Attribute conversion from Konoha

A hazy dream.

Fragments of memory flowed by quickly like water.

The past of an ordinary civilian ninja in Konoha slowly appeared in his dream.

Dark night in Ueno.

An inconspicuous commoner in Konoha Hidden Village.

His parents were also civilians and opened a small restaurant in Konoha that could barely make ends meet.

A gentle mother and an upright father, he has a harmonious family.

Originally, my whole life might have passed like this. Even if I became a ninja, I would have chosen to move towards a civilian career.

Unfortunately, some things don't go as expected.

My parents' small restaurant accidentally provoked two members of Konoha's wealthy Uchiha clan.

The other party did not take action directly due to his identity, but the Uchiha clan's reputation was too great and its influence was too strong, causing the small restaurant's business to plummet.

My parents' bodies are also getting thinner because they are too busy maintaining the family.

Finally, in the second year of attending ninja school in the dark night, he passed away one after another.

The young Heiye kept his parents' words in mind and did not take any drastic action.

He just silently planted the seeds of hatred in his heart.

Going to school, going home, studying, living day by day under the so-called orphan pension.

Hatred, instead of fading away with the passage of time, instead fermented in his young heart and gradually sprouted and grew.

at last!

Successfully graduate from ninja school.

Just when he thought the hatred in his heart finally had a chance to come true, the cruel reality hit him once again.

With mediocre talent, no matter how hard he tried, he could never catch up with those geniuses, let alone shake the huge Uchiha clan.

The bone-chilling reality allows hatred to ferment deep in the heart.

Reluctance has become the biggest emotion every day.

Soon, he saw hope again.

Entering the Konoha Information Group with excellent cultural achievements, I finally have the opportunity to come into contact with the legendary "Sealed Book"!

The pent-up hatred suddenly erupted at this moment.

The possibility of revenge blinded him and made him desperate.

The Third Ninja War breaks out!

When Konoha mobilized a large number of troops to the front line, the internal guards were empty, and the data room was even neglected.

He's on it!

Drunk the senior who holds the key to the secret room of the Sealed Book, and avoid the security checks and sentries that he has to go through every day.

Enter the secret room and successfully open the sealed book!

Just when he couldn't contain his excitement, the restriction on the sealed book was triggered.

In a hurry, he could only simply and quickly scan some of the contents recorded in the Sealed Book, and then flee wildly before the guards arrived.

Escape from Konoha!

However, in the process of escaping, he was caught up by Konoha Anbu. As a civilian worker, he was not very effective in combat. He was seriously injured and hid in a cave.

Everything after that will be known...

drizzle.

The gentle drizzle of rain fell on my face.

Heiye slowly opened his tired eyes and sat up with his sore body.

The confusion in his eyes slowly dissipated.

"One more... reason to destroy Konoha..."

He understood why Night stole the Sealed Book.

Because for a mediocre person like him, the Sealed Book has become the only hope in his heart to achieve his goals.

Although he failed, he did remember a few forbidden techniques deep in his memory.

It's cheaper for him now.

"Just think that I...got the reward you advanced in advance..."

Like whispering, like babble, like assurance, like longing.

Let’s settle old and new grudges slowly.

Thinking back to what happened yesterday, I still can't help but sigh.

The feeling of escaping from death is very exciting.

But the scars all over his body were a fact he couldn't avoid.

After defeating three Konoha Anbu, he endured the pain and finally left the border of the Land of Fire with his will and entered a country he had never been before.

He didn't have much time to repair himself, and immediately fell into a coma after getting out of danger.

Fortunately, it was not snatched away by any wolf or beast.

"With a body like this, I'm afraid I can't even be considered a genin, right?"

Helplessly smiled.

【Ueno Dark Night】

[Faction: Konoha Rebellious Ninja]

[Strength: genin (50~99)/chunin (100~150)]

[Stamina: 10/25+]

[Strength: 10/25+]

[Speed: 10/30+]

[Spirit: 20/30+]

[Total: 50/110]

"Fortunately, after taking a rest, the chakra level has recovered a bit."

This is probably the only good news he has received so far.

He stood up unsteadily on his knees.

He looked up at the dense woods behind him, and then at the unknown dark clouds ahead.

Sigh lightly.

It's better to find a place quickly to recover.

Without the appropriate medicine, the huge wound on his body and some rain could cause infection at any time and aggravate the injury.

Spend 10 points of spirit and add it to your physical strength, barely allowing yourself to move without injuring your wounds.

Picking up a branch as a walking stick, he walked step by step towards the unknown direction.

I don't know how long has passed.

I just feel hungry, and all the cells in my body are complaining of hunger.

He fled Konoha in a hurry and didn't prepare any supplies or ninja tools at all.

Now there is only one kunai left in the whole body.

Maybe the goddess of luck knew about his difficulties yesterday and finally favored him a little this time.

A town appeared in sight.

The depressed spirit of the night was slightly lifted.

Before entering the city, put away the Konoha ninja forehead protector on your head.

Ninjas are not popular everywhere. What they gain more is that they are feared by others.

Dilapidated houses, muddy streets, and residents walking in twos and threes hidden under raincoats.

The first impression one feels is of poverty and hardship.

He walked alone on the street in the dark night with a cane, and except for the occasional indifferent glance that passed over him, he didn't attract much attention.

"In war, ordinary people are often the most injured." I sighed silently in my heart.

But with his current ability, there is no possibility of changing this situation.

Suddenly, his nose twitched slightly.

Light food aroma.

cuckoo-

The stomach makes a dull sound, and stomach acid is secreted quickly after feeling the smell of food, stimulating cells throughout the body and craving for food.

After a little hesitation, Hei Ye couldn't help but walk towards the scent.

He is very hungry now and is seriously injured. If it were not for the adjustment of his attributes, it might be difficult for him to even walk.

And under such circumstances, eating is definitely what he needs most at the moment.

He has even made the decision that if he really can't find food, he can only "borrow" some from other people's homes.

Although his strength is greatly damaged, ordinary people are definitely no match for him.

Now that I smell the aroma of food, this idea is sprouting and growing rapidly in my heart, to the point where I can't control it.

When he reached the corner, he was stunned.

The ferocity in his eyes quietly dissipated.

The scene in front of him actually made him feel a trace of human warmth that he had never experienced before in this cold world for the first time.

In the drizzle.

A simple little porridge shop.

Three young boys and girls, with smiles on their faces, were busy handing bowls of steaming porridge to the hungry people waiting in line.

A shy boy with long red hair, a sunny boy with short orange hair, and a gentle girl with purple hair.

The smiles on their faces seemed to have opened a gap in the gray sky, allowing the long-lost sunshine to shine into everyone's heart.

"Yahiko, Nagato, Konan..." They called out their names silently.

While they were sharing the porridge, Yahiko continued to promote their concept of peace, eager for more like-minded people to join them.

The footsteps that had stopped in the dark moved again, reaching the end of the line, enduring hunger and lining up silently.

Ninjas, ninjas, aren’t they people who endure?