"It really is a talent-type item!"
The hand holding the cluster of light couldn't help but tremble, and Jokichi's breathing became a bit hurried.
How high was Kakashi's talent?
One of the few in the entire ninja world to max out all seven attributes, the Copy Ninja, mastering over a thousand ninjutsu, Konoha's king of showing off, Hatake Fifty-Fifty, and using the Sharingan even better than an ordinary Uchiha.
Before going to school, he mastered ninjutsu belonging to the level of an official ninja. During his school days, he once took on two and instantly defeated two Konoha Chunin.
Graduated at five, Chunin at six, Jonin at thirteen, created the A-rank ninjutsu Chidori himself, and became famous in the ninja world as a youth.
Such a growth trajectory...
Cheating among a crowd of non-cheaters, this is exactly what it refers to!
While Jokichi, despite having a Sage Body and the Sharingan, as well as divine artifacts that helped comprehension like the Top Student Glasses and Hat of Wisdom, his physical talent was merely average.
Knowing how to do it and being able to do it are two different things.
Understanding it at a glance, but messing it up as soon as he does it, this exactly describes his type.
Naruto was the same.
Before accepting the Sage of Six Paths' power and reaching the realm of all creation, his training speed had always been very unideal.
But Kakashi was different. Whether it was his personal comprehension ability or his physical learning ability, both were extremely powerful.
"Absorb."
He silently chanted in his mind.
The cluster of light quickly merged into his body, and Jokichi once again felt that indescribable profoundness.
Then it returned to calmness.
Nothing could be seen on the outside, but Jokichi knew that his physical talent had already been changed.
He now couldn't wait to train and see the specific changes.
However...
Listening to the pitter-patter sound of the rain outside, and feeling his wet clothes.
"I had better wait a bit!"
Jokichi regretfully curled his lips, and then checked the remaining three items.
A palm-sized iron lock, a palm-sized metal awl gleaming with cold light, and a book.
The iron lock was quite weighty, feeling heavy in his hand.
The metal awl was the same.
As for that book, it looked no different from an ordinary book. The cover left one to endless reverie, but flipping it open, one could not find any explicit pictures. It was just a text record, looking like a novel.
"Domain Mirror: Forms its own domain space. Activated by thought. Upon activation, it pulls the illuminated person and the holder together into the domain space. In the domain space, neither side can defeat the other. Target: 1 person. (Note: The more the captured person's strength exceeds the holder's, the shorter the trapped time, or they may even be unable to be pulled in.)"
"Lock of Guilt: Conceptual item. Specify a target. If the other party feels guilt and self-blame in their heart, the Lock of Guilt will ignore distance and appear inside the target's body. The stronger the sense of guilt and self-blame, the heavier the Lock of Guilt will become, making the target's heart heavy and hard to breathe. Target: 1 person. (Note: When a person's sense of guilt reaches a certain degree, it will cause their life to fade away.)"
"Secret Technique: One Thousand Years of Death: A sure-kill move Kakashi practiced for many years. It has a miraculous effect against idiots."
"Pure-Hearted Youth: A classic pure love novel. After reading it, it will let you experience the beauty of youth."
"Nani?"
Jokichi flipped Pure-Hearted Youth left and right, looking completely bewildered.
The source of this book was easy to guess, nothing more than the dirty book Kakashi never put down for ten thousand years.
But...
"Why is it a pure love novel?"
Jokichi was very puzzled.
Shouldn't it be an indescribable book?
He thought left and right, and finally remembered a blurry memory.
It seemed, in his previous life, on a forum.
In a thread where someone uploaded the contents of the Naruto databooks, it was said that Make-Out Paradise was actually not a dirty book, but a cheesy romance novel.
However, because of the special environment of the ninja world, it unexpectedly became a bestseller.
Could it be...
"That is true?"
A few question marks popped up over Jokichi's head.
If this were true, then Kakashi, who frequently revealed a perverted expression while reading romance novels, could truly be called a pure-hearted youth.
At the same time, it could also be understood why he, a single dog, was able to say words as if he were an experienced love master to Sakura and Sasuke at the end of the Fourth Shinobi World War.
Temporarily putting aside the discussion of this issue, Jokichi threw Pure-Hearted Youth into the system space and looked at the Domain Mirror.
This thing undoubtedly came from the Fifty-Fifty meme.
Its strategic role was significant, and it could play a role in reversing the situation at crucial moments.
As for the Lock of Guilt...
This thing looked full of deja vu, becoming more obvious the more he looked at it.
However, this thing probably wouldn't be of much use against ruthless and cruel guys, but it was a divine artifact against kind-hearted and honest people.
One Thousand Years of Death, this thing's comedic effect was greater than its practical meaning.
Throwing everything into the system space, Jokichi went to take a shower.
...
Around ten o'clock, the rain stopped.
The sun broke through the clouds and peeked out, making the world suddenly much brighter.
Jokichi changed into a set of black training clothes, grabbed the bamboo umbrella, opened the door, and left.
He returned the umbrella to Mrs. Yamanaka, and then impatiently ran towards the 39th Training Ground.
With his talent changed, he could no longer wait to test the changes in his body.
The rain had just stopped, which was precisely a good opportunity for the second stage of the fire-attribute chakra nature transformation training.
The first stage of the fire-attribute nature transformation was to make chakra possess burning characteristics, while the second stage was to train the intensity of the burning.
Generally speaking, it involved burning a water-containing large tree in a damp, non-flammable place.
As long as this step was achieved, then one could learn Fire Release or imbue weapons with attribute shape transformations.
Arriving at the 39th Training Ground, Jokichi found a large tree by the river that took three people to wrap their arms around.
He pressed his hands against the trunk, felt the dampness and life transmitted from the bark, and then channeled chakra.
"Poof!"
Flames erupted from his palms. They were very weak, only leaving scorch marks on the bark, not even able to dry out the moisture.
But with each attempt, the flames erupting from his hands became more and more vigorous, hotter and hotter.
Although he did not succeed in one leap, there was obvious progress every time.
Jokichi thought for a moment and separated thirty shadow clones to train at the same time.
He focused his mind, placing all his attention on the training, not even noticing Ryohei's arrival.
Time slowly passed, and the sun set in the west.
Ryohei, who had been watching silently, suddenly called a stop: "That is about enough."
Jokichi snapped back to reality from his training.
He looked at Ryohei, then looked at the sun that was about to fall below the horizon, and nodded gently.
"Poof, poof, poof..."
The thirty shadow clones turned into smoke and disappeared. Exhaustion assaulted his mind, incredibly heavy, making his whole body ache and giving him a splitting headache.
But along with the fatigue came a massive amount of training experience.
Jokichi shook his head, forced himself to perk up, and propped one hand against a large tree that took five people to wrap their arms around.
Next, he formed a hand seal with one hand.
"Poof!"
Flames erupted, instantly swallowing the large tree.
The tree, over ten meters tall, burned fiercely, illuminating the darkening forest.
Countless birds and beasts were startled and fled in all directions.
The silent forest seemed to liven up.
Jokichi retreated a distance. Feeling the heat wave in front of him, a trace of a smile was squeezed out of his face numb with fatigue.