"Little Yingshu, the nurse is going to treat you, please bear with it."
In the sunlight-filled consultation room, the nurse looked at the little boy in front of her and smiled.
"Okay, nurse."
The little boy named Yingshu responded obediently and stretched out his bandaged right hand.
The nurse untied the bandage, and a small hand covered with scars was immediately revealed. A flash of heartache appeared in the nurse's eyes. After a simple disinfection, Chakra emitted a green light, covering the small hands completely.
This process lasted about five minutes, and the wound had almost healed.
Normally, such a wound can be healed in one go with the help of healing techniques.
But considering that Yingshu is still young, excessive Chakra stimulation may have sequelae, so the treatment is divided into three times.
This is the second time.
"I'm going to apply medicine on you. It might be a little painful, so bear with it, little Yingshu."
"Okay, nurse."
The same answer, the boy's obedience is very likable.
But in fact, Yingshu actually wanted to say that he had adapted to the pain.
He also wanted to say: Creation and destruction always exist in correspondence, just like light and darkness, which are opposite to each other and interdependent. If you want to get something, you always have to pay some price.
Of course, he kept these words deep in his heart, otherwise it would affect his low-key personality.
"Okay! Little Yingshu is really brave. Come over in three days to change the bandage. If it itches, don't remove the bandage."
The nurse rubbed Yingshu's little head. Obedient and sensible children are always likable.
"Thank you, nurse."
...
A few minutes later.
Yingshu's right hand was wrapped in a brand new bandage. The bow on it was made by the same nurse, and it was neither loose nor tight, just the right fit.
Walking on the street on the way home, looking at the pedestrians and familiar buildings around him, Yingshu looked a little dazed.
He didn't know if it was an illusion, but he felt like he had lived here for many years even though he had just come here a short time ago.
Yes, he is a time traveler, and it has just been 100 days since he traveled through time.
As a liberal arts student at Magic City University in my previous life, I was indeed not used to suddenly being born into the body of a five-year-old boy.
On the contrary, the high-risk nature of this world and the unclear blank period between the original work and the timeline gave him a great sense of crisis.
It is now February of the 40th year of Konoha, and the Ninja School has just started.
The Third Ninja World War had just begun, and it was still twenty years before Shippuden began.
He did not have a detailed understanding of what happened during this period, only a general impression of the major events.
Yingshu lowered his head and sighed. For a liberal arts student and a child from a commoner family, it was not easy for him to survive even with the ability of predictive vision.
"My right hand should be able to handle Chakra now. I hope it works this time."
Yingshu put his hands in his pockets, the bow on the bandage on his right hand was covered, and he quickened his pace and went into the dark alley behind the bustling streets of Konoha.
I didn't stop to see the tempting aroma of takoyaki on the roadside;
Nor did he stop for the recently popular Intimate Paradise in the bookstore.
Yingshu's nest is located in a small woods on the outskirts of Konoha. The environment is remote, but the advantage is that no one disturbs him. He can also go fishing in the river to supplement protein.
When Yingshu arrived at the door of his house, a hedgehog-haired boy had been waiting there for a long time.
"Are you okay? What did the doctor say?" asked the hedgehog-haired boy seriously.
"They said that the medicine needs to be changed again, but I feel it should be fine. Don't worry about it, it's not a big problem." Yingshu replied quickly.
"Well... okay!" The hedgehog-haired boy hesitated for a moment, but still couldn't persuade Yingshu, "If we run into those bastards tomorrow, we'll have to rely on this trick!"
The hedgehog-haired boy rolled up his sleeves and adjusted his goggles, as if he was about to do something big.
The two young men immediately began to run, with clear purpose and firm steps.
Soon, they came to a small river.
It is surrounded by lush green woods, with clear river water flowing slowly, and a few big fat fish occasionally jumping out of the shallow water.
But the two boys were focused and looked at each other. The hedgehog-headed boy silently took out a lighter and a bundle of cotton swabs soaked in oil.
"After my last failure, I reflected on it for a long time and still felt that the problem was with the cooking oil. This time I secretly used my grandma's kerosene, so I shouldn't fail again."
"Well... you're smart, Obito, but it would be better if you could master the Great Fireball sooner."
"Hey! It's only a matter of time!" Obito was quite open-minded.
Yes, the one standing in front of Yingshu was none other than the future number three demon king of the ninja world, Uchiha.
The reason why the two of them got together can be traced back to the day when Yingshu first traveled through time.
The original owner of this body was a little coward. When Yingshu first crossed over, he was being beaten by a group of naughty kids.
It's just that the kid didn't use enough strength to hit Yingshu, and he didn't even notice that the back of his head hit the brick.
The man was knocked to death, but he was still beating me.
At this time, Obito, who saw injustice, appeared.
With his passion and bravery, Obito joined the beating scene.
This pair of half-brothers also forged a deep friendship that day.
Yes.
What they have to do now is to save face for tomorrow's fight.
Don't ask why a highly qualified person in his early 20s would do such a thing.
A man remains a boy until he dies.
"Then I'll start, Obito." Yingshu took a deep breath and said seriously.
Obito nodded.
Yingshu closed his eyes, carefully feeling the flow of Chakra in his body, and made seals according to the ninjutsu scrolls left by his parents, whom he had never met, and the way Chakra worked.
He was able to form seals quite quickly, thanks to the pen-spinning skills he had acquired after ten years of hard study. In short, his fingers were extremely flexible.
Even the bandages couldn't stop him from operating.
Finally, the seal was completed, and his Chakra was about to come out in a specific way.
"Water Style·Water Polo Technique!"
Yingshu held his breath and shouted loudly, then he suddenly inserted one hand into the river surface, and when he raised it, a small clear water ball appeared in his hand!
D-level Ninjutsu: Water Style·Water Ball Technique.
It can remove impurities from river water and extract relatively pure water molecules. It is not recommended for drinking, but it can be used for bathing and washing clothes.
It is a very basic Water Style. It has no lethality, but it can make people's lives more convenient.
The water ball was the size of a fist. Yingshu moved the water ball to the back of his hand. The water ball did not dissipate, but seemed to be attached to Yingshu's hand.
After two months of practice, Yingshu has mastered it and can easily control the size and position of the water ball.
"The next step is the highlight."
Yingshu took a deep breath, and even Obito beside him became nervous.
Last time, they were very close to success, but due to poor coordination, Yingshu's right hand was almost blurred.
Obito nervously used a lighter to light a cotton swab, and the small flame ignited with a sound.
Yingshu was not idle either.
The left hand remained basically motionless, only using the fingers to deftly make the seal gesture, the movement was slow and light, while the right hand movement was slightly larger.
It can be seen that it is still somewhat difficult to control the ball and form seals at the same time.
Fortunately, the process went very smoothly - Yingshu had been studying this routine for more than a month.
finally!
"Lightning Style - Thunder Light!"
There was another loud shout, and a dazzling blue light suddenly burst out from Yingshu's right hand!
That's Lightning Style!
Obito's eyes flashed with envy.
Although they are two of the lowest level ninjutsu, they are better than him who has learned Great Fireball for three months but can't even fart.
Yingshu, you are indeed a genius!