"Heart of Steel" is a powerful piece of equipment in a certain game. Its effect is quite straightforward: if you charge at someone with it, you can become stronger. Uchiha Ci is no stranger to this item; he is a seasoned player of Steel Door Sain, having participated in countless battles and achieved a level seven rank. The main tactic is to make your mark and claim your prize—if you dare to hit me, then that prize is yours! The more you give, the stronger you become, the tougher you are! Now, just when he wants to sacrifice himself, such a talent appears. It shouldn't affect his insurance fraud plan, right...? Uchiha Ci remains expressionless, but deep inside, he begins to feel a hint of unease. However, he knows nothing about this talent right now, and the will of Heaven hasn't provided any user manual for it. The urgent task is still to take on a mission from Elder Uchiha Shana. While the external circumstances haven't responded yet, he needs to get himself to the battlefield quickly so that Iwagakure or whatever can chop him down. Completing the insurance fraud plan is the top priority! Yet, Uchiha Ci feels a bit anxious. When he turns around, he realizes that the source of his anxiety is standing right beside him: this guy named Uchiha Shisui, who is actually a little devil, suddenly curls his lips into a gentle smile and whispers softly, “Uchiha Ci, don’t worry, I’ll take on the mission mobilized by the elder!” “You should focus on training within the clan now.” Uchiha Ci feels a chill run down his spine, his forehead dripping with sweat, thinking, “Big brother, why aren’t you focusing on the young master of the Fugaku family? Why are you so fixated on me?” Without hesitating, Uchiha Ci dashes out of the crowd, just before Uchiha Shisui can react, excitedly raising three fingers to the sky, swearing in a loud voice: “Elder!” “Rebuilding the glory of the Uchiha clan is our duty!” “I’m not afraid of danger; please let me go to the battlefield!” Uchiha Ci strides forward, his voice resonant and melodious, lingering in the air. He earnestly raises his arm, his expression resolute: “Whether it’s the torrential rain of the Land of Rain or the fragrant hot springs of the Land of Soup, nothing can shake my will to dedicate everything to the Uchiha clan!” “If someone must be sacrificed, then I hope that person—” “Must be me!” As his words fall, everyone can’t help but glance over, their gazes tinged with admiration. “Who is this guy’s subordinate? How could he be so brave?” “Ci-kun! How could you...” Uchiha Shisui wanted to stop him, but it was too late; he suddenly shows a look of shock, his tone filled with sorrow. Although it has only been a short time, he has already come to believe that Uchiha Ci is a companion who shares the same will and can be trusted with his back! But how could he just throw himself away like that...? ??? Ah, is this what it feels like to lose a companion? This, this, this... Uchiha Shisui's face turns red, overwhelmed by a strong impulse to drag Uchiha Ci back home and give him a thorough beating. Uchiha Shisui’s eyes, which had reached a critical point from training, had unknowingly turned crimson. A tomoe spins rapidly in his blood-red Sharingan, exuding a sense of sadness. The trigger for his awakening is named: the loss of a companion. Like fate, it has triggered early within him. However— “You’re not capable; you’re too weak.” Elder Uchiha Shana frowned, glancing down at Uchiha Ci, thinking, where did this idiot come from? He’s just a Uchiha genin without an awakened Sharingan; what’s the difference between him and trash? As he finishes speaking, Uchiha Ci’s resolute expression freezes. His sharp features seem capable of cutting someone! The boy's embarrassment is deafening! Did you hear that? Uchiha Ci’s heart is crying~! [Uchiha Shana despises you.] At this moment, in Uchiha Ci’s eyes, a huge red dot suddenly lights up on Uchiha Shana's face. It blocks out the sun, almost obscuring Uchiha Shana’s expression. But those eyes, filled with disdain, are revealed, as if engraved on Uchiha Ci's heart, making him feel a surge of anger. Although his buddy is indeed a bit useless right now, Elder, if you tear open a wound like this, I’m going to be angry too! If you break my wings, I will surely ruin your paradise! “Elder!” Uchiha Ci’s face turns serious as he takes another bold step forward, speaking sternly: “This isn’t about being trash or not!” “I know my abilities are limited, and I haven’t awakened my Sharingan!” Uchiha Ci raises his voice: “However, for a genin to participate in war, it’s not necessary to take on the duties of the frontline!” “Most of them operate on the fringes of the battlefield doing some supportive tasks.” “Besides, other clans are sending genin to the battlefield in the Land of Rain,” “And if we Uchiha don’t send any, wouldn’t that make other clans look down on us?” Hearing this, everyone is momentarily stunned, then they look at Uchiha Ci with horror. What he said makes sense, but the person he’s arguing with is someone who has assassinated the Second Hokage! Moreover, he is the leader of the hawkish faction, the elder of the Uchiha clan! His influence in the Uchiha clan can be described in four words—power, authority, unstoppable! You little brat, are you really that bold? Who gave you the courage? Uchiha Shana’s face darkens in an instant, thinking, “Did I just give this kid face?” A genin who hasn’t even awakened his Sharingan dares to counter his opinion? This is truly like a little pig climbing a tree; he’s getting too cocky... However, Uchiha Shana suddenly has a thought. What he needs is precisely this kind of talent, right? Uchiha Shana squints his eyes, pondering for a moment; he, as the hawkish leader, is responsible for cultivating hawkish members in the clan, and this naturally goes beyond just talent. Character is of utmost importance! Especially those who are stubborn, extreme in personality, and willing to spill blood for the Uchiha’s tomorrow until they reach eighteen! And this kid, the more stubborn he is now, the more loyal he is to the clan! During a coup, wouldn’t he be the one shouting and beheading Sarutobi Hiruzen? For Uchiha Shana, an expert in coups, he can guarantee: no one understands coups better than him! Someone like Uchiha Ci is simply high-quality cannon fodder for a coup! Therefore, this kind of talent must not be allowed to die in such a ridiculous task for Konoha! With this thought, Uchiha Shana’s expression shifts from gloomy to sunny, even cracking a sly smile. The people present can’t help but shrink their necks, feeling a chill run down their spines. Even Uchiha Ci feels a bit nervous. It’s not that he fears this old man; he’s just thinking, if this old man gets angry and kills him, would that count as part of the insurance? [It does.] The will of Heaven immediately gives him an answer in his mind. Uchiha Ci’s eyes suddenly light up. Now, he’s no longer anxious, nor is he out of breath; he straightens his back and glares back fixedly. Uchiha Shana almost bursts out laughing at the little glare from Uchiha Ci. Uchiha Shana forcibly suppresses the strong urge to drag this kid away and beat him, taking a deep breath while thinking of his vision. He decides... to give this kid a way out... He immediately returns a cold glare and coldly scolds: “Naive, ridiculous!” If the battlefield were really as beautiful as Uchiha Ci described, the Uchiha wouldn’t mind sending some genin to experience it. But reality is often more brutal... Those sent to the battlefield can’t even be called ninjas; they are cannon fodder. Uchiha Shana coldly stares at Uchiha Ci: “You little brat, do you not understand human language?” However, Uchiha Ci grins defiantly, stretching out his neck and patting himself, looking just like a piece of meat at a butcher’s stall: “So what? Elder, if you have the ability, go ahead and chop me!” “If you can’t kill me, let me go to the battlefield!” With this defiant comeback, it feels as if he has touched some critical point. Uchiha Ci immediately hears a crisp sound in his ear—[Ding!]