I Began Selling Jars from Naruto World

Chapter 1 - Transmigration and System

Shen Mo opened his eyes with some difficulty as his mind slowly started running again, and he tried to figure out where he was. It was an unfamiliar wooden room. He was covered with worn out thin quilt while lying on the tatami floor directly. He put a hand on his head and tried to get up but he was unable to muster the strength to do so and gave up.

"System," he called within his mind. A faint but distinct screen of light appeared within his consciousness. It clearly wasn't an illusion. He was just an ordinary game designer on a certain blue planet who suddenly got a System out of nowhere that started some sort of countdown right away. He was unable to stop it and could only use this "Universal Transaction System" to leave behind a huge amount of money for his family with a life insurance policy.

Shen Mo felt terrible. A lot of people dream of transmigration and making a name for themselves but this system basically abducted him, forcibly stripping him of his normal life. It was clearly made by someone. Regardless of who the bigshot that made it is, he will find them.

He silently laid on the floor for sometime and gradually accepted his circumstances. Since there was nothing he could do about it, might as well make the most out of it. As long as one didn't set too high standards for oneself, life could be bearable anywhere.

Shen Mo started sizing up the Universal Transaction System. It was easy enough to understand how it worked. Items traded from others, regardless of what it may be, could be exchanged for "Transaction Points" in the system that would allow him to buy anything he wants from the system's Merchant Layer. He even saw Doraemon's time machine among the items, although the points needed for it had so many zeros that he didn't bother counting. However, it was a genuine time machine!

"There should be some restrictions." Shen Mo muttered as he scrutinized the terms of transaction. It said that both parties must voluntarily agree to the transaction and the value of the transaction must be within a range of 0.5x~5x. He currently had 100,000 Transaction Points. It was the leftover from when he had exchanged his three years of savings from work to buy the insurance policy. Something like a cup of instant noodles for example, cost 5 points. Fortunately, it was not the type of system where the prices kept changing from time to time.

"Ah, I had almost won this time." Suddenly from outside the room came a woman's voice. Shen Mo went on guard and put a bunch of powerful defensive items in the shopping cart as quickly as he could. The wooden door crudely opened as a woman wearing light grey sleeveless shirt came in. She had pale golden hair with golden pupils and, more importantly, massive breasts. Tsunade Cosplay? Having watched quite a few anime in his life, Shen Mo instantly realized the character this person was cosplaying as.

"So you're awake." The woman cosplaying as Tsunade smiled as she looked at him and then sat down beside him in unladylike manner. She stretched out her hand and said, "I saved your life, so out with the cash." From the moment the woman came in and started to talk, Shen Mo had used 30,000 Transaction Points and bought a "Japanese Language Comprehension". He saw another woman dressed up like Tsunade's disciple, Shizune, come into the room. He had an inkling of what was going on.

Shizune sat down in seiza and explained, "You see, we found you unconscious on the road and brought you in for treatment." In actuality, Tsunade's words on finding him were: "This guy must be a rich young master with such fair and soft skin. I'm going to charge him ten times the normal medical fees!" Of course, there was no way Shizune would mention such a thing.

"So that's how it is." Shen Mo replied in fluent Japanese that he had just learned. "I'm grateful for you treating but can you give me something to eat? Something liquid would be best."

"Hmm, very well." Tsunade stood up indifferently, "Shizune, I'll leave this guy in your hands. Don't let him run away until he has paid us the treatment fees." She had inspected the man's body beforehand. His muscles were untrained and he had no chakra, so he was just an ordinary rich man. It was nothing new for her to treat those with thick pockets for some cash that she could use for gambling.

Shizune complied with Tsunade's order. She told Shen Mo to not move recklessly and that she will bring over his food a bit later. Shen Mo watched them go as his nerves finally relaxed.

With how they looked, the possibility of them being cosplayers was low. Assuming that it is their true appearance, did I really crossover over to Naruto world?

"Hmm, this might be quite advantageous to me." He could use his familiarity with the world and knowledge of future developments to lead a comfortable life. For example, he could sell to, say, Tsunade a "Life Token" for 5 times the highest price. In fact, if he didn't have to consider converting the transaction into Transaction Points, he could easily exceed 5 times as Tsunade had a demand for the item.

"However, selling things that the other party needs is only the lowest level of transaction." The corners of Shen Mo's mouth slightly rose, "Selling items that the other party doesn't require is the best way to maximize benefits."

In the previous world, there was a saying: Selling a comb to a monk. This kind of deception was rather common in games where you had to open jars. Isn't Tsunade known as "The Legendary Sucker"? It would be a pity to let go off this opportunity.

Shen Mo ate some of the liquid food to restore his strength while placing some more life saving items in the shopping cart so that he could use them at moment's notice if needed and then started preparing for his first transaction. He told Shizune that he wanted to settle the matter of the medical service and then was brought to Tsunade. From what he had asked before, he knew that the current plot was after the Third Shinobi World War and it had already been more than 10 years since the Fourth Hokage sacrificed his life.

Tsunade was drinking sake from a small bottle by herself, a tinge of red had appeared on her skin, a sign of being drunk. From her smoking hot body, it was hard to believe that she was in her fifties. Despite having seen innumerable actresses in movies or TV shows, he couldn't help but acknowledge her beauty.