Time flies like a white horse passing through the gap. In the blink of an eye, another week has passed.
After several days of recovery, Qingming's chest wound has healed, and both Ryoji and Mizutani Shizuko have returned to normal.
Qingming has received orders that starting tomorrow, Team 17 will resume their regular missions.
In other words, today is his last day of free training.
Under the shade of a tree, Qingming opened his eyes, feeling his chakra replenished. Satisfied, he nodded and silently thought, "Panel!"
In the next moment, a familiar light blue screen appeared before him:
Name: Uchiha Qingming
Age: 11
Physique: 7
Spirit: 9
Chakra: 3510 (5026→5027)
Bloodline: Sharingan - One Tomoe (112/1000) → (160/1000)
Skills:
Chakra Refinement Technique: lv3 (664/1000) → lv3 (762/1000)Fire Style: Great Fireball Technique: lv2 (11/500) → lv2 (21/500)Fire Style: Phoenix Fire Technique: lv2 (7/500) → lv2 (101/500)Fire Style: Dragon Fire Technique: lv2 (2/500) → lv2 (10/500)Illusion Technique: Shackles Technique: lv1 (105/200) → lv1 (110/200)Body Flicker Technique: lv2 (234/500) → lv2 (375/500)Shadow Clone Technique: lv0 (5/100)Leaf Style Sword Technique: lv2 (1/500) → lv2 (315/500)Illusion Technique: Heart Reflection: lv4 (6/2000) → lv4 (186/2000)Ninja Tool Throwing: lv3 (210/1000) → lv3 (570/1000)Chakra Control: lv3 (131/1000) → lv3 (150/1000)Body Technique: lv3 (0/0)
Qingming noted that over the past week, his Leaf Style Sword Technique had increased significantly, with proficiency rising from lv2 (1/500) to lv2 (315/500).
Now, he was confident that he could easily overpower the two Iwagakure Chūnin who had ambushed him over ten days ago, using just his swordsmanship. If his Leaf Style Sword Technique reached lv3, he might even be able to kill them outright.
Unfortunately, history cannot be rewritten, and those two were already dead.
Shaking his head, Qingming's gaze shifted to the bloodline section.
He had opened his eyes for two months now, accumulating only one hundred sixty points of proficiency. Despite his patience, he couldn't help but feel anxious.
To accelerate the evolution of his Sharingan, he had devoted almost two-thirds of his chakra to practicing Heart Reflection over the past twelve days.
However, even with this effort, he had not significantly increased the evolution speed of his Sharingan.
At the current rate, he estimated it would take at least ten months to evolve his Sharingan to two tomoes.
Although this was a third shorter than the original estimate of one year and four months, it still felt long, and Qingming couldn't afford to wait that long.
Fortunately, his Chakra Refinement Technique was close to leveling up.
Its proficiency was currently at lv3 (762/1000). If the upcoming missions weren't too strenuous, he could carve out eight hours daily for training, and he would be able to level it to lv4 within a month.
At that point, the amount of chakra he could use daily would increase.
This way, he could dedicate more chakra to practicing Heart Reflection, speeding up the evolution of his Sharingan.
In addition, his Heart Reflection was only at lv4, and each five points of proficiency raised the evolution of his Sharingan by one point.
Once he reached lv5, the effect would certainly improve.
By then, his Sharingan would be more than halfway to evolving.
In other words, for the next half, the evolution speed would increase further.
Qingming calculated for a moment and estimated that it would take about four to five months for his Sharingan to evolve from one tomoe to two tomoes.
This time frame was still not short, but compared to the original one year and four months and ten months, it was a significant improvement.
After thinking it through, Qingming let out a long breath, and the anxiety he felt earlier gradually calmed.
Closing the panel, he didn't waste any more time and continued his training for the day.
Ding ding~ Clang clang~
In the Land of Rain, northeastern region, a dirt road through the fields was lined with over a hundred fully armed Konoha ninjas escorting several carts of supplies.
Qingming was one of these ninjas, but his expression wasn't very pleasant.
He had hoped to be assigned a relatively easy task to level up his Chakra Refinement Technique to lv4 and speed up the evolution of his Sharingan.
Instead, the main camp directly dispatched them to the front line to rotate at a certain outpost.
Come on!
This was the front line!
The danger level of the mission was comparable to infiltration and sabotage.
Due to their distance from the main camp, they would not receive timely support, so any danger they encountered would have to be handled on their own.
Ordinary dangers might be manageable, but life and death would depend solely on their strength.
However, if they faced unavoidable dangers, it would be a disaster, possibly resulting in total annihilation.
The risks involved were clear.
For a moment, Qingming even considered running away.
But weighing his own strength, he ultimately discarded the dangerous idea.
After all, it's much easier to stay under the shade of a large tree.
Before he reached the level of a Kage, it was wiser not to go solo.
The dangers in the ninja world were far more complex than they appeared; if he was ambushed while alone, he would have no one to cry to.
Thus, it was safer to stay with the group.
Right now, Qingming could only hope that the outpost he was assigned to wouldn't be too critical.
As long as he could keep a low profile, he should be able to get through the month-long rotation without any issues.
Of course, if he truly encountered dangers beyond his limits, he would flee without hesitation.
Qingming would never sacrifice himself for Konoha.
As time passed, three days went by in a flash.
Qingming's worries about ambushes did not materialize, and they arrived at their destination smoothly.
It was a small town, small in area, with ruins and rubble everywhere, and the roads were pockmarked, faintly bearing the marks of Earth Style techniques.
As for people...
Apart from the Konoha ninjas who came to receive them, there was no one else. The original residents of the town had either fled at the onset of the war or, for those who remained, most had turned into corpses.
Walking along the street, Qingming could distinctly smell the stench of decaying bodies from the collapsed houses on both sides.
As the saying goes, when the gods fight, mortals suffer.
The bodies buried in the collapsed buildings on either side were mostly innocent victims caught in the crossfire of ninja battles, a tragedy that befell them.
Ninja world wars never just affect ninjas; they also endanger countless ordinary people.
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