After hearing the system's explanation, Uchiha Ryosuke finally understood.
The system not only helped him set up training routines, it could even train automatically.
That was insanely convenient.
To become a powerful ninja, you needed both talent and effort.
Even with talent, if you didn't work, that talent would never turn into real strength.
In the original story, Naruto and Might Guy weren't your typical geniuses.
One could whip up all kinds of Rasengan, the other could just eat any amount of pain and keep going.
That's still a form of talent.
Just not the normal kind.
Now this system let him ignore all that and just train—he couldn't help but get excited.
He opened his personal system panel.
[Host: Uchiha Ryosuke]
[Strength: 30, training at turtle speed]
[Speed: 30, training at turtle speed]
[Mental Power: 40, training at turtle speed]
[Constitution: 20, training at turtle speed]
[Chakra: 0.5 Kakashi, training at turtle speed]
[Sharingan: one tomoe, training at turtle speed]
[Clone Technique: turtle-speed training]
[Fire Style: Great Fireball Jutsu: turtle-speed training]
[Evaluation: Chunin average level]
His good mood crashed instantly.
Everything said turtle speed.
Obviously, this body's talent was trash—so many turtle speeds.
Not a single rocket speed anywhere.
If he trained for fifty or sixty years, sure, he'd see big progress.
But there was no way he had that much time.
Three years at turtle speed…
Who knew if he'd even reach jonin in three years, honestly.
Looking at his plain status panel, he sighed deeply.
Strength and speed were both totally average.
His mental power was the only thing a little impressive—probably just the Uchiha genetics.
But what was this 0.5 Kakashi supposed to mean?
He asked the system in his mind.
"System, what's this 0.5 Kakashi thing mean?"
"In the original, Kakashi's chakra is used as the unit so you have a clear reference," the system replied in his head.
Ryosuke instantly got it.
In the original, Kakashi's Sharingan couldn't be turned off, always burning through his chakra, so he had less than a regular jonin.
He could barely use a few jutsu before running dry.
But really, his chakra wasn't that low—it was just the Sharingan's fault.
Ryosuke couldn't help but ask, "So is one unit weak Kakashi, or regular Kakashi?"
"Weak," the system replied.
Ryosuke shook his head speechlessly.
As an Uchiha, how could he be this weak? Even if he wasn't a Senju, it shouldn't be this bad.
He only knew Great Fireball Jutsu, no genjutsu or anything.
At this level, forget saving the Uchiha on massacre night—even surviving outside the village would be hard.
Ordinary life here wasn't exactly peaceful either.
Outside the village, there were plenty of wandering samurai and rogue ninja.
Even with the Sharingan, he could still easily lose to them.
He couldn't help but ask in his head, "So how do I speed up training?"
"That's something you'll need to figure out yourself."
Figure it out himself?
Ryosuke instantly felt his head ache.
No hints at all.
Just as he was wondering how to get stronger, another sweet voice rang in his mind.
『Transmigration detected, Many-Children, Much-Fortune System binding…』
『Binding successful.』
Hearing that sweet voice, Ryosuke was stunned.
Another system had bound to him.
Double systems!
What, did he save the galaxy in his last life?
How did he end up with two systems?
Even if the first one was a little unreliable, this second one sounded good.
He asked in his mind, "System, introduce yourself."
『This system is the Many-Children, Much-Fortune System. Have kids, and you'll get reward chests.』
『Chest types: ordinary, exquisite, precious, and gorgeous.』
『The stronger your partner, the better the chest.』
『First time you have a kid, you'll get a precious chest as a rookie gift.』
『A gorgeous chest can give S-rank jutsu, S-rank ninja tools, S-rank body, 1 ton of chakra, Mangekyo Sharingan, Eternal Mangekyo Sharingan.』
Ryosuke was stunned.
This system felt way more reliable than the last one.
All he had to do was have kids for rewards.
And the rewards were awesome.
But what did "1 ton of chakra" even mean?
Ryosuke asked in his head, "100 Kakashi's worth of chakra?"
The system's sweet voice replied, "Correct. 100 Kakashi."
Ryosuke was shocked—100 Kakashi.
In the original, Naruto with Kurama's chakra was about 100 times Kakashi's.
If he got that, he'd basically have Tailed Beast–level chakra.
A human Tailed Beast Uchiha.
Even just getting Mangekyo or Eternal Mangekyo would be enough to handle those two bastards.
In the end, the Uchiha's problem was just with the Konoha higher-ups.
If he could hold off those two traitors and let the fighting get big enough, even spread to other clans, there's no way the rest of the village would sit back.
Konoha wasn't perfectly united.
That way, maybe he could actually survive the massacre.
Then get those higher-ups kicked out and have the Uchiha stand strong again.
Yeah, this system was way more reliable.
Right now, the most important thing was to have kids.
He was an Uchiha, so finding a woman shouldn't be hard.
If he really couldn't find someone, there was always Konoha's red-light district.
But unless it was desperate, he'd avoid that.
There were still three years until the massacre—plenty of time to work on things.
Thinking this, he relaxed.
No need to rush—since he was here in the Naruto world, he might as well look around.
He stepped outside and saw some regular Uchiha folks selling stuff.
Some sold clothes with the clan crest on the back, others sold dango and snacks.
This was probably the commercial street that had sprung up in the clan's new territory.
Ryosuke strolled around, interested.
It wasn't exactly bustling, but you could buy all the basics.
Everyone here was just a regular person—no ninjutsu, no taijutsu.
Ryosuke sighed deeply.
Konoha couldn't even tolerate ordinary Uchiha.
What an evil village.
That thought set off another wave of anger in his heart.
His face even twisted with rage for a bit.
After a while, he walked out of the village, hoping to calm down.
Maybe being Uchiha just made him more prone to anger.
But whatever.
He followed a small path outside, finding only wilderness.
Before long, he saw two people coming his way.