After getting up and washing, Shinji came to the ninja school early in the morning.

As a result, as soon as the person entered the classroom, he was stunned.

There were dozens of people in the room, and he didn't know much, but among the few familiar faces, there were two characters who shouldn't be here.

Putting aside his doubts, he relied on the memory of the original owner and sat in his place.

At this time, sympathetic and concerned eyes were cast all around.

Obviously, the students all knew about the tragedy that happened to the Uchiha clan.

As the number one wealthy family in Konoha, the Uchiha was destroyed overnight by the young patriarch, and only two children survived in the whole clan.

What a sensation this brought to the village, you can imagine it!

Shinji, who had grown accustomed to this kind of gaze, remained silent.

Without leaving a trace, he glanced at the little red-haired girl sitting on the podium in the first row, and the dark-haired boy in front of him.

"What the hell!"

He was confused.

If he didn't admit it wrong, the skinny red-haired little girl in the first row should be Xiang Phosphorus with the blood of the Uzumaki clan, and the black-haired boy in the front row of him was very similar to Bai who was born in the fog.

"How did the two of them end up at the ninja school in Konoha?!"

Shinji searched through the memory fragments left by the original owner, and did not find any information related to them, it seems that the original owner never cared about the two classmates, Xiang Phosphorus and Shiro.

It can only be said that it is worthy of the Uchiha.

Then, he turned to look at the boy with white pupils sitting at the other end of the classroom.

Hinata Ninji!

This is the only person in the memory of the original owner who cares, and it is also the person who is regarded as a competitor by the original owner.

In a blink of an eye, the morning class ended.

As a proud Uchiha, the original owner had a general relationship with the classmates in the class, and Shinji had a cold expression on his face, so no one took the initiative to talk to him all morning.

Shinji is also happy to be idle.

He doesn't want to be in contact with people at the moment, mainly because he is afraid of revealing his stuffing.

"If you don't mind, let's eat together!"

Suddenly, a voice pulled Shinji's distracted thoughts back.

Shinji looked up and saw that the young man sitting in front of him who appeared to be white had handed him a food box.

Seeing that Shinji's face was full of doubts, the boy said, "I forgot to bring a bento!" ”

Shinji realized that he needed to bring his own lunch box for a lunch at noon, but he didn't show it, and took advantage of the situation and said tentatively: "Your name...?" ”

The boy was not surprised or angry that Shinji didn't remember him, and naturally introduced himself: "My name is Shiro. ”

"Sure enough, it's him!"

Shinji's heart sank.

The water in the ninja school is a bit deep!

At this stage, the curriculum of the ninja school is very simple.

It's all about survival techniques in the wild, how to track enemy footprints, and how to identify the effects of various herbs.

The slightly more in-depth course only explains the principle of the human body refining chakra.

As for the actual use of chakra to perform ninjutsu and illusions, it has not yet been involved.

In terms of physical surgery.

It is mainly a physical skill training between students, as well as a forbearance throwing practice.

Just like at this moment, the students who have finished lunch have come to the playground, some chasing and playing, and some are learning from each other.

"Naruto, Shikamaru, Dingji, Tooth..."

Shinji saw more familiar faces on the playground.

However, Naruto is a grade below him, and the range of activities between them is not the same, so they don't have much to do with each other.

He moved his gaze to the side of his grade.

He found that Ningji, who had a deep face, did not choose to practice against others, but practiced the Hyuga clan's soft fist alone in the corner against a wooden stake.

After looking at it for a while, his face gradually became solemn.

Ning Ci was about the same age as him now, only eight years old, but his physical skills already looked very powerful.

According to the memory of the original owner, the original owner was not Ning Ci's opponent in terms of physical skills, and he lost miserably in several battles.

Not to mention him as a traverser.

Because he found that the children here in the ninja world are completely different from the world he lives in, the seven or eight-year-old children here are agile, the offensive and defensive transitions between flashes and movements are smooth and natural, and the moves are strong and heavy, just like martial arts masters.

"Is this TM eight years old?"

He originally thought that he now had a pair of kaleidoscope writing wheels, enough to condescendingly look down on the group of little children in the ninja school.

But after some observation, without using the writing wheel, he found that he couldn't even deal with the trash fish that he couldn't name in the same period.

Not to mention touching a guy like Ning Ci who has already broken out of the name of 'genius'.

"No, if the foundation is too poor, even if you have a kaleidoscope writing wheel, it will be difficult to exert 100% of the power of the kaleidoscope!"

In the hands of different people, the power of the Blood Inheritance Limit is also different.

What's more, the kaleidoscope writing wheel eye is still a consumable, and it is not something that can be squandered indiscriminately.

At the same time, it also made him aware of a problem.

That is, it is not a kaleidoscope writing wheel eye, there is a big gap between his strength and the strength of the original owner, the orthodox Uchiha of the original owner is second only to Ning Ci in the grade, and he estimates his current strength, which is mostly at the bottom of the grade.

If we can't make up for this gap as soon as possible, it may arouse the suspicion of some well-intentioned people.

"I'm annoyed, I'm not good at fighting!"

He was a little distressed, knowing what the problem was, just because it could be solved immediately.

At this moment, Bai walked over to him and asked with some expectation, "Shinji-san, can I practice physical arts with you?" ”

Shinji, who was afraid of showing cowardice, secretly complained in his heart, but shook his head on the surface: "You are too weak." ”

Bai hurriedly apologized: "I'm sorry, I was presumptuous." ”

Seeing that Shiro apologized to himself very sincerely, Shinji was a little embarrassed.

Although he knew that Shiro's appearance at Konoha's ninja school was very wrong and that there must be some conspiracy in it, he had to admit that Shiro was a very empathetic person and was very easy to get along with.

Evening.

Shinobi school is out.

Shinji digested what he had seen and heard at the ninja school today as he walked towards his apartment.

Walking to the end of the street, he found that Bai was actually on the same road as him, and after chatting a few words, he was a little surprised: "You are the one who lives next door to me?" ”

Shiro nodded: "Shinji-san, please take care of me." ”

"Oh."

Shinji nodded.

When he got home, Shinji collapsed on the bed and let his thoughts wander.

Shiro and Kaori appeared at Konoha's ninja school and became his classmates, which really made him a little unsure.

"Is it the butterfly effect? Or is it a parallel time and space? ”

Shaking his head, he withdrew his thoughts one by one, and his hand subconsciously touched his chest.

The knife wound that was visible to the bone before had completely disappeared under the treatment of medical ninjutsu, but he still remembered the scene before death in the memory fragment of the original owner from time to time.

This kind of experience of death is really uncomfortable.

[The plane is invaded...]

[Countdown: 1]

[Please be prepared, there will be an invasion after 12 o'clock tonight...]

Shinji jerked to his feet and looked at the wall clock on the wall.

At this moment, the time on the wall clock is 8:05 p.m., less than four hours before 12 o'clock!