Simultaneous Transmigration: We Share a Role-Playing System

"Ignoring evidence provided by CIA informants, Vought International is suspected of multiple crimes, including illegal human experimentation, child abuse, medical fraud, unlawful detention, manslaughter, and inhumane experiments."

"At the same time, the Manhattan battle has also been defined as a superhuman terrorist incident. Former Vought CEO Stan Edgar is suspected of illegally transporting dangerous materials across borders and is now wanted by the police."

At Hugh's home, the group of people—Breastfeeding, the Frenchman, and Hugh himself—were relaxing in the living room watching the news, as the three least injured.

Although two full days have passed, the real impact of the Manhattan battle is only just beginning for the world.

The actual economic losses of $300 billion are secondary; the bankruptcy and liquidation of the Vought Group are also insignificant. The most crucial issue is the world's attitude towards superhumans.

At one extreme point, the battle between Homelander and Locke affected more than 30,000 people, with 5,000 deaths.

Now, the whole world is wary of superhumans. What's even more frightening is that more people have discovered the power of superhumans, which has even pushed forward the temporary order No. 5 that Stan had previously made with the Department of Defense.

Most importantly, with Homelander dead and Soldier Boy missing, the world's strongest superhuman, Locke Kent, is currently in Hugh's bedroom.

go to bed.

————————————————————————————————————————

Hogwarts Locke: "Wow, the trait is shared? Isn't that awesome?"

Pirate Locke: "That's not the key point. The key point is that what we learn can be converted into skill cards, and we can also upgrade them with popularity points. That's the most important thing."

Naruto Locke: "No, no, no, the most crucial thing for me is definitely upgrading to remove negative buffs. Originally, we planned to use the emergency character cards as a means to deal with powerful enemies, but now it seems we can rely entirely on upgrading. Isn't upgrading better?"

Locke in black robes: "You said I wanted Jade, so what about the two thousand I owe? Do you mean I deserve a beating?"

Pirate Locke: "There's nothing you can do about it. After all, the system was crippled back then. But things are better now. We've paid off our debts and we can all save a little. It's enough for us no matter what."

Naruto Rock: "Actually, I have an idea. How about we don't pay it back for now?"

Seeing this, everyone looked at each other in bewilderment, while Hogwartslock, who was responsible for bearing the debt, was the first to offer his opinion:

"I have no objection."

When Nara Locke opened his eyes again, he was the only one left in the training ground.

The last rays of the setting sun fell on the once bustling training ground, but now he was all alone.

In other words, after those annoying little monkeys who were still playing ninja house left, this training ground became his domain!

If that's the case, how can you not try out your new abilities?

Thinking of this, Nara Locke opened his character panel and, looking at the top-notch panel, couldn't help but smile.

Name: Nara Rock

[Bound Character Card: Fushiguro Megumi (Young)]

[Character Trait Slot]

[Protagonist Aura (Fake) - Gold]

Martial Arts Prodigy

【none】

【none】

【none】

[Skill Card]

Armament Haki

[Surge of Killing Intent]

【Water Flow Rock Crushing Fist】

The flame gives me strength.

[Current Popularity]

【562】

"I have everything I need now!"

"You don't need anything, Locke kid."

Hearing a familiar yet unfamiliar voice, Locke looked in the direction of the sound and found a middle-aged man with a muscular build and a weathered appearance standing behind the training field.

"Lord Qufeng, what brings you back?"

Akimichi Torifu had a hearty smile on his face. He used his intact right arm to slap Locke's back twice with great force, but deliberately held back.

"Come on! Accompany this old man to get a good meal! I've been eating dry, bitter makeshift rations every day on the front lines, my mouth is practically tasteless. Roasted meat is no fun to eat alone, you need someone to keep you company!"

The barbecue restaurant in the commercial street of Konoha's southern district was nearly empty due to the intense fighting and limited food supplies; most of the customers were ninjas who had returned from the front lines to recuperate from their injuries.

Akimichi Torifu's physique was already robust, and coupled with his Jonin outfit that smelled faintly of gunpowder, he stood out conspicuously next to the still rather slender Locke.

When the ninjas who came and went saw him, they all hurriedly bowed respectfully and greeted him humbly as "Lord Torifu."

Akimichi Tofu was disturbed and couldn't enjoy himself to the fullest, so he asked the restaurant to change him to a private room, finally getting some peace and quiet.

Since there wasn't much energy expenditure, and he didn't need to replenish his nutrition like before, Locke put down his chopsticks after eating very little and quietly watched Akimichi Torifu.

Akimichi Torifu glanced up and saw his expression. He immediately put down the skewer of grilled meat in his hand and clicked his tongue in feigned annoyance: "You brat, you really are a Nara kid! When you were growing up, you were always clinging to me for grilled meat, eating more voraciously than anyone else; now, you only take a couple of bites and stop, treating the wonderful thing of eating grilled meat like a chore. How disappointing!"

Faced with Qu Feng's blunt criticism, Locke couldn't help but scratch his head and laugh it off to change the subject:

"Haha, Lord Torifu, you're joking. Actually, I just wanted to ask why you came back alone. Where are Shikaku and the others?"

"Don't worry, Shikaku has his father protecting him, and with Minato Namikaze on the eastern front, he won't get into any trouble."

Speaking of Minato Namikaze, Akimichi Torifu turned to look at Locke, then thought to himself, "This kid seems to have a good relationship with Minato Namikaze too."

It seems he can make friends wherever he goes, which is not very Nara-like. The Nara family is full of lazybones, so how come he's the lazy one?

Putting everything else aside, just based on his popularity, this kid will definitely have a great time in Konoha, and no one will dare to cause him any trouble.

"Really? That's good."

Akimichi Torifu took in all the changes in his expression. His face, which had been smiling just moments before, gradually darkened, and a layer of solemnity settled between his brows.

He put down his teacup, remained silent for a moment, and finally spoke:

"By the way, Locke kid."

Locke looked up, a hint of melancholy still lingering in his eyes, and asked softly, "What's wrong, Lord Qu Feng?"

Akimichi looked at his handsome and gentle face, which still carried the purity of a young man, much like Kagami back then.

His Adam's apple bobbed, and after a long period of contemplation, he finally suppressed his concerns and spoke with utmost seriousness, revealing the news that he didn't know whether to be good or bad.

"Perhaps with your intelligence, you have already vaguely guessed that Konoha is currently fighting on four fronts, the war is critical, and the casualties on the front lines are increasing day by day. After the high command discussed it overnight, the Third Hokage has issued an order to allow a group of students from the Ninja Academy to graduate early and supplement the front-line fighting force."

Locke was startled, his pupils contracting slightly as if he couldn't believe his ears. After a long pause, he asked softly, a hint of barely perceptible expectation in his voice:

"So... does that mean our generation is finally going to the battlefield?"

Akimichi Torifu did not avoid his gaze, his brows furrowed, and he nodded solemnly.

He had thought that, given the child's personality, he might become very worried and fearful.

But to his utter surprise, the dejected look on Locke's face was completely washed away by a surge of emotion the next second.

Those dimmed eyes suddenly lit up, like two flames burning, and the corners of his mouth uncontrollably turned up. From the initial astonishment, he gradually transformed into undisguised ecstasy, and even the breath around him became lighter.

The young man clenched his fists, his voice trembling with barely suppressed excitement:

"That's really...wonderful."