Tsunade, Yuki, and Dan, for all their genius and experience, were still grappling with the sheer audacity of healing a brain with Fuinjutsu,
Tsunade, Yuki, and Dan, for all their genius and experience, were still grappling with the sheer audacity of healing a brain with Fuinjutsu, let alone its strategic implications and here was Ryu…declaring this concept as a future weapon.
Their minds, accustomed to conventional warfare and medical limitations, struggled to bridge the gap to Ryu's boundless vision.
Ryu, sensing their unspoken confusion, allowed the moment to linger.
"Alright, Ryu-kun," Tsunade finally broke the silence, her firm voice cutting through the lingering awe. Her golden eyes, which were usually so expressive, demanded answers from her brilliant nephew. "You showed us the problem and hinted at a solution. Okay, enough with the dramatics. Details. We require details. How exactly do you intend to do this?
Dan nodded, his gaze steady, a silent vote of confidence in his grandson. "Yes. You have piqued our interest. Now, lay out the details of your plan."
As if on cue, the half-open projection of Souji's body began to react. Ryu made a subtle gesture, and it lit up, transforming into a vibrant anatomical map. All of the muscles, identified by their names and numbers, came into sharp, glowing focus, each fibre distinct and every connection highlighted. It was an incredible display of biological complexity, a living tapestry of nerves and tendons.
Ryu pointed out the intricate network of illuminated muscles. "I need to control that number of outputs," he said calmly, but the enormity of the task was clear. "And I don't even know how many inputs from his damaged brain to map using control algorithms. Furthermore, I must devise a training algorithm because the Fuinjutsu I am developing must learn on its own how to control his body in response to instructions from Souji's brain. It's a two-way street for learning."
A fresh wave of confusion washed over their faces. Shizune frowned, her brow furrowed in deep thought; the concept of a self-learning seal was completely foreign to her medical knowledge. "A seal that learns?" she asked, her scepticism mixed with wonder.
Ryu sighed, recognising the blank stares. He simplified his explanation, drawing on analogies from his past life.
Ryu said, "Think of it like this: I am going to build a small [Fuinjutsu brain] on his body. This [Fuinjutsu brain] will act as a translator and a communication channel between his damaged mind and his paralysed body. His brain will 'speak' in a broken language, and the [Fuinjutsu brain] will 'learn' to understand it over time with practice and patience, and then translate it into commands his muscles can follow."
A collective "Ah!" rippled through the group.
Tsunade's eyes widened with understanding, a spark of excitement in their depths. "A fuinjutsu translator! Between mind and muscle! That explanation is simple, yes, but the complexity of what you are attempting to accomplish..." She trailed off, already considering the enormous challenge.
"Like every translator," Ryu continued, anticipating her thought, "the translator must learn the language of both parties. That part alone could require months of training, calibration and refinement. I've numbered each muscle, and I plan to build the seal layer by layer, then train it in that order. Fingers and toes are the simplest points of control."
Ryu made a hand gesture, and the block diagram expanded to show the internal structure of the proposed [Fuinjutsu Brain]. The output side had as many blocks as the muscles on Souji's body, each representing a unique point of control. The sheer quantity was staggering, a dizzying array of interconnected pathways. Even Dan, a master of complex seals, felt a shiver of unease at the scale.
"The number is big, I know," Ryu said, a wry smile touching his lips as he sensed their nervousness. "I had to write this number as a separate Fuinjutsu just to fit it. But don't worry, most of the parts will be similar, and you can use the 'copy-and-paste' feature here." He pointed to a section of the [Mind Palace] where the intricate lines of a seal shone.
Yuki blinked, her eyes wide with genuine bewilderment. "Copy and paste?" she echoed, a hint of disbelief in her voice.
In the ninja world, 'copy and paste' was a foreign term. The concept, so commonplace in Ryu's past life, was utterly foreign in their chakra-infused world, highlighting the vast difference between his knowledge and theirs. Though that would change in a year or two.
"Yes," Ryu confirmed, his smile widening into a mischievous grin. He demonstrated it. For the index finger, a complex block of Fuinjutsu code appeared in front of them, glowing with translucent dim light.
Ryu dragged a section of code in this self-contained module numbered for the index finger. And then with a flick of his wrist, he pasted it onto another block belonging to the middle finger.
The copied code immediately adapted, its intricate lines shifting slightly to fit the new context. His subconscious was helping the code adjust, slowly modifying it one character at a time. The muscle group the two blocks belong to changed colour to mark the progress.
"With this he can now at least give the middle finger to doctors trying to harvest his organs." Ryu spoke.
Ryu said, "This is the 'copy-and-paste' feature. While I can change Fuinjutsu texts by thinking, you have to do it manually after copy-pasting, but I will be there to help you. And you can use many tools like copy-and-paste here. Like undo and save."
All parties looked at codes in front of them. Each piece of code was meticulously labelled, and a simple, concise explanation appeared in a side panel adjacent to it, detailing its purpose and parameters. It was a visual feast for any Fuinjutsu grandmaster, an unparalleled learning opportunity.
"This task, while enormous, is one I could have handled alone," Ryu said, his tone suddenly serious, but a faint twinkle remained in his eyes. "I just need a scapegoat or two for the official records. However, if you genuinely want to help, I am open to your suggestions. This is an exceptional opportunity to push the limits of both fuinjutsu and medical ninjutsu. A chance to chart a new course for our family's legacy."
For any grandmaster, an opportunity to learn like this was invaluable. Witnessing and even participating in the creation of such a revolutionary seal was an incredible opportunity. The prospect of being able to devote their time to other tasks rather than writing repetitive code themselves, while still gaining a fundamental understanding, was undeniably appealing. They exchanged glances, a silent agreement passing between them, driven by both professional ambition and a strong familial desire to help Ryu.
"We'll help," Dan said, his voice firm, speaking for everyone, a proud smile on his face. Yuki and Tsunade nodded together, their initial surprise replaced by a shared, eager determination.
Ryu then explained that the strain would prevent him from maintaining this shared [Mind Palace Projection] indefinitely. As a result, they discussed and scheduled specific hours to collaborate as a team, meticulously planning each session. It worked better for Ryu because he had other pressing matters to attend to in River City.
"Now, for the name," Tsunade said, a playful glint in her eyes, after a particularly intense session of code-pasting. "What are you going to call this... '[Fuinjutsu brain]' of yours?"
Ryu pondered for a moment, a thoughtful frown on his face. "I had a few ideas. How about... 'Neural Nexus Seal'?"
Yuki snorted, a laugh bubbling up. "Too clinical. Sounds like something a lab rat would get. Or a particularly dry medical textbook."
"Or 'Cerebral Control Matrix'?" Ryu offered, trying again, a hint of exasperation in his voice. Dan chuckled, shaking his head.
"Sounds like a bad title, grandson. You're almost as bad as the Fourth Hokage." Ryu sighed dramatically, throwing his hands up in mock exasperation.
"You try to be scientific, and no one appreciates it." He paused, a new idea forming, a mischievous glint returning to his eyes. "Okay then. "How about... [BodyGPT]?"
A stunned pause. Yuki tilted her head, gazing blankly. Dan rubbed his chin, confused. Tsunade had a slight frown instead of amusement. "Body... GPT?" Tsunade managed, her voice confused. "Ryu, what in the world is that supposed to mean?"
Ryu's smile widened. "[GPT] stands for 'Generative Pre-trained Transformer' or 'Translator' – essentially, a system that learns to understand and generate patterns. In this case, it's learning the 'pattern-language' of Souji's thoughts and translating it into the 'pattern-language' of his body's movements. Think of it as a generative, self-improving translator for his body."
Another pause. Yuki narrowed her eyes, still furrowed, trying to understand the foreign terms. Dan looked thoughtful, as "generative" and "transformer" fit no known terminology.
"So... it's a translator that learns and adapts to his mind, even if his mind is broken?" Yuki finally pieced it together, focusing on the function rather than the strange acronym. "And it will generate the movements?"
Ryu nodded, his smile unwavering. "Precisely, Mother. It's a new language for his body, one that his mind can finally speak through."
Dan let out a slow sigh. "A translator for the flesh, indeed. The name... it's still utterly bizarre, grandson, but the concept... that's something else entirely."
Tsunade let out a soft laugh, shaking her head. "[BodyGPT]... I suppose it's fitting, in a bizarre way. It sounds ridiculous, but knowing you, it'll probably work miracles."
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