(Note: The protagonist rarely appears, and the plot is heavily altered.)
Border of the Fire Nation.
With a sudden flash of white light, an ancient building appeared out of nowhere.
In front of the building stood two stone pillars, each engraved with words.
The left pillar read: "Omniscient and Omnipotent."
The right one: "Everything You Need."
Above the pillars hung a plaque: "As long as you have money, it's OK."
Inside the store.
Peter looked around at the glass shelves, his face full of confusion.
"What is the system trying to pull this time?" he muttered.
He quickly stepped outside, gazing at the dense forest surrounding the building with a dark expression.
"There's no village in front, no road behind. Who the hell is going to come here to shop?" Peter said, speechless.
"Host, please be patient," the system replied. "Although the positioning was incorrect, good wine needs no bush!"
Peter twitched. So the system messed up and placed the store in the middle of nowhere?
"Wishing the host great success in business!"
"How am I supposed to open a shop in this godforsaken place?" Peter shouted angrily.
Peter was a transmigrator. After dying in his previous life, he had been stuck in a dark void for an unknown amount of time. It nearly drove him insane.
One day, a voice whispered in his ear:
"Do you wish to become the manager of the Wanjie Store and sell goods in another world?"
Peter had agreed immediately. Anything to escape that cursed place.
"Host, please familiarize yourself with the shop's inventory," said the system.
Peter walked to the nearest glass counter and peered at the items inside.
There was a sleek silver pistol.
"Oh, a Desert Eagle."
He checked the price tag.
"Only 100,000 taels?"
Next to it sat an assault rifle, priced at a million taels.
The shelf was lined with modern firearms. Even a grenade was just 100,000 taels.
Then he noticed another display case with far stranger items. Peter's jaw dropped.
"System, what the hell is this?" he pointed in disbelief.
Inside was a palm-sized magic wand, adorned with golden and transparent marble-like patterns.
"A magic wand?! Seriously?" Peter exclaimed.
So that's where the Aura Stick had gone after Daigo defeated Gatanjea—it ended up here.
He checked the price.
"Hmm, thirty million taels... sounds about right."
"This wand allows three transformations. After that, it turns to stone and must be recharged with light."
"One recharge = three transformations. Thirty million taels…"
Peter's mouth twitched.
"So, basically ten million per transformation... for just three minutes each? That's insane!"
He turned to the shelves in the back, filled with silver suitcases.
Curious, he opened one.
Inside was a red metallic watch.
"No way... Flame Dragon?"
He quickly opened several more cases—sure enough, Armor Hero gear.
He asked, "How many sets of armor are even in stock?"
The price: 30 million taels per set.
"System, are these also consumables?" he asked cautiously.
"They are not consumables," the system replied.
Peter raised an eyebrow. Was the system finally being generous?
But then came the catch...
"Host, this is only the price of the summoner itself. Crystals of the Five Elements, skill cards, and maintenance are sold separately."
Peter gave a thumbs up.
"Amazing. You're basically robbing people... but at least you're giving them something for it."
"Host receives commission on every sale."
Peter grinned.
"Well, in that case, it's not about the money anymore. I just enjoy selling stuff!"
"Understood, Host… understood."
Meanwhile, at the Fire Nation border...
Several masked figures darted through the woods.
"The Third Hokage has ordered us to bring back the traitor Orochimaru immediately!"
"He used his own villagers for human experimentation. Truly unforgivable."
"We're near the border. He may have already left the Fire Nation."
"Keep searching. If we don't find him, we'll report back."
"Yes, Captain!" The Anbu scattered.
Minutes later, they regrouped.
"Any luck?"
"No sign of him to the east."
"Nothing in the south."
"North is clear too."
"Damn. As expected from a Sannin—he's fast, even when injured."
"We have no choice. Let's report back."
"Understood!" With that, the Anbu vanished into the forest.
Moments later, a pale, long-haired man emerged from behind a tree.
"That was close…" Orochimaru whispered.
If they'd found him, a few more corpses would've littered the ground.
After his secret experiments were discovered, the Third Hokage had personally tried to capture him. But unable to strike down his former student, he let Orochimaru escape.
Originally, Orochimaru would've gotten away clean—
But then a hidden snake with an explosive tag in its mouth detonated, injuring him.
Still, he managed to lose his pursuers.
"No one can stop me from seeking immortality. Not even my mentor."
With one final glance toward Konoha, he turned and left.
Wounded, he slowed down and began planning his next move.
Suddenly, a strange building appeared ahead of him.
At its entrance stood a stone gate with engravings on both sides.
"Omniscient and Omnipotent... Has everything... Interesting," Orochimaru murmured, then limped toward the building.