After Ryun came back to his senses from the simulation, his talent upgrade was already complete.
He had been in the simulation for such a long time. Naturally, he was not just immersed in Ino's gentle embrace, but also carefully studied his greatest gain from this simulation, namely, the knowledge and experience of medical ninjutsu.
Fortunately, these medical ninjutsu experiences could be used by him right now.
Unfortunately, in reality, he still needed to find a way to reasonably learn medical ninjutsu.
Regarding this matter, Ryun already had some ideas of his own.
If that attack would still arrive one month later, then it would be the best reason for Ryun to come into contact with all of this.
Besides medical ninjutsu, what interested Ryun the most was his sensory ability. He couldn't wait to start trying out his sensory ability right now.
He closed his eyes, let chakra flow in his head, and began to spread his mental energy outward.
Like a radar scan, everything around him centered on him appeared in his mind. The vast majority of things were in black and white without color.
It wasn't until his consciousness flew out of his own house's yard, expanding to a radius of nearly one hundred meters, that people possessing chakra within their bodies appeared in his mind as colored human figures.
Ryun suppressed the excitement in his heart and tried to identify exactly who those people with chakra were.
Soon, he matched familiar names one by one with the chakra signatures. They were precisely Ryun's neighbors and people from the surrounding area.
At this point, Ryun had basically mastered the usage of his new talent. He excitedly clenched his fist.
This way, unless someone overpowered him in strength or a ninja with stronger sensory abilities ambushed him, Ryun's life safety would basically not be threatened.
Moreover, Ryun also had medical ninjutsu abilities. It could be said that as long as he didn't court death, it wouldn't be easy for him to die in the future.
Tonight, Ryun could obviously sleep soundly.
However, Ryun still wanted to try whether, in his current condition, he could use shadow clones for training.
Thinking of it, he acted. Ryun released a shadow clone, gave the order for the shadow clone to keep using sensory abilities to stand guard all night, and then went to sleep himself.
When he woke up, the sun was already high in the sky.
Ryun looked at the clock. It was already 10 o'clock in the morning.
He searched his memory again, only to find regretfully that the shadow clone had only lasted for three hours before disappearing.
And the cost was making him sleep three extra hours in the morning.
This meant that with Ryun's current physical fitness, he obviously couldn't sustain having a shadow clone conduct training.
However, Ryun didn't feel much regret about this.
He already had the simulation, that great weapon. Every simulation could train for a lifetime. A mere shadow clone, it wouldn't be too late to use it when his chakra reserves increased in the future.
In the days that followed, Ryun's life entered a period of stability.
Tenten did about 3 to 4 missions each month. If there was rest time in between, she would spend at least one day accompanying Ryun for training.
Ino, however, came to Ryun's place to check in almost every day. But because she had to go to school, she didn't guide Ryun's chakra flow hands-on anymore.
Even on weekends, Ino's guidance for Ryun changed to teaching Ryun tree climbing and water walking.
Ryun, who already had something to rely on, displayed relatively high talent. This surprised Ino greatly, who even lamented that it was a real shame Ryun wasn't becoming a ninja.
As for Ryun, he could roughly gain one simulation opportunity per week.
This efficiency was low, but there was no other way.
The proportion of female ninjas among ninjas was already small. Those who could survive until retirement were a minority. Add to that the fact that she was still watching children and willing to come to Ryun's place to tell stories, this filtered out the vast majority of people.
This was also why Ryun wanted to learn medical ninjutsu. He would then have a better excuse to actively come into contact with more elderly people and children.
Facing the hard-won simulation opportunities, Ryun was no longer in a hurry to simulate.
What he had mastered in the simulations was already enough. What he needed most now was to grow in the real world.
Just like that, Ryun patiently grew for three weeks.
Exercising his body, refining chakra, writing books. Ryun's life was almost a three-point line.
The weather gradually turned colder. It seemed the year 63 of Konoha was about to pass. Next year, after spring began, would be the time for Naruto and the others to graduate.
Ryun was also ready to take a new step.
On this day, Ryun, holding a book in his hands, came to the Hokage's office.
Last time Ryun came, he needed to fill out forms and wait half a day to see the Hokage. But this time, after reporting his name, he was almost immediately granted an audience with the Hokage.
"It's you, Nojuro. Long time no see."
Sarutobi Hiruzen smiled kindly. The wrinkles on his face had grown deeper, seemingly etched into his bones.
"Do you need my help with something this time?"
Sarutobi Hiruzen was naturally very clear about what Ryun had been doing. He was amazed that a child so young as Ryun could mobilize so many ninjas.
However, he understood the logic behind it. In short, it was that Ryun was loved by the elderly and children in the village.
Becoming famous and building one's own connections in Konoha in such a manner, even Sarutobi Hiruzen had never heard of it before. Similar things in the past only happened with his teacher.
Therefore, Sarutobi Hiruzen was even more interested in Ryun.
But Konoha's manpower was truly insufficient. He couldn't have an Anbu ninja watching Ryun every day anymore. He could only rely on the elderly in the clan to relay what Ryun was doing.
When he heard that Ryun exercised and wrote diligently every day without slacking off, Sarutobi Hiruzen thought even more highly of Ryun.
Talented, emotionally intelligent, and with unwavering perseverance.
It was a pity this child wasn't a ninja. Otherwise, Sarutobi Hiruzen would definitely have someone specifically train him.
Even now, Sarutobi Hiruzen was pondering a question: how to arrange things for Ryun next.
That's right. Even though Ryun wasn't a ninja, Sarutobi Hiruzen couldn't possibly let Ryun remain just an ordinary person.
There were ordinary people in the Konoha office too. For example, Ryun was nominally a data manager now.
Perhaps he could find a way to secure a higher position for him?
"Hokage-sama, I'm not here today to ask for your help."
Ryun placed the draft in his hands on Sarutobi Hiruzen's desk. This brought Sarutobi Hiruzen, who had been somewhat lost in thought, back to his senses. He looked at the manuscript in surprise, momentarily not quite reacting.
In his conception, writing a book would take at least half a year or a year, right?
How long had Ryun been writing? Not even two months, right?
Sarutobi Hiruzen opened the book with skepticism. Yet, within a few breaths, he became immersed in it. It was as if he had returned to that era of bloody battles and fierce winds, witnessing firsthand the hegemon-like Uchiha Madara.
Especially during the great battle between the Uchiha clan and the Senju clan, his breathing became rapid. He even subconsciously wanted to support Uchiha Madara to achieve victory.
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