Chapter 1
"OMG! I can't believe the masked man is actually Uchiha Obito! Holy shit, why did Obito control the Nine-Tails to attack the Leaf Village back then? He even fought against his former teacher, the Fourth Hokage, Minato Namikaze! Damn, Kishimoto really cooked with this plot twist. The foreshadowing is so deep—I gotta keep reading!"
In a small rented apartment in G City, a young man shouted in disbelief while staring at the Naruto manga on his computer screen...
Just as he moved the mouse to click the next page, his vision went black. The entire apartment plunged into darkness.
"Fuck! A blackout at the worst possible moment?! No way my luck is this bad… Huh? Why do the neighbors still have electricity? Must be a tripped breaker. Should I call the landlord? But the next chapter of Naruto… Screw it, I'll just flip the switch myself."
Muttering complaints, Du Ziteng grabbed a stool, placed it by the door, climbed up, and opened the breaker box. Sure enough, one of the switches had tripped.
He breathed a sigh of relief. Thinking he could soon get back to reading, he reached up and flipped the breaker back on.
Beep—crackle—
"Ah! Son of a bitch!"
A powerful surge of electricity shot through him. Du Ziteng's body convulsed as everything went dizzy. Before passing out, he still managed to curse one last time.
Then, a strange blue light flashed, and the young man vanished from the dark apartment, leaving only a faint crackling sound behind.
...
Naruto World – Konoha Village, late at night.
In a shabby old house on the outskirts of the village, a mysterious blue light suddenly appeared in a room on the top floor, enveloping the sleeping blond child in bed.
The light lingered for a few seconds before disappearing. The golden-haired boy slowly opened his sleepy eyes and immediately complained in a childish voice:
"Fuck! It actually electrocuted me… What the—?!"
The young-sounding voice startled him. All sleepiness vanished in an instant. He flipped over on the bed—
"Ouch!"
Because of his terrible sleeping posture, he rolled straight off the bed and hit the floor hard. A three-year-old kid falling from the bed naturally hurt like hell.
While still dizzy from the fall, a ethereal voice suddenly rang in his mind:
"Ding! Please choose two chakra nature affinities from the following: Water Release, Fire Release, Earth Release, Wind Release, Lightning Release, or Grass Release…"
"Huh? What's going on?" The blond boy climbed up from the floor, full of question marks. Was he still reading Naruto? For a moment he even forgot why his voice sounded so childish.
"Ding! You have 3 seconds left to choose. If no selection is made, the opportunity will be lost…"
"Three seconds?! Fine, whatever—Fire Release and Grass… Grass Release! Wait, what the hell is Grass Release?"
"Ding! Selection successful. Your chakra affinities are Fire Release and Grass Release. Below are twenty Grass Release ninjutsu techniques. Welcome to the Naruto world. Take care of yourself from now on. Goodbye…"
The mysterious voice vanished abruptly, as if it had never existed.
"Wait, what was that? Hey—Ahhh!!!"
Another wave of pain hit. The blond boy clutched his small head and rolled on the floor in agony as a massive amount of information flooded into his brain.
After a long while, he finally recovered. The first thing he did was rub his aching temples.
Then his eyes suddenly widened. He stared in disbelief at his own small, pale hands before instinctively touching his face.
"Ahhh!!"
A high-pitched scream echoed through the quiet night. Even outside, people could hear it clearly.
Under the dim streetlights, two middle-aged Konoha ninjas were startled by the ghostly wail. They immediately drew their kunai and looked around vigilantly, only to realize the sound came from the top floor of an old house.
The man on the left cursed, "What the hell is that Nine-Tails brat screaming about in the middle of the night? What an idiot!"
"Shh! Don't say that word out loud. If the Third Hokage hears it, we'll be in trouble. It's under a gag order," the man on the right quickly reminded him.
"Uh… sorry. Let's get out of here."
After the two left, the scene returned to the room. The blond boy walked to the mirror, using the moonlight to see his reflection. He froze completely.
"Fuck! Are you kidding me?! I actually transmigrated… I got electrocuted to death by that damn breaker… Ah, Xiao Yi, my goddess… I won't be able to secretly protect you anymore. You have to take care of yourself… Don't miss me too much…"
After venting a flood of complaints, Du Ziteng finally accepted his new reality.
He turned on the light, looked around the simple room, and then at himself in the mirror. His eyes suddenly lit up.
"This is… Uzumaki Naruto?! My luck is insane! I actually transmigrated into the protagonist of Naruto!"
That meant he would meet Sakura, Hinata, Tenten, Ino… and the beautiful women like Kurenai Yuhi, Anko Mitarashi, and most importantly—the legendary Tsunade!
Hehe. Since he was here, he might as well enjoy it. As the saying goes: "When in Rome, do as the Romans do." That's right—he was going to collect all of them!
Du Ziteng's mind was already filled with excited fantasies. He suddenly felt thrilled about his transmigration.
"Wait, what was that voice in my head earlier? Fire Release and Grass Release…"
As soon as he thought about it, new memories surfaced, along with the names and hand seals for the Grass Release techniques.
C-rank Grass Release ninjutsu (3 techniques):
Thorn Entanglement Spiked Vine Whip Dead Leaf Assault
He quickly read through them. His jaw dropped, then he burst into wild laughter.
"Novels were right! Transmigrators really do get a golden finger! Grass Release might not be as strong as Wood Release, but it's still powerful and even comes with a paralysis poison effect. Nice!"
There were also 5 B-rank, 7 A-rank, 3 S-rank, 1 SS-rank, and 1 SSS-rank techniques.
After skimming the B-rank ones, Du Ziteng frowned. Most required Chunin-level chakra control. Higher ranks were even worse. Looking at them now would only make him frustrated, so he decided to master the three C-rank techniques first.
He turned off the light, lay back on the bed, and muttered to himself:
"Original Naruto was such an idiot. He only knew how to play pranks and seek recognition. He didn't realize that starting training early was the best choice. If he waited until he was seven to enter the Academy, he'd waste the golden years. No way I'm doing that. For the next two years, I'll focus on physical training—known here as taijutsu!"
(This story's setting: Naruto and his peers enter the Ninja Academy at age 7. It's a five-year program, graduating at age 12.)
With his plan set, Du Ziteng gradually fell asleep.
The next morning, Naruto (formerly Du Ziteng) secretly slipped into the forest behind the village and began his taijutsu training.
With memories from his previous life, training his body was a piece of cake. Running, push-ups, sit-ups, pull-ups, tree climbing, swimming—he did everything that could build physical strength.
Because he was only three years old at the start, he used a gradual approach, slowly increasing intensity and repetitions. It was tough, but he knew one thing clearly: without strength in the Naruto world, you die.
Two years passed in the blink of an eye…
A small but sturdy figure stood by a river in the forest behind Konoha, bathed in sunlight and brimming with confidence. After two years of training, the current Naruto was a full head taller than his canon self at the same age, and his slim body already showed signs of powerful strength.
Naruto scratched his short golden hair and grinned.
"Right now, even taijutsu specialists like Neji and Kiba probably can't beat me. I'm already five years old. In two more years, the Uchiha Clan Massacre will happen. I need to start training ninjutsu seriously!"
"Damn it! That stupid system only gave me Grass Release techniques and nothing for Fire Release. Not even the most basic Great Fireball Technique! How am I supposed to roast fish now?!"
Muttering curses, Naruto turned and headed back toward the village, still wearing that trademark goofy smile on his face.
The villagers still looked at him with disgust just like in the original story, but Naruto didn't care. With two lifetimes totaling nearly thirty years of experience, he just wanted to live happily. Why bother with what others thought?
In the Hokage Tower, the Third Hokage watched through his crystal ball and sighed softly.
"It seems that boy Naruto has finished his secret physical training over these two years. I don't know what he's been up to, but having the will to become stronger is a good thing. Minato… I'm truly ashamed…"