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After breakfast, Uchiha Mika tidied up and changed into a Uchiha-style ninja vest, preparing to go to work.
"Wait a moment, Onee-chan. Can you bring back some books on human muscle structure and medicine?" he asked before she left.
"I can bring back some books. But Fuyu Shirou, you should also make more friends..." For a four-year-old, Uchiha Mika was already used to his thirst for knowledge and learning. Over the past two months, she had noticed that her nephew was unusually mature and precocious compared to his peers. His traits of being studious, serious, and self-disciplined, which were rare in a child, made her both pleased and concerned about his growth. Therefore, she hoped he would make more friends and spend more time playing with children his age.
Frowning, he was reluctant to play with those little brats. However, seeing Uchiha Mika's determined expression, he nodded in agreement.
"Then it's a promise! A man must keep his word."
"Yeah!"
Satisfied that Fuyu Shirou wasn't just humoring her, she smiled. "Then, I'll be off. The items you specially requested will be delivered in three days."
Watching Uchiha Mika leave, Uchiha Fuyu Shirou returned to the study and pulled out a thick book from the bookshelf. The cover read in large letters, "Detailed Explanation of Chakra," and in the bottom right corner, it was written by Tobirama Senju. He decided to use it to pass the time.
This was his first time encountering cultivation, combining both his past and present lives. Understanding chakra, the most crucial factor in becoming a ninja, was essential preparation.
Tobirama Senju was renowned for his research on chakra. He had developed various ninjutsu and forbidden techniques, though nearly half of them were aimed at the Uchiha. Despite this, the proud Uchiha had to acknowledge his exceptional talent.
Sitting on the porch, Uchiha Fuyu Shirou held the book, sometimes reading intently, sometimes looking up at the clouds in the sky, and occasionally admiring the scenery in the yard.
"Well, this kind of life isn't bad. Although cultivation is a bit tough." However, thinking about the Third Great Ninja War, the Nine-Tails Incident, the Uchiha clan massacre, the Sky Shinobi Invasion, Pain's Rice Bag Carrying, and the hidden bosses like Uchiha Madara, Uchiha Obito, and Kaguya Otsutsuki, he couldn't help but feel a bit uneasy.
"Knowing too much isn't always a good thing." Perhaps being a regular ninja wouldn't be so bad. Speaking of which, Uchiha Obito is still a little kid. Should I take care of him early?
"Uh, forget it. Without Uchiha Obito, there might be a Uchiha Kisui. And his age is close to Obito's. What if Madara-sama targets him? Hmm... it's better not to cause trouble."
Thinking of Uchiha Madara, who was hiding in some corner with his aged appearance, Uchiha Fuyu Shirou shivered. As they say, "Better the enemy dies than the friend." Obito, you're on your own.
After reading for nearly two hours, he put away the book and walked to the building on the left side of the house. Opening the door, he entered a spacious and empty dojo. The floor was made of solid wood, and a punching bag hung in the center. This place was perfect for a child his age to practice taijutsu. He imagined that his father must have also sweated here when he was young.
"Ha!" With a loud shout, a bandaged fist struck the punching bag, making a crisp sound. The bag only swayed slightly. Immediately, a second, third, and fourth punch followed, along with knee strikes and kicks.
A four-year-old's punches weren't heavy, but each attack was executed with utmost seriousness. His movements—swinging his arms, lifting his legs, retracting his fists, and kicking—were all performed according to the techniques taught by adults, precise and methodical.
Though he had no experience in cultivation, he understood that a strong foundation was essential. The body is the capital of revolution, and he knew this well.
Over the past two months, his cultivation plan had been carried out systematically. Every morning, he would wake up at dawn and start jogging, gradually increasing his speed from a slow run to a normal pace. This was followed by push-ups, sit-ups, frog jumps, pull-ups, and other exercises, which took about an hour, after which he would have breakfast.
After breakfast, he would rest or read for two hours, then practice basic taijutsu or hand seals. After lunch, he would nap for an hour. In the afternoon, he would practice swordsmanship and shuriken throwing, followed by more hand seal practice. Before bed, he would spend an hour refining his chakra.
His daily cultivation time was about three hours (refining chakra wasn't included, as it involved sitting still). The rest of the time, he would read or go for a leisurely walk.
There was no way to become a Jōnin, let alone a Kage-level shinobi, immediately. His physical age of four severely limited his training and cultivation progress.
This life was somewhat monotonous and dull, but it was somewhat inevitable. The world of the shinobi had not developed advanced technology. In the year 36 of the Leaf Village, appliances like refrigerators, microwaves, and televisions had yet to appear.
Hmm, televisions should exist, but they were mostly used for surveillance. There were few entertainment activities, even for adults. Nightlife was relatively dull, let alone for children.
In terms of ninjutsu cultivation, Uchiha Fuyu Shirou was not in a hurry. The Leaf Village hadn't reached the point where he needed to go to war. In his plan, until he entered the Jōnin Academy, physical strength and endurance training were his top priorities. Next came increasing his chakra reserves and control techniques. Of course, he couldn't neglect subjects like swordsmanship, hand seals, and shuriken throwing.
People often need to set goals for themselves. With goals, one can move forward with purpose.
"Hmm! First, set a small goal: become a Jōnin and survive the Third Great Ninja War." As for becoming a Kage-level shinobi, opening the Mangekyō Sharingan, preventing the clan's tragedy, and defeating the mastermind, these were things to consider, but everything depended on the situation.
It wasn't that he didn't want to set grand goals. The problem was that he had no certainty about opening the Mangekyō Sharingan. The conditions for opening it were clear, and as a modern person with a normal worldview, he couldn't do what Indra did. As an only child with no brothers, his chances of opening the Eternal Mangekyō Sharingan were zero. As for transplanting Hashirama's cells, he was not keen on the idea. No one likes having another face grow on their body, even if it belongs to the First Hokage.
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