Presumably, this was also why these students were being rushed through graduation — to serve as cannon fodder.
[Ding.]
[Congratulations, Host, for realizing the true meaning of life. The Lying Flat and Slacking System has officially launched.]
[This system is very lazy, too lazy to explain itself in detail. In short, as long as you lie flat, you will receive rewards.]
[Core principle: If you can lie down, never sit. If you can sit, never stand.]
[Everything else, please explore on your own, Host.]
[This system is going to lie flat now. Bye-bye, Host. Mwah!]
Uchiha Jin: "..."
The boy froze for a moment, then a grin slowly spread across his face.
Saved!
He knew his strength was barely enough to keep himself alive at this point. That might work now — but once the Akatsuki appeared and Pain brought the Six Paths into play, the entire Shinobi World's power scale would skyrocket overnight.
Forget Six Paths Madara or Kaguya. Right now, he couldn't even handle Obito, Shisui, or Konoha's Sannin.
But now… a system had finally awakened.
However—
After hearing its half-hearted introduction, Jin was left dumbfounded.
Lying flat and slacking off?
He wanted to! He really did.
But in the world of shinobi, lying flat was practically suicide. The village would brand him a traitor before he could blink.
And this system… it was too lazy. It didn't even bother giving a proper tutorial.
"Explore on my own? Are you kidding me?"
He groaned, rubbing his temples. Still, it was better than nothing. If this system worked as promised, he had just been handed a lifeline.
"Hey, System! Don't disappear just yet!"
"Where's my newbie gift pack? Don't tell me you're too lazy to give me one!"
[Ding. Newbie Gift Pack is being issued.]
[Congratulations, Host. You have obtained: Rokushiki Training Method.]
Jin's eyes widened.
Oh, this is good stuff.
Rokushiki — the legendary martial arts techniques from another world — meant superhuman speed, strength, and defense.
He shut his eyes, letting the knowledge flood his mind. A moment later, he had completely memorized the training method.
"System, do you have missions?" he asked cautiously.
[Ding. No.]
[This system is very lazy and not interested in any of that troublesome stuff.]
[As long as Host is in a 'lying flat' state, chakra, ninjutsu proficiency, and physical abilities will gain passive experience. Rewards will be issued automatically upon level-up.]
[Attribute panel has been unlocked. Please do not disturb me, Host.]
[I'm going back to sleep.]
[…]
Jin's mouth twitched.
This was easily the laziest system in the multiverse.
Still… no missions, no grind, just passive growth? That might actually be a blessing.
But he couldn't ignore reality — in the Shinobi World, every ninja was a weapon of the village. If he suddenly started "lying flat," Danzo would have him black-bagged and thrown into Root before sunset.
Even in peacetime, he still had to take missions, or risk suspicion.
"Ugh. What a headache."
Before he could dwell on it any longer, Sarutobi Takeo's voice snapped him back to reality.
"Ahem, one last thing," the teacher said from the podium.
"Everyone, rest for the next few days. Team assignments will be announced in three days."
"Class dismissed!"
Takeo left the room, and the moment he was gone, the class erupted.
"I finally became a ninja!" a civilian student shouted. "I'll protect the village!"
"I'm going to surpass Kakashi-senpai — maybe even the Sannin!"
"I want to be Hokage!"
The students from non-clan backgrounds were practically glowing with excitement, their voices full of dreams and ambition.
Meanwhile, the heirs of the great clans sat in silence, their expressions somber. They understood what graduation during wartime really meant.
No one bothered to warn the civilian students. Instead, they quietly stood, leaving in twos and threes.
Jin's eyes narrowed slightly.
There was pity in his gaze, but no intention to speak up.
They were already brainwashed by the Will of Fire. If he dared to tell them the truth, they might turn on him and report him to the Hokage.
And as a Uchiha, that could very well put him directly on Danzo's radar.
He left the classroom silently and made his way home — or rather, to a place he preferred much more.
The streets were lively, villagers moving like threads in a loom. Jin stifled a yawn as he looked up at the clear blue sky.
A few minutes later, he arrived at Ichiraku Ramen.
"Teuchi-san, one super deluxe seafood ramen," Jin said casually, taking a seat.
He had been a regular here ever since he transmigrated.
Partly because he couldn't cook — years of eating takeout in his past life had killed that skill — and partly because his parents' passing left him with enough savings to afford good meals.
But more importantly, he wanted to build a good relationship with Teuchi.
When the storm finally came — and he knew it would — Ichiraku might be one of the few safe havens left in Konoha.