Analyzing the Ninja World Starting from Konoha

Chapter 218 If you don't have talent, you can only cheat.

Being honest and open is called "sincerity," while being exposed is called "deception."

The two are completely different in nature.

"Although my initial intention was to learn technology, after spending time with everyone here, I sincerely hope that this place can continue to exist."

Aoba looked around, his tone sincere.

"Although I cannot become your leader, I can recommend someone to take charge."

As he spoke, he turned his gaze to the red-haired girl beside him and said with a smile, "Honoka-san is the most suitable candidate."

"I?"

Honoka was stunned; she never expected Aoba to recommend her.

The eyes of everyone else also turned to her.

"I...I can't do it!"

She instinctively waved her hand in refusal.

"You were one of the first people Professor Oak took in, and you know the base better than anyone else."

Qingye listed them one by one.

"You are a descendant of the Uzumaki clan, possess the Adamantine Lock, and are the only one capable of suppressing rampaging summoned beasts. More importantly, you, like them, are a part of this island."

"You are the perfect person to lead everyone in rebuilding our homes."

Honoka opened her mouth, wanting to refute, but seeing the other researchers around her nodding in agreement, she swallowed back the words she was about to say.

Believe in yourself, you can do it.

Aoba looked at her encouragingly, "And I'll stay and help you too."

Hearing the last sentence, Honoka's heart inexplicably calmed down. She bit her lip and finally nodded heavily under everyone's gaze.

"I...I'll give it a try."

Honoka's eyes held a hint of unease, but more than that, they were moved by the trust placed in her.

And so, with Aoba's encouragement, Honoka became the nominal new leader of the Island of Oblivion.

Aoba is the man behind Honoka Uzumaki!

In the days that followed, Aoba and the others worked together to clean up and repair the ruins of the base.

Although the core area was destroyed, many core devices remained intact. The giant worm's target was living organisms, and it had no interest in mechanical equipment.

This is also the scene where, more than ten years after the original storyline, the Yamato Squad arrives here, and the giant fleshy worm is still soaking in the hatching pool.

So the reconstruction work was actually quite easy; the biggest project was the repair of the walls and ceilings.

Taking advantage of the fact that most of the summoned beasts on the island are dead and there is a shortage of manpower, Aoba made a "small request".

Aoba pulled Hidan aside and said that besides this guy, he had also saved a group of homeless people.

"Some of them were the elderly, weak, sick, and disabled who were cruelly exiled by the Daimyo of the Land of Lightning, while others were innocent children who were kidnapped by evil organizations for experiments."

"There are still too few people on the island. I want to bring them here to settle down."

Hearing that they were all elderly people and children, Honoka had no reason to refuse.

She has been thinking about whether to hire more staff these past few days, but people's hearts are unpredictable, and she is afraid of hiring some people with ulterior motives.

But now that Aoba has actually brought a group of children, that's wonderful!

Exiled clansmen, kidnapped orphans.

She was all too familiar with these experiences.

After the destruction of the Land of Whirlpools, she was in the same situation, homeless, wandering around, and used as a tool.

"Of course! Aoba, you're such a kind person!"

Honoka's eyes reddened with emotion.

Soon, under Aoba's arrangement, the dozen or so elderly and weak members of the Blood Pool clan, as well as the twenty or so children rescued from Hyde Base, were all brought to this island.

When the researchers on the island learned of the tragic fate of these people, their gazes toward Aoba were filled with even greater reverence.

It turns out that Mr. Aoba is not only incredibly powerful, but also such a kind and good person!

With the addition of fresh blood, the island has been revitalized.

Seeing the children playing in the open space, everyone smiled again after a long time.

"Honoka, I have an idea."

Aoba said softly, "These children have experienced hardship and have the talent to become ninjas. Before coming here, they had already learned how to refine chakra."

"But ninjas shouldn't just be fighting and killing, becoming cold-blooded killing tools."

Aoba looked at Honoka and said earnestly, "They need proper guidance so they can have the right to choose their own lives!"

"I want the researchers on the island to take turns teaching them and guiding them onto the right path. Only by mastering knowledge can they truly control their own destiny instead of becoming cannon fodder in the war."

These words struck Honoka's heart like a heavy hammer.

In this cruel ninja world, everyone raises children as future fighting forces, but only this man is truly considering the future of these children.

Honoka stared blankly at Aoba's profile, her heart involuntarily quickening.

This man always manages to say things that touch her heart.

"I understand, Aoba, I completely agree with you!"

Honoka nodded emphatically, her eyes shining with determination.

Thus, a strange sight appeared on the Island of Oblivion.

A group of researchers began tutoring a group of teenagers.

Everything is gradually getting back on track.

On this day, inside the newly built temporary medical laboratory.

Looking at Ryoichi, who seemed a little nervous, Aoba asked, "Are you ready? The surgery might be a bit painful."

"It's alright, Lord Aoba! This little bit of pain is nothing."

Ryoichi's eyes were incredibly firm.

Aoba nodded, gesturing for him to lie down on the operating table.

He was going to perform an eye transplant on Ryoichi.

Aptitude and talent, though invisible, are undeniably real.

Even if Ryoichi were given a White Zetsu arm, it wouldn't be enough to completely transform him. Perhaps after more than ten years of hard work, Ryoichi would become a slightly stronger Jonin.

But that's all. In a future where gods are fighting, they'll at best be considered slightly higher-level cannon fodder.

Since I lack talent, I'll have to resort to cheating!

Replace his eye with a real blood dragon eye!

With the help of the auxiliary chip, Aoba had already figured out the secret of the Blood Dragon Eye.

The eye transplant surgery proceeded exceptionally smoothly thanks to Aoba's superb medical ninjutsu.

After connecting all the optic nerves and chakra pathways, Aoba took off his gloves.

"Try opening your right eye."

Ryoichi slowly opened his right eye, and his originally ordinary black pupil had been replaced by a scarlet dragon eye.

Unlike ordinary transplants, thanks to Aoba's improvements and adjustments, this Blood Dragon Eye can be opened and closed freely like the Byakugan, avoiding the awkward situation of Kakashi's Sharingan being unable to be closed.

Ryoichi moved his eyeballs, and his scarlet eye technique slowly activated.

In an instant, the world before him underwent a dramatic transformation.

In the field of vision, all living organisms containing blood were marked with a striking red outline, and the trajectory of blood flow within their bodies could even be clearly seen.

"Is this the power of the Blood Dragon Eye...?"

Ryoichi gasped.

"How are you feeling?" Aoba asked.

"Better than ever before!"

Feeling the surging chakra within him and the strange vision coming from his right eye, Ryoichi excitedly exclaimed, "I feel... I can clearly see the flow of blood!"

Aoba's gaze fell upon Yekura, who was waiting outside the laboratory.

"Give it a try."

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