Sasori's clone stood up and said, "Let me out for a bit longer, I want to make Optimus Prime and the others."
Kairen nodded. "Excellent!"
Beside him, Cannon tugged on Kairen's sleeve.
"Boss, let me out too! I need to complete my Hundred-Man Kill!"
Kairen waved his hand. "Even better!"
Cannon grinned wickedly, feeling his body surge with energy.
The Revolutionary Clone spoke up.
"Give me a few weapon engineers. I'm going to make guns, cannons, tanks... and maybe even atomic bombs!"
Kairen's body twitched. That was industrialization right there—turning war into an art of firepower.
Deidara's clone turned around.
"Likewise. I'll work on those artistic creations too."
Kairen nodded at them.
"Alright. Use the Fire Gun as a base, and with Hundred Transformations, shape the basic structure. But the atomic bomb needs Explosion Release—we'll handle that later."
Both of them nodded.
The Scholar Clone said to Kairen, "Actually, there are many jutsu we can learn ourselves. No need to waste experience points. For example, Healing Jutsu—Tsunade can teach that directly."
"Also, I think the main body should synthesize a research-type clone, like Orochimaru, to store jutsu for us."
"Well said, my good fellow!"
Kairen nodded, looking at a few of the more obedient clones.
One of them stood up. "Let me do it. I'll mimic Orochimaru's attributes."
His form shifted, and the forehead protector on his head changed from the Leaf symbol to one that read [Science].
"From now on, call me Doctor Snake!"
Kairen stared at the slightly androgynous clone. Even with transformation, he couldn't truly look like Orochimaru.
He entered the Infinite Resurrection System and exchanged 100 experience points for Orochimaru's knowledge base.
In an instant, the knowledge of Orochimaru surged into Kairen's mind—Wood Release experiments, cell fusion, biological structure merging, and layers upon layers of advanced research.
Kairen directed a flow of chakra into Doctor Snake's body.
Doctor Snake's aura began to shift, growing more and more like Orochimaru's—eyes gleaming with intelligence and a deep scientific light.
The world believes in Ninjutsu, but only I, Orochimaru, have mastered Science!
The Scholar Clone's eyes lit up. "Main body! Main body! Give me Orochimaru's knowledge too!"
Kairen nodded and injected chakra carrying the information flow into him.
The Scholar slowly absorbed it, his aura of academic brilliance thickening.
He opened his eyes and said to Kairen,
"The main body's template has already reached its peak. If we train for another week, it can be upgraded. That's the most important thing we should be doing right now."
Kairen froze, then glanced at his Special Jōnin template.
Just as the Scholar had said—it had indeed reached its limit. And now, without experience points, he could only train honestly.
But in this era where every transmigrator had a cheat system, complaining about hard work was almost embarrassing.
Who even trains seriously anymore?
Do you train?!
...
After the meeting, Kairen made a summary.
Next, he needed to raise his template to the Jōnin level, while letting his clones research all kinds of jutsu.
Two clones came up to him, one saying, "Boss, I like strong, powerful supernatural creatures. I want to model them!"
Kairen nodded. "Go ahead. Make them cool—like dragons, Nine-Tails, or maybe some Pokémon-style divine beasts like Kyogre or Groudon!"
The other clone chimed in, "Boss, I've always believed in the Light! I want to become..."
"Do as you like. Just make sure we also get a Belial suit while you're at it."
"No problem!"
The clones all went to the Senju Clan's backyard to pursue their passions.
Kairen stood up, stretched his limbs, and prepared to start his training.
If someone with a cheat actually trained, even Might Guy working ten times harder couldn't keep up.
...
When Tsunade returned from the Hokage's office, she heard a commotion coming from the backyard.
Puzzled, she walked over—and instantly saw over a hundred clones bustling around noisily.
The Revolutionary Clone and Deidara Clone were together, working on optimizing an AK design.
The Revolutionary Clone said, "The Fire Gun's too big. We need to make it smaller—like a bullet!"
Deidara's clone nodded and waved Doctor Snake over, planning to have him develop a jutsu to miniaturize the Fire Gun.
"Doctor Snake, take a look at this..."
Doctor Snake hissed softly and nodded.
"No problem. With a more advanced chakra form transformation, I can make it in minutes."
Meanwhile, Sasori's clone had another clone transforming into Optimus Prime, guiding him nonstop.
"Here—make this part sharper! This rotor needs to be sturdier! And this control lever—add a bit of paper on the side for the lady driver!"
"Ga-ga-ga..." The big truck let out a wicked cackle.
Kairen, shirtless, was doing push-ups in the open space, while the Scholar Clone stood beside him with a training plan in hand.
Around them were several clones waving small red flags and cheering him on.
"3002! 3003! 3004!"
"Boss, come on! Almost at ten thousand!"
Kairen exhaled heavily and muttered,
"You've been saying that since my very first push-up."
The Scholar Clone spoke matter-of-factly.
"I've made a perfectly reasonable training plan—ten thousand push-ups, ten thousand sit-ups, ten thousand frog jumps… Don't worry, it's designed to push you to the limit!"
Kairen grumbled, "Gee, thanks a lot."
"No need to thank me!"
Kairen looked up and saw Tsunade standing by the back door, her beautiful eyes fixed on him.
He waved. "Tsunade-san, come on! Let's do push-ups together!"
"You little pervert!"
Tsunade smirked, then turned away.
As she entered the house, a faint smile lingered on her lips. Seeing Kairen so eager to grow stronger made her proud.
"Little pervert… I'll be your sensei from now on."
She whispered softly, glancing at the approval stamp on the application form—it had her name listed under "Supervising Jōnin."
This time, Tsunade had applied to be the supervising Jōnin of Kairen's team.
She was afraid—afraid he would follow the same fate as Dan or Nawaki. This time, she would protect him herself.
"I must overcome my hemophobia," Tsunade muttered, clenching her fists.
Being saved by Kairen twice—she, one of the Legendary Sannin—felt utterly humiliated.
She had to recover her state and reclaim the glory she once had during the Second Great Ninja War.
Seeing Tsunade turn away and ignore him, Kairen looked disappointed.
As the saying goes, when men and women work together, the work is easier.
He had really hoped Tsunade would sit on him during sit-ups for "training purposes."
The Scholar Clone said, "Main body, stop daydreaming. Start your sit-ups already. I can have one of the clones transform into Tsunade to sit on you!"
"Get lost!"