have been wiped out if I hadn't appeared.
Lin Ze understood. Ryota Uchiha's squad had just been transferred from the eastern front and had no idea this medical base existed. The escape route they had chosen led toward the frontline base facing Iwagakure.
It was only two kilometers away, but without his intervention, that short stretch would probably have already left them dead beneath their Iwagakure pursuers' blades.
But that was the cruelty of war. Countless talented ninja fell like shooting stars before they ever had a chance to shine.
His intervention had inadvertently changed Ryota Uchiha's original fate.
The butterfly effect? Lin Ze let out a soft breath.
Because I'm here, some insignificant little things are starting to shift. Still, whether one Ryota Uchiha lives or dies should have a negligible effect on the overall course of the Shinobi World, right?
He did not dwell on it and soon put the matter out of his mind.
The days passed. Reports from the