Konoha: I am the Copy Ninja

Chapter 1 001. A system of self-castration

Konoha 54 years.

When late summer turns to early autumn.

The Country of Fire, Konoha East Street.

In a house of more than 200 square meters.

A five or six-year-old boy in pajamas sat on the bed, frowning, and kept kneading his sore legs from excessive exercise.

The side effects of strenuous exercise really cannot be relieved overnight.

He is the only owner of this house, Feng Benzhe.

After changing his clothes, Feng Benzhe went out with a basket of vegetables.

Konoha in the peaceful era, the wind and the sea are calm.

There are a variety of shops, as well as the laughter of children running up and down the street.

Feng Benzhe's mood is out of tune with this place, a little melancholy.

He has been in this world for almost six years, and he has lived alone for more than a year.

Who would have thought that he had just attended his grandfather's funeral and woke up to attend another funeral.

Yes, he was reborn through time travel, but the moment he crossed over and opened his eyes, his cheap mother passed away due to dystocia.

From then on, he and his Chunin father depended on each other for life.

When he was four years old, he received his father's death notice.

According to the masked Anbu ninja who knocked on the door, his father went to the border of the Fire Country to participate in the mission of exterminating bandits, but he encountered a large number of ninjas, and then the mission failed and he died.

After that, he took his father's inheritance and Konoha's compensation, and started to live alone. In order to save money, he cooked for himself.

Ordinarily, such a standard parental sacrifice to the sky would require an awesome gold finger.

Feng Benzhe did hear two ding-ding electronic sounds when he was two years old.

【Ding, congratulations on getting the Almighty System】

[Ding, insufficient energy, function adjustment...]

Then it was gone, until now he has not waited for this so-called return of the system.

As for the plot of the Naruto manga, he had already forgotten all about it, until one day he saw that thin child with a fox beard who was about his own age on a street corner, and he realized that he was at the same age as the protagonist ah.

Apart from Uzumaki Naruto, the most famous person Feng Benzhe met most times was Maitekai.

Sometimes when walking on the street, a gust of wind blows by, and then a green afterimage disappears in front of my eyes.

The "konoha proud blue beast" running around the village for "youth" passed by.

"Oh." Sighing, after buying some side dishes, Feng Benzhe finally walked to the door of the butcher shop.

"Boss, I want to buy a chicken."

"Want to cut it for you?"

"need."

"Okay." The store owner rolled up his sleeves and started chopping.

While listening to the sound of the boss chopping meat, Feng Benzhe was forced to listen to his family's family ethics drama.

I heard the proprietress shouting at the top of her voice, and the voice spread from the back of the shop to the front.

"Killer Qiandao, you came back so late last night, did you go out to fool around?"

"Mother, what are you shouting about, don't you see what I'm doing now?"

"What are you doing? You didn't come home on time last night, so I asked you what you were doing. Did you go to find a vixen?"

"Witch, are you finished? Let people see the joke, don't make noise, I'm busy."

"You bastard, you still dare to scold me, my old lady will fight with you"

In the next second, the proprietress picked up the pan and slapped the butcher shop owner on the face.

Feng Benzhe watched helplessly as the butcher shop owner's face was flattened by the pan, and then puffed up again within a few seconds.

In an instant, from 2D to 3D.

"It's scary!" Feng Benzhe muttered to himself.

Just now.

[Ding, I received the demo screen of "The Power of the Pan"]

[Skill Analysis - Copy - Refactoring Completed]

[Congratulations on acquiring the skill "Frying Pan Power"]

A white card the size of a poker card suddenly floated in front of Feng Benzhe's eyes, on which was the picture of the proprietress taking pictures of the butcher shop owner just now.

He raised his hand slightly, and the card landed on his palm.

"System, you've finally come back to life." Feng Benzhe shouted excitedly in his heart, and ran towards his home excitedly carrying the chicken that was similarly cut by the butcher shop owner.

"Hey, kid, I haven't given you change yet."

The butcher shop owner turned his head and complained to his wife:

"Look at you, scaring away all the guests."

……

Wind home.

After stuffing the bag of chicken into the refrigerator, he called "system" a few times in his heart, but did not receive any voice reply.

Feng Benzhe couldn't help but took out the card he got just now and began to study it.

In addition to the painting, there are a few lines of writing below.

The power of the frying pan: Housewives can also become deadly women, and small kitchen utensils can also become offensive weapons. Those hit by this skill will temporarily freeze their brains and lose their thinking.There is a certain chance to irritate the opponent.

Feng Benzhe squeezed the card of the phone, and the card immediately turned into crumbs, turning into a white light that penetrated into Feng Benzhe's eyebrows.

In an instant, Feng Benzhe mastered various methods of using the frying pan.

How to cook non-stick pans, what angle hurts the most when hitting someone, how to hit someone without leaving marks, etc.

"It's really a practical skill." Feng Benzhe's mouth twitched, "Should I buy a frying pan? It's time to change the kitchen utensils at home."

system!

System, say something!

Feng Benzhe kept shouting, but there was still no reply.

"Shouldn't you be castrated and leave yourself with nothing left? I don't know how to activate your function again later? At least an instruction manual!"

"Is it possible to copy someone else's move just by seeing it?" Feng Benzhe could only guess by himself.

"Gollum, Gollum."

Accompanied by the sound of hungry stomach, Feng Benzhe started cooking.

For one person to eat, one meal is enough.

I can still cook the home cooking from my previous life.

Chop the tomatoes, beat the eggs, and put the oil in the pan.

Tomato scrambled eggs, all together.

The next day, Feng Benzhe, who had finished his breakfast early, hurried to the ninja school.

Participating in the ninja school entrance examination, the admission list will be announced today.

On the day of the assessment, more than 800 five- and six-year-old school-age children ran on the playground of the Ninja School to test the most basic endurance and physical strength.

In addition, there is a test question that tests normal intelligence and basic common sense.

In front of the bulletin board at the gate of the ninja school, many parents and children had already gathered.

They had the same purpose as Feng Benzhe, they all came to see the admission list.

The crowd was so dense that Feng Benzhe couldn't see anything even if he stood on tiptoe, so he had to take advantage of his figure and squeeze into the gaps in the crowd, and finally saw clearly the several forms posted on the bulletin board.

When he saw his name and identity information, he breathed a sigh of relief.

Although the death rate of ninjas is high, and in the later stages of the kage class, the ninjas are not as good as dogs, but for civilians, they die more randomly.

After entering the ninja school, you can be stable for at least six years.

Feng Benzhe looked at the form carefully and counted the names on it. A total of [-] children were admitted. In the last column of each name, they were divided into five classes: A, B, C, D, and E. .

He also saw a more familiar name - Haruno Sakura.

Hyuga, Uchiha and other members of the big family did not see any of them.

"Probably these are civilians who were admitted. I don't know how many children those big families will arrange to enter the ninja school." Feng Benzhe guessed.

Seeing the result, Feng Benzhe slowly stepped back and got out.

Less than one in eight acceptance rates.

Many people cheered, but many parents and children were crying.

"Mom, did you see, it has my name."

"Great, I got picked."

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo"

"My child is only five years old, can he take the exam again next year?"

"Forget it, find a place to be an apprentice, work early, start a family early..."

Listening to these happy or sad voices, Feng Benzhe sighed, it's just an entrance examination, how can it be like Fan Jinzhongju?
On the way home, Feng Benzhe walked into a ninja shop.

In fact, there are some ninja tools used by his father at home, but he still decided to buy a new one, and there is still a sense of ritual.

There are already many people in the store, and the school is approaching, which is when their business is good.

The clerk knew people very well. When he saw him looking around, he guessed that he was a student who was about to enter school, and said enthusiastically:
"Brother, do you want to buy ninja gear? Can you take a look at the novice bag specially launched by our store?"

"What bag?"

The clerk opened a ninja bag, which contained three shurikens, one big kunai and one small kunai. He stretched out three fingers and said with a smile: "This set only costs 3000 taels. It is configured by the students of the school, which is very suitable for beginners like my little brother."

Feng Benzhe didn't know whether the price was cheap or expensive.

After hesitating for a while, I finally decided to buy it.

Come here, just treat yourself as a reward.

(End of this chapter)