Konoha: This Uchiha is extremely sneaky

Chapter 8 Cultivation

After breakfast, Uchiha Mika tidied herself up and changed into a Uchiha-colored ninja vest before going to work.

"Wait a minute, Sister Meixiang, could you bring me some books on human muscle structure and medicine when you come back?" she asked before leaving.

"Bringing some books back is fine. But Toshiro should also make more friends..." For a four-year-old child, such a thirst for knowledge was not surprising to Uchiha Mika.

After two months of getting to know her, she discovered that her sister's child was exceptionally mature and precocious compared to his peers. He possessed all the rare qualities a child could have, including a love of learning, diligence, and self-discipline. While this pleased her, it also made her worry about Uchiha Toshiro's development. Therefore, she hoped he could make more friends and have more time to interact and play with children his own age.

He frowned, unwilling to play with those little brats. But seeing Uchiha Mika's insistent expression, he nodded in agreement.

"Then it's a deal! A man keeps his promises."

"Um!"

Seeing that Uchiha Toshiro wasn't just giving her a perfunctory answer, she smiled knowingly. "Well then, I'll be going now. Also, those things you specifically asked me to order will be delivered in three days."

After watching Uchiha Mika leave, Uchiha Toshiro returned to his study. He pulled a thick book from the shelf, its cover bearing the large characters "Chakra Explained," and the name of Tobirama Senju written in the lower right corner. He planned to use it to pass the time.

This was his first time training in both his lives combined. He believed that understanding chakra, the most important factor in becoming a ninja, was essential preparation.

The Second Hokage, Tobirama Senju, is also renowned in history for his research on chakra. Consider the various ninjutsu and forbidden techniques he developed. Although nearly half of them were specifically designed for the Uchiha clan, even the proud Uchiha had to acknowledge his exceptional talent.

Sitting on the veranda outside the house, Uchiha Toshiro held a book in his hands, sometimes reading it carefully, sometimes looking up to watch the clouds in the sky, and occasionally admiring the scenery in the courtyard.

"Well, this kind of life isn't bad, actually. Although the training is a bit tough." But thinking about the inevitable Third Shinobi World War and the Nine-Tails incident, the Uchiha clan massacre, and the subsequent invasion of the Sky Shinobi, Pain carrying a bag of rice up several flights of stairs, and the hidden bosses like Obito, Madara, and Black Zetsu, it's hard not to feel a chill down my spine.

"Knowing too much isn't always a good thing." Maybe being an ordinary ninja wouldn't be so bad. Speaking of which, Obito Uchiha should still be a little kid, should we take care of him now?

"Uh! Forget it. If it's not Obito Uchiha, there might be Obito Uchiha. Besides, he's not much older than Obito. What if Madara sets his sights on him? Hmm... it's better not to cause any more trouble."

The thought of Madara Uchiha lurking in some unknown corner, his face aged and frail, sent a chill down Toshiro Uchiha's spine. What was that saying again? "Better to die a friend than myself." Obito, you'd better pray for yourself.

He read for nearly two hours, then put the book away and walked towards the building to the left of the house. Opening the door, he found himself in a large, spacious training ground. The floor was entirely made of solid wood. A sandbag hung in the center. This place was perfect for a child his age to practice physical techniques. He imagined his father, the original owner of this body, had also shed sweat here when he was young.

"Ha!" With a loud shout, a fist wrapped in bandages slammed into the sandbag with a crisp "thud." The sandbag only swayed slightly. Then, a second, a third, and a fourth punch followed in quick succession, interspersed with knee strikes and whip kicks.

The four-year-old's punches weren't heavy. But every attack was incredibly serious. Every swing of the arm, leg raise, fist retraction, and kick was executed with the same force as taught by an adult, the movements precise and methodical.

Although he lacked cultivation experience, he understood that even the tallest building starts from the ground up, and success depends on one's own efforts. He also knew that health is the foundation of everything.

For nearly two months, his training plan proceeded smoothly. Every morning, he would get up at dawn and start running, gradually increasing the speed to a normal pace. After that, he would do push-ups, sit-ups, frog jumps, pull-ups, and other exercises, which would take about an hour, followed by breakfast.

After breakfast, rest or read for two hours. Then, do basic taijutsu training followed by rest or hand seal practice. After lunch, take a one-hour nap. In the afternoon, practice swordsmanship and shuriken throwing for one hour, while also practicing hand seals. Before going to bed, refine your chakra for one hour.

I only spend about 3 hours a day training. (I'm not counting chakra refining, since it involves sitting still.) I spend the rest of my time reading or going out for a stroll.

Even if he wanted to become a Jonin or even a Kage-level ninja immediately, his physical age of only four years old severely limited his training and cultivation progress.

This kind of life, though somewhat monotonous and tedious, is also somewhat unavoidable. The world of Naruto is not technologically advanced. In Konoha 36, ​​things like refrigerators, microwaves, and televisions haven't even appeared yet.

Yes! There should be televisions, but they're mostly used for surveillance. There's a lack of entertainment, even for adults. Nightlife is relatively dull, let alone for children.

Regarding ninjutsu training, Uchiha Toshiro wasn't in a hurry. Konoha hadn't yet reached the point where he needed to go to the battlefield. In his plan, until he entered the Ninja Academy, training his physical strength and endurance were his top priorities. Next was chakra reserves and control techniques, and of course, swordsmanship, hand seals, and shuriken throwing couldn't be neglected either.

People often need to set a goal for themselves; only with a goal can they find the right direction and move forward with great strides.

"Hmm! I'll set myself a small goal first: to become a Jonin and survive the Third Shinobi World War." As for becoming a Kage-level shinobi, awakening the Mangekyou Sharingan, preventing the tragedy from happening to my clan, and defeating the mastermind behind it all—these are things I can consider, but everything depends on the circumstances."

It wasn't that he didn't want to set a grand goal. The problem was that he wasn't entirely confident about awakening the Mangekyou Sharingan. After all, the conditions for awakening it were what they were, and as a modern person with normal values, he couldn't do what Indra did. Moreover, as an only child without brothers, his chances of awakening the Eternal Mangekyou Sharingan were zero. As for transplanting Hashirama's cells, he wasn't too willing either. No one would like to have another face growing on their body, even if that person was the First Hokage.

(End of this chapter)