Land of Fire, Konoha Village.
Under the afterglow of the setting sun, the training ground in the Uchiha compound was a complete mess, with more than a dozen tree-like trenches crisscrossing the ground, full of potholes and scorched black.
A young man lay exhausted on the ground, staring blankly at the sky.
His chest heaved violently, and sweat mixed with dirt covered his clothes in mud.
“Chakra nature transformation…
is seriously so damn hard.”
Uchiha Bing was currently having a bit of an existential crisis.
Why was Sasuke able to master the A-rank Lightning Release Ninjutsu Chidori in just over a month, whereas he had worked diligently for more than three months and still hadn’t completely mastered even a C-rank Lightning Release — Earth Runner?
Clearly, a clan Jonin had instructed him, and the Chakra testing paper had also indicated that he possessed the Lightning affinity, but whenever it came to precise operation, he always fell just a little bit short.
It had been over three months since his transmigration, and Uchiha Bing had gradually come to terms with a cruel reality: in his past life, he was just an ordinary, mediocre person.
Even though he had transmigrated into a member of the Uchiha in this life, he hadn’t pulled off a miraculous comeback or suddenly transformed into a genius.
The Three Techniques taught at the Ninja Academy and the clan’s signature Ninjutsu, Fire Release: Great Fireball Technique, were skills that his predecessor had already mastered proficiently.
Relying on the muscle memory left behind by his predecessor, he picked them up with just a little familiarity, which didn’t count as a real ability of his own.
However, the moment he encountered a Ninjutsu that truly required him to figure out from scratch, Uchiha Bing immediately showed his true colors.
“Even a Ninjutsu with C-rank learning difficulty is this much of a struggle.
Do I even stand a chance of learning an S-rank Ninjutsu in this lifetime?”
As Uchiha Bing was letting his thoughts wander, a flurry of footsteps approached from afar.
“Yo, isn’t this Bing?”
A youth wearing a short-sleeved shirt bearing the clan’s fan crest stood on a tree at the edge of the training ground, casting a condescending glance over the trenches covering the ground, the corners of his mouth curling into a mocking arc.
“You’ve practiced Lightning Release for three months and haven’t come up with anything impressive at all.
You truly live up to your name as the tail-end of the younger generation in our Uchiha Clan.”
This person was the eldest grandson of the Uchiha Great Elder, Uchiha Homura, a member of the Konoha Military Police Force, who had always been at odds with him since childhood.
Uchiha Bing couldn’t even be bothered to lift his eyelids, saying indifferently, “Something the matter?”
“Nothing much, just passing by and seeing you lying there looking so peaceful, I thought you overworked and overdrew your body training Ninjutsu, exhausted your Chakra, and died.”
The youth sneered, turned around and left, his voice drifting over not too lightly nor too heavily.
“The graduation exam for the Ninja Academy is coming up soon.
Don’t embarrass the Uchiha when the time comes.”
Uchiha Homura’s footsteps gradually faded away.
Uchiha Bing still stared at the sky, expressionless.
This level of mockery was harmless and painless to him.
What truly pressured him was the upcoming Genin career.
Among the students of his generation, Minato Namikaze was in the next class over.
According to the timeline calculation, the Third Shinobi World War was likely close at hand.
With his current meager strength, bullying bandits and outlaws was fine, but encountering Ninjas from other Five Great Ninja Villages probably wouldn’t cut it.
As for the Konoha Military Police Force controlled by the Uchiha Clan, the staffing quota was limited to just a few positions, which were basically monopolized by the clan head, elders, and their trusted aides.
Scraps of the clan like Uchiha Bing couldn’t squeeze in at all.
If he were of ordinary commoner descent, Uchiha Bing could already consider quitting and going to work as a ramen chef under Ichiraku.
Yet he happened to carry the surname Uchiha.
If he dared to do such a thing, he would either be completely eradicated by Uchiha Itachi in the future, or secretly killed off by that scheming old bastard Danzo.
Danzo would never allow the Uchiha, an uncertain factor in Konoha, to stay alive.
As for the Uchiha Clan’s fastest method to enhance strength — awakening the eyes — it wasn’t quite applicable to Uchiha Bing.
In his past life, he was an Aquarius born in winter, naturally apathetic in personality, with shallow ties to his family and relatives, feeling lukewarm toward friends and loved ones alike.
Moreover, separated by the filter of his past life ever since transmigrating, Uchiha Bing looked at everyone around him as if they were paper cutouts, making it very difficult for him to invest any genuine emotions.
He’d probably struggle just to angrily awaken a single Tomoe even during the Uchiha Clan Massacre.
An emotionally detached Uchiha in the cruel Ninja World.
What a hellish joke.
However, Uchiha Bing hadn’t despaired completely because of this.
As a transmigrator, he did have a cheat — it’s just that the loading time for this cheat was truly a bit long.
With a thought in his mind, a light blue light screen materialized before his eyes.
[Progress 99%]
This light screen had appeared since the very first day of his transmigration, increasing its progress by 1% every day.
Uchiha Bing had studied it for a long time without figuring out what standard this progress advanced by, so he could only wait idly.
Barring any accidents, the progress would max out today.
Staring at that number, his heartbeat inexplicably accelerated a bit.
[Progress 100%]
[Projection Descent Count + 1]
[Heavens Projection Panel has successfully loaded]
Several lines of text emerged in succession:
[Character: Uchiha Bing]
[Rank: Black Iron]
[Talent: Sharingan]
[Skills: Chakra Refining, Transformation Technique, Substitution Technique, Clone Technique, Fire Release: Great Fireball Technique, Lightning Release: Earth Runner]
[Projection Count: 1]
[Influence Value: 0]
[Currently Available Projection World: demon slayer]
[Projection Rules are as follows:]
[1.
Projection progress recovers by 1% daily.
Upon reaching 100%, a projection world is randomly selected, and simulation counts can also be obtained through projection settlement.]
[2.
Dying in the projection world settles the current influence value, which can be used to exchange for the projection character’s talent, strength, bloodline, items, etc.]
[3.
When you encounter situations such as being sealed, enslaved, or mind-controlled in the projection world, the projection will automatically end and settle the influence value.]
[4.
During the projection process, the time flow rate of the current world is 0.]
[5.
Except for memories, anything obtained in the projection world cannot be brought back, and any negative states will be refreshed after reward settlement.]
Uchiha Bing’s gaze swept quickly over the rules, finally locking onto rule four.
Time flow rate is zero?
In other words, no matter how long he stayed in that world, coming back would happen in the exact same instant.
Without hesitation, he chanted silently in his heart — Start Projection.
demon slayer: in his past life, he hadn’t followed the complete manga, but the work had exploded in popularity outside its niche, so he still understood its general settings.
In the Taisho era, humans and demons coexisted, and a group of swordsmen wielding nichirin blades relied on Breathing Styles to decapitate vicious demons.
The upper limit of strength in this world wasn’t too high, but it was enough to threaten Uchiha Bing’s life.
However, the panel shouldn’t throw him straight into a dead-end desperate situation right at the start.
His field of vision was gradually swallowed by white light.
Right at this moment, a hurried shout suddenly came from the edge of the training ground.
“Ah Bing, the clan head wants you to go to the main hall, saying he’s going to announce the assignment matters after graduation.”
The voice was drawn out extremely far at the last syllable, as if separated by a layer of water, and finally dissipated completely.
Leaving behind only the desolate dusk, the cluttered training ground, a youth lifting his feet to hurry along in the distance, and the gradually lighting lanterns of Konoha Village.
The entire world suddenly froze in place, motionless.