Uchiha Lin, come on!

"Ring~ring~ring~"

The first ray of sunshine in summer had just passed through the Huoying Rock, and the crisp alarm clock rang at the same time.

Immediately after the alarm clock sounded with a youthful rhythm, a small white hand was forced to stretch out from the quilt and fumbled to find the cat alarm clock.

Don't ask him why the macho man uses a cat alarm clock. This is distributed uniformly among the clan. You can change the color and appearance without having to choose.

And as this vaguely characteristic palm technique of Brother Ying was used, the noisy ringtone finally obediently canceled the idea of ​​disturbing people's dreams, and was able to avoid triggering the plot of being broken into parts by a certain boss.

After a few more minutes, Lin's petite little head came out from the quilt with a bit of blush. Her bright almond eyes blinked, causing her slender eyelashes to dance up and down.

After lazily rubbing the pillow again secretly, he looked up at the scenery outside the window that had just dawned. After hesitating for a while, he finally got up.

Life is not easy, Arlene sighed.

Speaking of which, my younger brother Shisui is still too unreliable.

After dinner last night, I originally wanted to ask Shisui what his chances were of passing the security department's physical test based on his ability to fight against him.

As a result, the little brother didn’t know if he was addicted to eating, and he kept talking about eating issues back and forth.

Especially that sentence:

"It's simple and delicious. The rice doesn't stick together. How about we eat together from now on! Lin-chan."

He was so shocked that he was so scorched on the outside that he wasn't even sure whether he was being flirted with by Shisui's little brother.

He had no choice but to make an excuse to care about little brother Shisui's rest, and after making an appointment to continue practicing together at the training ground this morning, he sent him back in a hurry.

In fact, having multiple people and multiple pairs of chopsticks is not a problem. Shisui's strength and character are also first-class and reliable in the original work. If it weren't for a series of operations that coincided with the system's full luck value, he would have wanted to meet other people. nothing.

However, the system he was bound to was completely incompatible with an innocent god of war like Shisui!

Shisui can extract up to two thousand bond points in a day. This is the truth learned after these two days of practice.

This means that if you rely solely on wool to stop the water, it will take five days to save one round for ten consecutive rounds!

But the Third Ninja War was about to begin, how could he wait leisurely for his little brother's helpless support.

Unless he is willing to follow Shisui...

No unless.

Therefore, it is imperative to leave the comfort zone and find a new lamb. Only strength can ensure that you will not be inexplicably killed by a passing masked boss who no one loves in the various "nights" in Konoha.

This was also the reason why Lin got out of bed early today regardless of the soreness in her back caused by a day of special training with Shisui yesterday.

The silly guy next door has used more than ten years of travel experience to tell countless children who love to stay in bed that being late is one of the biggest obstacles to becoming a Pokémon Master.

After washing up delicately, I first put on a slim-fitting long-sleeved dress, a pink skirt, and the most important safety pants, I chose a black type that is slightly shorter than the skirt.

After preparing breakfast and lunch, Lin practiced "Pure and Desirable Smile" again in front of the mirror, then closed the door and left the house.

The reason why she had to dress up delicately but not put any makeup on was because after these two days of study, Lin, who was originally an upright and true 6?1 man, had some experience in how to effectively obtain bond points from boys.

Although the teenage boy is obviously a visual person, he still maintains the innocence of not knowing the world. What he likes is the type of young girl who is the president of the literary club.

For example, the first love of a Kassel student council president was a young literary president of a literary club wearing flowing white clothes and smelling of tea and white lotus blossoms.

So now he has slim long sleeves that outline the youthful figure of a "boy", paired with a knee-length skirt as pale as cherry blossoms, and even the safety pants are carefully hidden.

Coupled with a gentle, sweet, and peaceful smile, one can imagine its power over adolescent boys.

The bento in hand plays the role of the elf ball.

After all, it’s the 21st century. How can there be sales where you stand and chat all day long?

The lambs come with a whole body of wool. In order to squeeze out the lambs better and collect all the lambs' wool, there is no need for a mere lunch.

Anyway, anyone who has ever seen it has a high chance of getting ingredients in ten consecutive draws.

Not to mention this lunch box, if you really can't find any other lambs, you can still feed Shisui's little brother in exchange for bond points.

Having made up her mind, Lin looked at the twilight Konoha at 05:30 in the morning. The smoke from the cooking pots was accompanied by the faint sounds of conversation, and the silence was full of vitality.

The occasional appearance of various ninjas gives people an infinite sense of security. After all, the reputation of Konoha ninjas has long been resounding throughout the ninja world.

It is precisely because of the existence of these ninjas that the impact of the Third Ninja World War on Konoha is still minimal.

Looking at the streets that were slowly getting more crowded, Lin took a deep breath and started running.

His outfit today was different from his previous outfits. The safety pants were shorter than the skirt, and the coolness brought by the gentle movement of the lotus steps further aroused his straight man's heart.

The horizontal comparison is that boys are forced to wear formal clothes, and they are unwilling to do so. When they look in the mirror, they most likely feel like they are selling insurance or doing sales.

In other words, the shame level is immediately filled up.

This made Lin notice the gaze of Sora Uchiha, the aunt of the Uchiha clan's concierge opposite, and she took a lunge and started running towards the training ground.

On the way, Lin thought about it and smiled and nodded tactfully to Aunt Uchiha Sora, gaining some bond points.

Very good, every bit of bond value now will become his strength to hit Uchiha Obito, Uchiha Itachi and Uchiha Madara in the future.

Unfortunately, Lin took off her skirt. When she arrived at the training ground, she couldn't help but be dumbfounded. On the huge ground, it was a clean and tidy place with empty seats. In short, I don't know whether it was because she came too early, but there was no one around.

This gave Lin a somewhat unreliable ideological understanding of the Uchiha clan's daily training.

Master Lin's originally confident expression suddenly became speechless.

But even after coming, it was impossible to go home directly, so Yilin put down her lunch, took out her shuriken and kunai, and continued to practice the Uchiha-style shuriken throwing technique.

Lin's many years of gaming experience told him that the powerful new skills that could be obtained through lottery only determined the upper limit, but turning skills into instincts was the real strength.

In addition, I have to say that the quality of Shisui's set of ninja tools is really top-notch, and it is extremely easy to practice.

"Pap! Pap! Toot!"

The sound of weapons being thrown one after another resounded throughout the training ground for a while.

All the way into the woods, a figure quickly appeared with his arms swung and running.

"If you can't run [-] times, walk on your head for [-] times! If you can't walk on your head for [-] times, do [-] push-ups! If you can't finish the push-ups, use your fingers...five...hundred..."

Here comes the lamb!

Moreover, with these iconic words and the exercise method that is obviously torturing the body, there is no need to think about the identity of the person who came.

So Lin paused with the action of throwing shurikens, and then combined it with the [Walking Miko] passive, without leaving any trace but carefully, using an action that has a better-looking posture, while taking into account practicality and training volume.

Come here, little brother Metkai, the second lamb, I have no regrets in my youth!

Lin looked at the watermelon-headed boy in green tights who was running from the same place, mumbling something, and a business smile on his face instantly filled him with a beautiful aura like a white lotus.