Konoha: This Uchiha is extremely sneaky

Chapter 318 begins

three days later.

The basement of Uchiha Toshiro's house.

This is a place he created specifically for conducting clandestine experiments or practicing spiritual cultivation.

For the past three days, he has done nothing extra except eat and meditate constantly to calm his fluctuating emotions.

"It's about time!"

In the basement, Toshiro, who was sitting cross-legged, opened his eyes, and a beam of light, almost tangible, shot out from his dark pupils.

If it were an ordinary ninja, facing those eyes that seemed capable of absorbing one's soul, they would probably find it difficult to even muster the courage to meet his gaze.

"The rest is up to you!"

He gave an order to a shadow clone who was also meditating cross-legged, and then lay down in a complex magic circle that was nearly five meters long and wide without saying a word.

This magic circle is somewhat like a medical magic circle used in hospitals to assist in the treatment of patients, except that some of its medical functions have been removed, while the control of chakra has been enhanced.

At the same time, a white, hood-like object covered with intricate incantations was placed over Toshiro's head, completely obscuring his head.

"Inject potion number 067!"

"Prepare for the seal!"

"Chakra stimulation begins!"

"Report all your physical data, including brainwave fluctuations!"

As Toshiro's main body lay in the center of the magic circle, several shadow clones surrounded it and began to work methodically.

In order to ensure that I am in a good mental state when I break through that barrier, so that I am not disturbed by anything.

Toshiro created several shadow clones the night before, allowing them to remain on standby for an extended period.

"Your physical condition is normal, and your blood flow has increased significantly, but it's within the expected range!"

"There's a noticeable increase in mental fluctuations, the medication is working well, we can begin attempting the sealing technique!"

As Toshiro's physical stats reached the expected levels, a shadow clone with sage-like markings on its face sat cross-legged directly above Toshiro's head, gently pressing its hands against the outer edge of the magic circle.

As his chakra fluctuated, Toshiro's brain was undergoing some changes he desired; some emotion-related secretions were being secreted at a rate far exceeding normal.

"The sealing begins!"

Another Toshiro arrived at the hood that completely covered his head, channeled his chakra along the tadpole-shaped runes, and then formed hand seals.

"Sealing - Seven Star Life-Saving Seal"

With the sealing technique completed, all the Toshiro members, except for the shadow clone that was still controlling Toshiro's mind, stopped what they were doing and began to quietly observe the reaction of the real Toshiro.

Everything that needed to be done has been done. Whether this experiment will succeed depends on Toshiro's deductions and whether the White Zetsu eye drops have been effective these past few days.

……

"Where am I?"

Inside the sealing array, Toshiro lay on the ground, quietly sensing the various operations of his shadow clones, without making a sound.

Until the clone that used the sealing technique finished its work, and as a surge of chakra flooded into his mind, Toshiro's mind suddenly went blank for a moment, and then he fell into a deep sleep.

"Why am I sleeping here?"

"And what are these strange things?"

Toshiro casually removed the hood from his head, slowly sat up, and looked around, but didn't see anyone.

He was puzzled as to why he was in this place.

And what are these strange magic circles beneath me?

"Is anyone there? Where is this place?"

Looking at the bright lights around him, the empty space with no one around, the strange magic circle beneath him, and the tranquil environment, he felt a sense of peace.

He felt as if he had gotten himself into something bad.

"Wait! Who am I?"

As he ripped off the strange wires from his body and was about to stand up, a question suddenly popped into his head.

He suddenly realized that he seemed to have no memory at all, and that he was like a blank sheet of paper.

Upon encountering this question, he stopped all movement and sat there quietly, seemingly lost in thought or recollection.

"I can't remember anything at all!"

He scratched his head, but his mind was completely blank, devoid of any memories of himself, including his name, experiences, relatives, and friends.

None of it exists.

He was like an artificial being who suddenly appeared here, without any past experiences.

"What is this thing?"

If he couldn't remember, he stopped thinking about it. Toshiro picked up a white, unidentified object next to him and looked at the strange black runes on it. He wondered what this thing that had just covered his head was.

"Holy shit!"

To his surprise, as he touched this strange object, the runes on it seemed to come alive, moving and flowing up his arm as he held it.

"This is…"

Along with these black incantations came a flood of memories.

His parents died unexpectedly when he was young. He was taken in by relatives who then took advantage of his parents' inheritance and turned their backs on him.

To prove himself, he worked hard and made great strides, finally getting into university, only to be brutally beaten down by society.

Having finally reached middle age and achieved some success, I was transported to a strange world, where my original friends and lovers were gone forever.

In order to avoid becoming a corpse in the future, he constantly trained hard and tried every means to improve his strength.

The first time I took up a knife and killed someone, when I beheaded them, I was overwhelmed by a mixture of disgust, fear, and confusion, which kept me awake all night.

In the medical tents of the front-line camp, watching vibrant lives slowly turn cold, and feeling utterly powerless to do anything about it.

Stepping onto the battlefield, the enemy's ninja sword grazes your neck for the first time—that brush with death is a thrilling experience that makes your heart race.

For the first time, after my teammate was killed by the enemy, I was so angry that I tore the defenseless enemy to pieces.

Scenes of memory, like fragments of a past life, kept entering Toshiro's mind, causing subtle changes in his previously calm state of mind.

(End of this chapter)