Chapter 194: Disadvantages of the Transformation Technique and Casting Materials

Based on years of experience hanging around the backyard, I know that newly spawned NPCs more or less have a brief loading process. Taking advantage of the fact that the pure white humanoid creature that had just spawned hadn't moved yet, Uchiha Gin leaned in to observe it.

"Hmm, the purity is fine; there isn't a speck of black."

Circling the motionless White Zetsu a few times and finding no mysterious black accessories hidden on its body, Uchiha Gin muttered to himself, secretly thinking,

Why didn't it spawn one with a "great filial son" so I could collect some interest in advance to vent the hatred in my heart?

Just as Uchiha Gin was exclaiming what a pity it was, the White Zetsu's originally dull face twitched slightly, its hollow eyes slowly filling with curiosity. Its pupils shifted slightly, and when it locked eyes with the person in front of it, the excitement in its eyes was plain to see.

White Zetsu had just wanted to open its mouth to say hello, but found it couldn't control its body. It could only watch as its entire body, like a Venus flytrap, opened a hideous, gaping maw and lunged toward the still-pondering Uchiha Gin.

"Oh? Loading is finished, then? Let's make this quick; I still have to perform on stage tomorrow."

Feeling the eerie aura rushing toward him, Uchiha Gin didn't take it to heart. The color of his eyes changed as he willed it, and three tomoe appeared in his dead-fish eyes.

Under the infusion of Uchiha Gin's chakra, the three tomoe in his right eye began to spin rapidly. A long-unseen black lotus suddenly bloomed, instantly enveloping the White Zetsu that was still poised in mid-air.

【Amaterasu】

"Sizzle, sizzle~"

Without any extra screams or desperate resistance, the White Zetsu, which had been full of vitality just a moment ago, turned into a wisp of blue smoke with the final few sizzling sounds and dissipated into the world.

Uchiha Gin closed his eyes, and the black flames, now lacking a target, slowly extinguished, leaving not a single trace behind.

"Backyard daily random skill refresh: 【Transformation Technique】. Obtained Transformation Technique *1."

Huh? It's actually this ninjutsu.

Uchiha Gin raised an eyebrow, recalling this ninjutsu that wasn't very famous in the original work. During the Fourth Ninja World War, the White Zetsu army used this move to infiltrate the Allied Forces, causing everyone quite a bit of trouble.

"But it seems to have come at just the right time. I was just worrying about the actors' makeup and costumes; now I don't have to worry about giving away the game. Hehehe."

Thinking of the function of this ninjutsu, Uchiha Gin couldn't help but laugh out loud; it was truly like being handed a pillow when one is sleepy.

Happily strolling back home, Senju Itama was cleaning up. Seeing Uchiha Gin with a strange grin on his face, he subconsciously retreated a few steps, holding the broom up to his chest with a look of wariness in his eyes.

"Stinky brat, what kind of look is that?"

Uchiha Gin frowned. Had he been too kind to this kid lately? It was time to let him recall the fear of being dominated by a knuckle-rap, so he slowly paced forward.

"Don't come near me!"

Senju Itama let out a piercing scream that left him dizzy. Looking up at the dust shaken down from the ceiling, Uchiha Gin rubbed his injured ear, unable to help but feel stifled.

"What's wrong with you again?"

"Hmph! Sister Toka has already told me about those magazines! You dirty guy, don't even think about touching me!"

Waving the broom in his hand with great force, Senju Itama gritted his teeth and warned him; he had to protect his chastity with his life.

"Huh?"

Hearing this, Uchiha Gin was stunned for a moment. Just as he was about to offer a rebuttal, he suddenly seemed to remember something. A bashful smile appeared on his face, and he whispered a temptation to the indignant Senju Itama,

"Tsk! You little brat, if you want them, just say so. At your age, I was incredibly curious about that kind of stuff too~"

Having said that, he didn't continue to blame Senju Itama for his rude behavior, but instead generously indicated that as long as the brat asked, he could pick whatever he wanted from his private collection.

"Hmph~"

Listening to Uchiha Gin's explosive statement, Senju Itama wanted to continue arguing, but remembering his current identity, his fiery heart instantly cooled. He turned his head away and snorted coldly, as if he held the man's temptation in contempt.

"I'm in a good mood today, it's a rare opportunity. You won't get such a good deal next time."

Uchiha Gin raised his eyebrows, pulled out his bag, and persisted in trying to sell it to Senju Itama.

The result was only a roll of the eyes filled with deep disdain. In the end, he had to sheepishly retract his outstretched hand and awkwardly scratch his cheek.

What an ungrateful brat. If you don't study hard now, there will be a time later when you'll be crying and howling on the bed.

Cursing inwardly, Uchiha Gin didn't continue to pester him and went straight back to his room to start studying the newly learned Transformation Technique.

He closed his eyes and sensed the chakra within his body. As his thought arose, a faint light shimmered over his entire body. When Uchiha Gin opened his eyes again, he found he had become the person he was thinking of.

"Sure enough, even the aura is exactly the same."

A crisp, cold voice rang out. Uchiha Gin looked at himself in the mirror in surprise. From the inside out, he had become someone else's likeness; if one didn't use super-strong perception, it would be impossible to detect any flaws.

"But it's a bit troublesome; this technique requires the chakra of the person being transformed into to be cast."

Uchiha Gin sighed helplessly. Where was he supposed to find the chakra of other actors now?

"Should I go to the Senju clan grounds?"

The thought had barely flashed through his mind before he extinguished it instantly—no time for that!

Wait~ Didn't Uncle have a fight with them a few days ago? Maybe there are still some scraps left; if I scrape them off, they might barely be usable.

Thinking of this, Uchiha Gin couldn't sit still. He pushed the door open and ran toward Uchiha Tajima's office in a flash.

Hope Uncle is still working overtime.

"Huh? Wasn't that old woman knocked unconscious? How did she come running out of the curly-haired baboon's room again?"

Senju Itama, who hadn't rested yet, heard the commotion outside and poked his head out of his room to check. He frowned in confusion as he watched Uchiha Hikari dart out of Uchiha Gin's room like a bolt of lightning.

Uchiha Gin, speeding along the road, noticed that his field of vision had become taller. He realized he was still transformed into Uchiha Hikari using the Transformation Technique, so he immediately found a hidden corner and restored his original appearance.

"That's right, is not working overtime worth your salary?"

When Uchiha Gin arrived at the Clan Leader's building and saw that the lights were still on in the office, he breathed a sigh of relief.

"Creak~"

Bypassing the guards' alert, Uchiha Gin took two steps in one, quickly leaped onto the building, pushed open the window, and jumped inside.

"Why don't you ever use the front door, you brat?"

Uchiha Tajima, who was working at his desk, looked at his eldest nephew who had flipped in through the window, put down his pen, and said helplessly.

"Didn't you say our plan had to be kept secret?"

Uchiha Gin curled his lip and retorted with sound logic.

"Fine, fine. It's so late, what's the matter?"

Uchiha Tajima sighed, looked at the impatient Uchiha Gin, and asked kindly.

"Uncle, you said you fought with the Senju brat a few days ago, right?"

Time was tight and the task was heavy, so Uchiha Gin didn't beat around the bush and chose to get straight to the point.

"Huh? That's right. Is my word that lacking in credibility?"

Uchiha Tajima was so angry his beard went crooked. His great achievements were actually being questioned by this kid as fake. It seemed it was time to train this eldest nephew and see what his strength was really like.

"Yes, yes, yes. Since you fought, did you leave any traces of the opponent's chakra on your weapon?"

Uchiha Gin was very confident; even if there was only a tiny trace of chakra, he could simulate it.

"No, Uncle was bare-handed at the time, and I beat those two brats until they were howling!"

Uchiha Tajima shook his head, indicating that he had relied solely on his iron fists to send the two guys from the Senju clan running for their lives.

"If you don't brag, we can still be good uncle and nephew."

Uchiha Gin rolled his dead-fish eyes and said very helplessly.

"It's true! I used Susanoo to fight those two kids; I really didn't use a weapon."

In the end, Uchiha Tajima confessed what he had done.

This is difficult; you can't leave chakra traces on a Susanoo!

It seems I'll have to make a trip overnight. I hope I'm in time.

Having made up his mind, Uchiha Gin prepared to set off immediately to sneak into the Senju clan grounds and collect the chakra of those two brats.

"Wait, my Susanoo indeed doesn't leave chakra traces, but there might be remnants elsewhere."

Watching Uchiha Gin's disappointed retreating back, Uchiha Tajima thought for a moment and called him back.

Afterward, the two of them slipped out of the window together and, after a few flashes, arrived at an open space outside the clan grounds.

"Hehe, Uncle, it wouldn't be that there are traces of you being hammered on your own face, would it?"

Uchiha Gin remembered what his cousins had said about Uncle returning with his face covered in blood. His imagination ran wild, picturing Uchiha Tajima having his face smashed by Hashirama's Buddha statue, and he couldn't help but laugh out loud.

"Cease your nonsense."

Uchiha Tajima looked at Uchiha Gin's mocking eyes, his teeth itching with anger. It seemed it was time to let him see Uncle's true power.

Thinking this, a scarlet glow appeared in his eyes. The three tomoe spun and merged, turning into a familiar shuriken pattern. A silver-gray light rose behind him, and as the light intensified, it finally transformed into a silver-gray half-body giant.

"Wow~ Uncle, this Susanoo of yours is truly full of 'Ultra' flavor!"

Looking at the silver-gray Susanoo enveloping Uchiha Tajima, Uchiha Gin couldn't help but exclaim, because the appearance of this Susanoo was seven parts similar to the Father of Ultra he knew in his previous life.

The same body color, two giant horns pointing to the sky on its head, two egg-sized eyes embedded in its smooth face, and a circle of whisker-like protrusions on the mouth mask—it was majestic, yet carried a hint of being beaten.

"'Ultra' flavor? What does that mean?"

Uchiha Tajima, inside the Susanoo, heard Uchiha Gin's roast and asked curiously.

"Don't worry about it. As long as your opponent isn't a 'Gouba' face, you are the invincible God of War."

(End of chapter)