Chapter 117: AI Technology Is Really Not Bad

My name is Uchiha Chiri, I am twelve years old this year. My father sacrificed himself the year I was born, and my mother is just an ordinary housewife.

Six years ago, while doing errands to supplement the household income, I met a very interesting child and became good friends with her.

Uchiha Chiri heard her friend's explosive statement, a look of surprise appearing on her small face. She looked up at Uchiha Gin before her, her expression troubled, her tone carrying a hint of hesitation.

"Mr. Gin, if you really have such thoughts, please hold back for a few years. I am currently..."

"Ahhh! It's all your fault, you little brat, for spouting nonsense!"

Pinning down the culprit who caused the misunderstanding, Uchiha Gin had veins popping on his forehead, his hands clenched into fists, looking like he was about to give the kid a lesson.

"No, don't! Chiri, save me!"

Having experienced the "Iron Fist" sanction before, Itama Senju naturally knew what it felt like. In a panic, he called out to his best friend for help.

Little did he expect that his friend's gentle face would be wearing an ambiguous smile, her eyes narrowed as a faint black aura emerged.

"Ara ara, the relationship between Itama and Mr. Gin is truly harmonious."

Supporting her chin, Uchiha Chiri tilted her head and said with an "envious" look; making a friend take the fall for her came with a price.

*No! I shouldn't have opened my heart to the evil Uchiha; all Uchiha are black-hearted inside! Itama Senju looked at his most trusted best friend in despair, shedding tears of regret.

"Achoo! That brat Huon really has no taste; this is fresh stock I went through so much trouble to get."

In the dungeon, the honest-looking boy, who was secretly flipping through a pixelated book, wiped his nose.

"Little Chiri, I'll take Itama home first. Come visit when you have time; I've prepared plenty of candies."

Feeling refreshed, Uchiha Gin hoisted the foaming-at-the-mouth Itama Senju onto his shoulder, turned his head, and smiled at Uchiha Chiri, who had been watching the show. The diligent and sensible little Chiri was simply Uchiha Gin's dream child.

The difference in quality was clear at a glance.

Glancing at Itama Senju on his shoulder, *this kid is a pure brat.

"Alright, Stalker Mr. Gin."

???

Seeing Uchiha Gin's stunned expression, the "purple-cut-black" girl covered her mouth in shock, and said in a low voice with an apologetic look,

"Oh no, I accidentally said what was on my mind."

This was no place to linger. Uchiha Gin took Itama Senju home, tossed the unconscious brat onto the bed, and left without looking back.

Itama Senju, who had been in a coma, twitched his ears. After hearing the door close, he quietly opened his eyes, a complex emotion revealed in his gaze.

Back in his bedroom, Uchiha Gin began preparing for tomorrow's mission. He reached into the bag gifted by the system, pulled out a pile of equipment, counted them one by one, finally chose three pieces, and put the rest away.

"These three pieces shouldn't get me one-shot, right?"

Uchiha Gin stroked his chin, looking at his chosen equipment with satisfaction.

On his left was the Thornmail he had pulled for the first time, in the middle was the Dragon's Claw necklace, and on the far right was a wooden armor he had pulled later.

"It's a pity I can only wear three pieces, otherwise I'd be taking off right now."

Equipment from the system had wearing restrictions; wearing more than three pieces was ineffective.

Let's go test how the defense effect is.

Uchiha Gin wore the Thornmail as an inner vest, the wooden Warmog's Armor on the outside, and the Dragon's Claw around his neck.

Fully equipped, he felt the intense life force emanating from the gear, which gave him a greatly increased sense of security.

Arriving at the backyard, he stretched his body and found that this equipment did not burden his body at all; it felt as light as nothing when worn.

Just as he was warming up, the air in the backyard stagnated, and a familiar light screen appeared out of thin air, bringing a strange figure.

A new character actually spawned.

Uchiha Gin raised an eyebrow, looking at the spawned NPC, waiting motionless for the other party to make a move.

This NPC had long, straight black hair, a cold and handsome face that was exceptionally pale, and pupils that were not like a normal person's, but rather long and vertical like a snake's. His face looked bewitching and eerie under the embellishment of purple eyeshadow.

This was the first time "Snake Auntie" had spawned; I wonder what skills I can learn.

Uchiha Gin, who recognized the NPC's identity at a glance, thought happily. His current strength was a total crush against ordinary NPCs; it had been a long time since he fought an evenly matched opponent.

Five-Five-Split:???

Might Guy: Fine, fine, fine, next time I'll go straight for Night Guy.

The spawned Orochimaru had dull, lifeless eyes, no different from previous NPCs. It was just unclear why he had been standing there for so long without moving.

"Hey, hey, hey, don't tell me a training dummy spawned."

Uchiha Gin, who had been waiting for an attack for a long time, walked up curiously, preparing to check if something was wrong with this NPC.

Just as his outstretched finger was about to touch the standing Orochimaru, the other party's body suddenly paused, and the snake pupils in his eyes became sharp. Uchiha Gin's heart jolted, and he retreated a few steps.

Frowning as he watched Orochimaru begin to weave hand seals, Uchiha Gin felt a flash of doubt in his heart. Just now, he clearly saw a fleeting, awkward smile in the NPC's eyes.

Before he could think too much, Uchiha Gin noticed a large shadow suddenly attacking him from the front. Looking closely, it was countless venomous snakes surging over like a tide.

【Many Hidden Snake Hands】

One of Orochimaru's signature ninjutsu in the early stages, but for the current Uchiha Gin, the menacing venomous snakes were truly not much to look at, though in terms of creepiness, they far exceeded others.

Low damage, extremely high fear factor.

With the mindset of testing his equipment, Uchiha Gin endured the discomfort in his heart, held his breath, raised his hands to protect his face, and faced the snake tide with his body.

Feeling the fishy, cold venomous snakes slithering across his body, Uchiha Gin couldn't help but get goosebumps.

However, he didn't feel his body being bitten by the snakes. He took a moment to glance over and was surprised to find that the fangs of the venomous snakes couldn't even break his defense.

The Warmog's Armor raised a faint cyan halo, enveloping his entire body, and all the fangs were blocked outside the halo.

With that, Uchiha Gin lowered his hands with peace of mind, waiting calmly for the snake tide to end.

Orochimaru's Many Hidden Snake Hands lasted for a full ten minutes before ending. Watching Orochimaru lower his hands at the end of the snake tide, Uchiha Gin picked his ear and said with a smile,

"Is that it? Is that all?"

It was unclear if the other party understood the mockery, but Orochimaru, who had just stopped, raised his hands to weave seals again, preparing for a second round.

"Bye-bye to you!"

Uchiha Gin, who had been sufficiently disgusted, didn't want a repeat of the previous experience. A long spear crackling with streaks of lightning condensed in his hand, and he spoke lightly toward the distant Orochimaru,

【Chidori Current: God Spear】

The lightning spear in his hand instantly surged, and in the next second, it pierced the chest of the distant Orochimaru, who had just opened his mouth to spit out snakes.

Before being retrieved by the light screen, Uchiha Gin faintly saw the falling Orochimaru reveal an expression of realization.

"Has AI technology advanced that quickly?"

This wasn't the first time he had discovered that spawned NPCs had strange behaviors. Uchiha Gin was completely baffled; could it be that these NPCs were also starting to use AI technology?

(End of chapter)