Hokage, no one knows better than me how to cultivate talent.

He has always been very interested in illusion magic, and every day when he comes back, he will spend three hours without fail reviewing those materials.

After listening, Kurenai Yuhi casually asked a few questions.

Qiu Shui answered each question clearly and logically, with almost no pauses.

"You've answered so many questions correctly; it seems you've put in a lot of effort lately." Kurenai nodded approvingly, a slight smile playing on her lips. "Now I'll teach you the simplest illusion technique, called the Naraku Appearance Technique."

As she spoke, she slowly formed hand seals.

"The principle behind this technique is to disrupt the opponent's chakra flow, control their visual nerves, and present the things the opponent fears most in their subconscious as illusions." She paused, looked up at Qiu Shui, and said, "To help you better understand the effects of this illusion technique, I'm going to use it on you once. Be prepared."

"I'm all ready, come on." Qiu Shui nodded, holding her breath.

The last mark of the setting sun fell.

In an instant, the scene before Qiu Shui's eyes suddenly distorted and vanished.

When everything came back into focus, he found himself sitting in a noisy factory workshop.

The machines were noisy, the air was stuffy, and his hands mechanically repeated the same action: grabbing a screw from the parts box, aligning it with the hole, tightening it, putting it down, and then grabbing the next one. The assembly line rolled relentlessly forward, never stopping.

His face was expressionless, his eyes were empty and numb.

Behind them, a uniformed supervisor paced back and forth like a ghost, his footsteps sometimes near, sometimes far. Whenever someone was a little slow, his cold voice would ring out: "Hurry up, don't slack off. If I catch you, you'll be fined fifty."

Qiu Shui felt her throat was dry and her wrists ached, but she dared not stop.

His bathroom breaks were strictly limited to five minutes. He would run from his workstation to the bathroom and then rush back, his heart pounding as if it were about to explode. He only had half an hour for lunch, so he wolfed down his food, which was also quite unpalatable.

After a twelve-hour night shift, he dragged his leaden legs back to his dormitory.

Pushing open the door, a stench of sweat, instant noodles, and mold hit me.

The room was for eight people, with bunk beds. The aisle was so narrow that you could only walk sideways. His bed was on the top bunk, the sheets were wrinkled, and dark sweat stains were faintly visible on the pillow.

The coworker in the next bed was snoring. He turned over, and the metal bunk bed creaked.

Qiu Shui stood at the door, looking at the cramped room, and suddenly felt as if a huge rock was pressing on her chest, making it hard to breathe.

Seeing Qiushui's unpleasant expression, Yuhi Kurenai formed hand seals to dispel the illusion.

The scene before Qiu Shui's eyes returned to its original state.

He felt it was a bit absurd. Since transmigrating, he had experienced countless life-and-death situations, but he never expected that the scene he feared most was still the one where he was screwing in screws in his previous life.

Kurenai didn't ask him what he saw. When she first fell under this illusion, she wasn't much better off than Shusui.

"You'll spend the next month learning this ninjutsu, and I'll come back to check on you after a month," Kurenai Yuhi said softly.

"A month?" Qiu Shui asked.

"Don't think it takes too long. Learning genjutsu and medical ninjutsu is much more difficult than learning other types of ninjutsu because the control of chakra must be very precise. Under normal circumstances, it is already the level of a normal person to learn it in a month. If you learn it in half a month, it proves that you have the talent to learn genjutsu. If you learn it in a week, then you are good at learning genjutsu. If you haven't learned it after more than a month, then you don't have the talent to learn genjutsu, and I don't recommend that you waste your time on genjutsu," Kurenai Yuhi explained.

"How many days did it take you to learn your first illusion spell?" Qiu Shui asked, taking a sip of red tea.

"One day," Kurenai replied proudly, as if she had been waiting for Akisui to ask this question.

"Then aren't you a genius of illusion?" Qiu Shui praised without reservation.

"It's just average; it's still far inferior to my father's. His illusion magic was recognized as the best in the village back then." Kurenai Yuhi's face grew even more proud as she spoke.

Next, Kurenai Yuhi explained to Shusui some points to note when practicing the Naraku-ken illusion technique.

Whether it was because Shusui had fused with the Otsutsuki bloodline, or because Kurenai Yuhi was a good teacher, or because he had obtained Yin-attribute chakra a few days ago, he felt that Narakumi's genjutsu seemed very simple and that he could learn it in a few days.

But Qiu Shui didn't say it aloud; she just kept praising her for speaking well.

......

On Saturday morning, Qiu Shui arrived at the third training ground.

Sasuke, Naruto, and Hinata have already started training on their own.

Seeing this, Qiu Shui nodded in satisfaction. Besides liking people who are willing to endure hardship, he also liked people who were self-motivated.

Sasuke is climbing a tree.

With his hands behind his back, he used only his feet to gather chakra and steadily stepped onto the vertical tree trunk, walking upwards step by step. After reaching a certain height, he calmly turned around and walked down backwards. When he saw Qiu Shui's figure, he spun around and did a handstand on a thick tree trunk.

As expected of the Uchiha clan, Shusui's control over chakra, while not as precise as that of the Hyuga clan, was still far superior to that of most ordinary ninjas. In less than a week, he was already able to walk freely in the trees as if on flat ground.

"Sasuke, you've passed your tree-climbing training. Now let's begin your water-treading training." Shusui stepped forward and took out a square towel from her person, handing it to him.

"Yes, Master Shusui." Sasuke took the handkerchief and wiped the sweat from his forehead.

As he wiped his sweat, he secretly marveled at how effective the method taught by Master Shusui was. Yesterday, he practiced the Great Fireball Technique, and both the size and power of the fireballs were significantly improved compared to before. Moreover, the chakra consumption was much less than before. This immediate progress filled him with confidence in his training, and he also regretted not joining such training sooner. If he had joined earlier, he would probably already be learning to walk on water with Naruto and the others.

Shusui brought Sasuke to the riverbank, where Naruto and Hinata were practicing wading in the morning light.

Hinata is already able to walk slowly on the water for hundreds of meters without falling in. Her movements are light and steady, and every step is firm and steady. Her control of chakra is just right. Naruto is far behind. He can only walk about a hundred meters before he falls into the water with a "plop" because his chakra output is inconsistent and disordered.