Main World.
Summer, year 26 of Konoha.
New Capital, British Continent.
The study, Imperial Palace.
Sunlight streamed through the window lattice, casting faint patterns of light and shadow on the floor. Toyotomi Yinglang sat behind his desk, toying with a dark purple Soul Yin Stone, his gaze slightly unfocused, as though he were thinking about something. A blank sheet of parchment lay spread before him. His brush rested beside the inkstone, its ink already dry.
Tsunade sat across from him, her wet golden hair loose over her shoulders, her cheeks still flushed from her bath. She wore a loose, pale purple kimono, its sash tied slackly, looking languid and casual. The fine wine in the wine pool had not made her drunk, but it had relaxed her. She held a cup of hot tea in her hands. The tea had gone cold, and she had not drunk it.
"The training conditions on Ocean Planet are too good." Toyotomi Yinglang set down the Soul Yin Stone and leaned back in his chair. "I need to design an exceptionally powerful training environment."
Tsunade frowned slightly. "The Gravity Room that brat Jilan uses isn't good enough anymore?"
"Compared to Ocean Planet's environment, it isn't."
The corner of Tsunade's mouth twitched. The Gravity Room started at twice normal gravity. Anyone who could adapt to tenfold gravity had muscles and bones of steel; anyone who could adapt to a hundredfold gravity had an alloy skeleton. Something like that was a divine treasure in the Shinobi World and a core secret in the Empire. Now it was no longer good enough? Because of Ocean Planet?
"The issue with Ocean Planet's environment isn't 'gravity.'" Toyotomi Yinglang's voice was calm. "It's 'concentration.' Ocean Planet's Chakra concentration is several times that of the Shinobi World. The children there don't