Naruto: IDE: Chapter 1 Uchiha Shin Inside a quiet, modest civilian house.
Shin shook his head and groggily opened his eyes.
His gaze swept across the unfamiliar room, confusion written all over his face.
“Where is this?” The moment the thought surfaced, a flood of fragmented memories crashed into his mind.
“This is actually Konoha.
I really transmigrated to the Ninja World.” His head throbbed from the sudden influx of memories.
Full of questions, Shin quickly sorted through them.
Familiar scenes surfaced one after another, gradually allowing him to understand his current situation.
There was no doubt about it.
He had transmigrated.
And he had transmigrated into a member of the Uchiha Clan in Konoha.
The original owner was also named Shin.
He was only nine years old and currently a fourth-year student at the Ninja Academy.
The reason Shin had taken over this body was simple.
Yesterday, after school, the boy had suddenly received news that his parents had died.
The shock was too much for him.
Overwhelmed by grief, he spent the night alone with no one around to look after him, and then just…
kicked the bucket.
Afterward, Shin transmigrated into the body and became its new owner.
None of that mattered right now.
What mattered was that this was the Ninja World, a place where people died like flies.
Worse, this was the era of the Ninja Wars.
According to the memories he had inherited, the Third Great Ninja War was already underway.
And the original owner’s parents had died on the battlefield.
There was only one way to describe this era: lives were as cheap as grass.
Ordinary civilians at the bottom had little chance of protecting themselves, while even high-ranking Ninja could be killed without warning in the middle of this chaotic age.
Now add the fact that he had no one to rely on.
Even after arriving in the strongest Konoha Village, Shin still felt a deep sense of insecurity.
And then there was the Uchiha Clan.
After the Ninja Wars came the calamity of clan destruction.
“When it rains, it pours.
What a terrible start.” Shin let out a long sigh.
“I helped an old lady cross the road, and this is the reward I get?
Fine, whatever.
I got hit by a car and died, only to end up here and go through all this again.
Isn’t this just making me suffer twice?” He rubbed his forehead and muttered under his breath.
“System, are you there?” He waited.
Nothing happened.
“Open Sesame, little chick pecks loach.” Silence.
Shin’s mouth twitched.
“Where’s the golden finger that’s essential for transmigration?
I’ve already called out all the secret words.
Why isn’t it coming out?” “Could it be that good people really don’t get good rewards?
Sigh…” Shin was speechless.
Forget having no golden finger; he had already checked himself, and even after the shock of such severe trauma, his Sharingan still hadn’t awakened.
Just how useless was this body?
How was he supposed to survive in this world?
As for Chakra, he did have some, but the amount was pitifully small.
From Shin’s estimation, he probably didn’t even meet the standard of a Genin.
He had no idea how the original owner had cultivated.
A fourth-year Academy student had somehow trained himself into this state.
Just how terrible was his aptitude?
And he was an Uchiha?
What a joke!
In the Ninja World, bloodline was extremely important.
Chakra reserves could be increased through cultivation, but bloodline was something you were born with.
The closer one’s bloodline was to Ōtsutsuki Kaguya, the greater one’s potential.
Otherwise, no matter how much Chakra someone possessed or how strong their Taijutsu became, it would only take them so far.
At best, they would end up like Might Guy, brilliant for a moment before fading away.
Shin had no grand ambition to save the world, but a person only lived once.
Shouldn’t he at least accomplish something with his life?
Otherwise, wouldn’t this transmigration have been a complete waste?
He knew his own abilities better than anyone.
He had a little talent, perhaps, but only a little.
At most, he was slightly stronger than the first- and second-year students.
How was he supposed to survive in the years ahead?
If he were sent to the battlefield, what difference would that make from walking straight to his own grave?
“They send me here without giving me any benefits, and then dump me into the body of a good-for-nothing.
What am I supposed to do now?” Shin sighed and collapsed onto the bed, staring at the ceiling with a helpless expression as he lamented his miserable fate.
Still, after a while, he forced himself to think.
Since he had already come to this world, he had to do everything he could to survive.
For the next ten days, Shin attended the Academy during the day and cultivated at night.
Yet his strength didn’t increase in the slightest.
Only then did he realize that no matter how hard he trained, he probably wouldn’t get very far with this body.
Time passed.
Half a month later, Shin received some terrible news.
Their entire batch of students would have their graduation period shortened.
In other words, within one month, they would be pushed out of the Academy and thrown directly into combat.
The front lines were under heavy pressure, and they needed fresh blood.
The moment Shin heard the news, it felt like a bolt of lightning had struck his head.
He had transmigrated less than a month ago, and now he was being sent to the battlefield?
He wasn’t ready!
“What should I do?
In one month, won’t I be dead?” His strength was at the very bottom of his class.
Under normal circumstances, someone like him probably wouldn’t even be allowed to graduate.
But these were special times, and he happened to be a member of the Uchiha Clan.
The Konoha higher-ups would have been more than happy to see the Uchiha Clan’s young members die on the battlefield.
So even if Shin was a good-for-nothing, going to the battlefield was inevitable.
There was no way for him to escape it.
After thinking about it again and again, Shin still couldn’t come up with a solution.
In the end, all he could do was sigh.
Perhaps this was his fate.
Just as Shin was sitting there in despair, a voice suddenly rang out in his mind.
“Infinite Evolution System activating…” Shin frowned.
Had he imagined it?
If there really was a system, why had it waited until now to appear?
He had already spent all this time sighing and worrying.
“Infinite Evolution System activated.
Rewarding one Novice Gift Pack.” “I, I really have a golden finger!” Shin shot upright.
All the gloom weighing on his mind vanished in an instant, replaced by overwhelming excitement.
He had always been an optimistic person who refused to give up easily.
It was just that his current situation had left him completely helpless, forcing him to consider giving up and simply muddling through.
But now the system had appeared.
There was hope.
He still didn’t know what functions the Infinite Evolution System possessed, but as long as there was even a sliver of a chance, he wouldn’t give up.
The next moment, a light-blue, translucent panel appeared in front of his eyes.
Character Panel: Host: Uchiha Shin Combat Power: 0.7 Strength: 1 Constitution: 2 Spirit: 4 Energy: 40 Bloodline: Sharingan (Unactivated), Byakugan (Unactivated) Talent: None Skills: Three Body Technique (Level 1) Evolution Points: 0 After reading through the entire attribute panel, Shin’s excitement vanished.
Combat Power: 0.7.
According to the system’s conversion, a Combat Power of 1–10 represented the Genin stage.
His overall Combat Power was only 0.7, leaving him 0.3 points short of becoming a Genin.
And that 0.3 couldn’t be underestimated.
The closer someone got to a breakthrough, the harder it became to increase their strength.
Every step required more effort than the last.
Of course, if someone mastered special abilities or techniques and temporarily pushed their strength beyond the threshold through an explosive burst, that would also count as breaking through the current stage.
For example, a Genin with a Combat Power of 9 might use Ninjutsu to unleash a burst that pushed his Combat Power beyond 10.
At that point, who would still call him a Genin?
The Combat Power displayed on the panel was a comprehensive value used to measure a person’s overall strength.
And that was precisely what left Shin frustrated.
After training so hard for so long, he couldn’t even reach Genin level.
He really was a good-for-nothing.
At this stage, he was probably even weaker than Naruto.