Traveling through the Ninja World, I unified it

The protagonist accidentally entered a magical world through the system. The protagonist used his talents and resourcefulness to reach the top step by step. He originally just wanted to live in peace and safety, but he accidentally became a peerless hero. Let us wait and see.

Traveling through the Ninja World, I unified it
Chapter 1: Accidental Crossing
Su Yin suddenly opened his eyes and felt a splitting headache. The pungent smell of blood mixed with the smell of damp soil rushed into his nostrils, and what swayed in front of him were mottled tree trunks and a gray sky. He subconsciously wanted to prop himself up, but found that his right hand was in excruciating pain – his palm had been pierced by a hideous wound at some point, and blood was oozing out.
“This is…” He was about to speak when countless unfamiliar memories flooded into his mind like a tide.
He was an ordinary office worker who stayed up late to watch the latest movie of “Naruto” and fell asleep. When he opened his eyes again, he found himself in an unfamiliar forest. The body he occupied at this moment belonged to a Konoha Genin named “Su Yin”. Just a few minutes ago, the original owner was ambushed by a ninja from the Sound Village while performing a mission, and now he lay dying in a pool of blood.
“Ding! Super Ninja World System activated!” A mechanical sound suddenly exploded in Su Yin’s mind, “Host is detected to be in a dying state, automatically binding… Binding successful!”
Su Yin’s pupils shrank suddenly. As a senior anime fan, he immediately realized that he had traveled to the Naruto world and unexpectedly obtained a golden finger.
“System, what functions do you have?” he muttered to himself.
“This system can extract the abilities and talents of all characters in the Naruto world, with no restrictions on use. At the same time, the host possesses top-level learning ability, and can fully master any ninjutsu, taijutsu, illusion, etc. in at most one day.” The system’s cold voice echoed in his mind.
Su Yin was overjoyed, but his reason quickly calmed him down. He knew the cruelty of the Naruto world, and that he would be doomed if he was not careful. The most urgent thing now was to treat the wound first and stay alive!
He endured the severe pain and tore off the corner of his clothes to bandage the wound. Although the original owner’s memory did not have advanced medical ninjutsu, there were still some basic bleeding techniques. After treating the wound, Su Yin began to sort out the current situation.
According to memory, it is still three days away from here to Konoha Village. And the attacker is likely to be nearby and may return at any time to confirm whether he is dead. Su Yin tightened his grip on the kunai at his waist, and his eyes gradually became firm. Since God gave him a second chance and gave him such a heaven-defying system, he would never repeat the mistakes of the original owner.
“System, extract Uchiha Obito’s instant body movement technique!” Su Yin gave the order in his mind.
“Ding! The instant body technique has been extracted successfully. The host can use it at any time.”
A warm current flowed into his body, and Su Yin instantly felt that he had a new understanding of spatial movement. He tried to perform it, and the next second, his figure disappeared from the spot and appeared behind a tree ten meters away.
“Great! With this ability, I at least have a chance to escape when I encounter danger.” Su Yin whispered to himself.
At this moment, there was a slight sound of footsteps in the distance. Su Yin immediately held his breath and dodged into the bushes. Through the gaps between the branches and leaves, he saw three figures in black robes walking towards him – they were ninjas from the Sound Village!
“That brat shouldn’t be able to run far, search him carefully!” The leading ninja had a sinister look in his eyes, and the kunai in his hand was still dripping with blood, obviously he had just been through a battle.
Su Yin’s heartbeat accelerated, but his mind was unusually calm. He quickly analyzed the situation in his mind: there were three people on the other side, and he had just been seriously injured. There was no chance of winning in a head-on fight. But with the instant body technique in hand, he might be able to find an opportunity to counterattack.
He took a deep breath, mobilized his chakra, and prepared to launch an attack at any time. At this moment, the system’s prompt sounded again: “An extractable target has been detected – the Sound Ninja Trio. Do you want to extract their special ninjutsu?”
“Extract!” Su Yin gave the order without hesitation.
Instantly, a lot of knowledge about the unique ninjutsu of the Sound Village flooded into his mind, and the one that caught his attention the most was a skill called “sound wave illusion”. This illusion was activated through a special flute sound, which could interfere with the enemy’s five senses and even directly shatter the internal organs.
Su Yin’s mouth curled up into a cold smile. Since the system has given him an opportunity, don’t blame him for being rude. He quietly took out the bamboo tube he carried with him and played it according to the method he remembered.
The melodious but strange sound of the flute echoed in the forest, and the three Oto-ninjas suddenly stopped. The leading ninja looked confused: “Wait, this flute sound…”
Before he finished speaking, Su Yin had already activated the body-flash technique, and his figure appeared behind one of the Sound Ninjas like a ghost, and the kunai in his hand accurately stabbed the other’s neck.
“Puff!” blood splattered.
The remaining two Otoninus finally reacted and rushed towards Su Yin with roars. But their movements seemed like slow motion in Su Yin’s eyes – the sound wave illusion that had just been extracted had already taken effect, and their five senses were severely disturbed, making it difficult for them to even grasp the direction of the attack.
Su Yin easily dodged the two’s attacks and used another sonic illusion. Under the impact of the harsh sound waves, the two sound ninjas covered their ears in pain, and blood began to seep from their mouths and noses.
“It’s over.” Su Yin said coldly, stabbing out with the kunai in his hand continuously.
Looking at the three bodies lying on the ground, Su Yin gasped slightly. This was his first battle after crossing over. Although he had the help of the system, he still felt a lingering fear. However, this victory also gave him more confidence in the future.
“System, check the currently available capabilities.” Su Yin said in his heart.
“Ding! Extractable abilities detected: Sound wave illusions, basic physical skills, and low-level ninjutsu of the Sound Ninja trio. Do you want to extract?”
“Extract all.”
Another warm current flowed into his body, and Su Yin felt that he had become more proficient in controlling chakra. He knew that in this world where the strong are respected, if he wanted to survive and achieve his goals, he had to keep getting stronger.
After dealing with the battlefield, Su Yin headed towards the direction of Konoha Village. He knew that this was just the beginning. What awaited him ahead would be a more brutal challenge, but he was ready.
As night fell, the moonlight shone in the silent forest. Su Yin’s figure gradually disappeared into the night.
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Chapter 2: Undercurrent
The night was as dark as ink, and Su Yin was running fast in the forest under the moonlight. Although the wound had been treated initially, the dizziness caused by excessive blood loss still came from time to time. He touched the scroll he had looted from the body of the Sound Ninja in his arms – it was a document marked “confidential”, which might contain clues that would allow him to gain a foothold in Konoha.
“System, scan this scroll.” Su Yin hid in a cave and unfolded the yellowed parchment.
“Ding! A secret alliance between Otogakure and Sand Village has been detected, which involves Konoha’s defense weaknesses and the assassination plan for the next Kazekage.” The system’s voice made Su Yin’s pupils shrink. In the original plot, Sand Village and Otogakure joined forces to attack Konoha’s Chunin Exam, which was the beginning of a dramatic change in the ninja world.
“Extract all the information from the scroll.” As the data streamed into his mind, Su Yin’s mouth curled up into a sneer. Since fate had let him know the conspiracy in advance, this “Battle to Defend Konoha” might be an opportunity for him to rise in secret.
Three days later, the giant wooden door of Konoha Village slowly opened in the morning light. Su Yin mixed in with the caravan and walked into the village, deliberately hunching his back and concentrating his chakra to the minimum. His eyes swept across the laughing ninja children on the street, and suddenly he caught a glimpse of a familiar orange-yellow figure at the corner – Uzumaki Naruto was squatting at the door of the ramen restaurant, wolfing down noodles.
“It’s still as single-celled as ever.” Su Yin whispered to himself. At this moment, the system suddenly sounded an alarm: “Danger aura detected! Rooftop behind left!”
Su Yin instinctively fell forward, and a black figure passed over his head like a ghost, and the sharp kunai rubbed the ends of his hair and nailed into the ground. He turned over and jumped up, activated the instant body technique, and pulled away in the blink of an eye. Looking closely, the attacker was actually a ninja wearing an Anbu mask.
“You are not Su Yin.” A hoarse voice came from under the mask, “The original owner’s chakra fluctuations would never be so obscure.”
Su Yin’s heart sank. The original owner was unknown in Konoha. If it weren’t for the Anbu’s advance investigation, they would never have noticed anything unusual. He quickly extracted the sound wave illusion he had just absorbed and formed a seal with his fingertips: “It seems that someone doesn’t want me to hand over the information alive.”
The sound of the flute suddenly rang out, and the pupils of the Anbu ninja suddenly contracted. But to Su Yin’s surprise, the other party actually bit through the tip of his tongue and used the pain to dispel the illusion: “Interesting, but do you think the Anbu are all vegetarians?” As he said that, he formed seals with his hands, and the ground suddenly cracked into spider web-like cracks, and countless chains broke out of the ground and entangled Su Yin tightly.
“Curse Seal Release!” Strange purple lines appeared on the neck of the Anbu ninja, and his speed increased several times, with his sharp claws going straight for Su Yin’s throat. At the critical moment, Su Yin forcibly mobilized his chakra and instantly extracted Orochimaru’s “Shadow Snake Hand” – several black snakes sprang out from his sleeves and entangled the opponent’s arm.
“How can you know this technique!” The Anbu ninja was shocked and angry. Su Yin took the opportunity to break free from the chains, activated the instant body technique again, went around behind him, and pressed the kunai against his back: “I know much more than you think.”
At this moment, a familiar sound of footsteps was heard in the distance. Su Yin caught a glimpse of white hair from the corner of his eye – it was Hatake Kakashi! He acted decisively and kicked the Anbu ninja. While the other party was stumbling, he stuffed the scroll into Kakashi’s hand: “Senior Hatake, the conspiracy between Otonin and Sunagakure!”
Before Kakashi could react, Su Yin had already disappeared at the alley entrance. He hid in an abandoned warehouse, his heart beating like a drum. The battle just now seemed thrilling, but in fact, he did it deliberately – only by passing on the information in an “accidental” way could he avoid suspicion.
“System, analyze the identity of the Anbu ninja just now.” Su Yin wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth.
“The characteristics of the curse seal detected match those of Danzo’s Root organization, and it is speculated that he is a Root member.” The system’s answer made Su Yin narrow his eyes. It seems that in addition to external threats, the undercurrents within Konoha are equally tricky.
As the night deepened, Su Yin quietly sneaked into the Konoha Library. His goal was the forbidden area, where the key to quickly improve strength was hidden. Avoiding patrolling ninjas, he relied on the memory provided by the system to find the secret door hidden behind the bookshelf.
“Multiple Shadow Clone Technique… Impure World Reincarnation…” Su Yin quickly browsed through the scrolls, and finally locked his eyes on a dusty ancient book – it was a fragment of the “Flying Thunder God Technique”. Although it was only part of the content, it was enough for him.
“Extract the Flying Thunder God formula.” Su Yin closed his eyes, and complex space-time runes emerged in his mind. At this moment, hurried footsteps suddenly came from outside the library. He made a prompt decision, put the fragment back in place, and performed the instant body technique to disappear into the darkness.
After returning to his residence, Su Yin collapsed on the bed. The experience of this day was thrilling, but it also made him more clearly realize that in this world, if you want to hide your identity and achieve your goals, you must tread carefully at every step.
“System, how long is left until the Chunin Exam?” he asked in his mind.
“There are still 27 days left.”
Su Yin clenched his fists. 27 days was enough time for him to prepare a “big show” that would change the direction of the ninja world. Outside the window, the lights of Konoha’s thousands of houses gradually went out.
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Chapter 3: The Hidden Stakes (Old Version)
Chapter 3: The Hidden Stakes Are Initially Established
The morning mist had not yet dissipated, and Su Yin squatted at the top of the waterfall in the back mountain of Konoha, his palms pressed against the wet rock wall. The runes of the Flying Thunder God Technique kept flashing in his pupils, and with the infusion of chakra, a light blue diamond mark gradually appeared on his fingertips – this was the result of his three consecutive days of studying the fragments.
“Ding! Mastery of Flying Thunder God Technique: 73%.” The system’s prompt made him frown slightly. He originally thought that with top-level learning ability, he could master it in one day, but he didn’t expect that the precision of space-time ninjutsu was far beyond his imagination. But then he thought again, Namikaze Minato spent half his life improving this technique, and it was incredible that he could master the basic coordinate markings in a short time.
He jumped into the waterfall, the water hitting his back, but it couldn’t wash away the plan surging in his mind. The Chunin Exam is approaching, Orochimaru’s attack plan, the puppet army of the Sand Village, Danzo’s secret layout… These open and hidden arrows need to be resolved one by one, and his first step is to bury his own “chess piece” in the dark of Konoha.
“System, locate Pharmacist Dou’s position.” Su Yin dried his hair, changed into civilian clothes, and blended into the crowd at the morning market.
According to the system scan, Yakushi Kabuto is currently on the rooftop of the Konoha Hospital. Su Yin went around to the back alley, activated the instant body technique, and jumped to the outer wall of the hospital in a few jumps. He climbed up to the top floor along the drainage pipe, and sure enough, he saw the gray-haired man who always had a gentle smile leaning against the railing, holding a “Compilation of Medical Ninjutsu of Various Countries” in his hand.
“Mr. Dou’s dedication to medical ninjutsu is indeed well-deserved.” Su Yin deliberately lowered his voice and spoke in the shadows.
Yakushi Kabuto’s fingertips instantly clasped the kunai in his sleeve, but he regained his usual gentleness when he turned around: “This gentleman seems to know me very well?” His eyes swept across Su Yin’s deliberately restrained chakra fluctuations, and his pupils shrank slightly – the aura of the person in front of him was like a blank scroll, with no sense of existence, but made him instinctively feel dangerous.
Su Yin stepped out of the shadows and spread out a yellowed page in his palm: “This is an improved version of the forbidden technique of the Hidden Rain Village, the Poison Mist Technique, which can spread three times the distance in a humid environment.” He looked at the surprise in Yakushi Kabuto’s eyes and continued, “I also know that you have been collecting information on the curse seal left by Lord Orochimaru.”
“Who are you?” Yakushi Kabuto’s voice finally turned cold, and the kunai was already unsheathed.
“Someone who wants to make a deal with you.” Su Yin formed a seal with his fingertips, and a tiny snake shadow sprang out from his sleeves and wrapped around the railings – it was Orochimaru’s “Snake Gaze Curse”. Yakushi Kabuto’s pupils shrank suddenly. The seal forming method of this technique was clearly a modified version that only Orochimaru’s direct disciples knew.
“I can provide all the information you want: the weaknesses of the Sand Village puppet troops, the distribution of the secret agents of Danzo’s Root organization, and even… Lord Orochimaru’s next move.” Su Yin watched as Yakushi Kabuto’s hand, which was tightly grasping the kunai, gradually relaxed, and knew that he had made the right bet – this intelligence dealer who wandered between various forces could never resist the temptation of “benefits”.
He took out a sealed bamboo tube containing three pills that flashed an eerie red light: “This is a ‘pseudo-curse seal’ made from the chakra residue of the tailed beasts. It can temporarily increase strength by three times without eroding consciousness.” Su Yin’s eyes did not even waver when he lied. In fact, these pills were improved products that he prepared overnight based on the research data on Orochimaru extracted by the system.
Yaoshidou took the bamboo tube and twitched his nose slightly: “What do you need me to do?”
“It’s very simple.” Su Yin handed over a note full of secret words, “During the exam, let these three people ‘accidentally’ fail – they are all Root members planted among the candidates by Danzo.” The names on the note were exactly the Anbu ninjas who were sent to hunt down Sasuke after the Chunin Exam in the original plot.
The deal between the two was concluded in the morning mist. When Su Yin left, a barely perceptible arc appeared on the corner of his mouth. A character like Kabuto Yakushi was just like the scalpel in his hand, sharp and precise. As long as he was given enough benefits, he could become the most handy tool.
After returning to his residence, Su Yin just pushed open the wooden door and sensed the residual chakra fluctuations in the house. He threw out three kunai and nailed them in the shadows of the corners of the wall. Three figures appeared in response. They were the Anbu ninjas wearing masks of the “Root” organization.
“Danzo-sama wants to see you.” The leader’s voice was like a rusty gear. “Or, we can take your body back.”
Su Yin suddenly laughed. This laugh made the three Anbu tense up – in their perception, the chakra of the young man in front of them was rising in a strange way, and there was a tendency to suppress them.
“System, extract Uchiha Itachi’s Tsukuyomi.” Su Yin muttered in his heart. In an instant, scarlet Sharingan patterns appeared in his pupils. Although it was only a simulated form, it made the three Anbu feel like they were falling into an icy cave.
“Tsukuyomi…!” One of them screamed in terror, and the next second they were plunged into endless darkness. In the illusionary space constructed by Su Yin, they had been tortured for three days, but in reality, only a moment had passed.
When the three people fell to the ground and twitched, Su Yin was already standing behind them. He took out a special silver needle and pierced the nerve node at the back of each person’s neck – this was a control technique “learned” from Pharmacist Dou, which could make them obedient “puppets”.
“From today on, your eyes and ears belong to me.” Su Yin wiped the blood off the needle, “When Danzo asks, just say that I fled to the border of the Land of Fire.”
As night fell, Su Yin stood on the rooftop and looked out at the lights of Konoha Village. The communication frog in his hand suddenly vibrated, which was the signal agreed with Kabuto Yakushi. He opened the bamboo tube, and inside lay a note with snake blood saying, “The Wind Shadow Guards of Sand Village have been planted with a cursed tracking bug.”
“Very good.” Su Yin threw the note into the brazier and watched the sparks flicker. There were still twenty days before the Chunin Exam, and he had already planted secret agents in Sand Village, Sound Ninja, and even the Konoha Anbu. The real highlight would begin with the battle between Naruto and Neji – he would make everyone think that everything was developing according to the original plot, but they didn’t know that every turning point had already been secretly reversed by him.
The system suddenly made a sound: “It is detected that the host has established a power network for the first time. The reward is 50% proficiency in the Eight Gates of Ninjutsu. ” Su Yin felt the surging chakra in his body and suddenly laughed. In this world where the strong prey on the weak, the so-called “behind-the-scenes ruler” is never a bystander hiding in the shadows – but makes the entire ninja world become his chess pieces on the chessboard.
The night wind swept over the eaves, blowing up the cursed seals on his sleeves. In the distance, the explosion sound of Naruto practicing the Rasengan could be heard faintly. Su Yin closed his eyes, and the map of the five major countries emerged in his mind. Every stronghold, every hidden stake, and every fate that was about to be rewritten gradually became clear in his deduction.
The first crucial hidden piece in his chess game in the Ninja World finally fell on this night.
Chapter 4: The first chapter of Shadow Dance (old version)
Chapter 4: Shadow Dance Chapter 1
Morning dew condensed on the eaves of the ninja tool shop. Su Yin held the newly bought kunai and carved a miniature Flying Thunder God spell on the metal surface with his fingertips. In the past three days, he had left coordinates at 23 commanding heights in Konoha, but whenever he tried to resonate the spell with natural chakra, the chakra flow trajectory of Minato Namikaze would always appear in his mind – that was the “yellow flash” battle memory extracted by the system, which became an obstacle at this moment.
“Host’s current mastery of Flying Thunder God: 89%. It is recommended to fuse the activity of Hashirama Senju’s cells to break through the bottleneck.” The system’s prompt made Su Yin’s eyes sink. Of course, he knew the preciousness of Hashirama’s cells, but there were only seventeen days left before the Chunin Exam. How could he have time to look for such legendary materials?
“Put it aside for now.” Su Yin put the kunai into his ninja bag and turned into a dark alley. The communication frog suddenly vibrated in his arms, and after opening the bamboo tube, what fell out was not a piece of paper, but a crow feather stained with gravel – this was the “emergency signal” agreed upon with Yakushi Kabuto.
When he arrived at the abandoned shrine according to the code, what came into his sight was the blood-soaked Kabuto Yakushi. The gray-haired man’s left arm was twisted unnaturally, with half of a wind blade stuck in his shoulder, but he still had his signature gentle smile on his face: “It seems that the ‘Wind Walker’ of the Sand Village has taken action in advance.”
Su Yin frowned and took the scroll handed over by Yakushi Kabuto. When he unfolded it, he found a map of Konoha marked with red crosses. Next to each cross was an hourglass and a crow feather symbol – those were the raid coordinates of the “Fourth Puppet Division” of Sand Village, which was five days earlier than the original plot.
“How could they act in advance?” Su Yin’s fingertips passed over the “Ninja School” mark on the map, and his pupils shrank suddenly. According to the original plan, Orochimaru’s attack would be launched after the third round of the Chunin Exam, but now Sand Village has obviously received wrong information and thought that Konoha’s defense was empty.
Kabuto Yakushi suddenly coughed and knelt down, blood dripping onto the stone slab: “When I was passing on false information, I was discovered by the ‘Red Sand Scorpion’ of the Sand Village… His puppet poison is more difficult to deal with than I thought.” As he said this, he pulled open his collar, and the purple spots spreading on his neck were spreading at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Su Yin’s pupils shrank slightly. The poison of the Red Sand Scorpion was difficult to neutralize even for a medical ninja, unless – he suddenly remembered the research data on Orochimaru stored in the system, which recorded a method of neutralizing the poison with the chakra of the tailed beast.
“System, extract Scorpion’s puppet manipulation technique and analyze the toxin components simultaneously.” Su Yin silently chanted in his heart, while pressing on Yakushi Kabuto’s shoulders, and his chakra penetrated into his meridians like a fine needle. When the knowledge of puppetry flooded into his mind, the molecular structure of the toxin also appeared clearly – it was a neurotoxin mixed with the magnetic sand of the Third Generation Kazekage, which was eroding the heart along the lymphatic system.
“Bear with it.” Su Yin bit his fingertips and injected the liquid mixed with his own chakra into the body of Kabuto Yakushi. This was the “pseudo-tailed beast potion” he had just improved last night. Although it could not summon the tailed beast coat, it could temporarily activate cell activity. The purple spots faded at a speed visible to the naked eye, and Kabuto Yakushi looked up in surprise: “You actually know how to solve the scorpion’s poison?”
“I’ve seen more dangerous things than this.” Su Yin wiped off the blood and put the map into the scroll. “Notify your people to let the vanguard of Sand Village encounter an ‘accident’ in the ‘Northern Valley’ – the magnetic field disorder area there is just right to interfere with the puppet control.”
A complicated look flashed in Yakushi Kabuto’s eyes, and he suddenly took out a small bottle from his arms: “This is the ‘Curse Seal Catalyst Liquid’ stolen from Orochimaru’s laboratory. Maybe it can help you break through the bottleneck.” The liquid in the bottle was a strange golden color. It was the original liquid of the Heaven’s Curse Seal that Sasuke injected that year.
The moment Su Yin took the bottle, the system suddenly issued a sharp alarm: “Special energy reaction detected! Three kilometers northwest, Akatsuki member Uchiha Itachi is approaching!”
His muscles tensed instantly. Why did Itachi appear in Konoha at this time? According to the original plot, Itachi should be carrying out the task of capturing the Three-Tails at this moment. Could it be that he interfered with the Sand Village plan in advance, causing the trajectory of Akatsuki’s actions to deviate?
“You go first and deal with the Sand Village matter.” Su Yin stuffed the catalyst back into the hands of Yakushi Kabuto, “Remember, let Scorpion’s puppet troops stay in the valley for two hours, and leave the rest to me.”
When the figure of Yakushi Kabuto disappeared in the secret passage, Su Yin immediately activated the instant body technique and rushed towards the direction marked by the system. When he passed through three cherry trees, he suddenly smelled a faint smell of blood – in the open space in front, seven Anbu ninjas of the Root Organization were surrounding a slender figure in a fan shape.
The moon-white Akatsuki robe fluttered in the wind, Uchiha Itachi’s Sharingan glowed scarlet, and the Ten-fisted Sword in his hand had pierced the chest of the last Anbu. When he turned around, his eyes happened to collide with Su Yin who was hiding behind a tree.
Time seemed to stand still. Su Yin held his breath and tried his best to gather his chakra, but Itachi’s eyes seemed to penetrate all disguises and fell on the communication frog on his chest. The next second, Itachi’s figure disappeared from the spot, and when he reappeared, he was standing on a tree branch three feet away from Su Yin.
“You are not a ninja from Konoha.” Itachi’s voice was as calm as dead water, but it made Su Yin’s back cold. “Your chakra… is mixed with the aura of many kinds of bloodline limits.”
Su Yin secretly clenched his kunai, and the Flying Thunder God technique in his palm was ready to be used. He could feel that Itachi was not using his full strength, and was obviously testing him, but with his current 89% mastery of Flying Thunder God, once a head-on confrontation, there was almost no chance of escape.
“I’m just a traveler passing by.” Su Yin deliberately made his voice tremble, pretending to be scared, “The battle just now… I didn’t see anything!”
Itachi’s Sharingan suddenly turned violently, and the illusion space of Tsukuyomi was instantly unfolded. Su Yin felt dizzy, and when he opened his eyes again, he was already on the desolate moon surface, with Itachi’s Tenfist Sword hanging above his throat.
“You’re lying.” Itachi’s voice was chilling, “The kunai on your waist is engraved with Minato Namikaze’s Flying Thunder God Technique.”
Under the absolute suppression of the illusion, Su Yin was unable to use the system’s capabilities and could only mobilize all his mental strength to construct false memories – that was the “identity script” he had prepared in advance: a wandering ninja who worshipped the Fourth Hokage, accidentally picked up the Flying Thunder God fragments and tried to imitate the technique.
“Let me go… I just want to become stronger…” Su Yin curled up in the illusion, letting the “memory” fragments play like a revolving lantern. Itachi’s eyes fluctuated slightly, and the light of the Ten-fist Sword gradually weakened.
Just when the illusion was about to collapse, the system suddenly issued a prompt: “The host is detected to be on the verge of death, and the backup program of Uchiha Itachi’s ‘Kotoamatsukami’ is forcibly extracted!”
A warm current flowed into his mind, and Su Yin took the opportunity to implant the last false memory in the illusion space – he witnessed the secret conversation between Danzo and Sunagakure three days ago. When he opened his eyes again, he found that he had returned to the real world. Itachi’s moon-white figure was disappearing in the morning mist, leaving behind a low voice: “Next time I meet you, it won’t be so easy.”
Su Yin collapsed to the ground, his clothes soaked with cold sweat. The dangerous situation just now made him realize that the ability of the system to extract energy alone was still vulnerable in front of the real top powerhouses. He took out the catalytic liquid given by Pharmacist Kabuto and his eyes fell on the snake-shaped mark of Orochimaru on the bottle – perhaps, it was time to try to integrate the power of the curse seal.
As night fell, Su Yin came alone to the Curse Seal Experiment Site in the back mountain of Konoha. Under the moonlight, the catalytic liquid in the glass bottle glowed with a strange light, and tiny jade-like crystals were precipitated at the bottom of the bottle. When he injected the liquid into his veins, the blood vessels in his body seemed to be burned by magma, and translucent crow feather patterns appeared behind him – that was the new form of the system after it merged the Heaven’s Curse Seal with its own chakra.
“Ding! The curse seal has been successfully merged, unlocking the primary form of ‘Pseudo Susanoo’.” The system’s notification sound made Su Yin smile. He could feel that the chakra was circulating in his body at ten times the speed, and the Flying Thunder God technique in his palm finally resonated with the natural energy.
Just as he was immersed in the joy of his increased power, the communication frog suddenly vibrated continuously. He unfolded the note, which contained the secret message of Kabuto Yakushi: “The vanguard of the Sand Village has entered the North Valley, and Scorpion’s puppet army is gathering. In addition… Danzo will summon the remnants of the Root tonight, as he seems to have discovered something unusual about the secret stake.”
Su Yin wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, threw the kunai into the air, and fully activated the Flying Thunder God Technique for the first time. His figure disappeared like lightning and appeared on the treetops three kilometers away. Looking down at the dense puppet army in the valley, he suddenly remembered Itachi’s eyes when he left. The scarlet color seemed to contain more than just a warning.
“System, scan Scorpion’s puppet troops.” Su Yin whispered.
“Ding! The third-generation Kazekage puppet is detected. Core energy: Tailed Beast-level chakra core.”
Su Yin’s pupils shrank suddenly. In the original plot, Scorpion never used this trump card puppet in the Chunin Exam. It was obviously his intervention that made Sunagakure reveal his trump card in advance. He touched the curse mark on his chest that had not completely faded, and the corners of his mouth raised a dangerous arc – since the gears of fate have begun to shift, then this “Konoha Collapse Plan” that should have belonged to Orochimaru, perhaps it is time for him to write a new script.
The mountain wind swept through the valley, blowing up the gravel on the puppet. Su Yin’s figure disappeared again, leaving only a kunai engraved with the Flying Thunder God Technique, lying quietly on the moonlit rock. In the darkness farther away, a pair of scarlet Sharingans were watching all this. Itachi’s fingers unconsciously stroked the cloud pattern on the Akatsuki robe – this suddenly appearing boy reminded him of an old friend who was also good at dancing in the shadows.
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Chapter 5: Dark Chess Move (Old Version)
Chapter 5: Dark Chess Move
The morning mist had not yet dissipated, and the training ground of the Konoha Ninja School was already crowded with candidates eager to take the exam. Su Yin mixed in the edge of the crowd, deliberately compressing his chakra to the level of a Genin, but his eyes swept over the familiar figures one by one – Nara Shikamaru was lazily leaning against a tree and yawning, Hyuga Hinata was nervously twisting the corners of her clothes, and Sasuke was standing alone in the shadows, with the trace of the curse seal on his forehead faintly visible.
“System, open the ability panel.” Su Yin muttered in his heart. A light blue screen unfolded on his retina:
[Host: Su Yin]Chakra amount: 32,000 (normal jonin about 8,000, Kage-level 15,000-25,000)
Physical Skills: Eight Gates Ninjutsu: Opening the Gate (Proficiency 92%, can burst into three times the speed for a short period of time, with the side effect of slight muscle tearing)
Illusion: Moon Reading (elementary, lasts for 30 seconds, consumes a lot of mental energy) / Sound Wave Illusion (mastered, can interfere with the five senses and internal organs)
Ninjutsu:
– Flying Thunder God Technique (89%, can mark 23 coordinates, teleportation cooldown time 15 seconds)
– Snake Hand (Great, can control more than 10 snakes, with paralysis toxin)
– Pseudo Susanoo (Primary, can condense crow feather chakra armor, lasts for 10 minutes, 17% risk of curse backlash)
-Multiple Shadow Clones (Proficient, can maintain 50 physical clones at the same time, chakra consumption reduced by 40%)
Bloodline Limit: None (Can extract unlocked bloodline abilities at any time, current reserves: Sharingan·Three Magatama, Magnetic Release·Gold Dust)
Special ability: Top learning ability (the speed of mastering any skill is increased by 100 times, and complex ninjutsu can be mastered in up to 24 hours)
Looking at the jumping values ​​on the panel, Su Yin felt relieved. The chakra amount has reached the middle level of Kage level, thanks to the passive effect of the system fusing the chakra residue of the tailed beasts, while the bottleneck of Flying Thunder God is stuck at 89%, precisely because he lacks the talent of Minato Namikaze who can perfectly resonate the technique with natural energy.
“Next, Uzumaki Naruto!” The examiner’s voice interrupted his thoughts. An orange figure jumped into the examination room and made an exaggerated victory gesture to the examiner – it was the “seduction technique” that gave Iruka a headache in the original work. Su Yin couldn’t help but curl his lips. This idiot was the last one, and at this moment he didn’t know that he was about to be involved in a secret war that would change the ninja world.
“Master Su Yin, this is what you want.” With a slight rustle of his clothes, an Anbu wearing a fox mask knelt on one knee and presented a sealed bamboo tube. This was a pawn that Su Yin had planted in the Konoha Communications Department three days ago. It turned out that he was a marginal member of the Root Organization, and he used his memory to tamper with it with illusion to take him in for his own use.
There were two pieces of paper in the bamboo tube. One was about the latest developments of the “Fourth Puppet Division” of the Sand Village: “The magnetic field disorder in the Kitayama Valley caused the puppets to lose control, and Scorpion has gone there personally to debug”; the other made his pupils shrink – “Akatsuki member Hoshigaki Kisame appeared at the border of the Fire Country, and his target is suspected to be the Nine-Tails Jinchuriki.”
“Notify everyone to increase surveillance on Naruto.” Su Yin whispered, “If Kisame appears, use this signal to lure him away immediately.” He handed over a kunai engraved with the water escape technique. It was the coordinates of Zabuza’s “Water Prison Technique” extracted in advance, which could create a large-scale water explosion interference at a critical moment.
When the Anbu retreated, Su Yin’s eyes fell on the examiner’s seat in the distance. Orochimaru was wearing a mask from the Kusagakure Village at the moment, sitting next to the Sandaime Hokage, with his signature sinister smile on his lips. In the original plot, this madman was about to launch an attack in the third round of the Chunin Exam, and Su Yin had already put a chronic curse seal inhibitor in his wine flask – although it could not prevent the attack, it could delay the opponent’s curse seal for ten minutes.
“System, scan Orochimaru’s current status.”
“Ding! The target’s chakra fluctuations are abnormal. The risk of backlash from the curse seal has increased to 45%. It is speculated that this is related to the inhibitor injected by the host.”
Su Yin nodded with satisfaction. This ten-minute delay was enough for him to complete the most important layout – burying the Flying Thunder God ritual under the examination room, so that once the battle broke out, he could immediately control the giant clock tower in the center of the examination room.
The afternoon sun was scorching hot, and the second round of the Chunin Exam was about to begin in the Forest of Death. Su Yin mixed in with the candidates, watching Kakashi explaining the rules to Team 7, and suddenly noticed that Sasuke’s curse seal had reappeared. He was moved, and the system interface suddenly popped up a prompt: “Uchiha Sasuke’s curse seal resonance detected, do you want to extract the primary form of the Heaven’s Curse Seal?”
“Extract.” Su Yin muttered. Instantly, the power structure of Sasuke’s curse seal flooded into his mind, and he clearly “saw” how the curse seal chain merged with the cells – this was the key to his improved pseudo-curse seal. When he looked up, he happened to meet Sasuke’s cold eyes, who was slightly stunned, as if he sensed a familiar breath.
At the entrance of the Forest of Death, examiner Hongdou was explaining the rules, and the seal on her chest was flashing a strange red light. Su Yin suddenly remembered that this Hongdou was Orochimaru’s former disciple, and perhaps she could become his next chess piece. He quietly formed a snake seal, and a miniature tracking snake followed the shadow at his feet and got into Hongdou’s ninja tool bag.
“Attention all teams, the exam has begun!”
Following Hongdou’s order, the examinees scattered like birds and beasts. Su Yin deliberately fell behind, and after the crowd dispersed, he used the instant body technique to arrive at the cliff deep in the forest. This was one of the Flying Thunder God coordinates he had marked three days ago. At this moment, there were three puppets lying quietly in the grass – they were the improved puppets of the “Red Sand Scorpion” seized from the vanguard of the Sand Village, and they had a magnetic field device hidden in their bodies that could interfere with chakra perception.
“System, analyze the puppet core.” He squatted down and pressed his fingertips on the diamond-shaped groove on the puppet’s heart. “Transform them into ‘signal transfer stations’ to cover the entire Death Forest.”
Data streams flowed on the retina, and the mechanical core of the puppet was gradually replaced by chakra circuits. When the last curse rune was embedded, the three puppets suddenly opened their scarlet eyes and turned into crow feathers all over the sky and dissipated – this was the “Shadow Crow Puppet” created by Su Yin by combining Scorpion’s puppetry technique and Orochimaru’s molting technique, which could transmit real-time images within a kilometer range.
As dusk fell, Su Yin stood on the top of the clock tower, overlooking the flickering chakra spots in the Death Forest. Naruto’s team was confronting the Sound Ninja Trio, Sasuke’s curse seal was particularly dazzling, and a familiar moon-white figure was moving towards the direction of the Nine-Tails Chakra at an astonishing speed – It was Itachi, he actually came to capture Naruto in advance!
“System, locate Itachi!” Su Yin held the railing tightly, and the Flying Thunder God Technique danced in his palm. But the next second, he suddenly froze – next to Itachi’s chakra trajectory, there was another cold water-attributed chakra, which was Hoshigaki Kisame!
“Oh no! In the original novel, Itachi and Kisame came to Konoha after the Chunin Exam. Now they show up ahead of time, which means Akatsuki’s plan has been completely disrupted!” Su Yin cursed in a low voice. He quickly calculated the distance. Naruto was on the west side of the Death Forest, and Itachi was already at the edge of Konoha’s barrier. Once the battle started, the Third Hokage would be alerted.
“We must stop them!” Su Yin bit his tongue and activated the pseudo-Susanoo. The crow-feather chakra armor unfolded behind him. He looked at the coordinates of the Flying Thunder God that had been marked in the forest and jumped off the clock tower. At the moment of teleportation, he clearly heard the system’s warning: “The progress of the curse backlash has increased to 23%. It is recommended to terminate the form immediately!”
But he didn’t care about that. When the figure appeared on the tree a hundred meters away from Naruto’s team, he saw Kisame’s big sword Samehada slashing at Kakashi, and Itachi’s Tsukuyomi covering Sasuke. Su Yin didn’t have time to think, and flicked three kunai with his fingertips, each of which was engraved with the water escape technique of Great Explosion Water Wave – this was the S-level ninjutsu he had just extracted from Kisame’s chakra this morning.
“boom!”
A huge wave exploded in the forest, blocking Kisame’s attack. The sudden water explosion made Itachi and Kisame look up at the same time. Su Yin took the opportunity to launch a sound wave illusion to interfere with their hearing: “Naruto, take Sasuke and go!”
The boy’s roar carried a majesty that didn’t belong to a Genin. Naruto subconsciously carried the unconscious Sasuke and ran away, while Kakashi took the opportunity to cast a hand seal: “Raikiri!”
But Su Yin knew that this attack was just a scratch on the Akatsuki members. He activated Flying Thunder God again, transferring himself and Kakashi to a safe zone a thousand meters away, and looked at the copy ninja in his arms with a surprised expression: “Who are you?”
“There’s no time to explain.” Su Yin pulled down his sleeves, revealing three light red sword scars on his wrists – those were the “marks of Itachi’s attack” that he had faked with illusion. “Akatsuki’s target this time is Sasuke. I can only help you get here.”
Before Kakashi could react, he had already disappeared into the night. The cursed armor was disintegrating, and he felt a burning pain on his back, but what frightened him even more was the system’s prompt: “An abnormal fluctuation in the host’s soul level has been detected, which is suspected to resonate with Uchiha Itachi’s Sharingan.”
Back at the secret base, Su Yin collapsed on the medical bed. The communication frog brought a secret message from Kabuto Yakushi: “Danzo will activate the ultimate killer move of Root tonight – the Corpse Clone Unit, targeting all the winners of the Chunin Exam.”
He stared at the ninja world map on the ceiling, his fingers unconsciously stroking the jade pendant on his chest – it was a mysterious object found among the original owner’s relics, and the system still couldn’t interpret it. When his fingertips touched the pattern on the back of the jade pendant, Itachi’s words before he left suddenly flashed through his mind: “You remind me of someone who is also good at protecting light in the dark.”
“System, rescan the jade pendant.” Su Yin gave the order while panting.
“Ding! Weak space-time fluctuations detected. The material of the jade pendant matches that of the Hyuga clan’s remains. The contents sealed inside are…”
The system’s sound suddenly froze, and a snowflake-like noise flashed across the screen. Su Yin sat up suddenly, and saw tiny cracks appearing on the surface of the jade pendant. The chakra that seeped out of it actually resonated with the pseudo-Susanoo he had just fused with.
Outside the window, there was a violent explosion from the direction of the Death Forest. It was a signal that Orochimaru’s attack had begun in advance. Su Yin held the jade pendant tightly, feeling the chakra surging in his body – he knew that he was no longer a bystander in the original work, but the most dangerous variable in this game. And the secret of the jade pendant hidden by the system might be the key to his ultimate domination of the ninja world.
Chapter 6: Mirror Flower and Water Moon (Old Version)
Chapter 6: Mirror Image
The preparatory meeting for the third round of the Chunin Exam ended with a quarrel among the Konoha high-level officials. Su Yin hid in the shadow of the ventilation duct in the conference room, listening to the heavy sigh of the Third Hokage: “The Sand Village suddenly withdrew all the candidates, which is not in line with common sense…”
His fingertips stroked the communication frog, which had just received a secret report from Kabuto Yakushi: “Scorpion of the Red Sand has noticed the abnormality of the puppet and is moving towards the border of Konoha, carrying the third-generation Kazekage puppet.” On the system interface, the proficiency of the Flying Thunder God technique finally exceeded 90%, projecting a light blue coordinate grid on the retina – the key locations of the entire Konoha Village were now within his teleportation range.
“It’s time to go meet that ‘artist’.” Su Yin silently lifted the invisibility spell and slid down the pipe into the dark alley. When his feet stepped on the ground, three kunai engraved with the magnetic escape technique appeared in his palms – that was the bloodline limit ability he extracted from the scout of the Sand Village last night.
In the abandoned pottery workshop in the west of the city, the smell of damp earth mixed with the smell of rust. Su Yin pushed open the creaking wooden door and saw the firelight reflecting the puppet body of the Red Sand Scorpion. The sound of the mechanical joints turning was particularly harsh in the silence.
“You arrived half an hour earlier than I expected.” Scorpion’s voice came from the Scarlet Flow Amber puppet. Four pairs of mechanical arms were embedding the core chakra core of the third-generation Kazekage puppet into its chest cavity. “Have the rats in Konoha learned the tracking technique?”
Su Yin did not answer, and formed a snake seal with his fingertips – this was a trap designed specifically for Scorpion. Three magnetic kunai suddenly flew into the air, forming a magnetic field around the puppet, instantly absorbing all iron-containing parts. Fei Liuhu’s movements suddenly froze, and Scorpion’s body took the opportunity to pop out from the back of the puppet, shooting towards Su Yin’s throat like a bloody poison needle.
“Too slow.” Su Yin activated Flying Thunder God, and his figure disappeared from the spot, appearing three meters behind Scorpion. For the first time, the Crow Feather Armor of the Pseudo-Susanoo was fully deployed, and the chakra turned into a substantial blade claw, easily cutting through Scorpion’s short-range puppet attack.
“Interesting…” Scorpion’s pupils shrank, and he finally looked squarely at his opponent. “You can use magnetic escape and curse seal at the same time. Are you Orochimaru’s new experimental subject?”
“I’m just a businessman.” Su Yin threw out the iron chain wrapped with cursed chakra, fixing the legs of the Third Kazekage puppet to the ground. “I can help you repair the puppet core that was damaged by the magnetic field, but you have to promise me that you will never set foot in Konoha before the third round of the Chunin Exam begins.”
Scorpion sneered: “Do you think you can threaten me with this little trick?” Having said that, his eyes fell on the chakra light band in Su Yin’s hand that was repairing the core – that was the Orochimaru cell recombination technology extracted by the system, which could actually restore the disordered frequency of the tailed beast-level chakra core to stability.
“Deal.” Scorpion finally compromised, “But I want to know, what do you want to get from this exam?”
When Su Yin turned around, the puppet core had resumed operation: “What I want is for some people to think that everything is going according to plan.” He left a kunai engraved with the coordinates of Flying Thunder God, “Next time we meet, I hope you can bring more interesting puppets.”
When he left the workshop, the sky was already red with dusk. Su Yin made a detour to the Ninja School and saw Naruto practicing the Rasengan from afar, while Sasuke was practicing with his eyes closed on the roof. The system suddenly made a slight sound, and the ability panel was updated:
【False Susanoo】
-Form: Crow Feather Armor (can condense chakra blade claws, increase defense by 70%, and come with curse seal erosion resistance)
– Side effects: After each use, 0.3% space-time fluctuations are generated at the soul level (enhanced by resonance with the jade pendant)
He touched the jade pendant on his chest, and the crack seemed to have deepened. Ever since he had survived Itachi’s Tsukuyomi, this jade pendant of unknown origin had often resonated with the system, and could even temporarily interfere with the coordinates of Flying Thunder God – this made Su Yin vaguely uneasy, but he was reluctant to give up this key that might hold the secrets of the Hyuga clan.
Late at night, in Danzo’s underground command post, seventeen “corpse clones” wrapped in bandages were slowly opening their eyes. Through the perspective of the puppet crow, Su Yin watched the leader of the Root organization press his palm on the forehead of one of the corpses: “The Anbu resurrected by Orochimaru’s Impure World Reincarnation Improved Technique should be able to solve the hidden danger of Su Yin.”
He sneered and cut off the video transmission. As early as three days ago, he had implanted his own chakra mark in the resurrection ceremony through Kabuto Yakushi. These so-called “killer moves” were nothing more than reverse monitors he had placed next to Danzo.
On the day of the third exam, Su Yin was at the top of the audience, watching Kakashi explaining Chidori’s weakness to Naruto. The system suddenly issued a sharp alarm: “Akatsuki members Hidan and Kakuzu have been detected entering the Land of Fire, target: Konoha Ninja Village!”
His pupils suddenly shrank. In the original work, these two people only appeared when they were hunting down Asuma’s team, but now they appeared nearly half a year earlier. What made him more concerned was that the fluctuations of Feidan’s evil god ritual actually produced a subtle response with the time and space resonance of the green jade pendant.
“System, compare Fei Duan’s ability with the frequency of the jade pendant’s fluctuations.” Su Yin whispered.
“Ding! A homologous energy reaction was detected, suspected to be from the bloodline branch of Kaguya Otsutsuki.”
This discovery made Su Yin’s back cold. He suddenly remembered that Fei Duan’s immortality was once speculated to be some kind of ancient forbidden technique. Could it really be related to the Kaguya clan? And the jade pendant in his hand might be the key to cracking this ability.
When Sasuke and Naruto were facing off in the center of the examination room, Su Yin had quietly come to the edge of Konoha’s barrier. Hidan’s bloody ritual formation was taking shape, and Kakuzu’s five heart chakra fluctuations were clearly discernible. He took out the improved pseudo-curse seal pill, which was a product of the fusion of Scorpion’s puppet core energy and the tailed beast chakra, and could temporarily simulate the five attribute chakras.
“Deal with Kakuzu first.” Su Yin muttered. He activated the Flying Thunder God Technique and appeared behind Kakuzu, and his Shadow Snake Hands precisely wrapped around the opponent’s lightning heart. When Kakuzu was shocked and angry, Su Yin had already extracted his Earth Style Hardening Technique, and the defense of the chakra armor was instantly raised to the extreme.
“Hidan, don’t be in a daze!” Kakuzu’s roar made the evil god cult believers raise their three-section swords, and the light of the bloody ritual was about to cover the battlefield. At the critical moment, Su Yin pressed the green jade pendant to the ground and activated the temporarily improved “space isolation technique” – with the space-time fluctuations of the jade pendant as the core, isolating the battlefield of the two from the outside world.
“What on earth are you?” Feiduan looked at the distorted space barrier and showed fear for the first time, “Your chakra… is exactly the same as the prophecy of the evil god!”
Su Yin did not answer, his whole mind was focused on the jade pendant. The chakra seeping out of the cracks was resonating with Fei Duan’s spell, projecting a never-before-seen rune on the system interface – that was the ancient spell used by the Kaguya clan to seal the immortal body.
“System, analyze these runes!” Su Yin felt blood seeping out of his nose, but he didn’t dare to relax at all. When the first seal spell was cracked, Kakuzu’s water-attributed heart suddenly exploded, and a fatal gap appeared in Hidan’s ritual formation.
“Now, it’s my turn.” Su Yin wiped off the blood, and the crow feather blade claws of the pseudo-Susanoo gathered in his palm. He knew that this premature battle would completely change the trajectory of Akatsuki’s actions, but more importantly – through Hidan, he finally touched the deepest taboo in this world, the secret about the Otsutsuki clan that even the system could not fully analyze.
When the battle ended, the sky was already turning pale. Su Yin watched Kakuzu’s body gradually become cold, and Hidan’s curse seal was temporarily sealed in the cracks of the jade pendant. He knew that every time he intervened, the timeline would be irreversibly shifted, but only in this way could he nip all crises in the bud before Naruto grew up.
When they returned to Konoha Village, the third exam had just ended. Naruto was hugging Sasuke and grinning, and Kakashi’s Sharingan was faintly worried. Su Yin hid in the shadow of the clock tower, watching the Third Hokage walk into the examination room, and suddenly found that the old man’s chakra weakened faster than in the original work – obviously, Danzo’s secret seizure of power has caused an imbalance in the power of Konoha’s top leaders.
“System, scan the physical condition of the Sandaime Hokage.”
“Ding! Chronic erosion of the curse seal has been detected. It is presumed to be caused by the poisoned wine that Danzo used during the meeting.”
Su Yin gripped the railing tightly, his knuckles turning white. He finally understood why the Akatsuki organization took action in advance, and why Danzo dared to activate the forbidden technique unit – the timeline of this world was accelerating its collapse due to his existence, and the real villain hidden behind the legend of the Hyuga clan might have already noticed the threat of this outsider.
He took out the communication frog and gave new instructions to Kabuto Yakushi: “Prepare the materials for Impure World Reincarnation. We need a container that can compete with the Otsutsuki.” After a pause, he added, “Also, find out who Uchiha Itachi has been in contact with recently, especially… the masked man named ‘Obito’.”
The night wind swept through the bell tower, and the cracks of the jade pendant flashed again. Su Yin knew that he could no longer be a simple “behind-the-scenes ruler” – the moment his chakra resonated with the remains of the Kaguya clan, he was destined to be involved in this thousand-year-long battle of the Age of Gods. And Naruto, Sasuke and other protagonists in the original work will eventually walk towards a destiny completely different from the prophecy in the dark web he wove.
Chapter 7: Shadow Vortex Appears (Old Version)
Chapter 7: Shadow Vortex Appears
The waning moon shone obliquely on the top floor of Konoha Hospital. Su Yin lay on the operating table, letting the chakra scalpel move across his chest. Kakuzu’s five hearts were analyzed by the system into chakra source cores, which were now suspended above his chest in a clockwise direction, forming a subtle resonance with his meridians – this was the system’s first attempt to fuse multiple bloodline limits.
“Ding! Five-attribute chakra fusion progress: 67%, Earth Style: Heavy Rock Technique and Flying Thunder God Technique resonate, spatial stability increased by 15%.”
Su Yin felt the five elements surging in his body, and suddenly remembered Kakuzu’s scream before his death: “You and that masked guy… have similar auras!” He didn’t care at the time, but now his back was soaked with cold sweat. The information about Uchiha Obito in the system suddenly glowed red, which was a warning that only appeared when it came to key figures in the timeline.
“System, pull up information about Obito.” He pulled off the monitoring bandage on his chest and looked at the garbled code flashing on the screen. “Why can’t it be parsed?”
“The target has a time-space paradox. Its chakra fluctuations are the same as the host’s green jade pendant. It is speculated that it is an interference by the Otsutsuki forces.”
This answer made Su Yin’s pupils shrink suddenly. He touched the jade pendant beside the pillow, and the faint light seeping from the cracks cast a vague figure on the head of the bed – it was a man wearing Uchiha clan clothes, and the vortex pattern on the mask was exactly the same as Obito’s.
“It seems you finally noticed me, outsider.”
A hoarse electronic sound suddenly sounded in his mind. Su Yin instinctively activated Flying Thunder God, but found himself trapped in a gray space. In front of him, a figure wearing an orange mask slowly turned around, and the red light of the Sharingan penetrated the false peace: “You can possess both the key of the Kaguya clan and the power of the system. You are much more interesting than I thought.”
“You are… Uchiha Obito?” Su Yin clenched the kunai, but found that chakra could not be condensed here, “How did you enter my spiritual space?”
“Don’t be nervous, I just came to say hello.” Obito’s voice was full of laughter, but the chakra fluctuations under the mask were as cold as the abyss. “When you rescued Naruto in the Death Forest, I was watching from the tree. Did you know? Your existence has caused a loophole in the ‘Moon Eye Project’, just like a boulder thrown into a calm lake.”
The space suddenly vibrated, and Su Yin felt that countless pairs of eyes were watching him in the dark. When he opened his eyes again, he was back in the hospital ward, his palms were full of cold sweat. The communication frog on the bedside table was vibrating wildly, and when it unfolded, it was an urgent secret letter from Kabuto Yakushi: “Danzo activated the ‘corpse clone’ troops, the target is – the Hokage’s office tonight!”
He ignored his physical discomfort and activated Flying Thunder God to appear directly in the back alley of Hokage Rock. Sixteen bandaged figures were crawling out of the sewer, and each corpse had a wedge-shaped mark of root tissue engraved on its forehead – exactly where Su Yin had implanted the chakra mark three days ago.
“System, synchronize and control all the corpse clones.” Su Yin hid in the shadows and formed seals. The chakra lines on his fingertips spread like a spider web. “Let them attack the contact point of the root organization.”
The corpse clones suddenly turned around and ran towards Danzo’s underground command post. Su Yin took the opportunity to sneak into the Hokage’s office and saw the Sandaime Hokage frowning at the poisoned wine on the table – it was the “comfort gift” sent by Danzo last night, and the cursed fluctuations left on the bottle could not escape the system scan.
“Master Sarutobi Hiruzen, don’t drink this wine…” Su Yin lifted the invisibility spell and pushed the improved antidote in front of the old man. “I think you know the poison of the Root Organization better than anyone else.”
The Sandaime raised his head, his cloudy eyes flashing with surprise: “You are… Su Yin? The ‘missing ninja’ who has no such person in the Anbu files?” He looked at the curse seal pattern on Su Yin’s sleeves and suddenly smiled bitterly, “It seems that Danzo’s hand has finally reached out to me.”
The conversation between the two was interrupted by a violent explosion. In the distance, thick smoke rose from the direction of the Root Organization headquarters, and the corpse clone’s self-destruction seal was clearing the evidence according to Su Yin’s plan. Su Yin took the opportunity to hand over a roll of parchment: “This is the assassination list of the Root Organization in the past three years, including the spy you planted next to Danzo.”
When the Sandaime took the scroll, Su Yin had already activated Flying Thunder God and left. He knew that the old man’s trust could only go so far – too much contact would expose his own plan. What was more important at the moment was to deal with the warning brought by Obito.
At three o’clock in the morning, Su Yin arrived at the ruins of the Uchiha ruins. The system prompted that the proficiency of the Flying Thunder God technique had exceeded 95%. He was finally able to teleport over short distances without marking the coordinates, relying on the residual chakra. When his fingertips touched the stone statue of Madara, the green jade pendant suddenly buzzed, and the complete Uchiha stone tablet rubbing emerged from the cracks.
“Written on it is the truth about Princess Kaguya and the core of the Moon Eye Project.” A familiar hoarse voice came from above his head, and Obito’s figure was hanging upside down on the beam. “But you don’t need those, because the key in your hand can open a door that is older than the stone tablet.”
Su Yin did not look back, the kunai in his palm had already engraved the Flying Thunder God spell: “What do you want from me?”
“Cooperation.” As Obito jumped down, the vortex pattern on his mask flashed red. “You want to rule the ninja world, and I want to create infinite moon readings. Our goals are not in conflict. As long as you promise not to interfere with Akatsuki’s capture of the tailed beasts, I can tell you who the real master of the system is.”
This proposal made Su Yin tense up. The origin of the system had always been a mystery in his mind, but Obito hit the nail on the head. But he knew that the man in front of him was far more dangerous than Orochimaru, and the so-called cooperation was just a trap.
“Sorry, I prefer to fight alone.” Su Yin teleported, but found that Obito’s chakra followed him like a shadow. “And I’m curious, why don’t you just kill me?”
“Because you, like me, are people abandoned by the world.” Obito’s voice gradually faded away, “But soon, you will understand that the system and the jade pendant alone are not enough to fight against the ‘adult’ who is about to come.”
Back at the secret base, Su Yin collapsed on the chakra monitor. The ability panel showed:
【Five-attribute chakra fusion】
– Earth Style: Heavy Rock (Advanced) / Water Style: Large Explosive Water Wave (Proficient)
– New ability: Five Elements Barrier·Mirror Flower and Water Moon (can simulate the space barrier of the five chakra attributes, the duration increases with proficiency)
He stared at the warning at the bottom of the panel: “Soul erosion rate 12%, resonance with the jade pendant causes instability in the space-time anchor point.” Suddenly thinking of “that adult” mentioned by Obito, he had an ominous premonition in his heart – could it be that Kaguya Otsutsuki will really wake up early?
The communication frog vibrated again, this time it was Itachi’s crow feather mark. Unfolding the note, there was only a short sentence: “The Root organization was destroyed, and Danzo retreated to the dark side. Your chess piece is sharper than I thought.”
Su Yin smiled. Danzo’s temporary dormancy meant that there would be a power vacuum in Konoha’s Anbu, and his puppet in the Root organization would soon surface as the “New Root”. More importantly, Itachi’s active contact showed that the attitude towards him within the Akatsuki organization was splitting.
Outside the window, the first ray of sunlight climbed up the tower of Konoha. Su Yin watched Naruto running downstairs and Sasuke standing on the roof and looking into the distance, and suddenly realized that he had already become the “disturbance factor” that changed their fate. But he had no choice – under the threat of Obito and Kaguya, the only way to have the capital to fight against the power of the Age of Gods was to combine the Ninja World into a whole.
He took out the evil god cult rune that he had stripped from Feidan’s body and overlapped it with the cracks on the jade pendant. The system suddenly beeped, and an option that had never been seen before appeared on the light screen: “Do you want to merge the remains of the Kaguya clan with the system core? Warning: It may cause the space-time anchor point to collapse.”
“Reject for now.” Su Yin closed the interface and put the rune into the secret compartment. He knew that the time for fusion was not yet ripe, and Obito’s words kept echoing in his ears – who is the real owner of the system?
Chapter 8: Undercurrents (Old Version)
Chapter 8: Undercurrents
The morning mist enveloped the training ground of Konoha Village. Su Yin was among a group of Genin, but his eyes were always fixed on Kakashi who was instructing his students. He noticed that the chakra flow of the copy ninja was more disordered than usual, and his left arm was shaking unconsciously – that was the sequelae of excessive use of Raikiri, and it was also a precursor to Kakashi’s upcoming trip to the Land of Waves.
“System, scan Kakashi’s physical condition.” Su Yin muttered in his heart. A light blue screen unfolded on the retina:
【Hatake Kakashi】
Chakra amount: 7800 (current status: 62%)
Injury: Sharingan overloaded, lightning chakra causing continuous damage to nerves
Potential crisis: The Wave Country mission will soon encounter Zabuza and Haku, and the frequency of using the Sharingan will exceed the critical point
Su Yin clenched the kunai in his hand. According to the original plot, Kakashi would run out of chakra and almost die in the battle with Zabuza. But now, he must change the direction of this battle without exposing his identity.
“Lord Su Yin, there is new information.” An ANBU wearing a fox mask suddenly appeared behind him and presented a sealed bamboo tube. “The cooperation between Orochimaru and Danzo has entered the substantive stage. They are conducting live experiments on ‘artificial Hashirama cells’ in an abandoned mine at the border of the Land of Fire.”
Su Yin’s pupils shrank suddenly. Artificial Hashirama cells were the key technology used by Kabuto in the Fourth Ninja World War in the original work. Now that they appeared ahead of time, it would inevitably cause a greater deviation in the timeline. He opened the bamboo tube, and inside lay a crumpled blueprint, which was the cultivation plan for the first generation of Hokage cells.
“Notify Pharmacist Kabuto to closely monitor the progress of the experiment.” Su Yin whispered, “Also, arrange the coordinates of Flying Thunder God near the mine. I want to go and see it myself.”
As night fell, Su Yin activated Flying Thunder God and appeared at the entrance of the abandoned mine. Painful groans were heard from the cave. Dozens of human experiment subjects were soaked in the culture chambers, and twisted wood grain appeared on their skin surface – the symptoms of Hashirama’s cell rejection reaction.
“What an interesting study.” Su Yin’s voice echoed in the empty mine. Footsteps were heard in the dark. Orochimaru licked his lips and walked out of the shadows, followed by Danzo who was wearing a half-mask.
“I knew that the person who could find this place was not simple.” Orochimaru’s snake eyes flashed with excitement, “The curse seal on your body… is it a fusion of the Heaven’s Curse Seal and the Tailed Beast Chakra?”
Su Yin did not answer, and his eyes swept over the experimental subjects in the incubator. The system suddenly sounded an alarm: “Special chakra fluctuations detected, one of the experimental subjects resonated with the host’s jade pendant!”
His eyes were fixed on the incubator in the far corner, where there was an unconscious boy wearing a jade pendant fragment similar to his on his chest. Danzo noticed his look and sneered, “It seems that you are very interested in this experiment? We found him in the ruins of the Kaguya clan, but unfortunately he couldn’t withstand the power of Hashirama’s cells.”
Su Yin’s mind moved, and he activated the teleportation technique to arrive in front of the incubator. When his fingertips touched the glass, the two jade pendants simultaneously emitted a dazzling light, and the system interface vibrated violently: “Warning! The space-time anchor point is unstable, and the seal of the Hyuga clan has been detected to be loose!”
“I see…” Orochimaru’s voice was full of surprise, “You and his jade pendant are the two parts of the key. Combining the two into one can open the seal of Kaguya!”
Before he finished speaking, the mine suddenly shook violently. Su Yin knew that he could not delay any longer, so he activated Flying Thunder God and teleported the boy out of the cave. Orochimaru’s roar came from behind: “Don’t let him run away! That’s the key to completing the experiment!”
Back at the secret base, Su Yin placed the boy on the medical bed. The system was fully analyzing the chakra in the boy’s body, and strange runes kept popping up on the light screen. At this time, the communication frog suddenly vibrated. It was Kakashi’s distress signal – the battle in the Land of Waves had begun.
“System, pause analysis and locate Kakashi.” Su Yin gritted his teeth and said. He knew that it was very dangerous to deal with two things at the same time, but Kakashi’s safety was related to the development of the subsequent plot.
When he activated Flying Thunder God and arrived at the broken bridge of Wave Country, he saw Kakashi trapped by Zabuza’s Water Prison Technique, and Naruto and others shouted anxiously. Su Yin hid in the dark, activated the sound wave illusion to interfere with Zabuza’s perception, and threw a kunai engraved with the Flying Thunder God Technique at Kakashi.
“Raikiri!” Kakashi seized the opportunity to launch an attack, and the water prison technique was broken. Zabuza looked around in surprise, not understanding why his perception suddenly failed. Su Yin took the opportunity to extract Zabuza’s water clone technique, and chakra flowed in his body, instantly creating five clones that were exactly like him.
“Take advantage of now!” Su Yin’s clones shouted at the same time, attracting Zabuza’s attention. Naruto and others seized the opportunity and fled the battlefield with Kakashi. Su Yin’s original body activated Flying Thunder God and came to Bai’s hiding place.
“Your Ice Escape is very powerful.” Su Yin appeared behind Bai, “But I’m more curious, why do you want to work for Zabuza?”
Bai turned around, his eyes full of vigilance under the mask: “Who are you? Why do you know of my existence?”
Su Yin did not answer, but showed the chakra in his palm – it was a special form that combined ice escape and fire escape, which could instantly condense water vapor into ice crystals. Bai’s pupils shrank suddenly. He had never seen anyone use two opposing attributes at the same time.
“Join me.” Su Yin said, “I can protect Zabuza, and I can also make you stop hiding your power.”
At this moment, the system suddenly issued a sharp alarm: “The seal of the Hyuga clan is loosening at an accelerated rate, and the jade pendant fragments in the boy’s body are absorbing the surrounding chakra!” Su Yin’s heart tightened, knowing that he had to rush back to the base as soon as possible.
“Think about it.” He left a kunai with contact information engraved on it, activated Flying Thunder God and disappeared into the night. When he returned to the base, the boy had already woken up, his eyes flashing a strange red light, and the data of the cultivation cabin in the mine formed a holographic projection behind him.
“You are finally here, the other half of the key.” The boy’s voice became strange and cold, “Our reunion will usher in a new era for Kaguya-sama.”
Su Yin tightened his grip on the kunai at his waist, and the pseudo-Susanoo crow feather armor was faintly visible behind him. He knew that he had not only triggered the conflict with Orochimaru and Danzo ahead of time, but also accidentally awakened a greater threat. At this time, although the battle in the Land of Waves had temporarily subsided, Kakashi’s chakra damage was more serious, and the attitudes of Zabuza and Haku had become new variables.
The ability panel is suddenly updated:
【New capabilities】
-Water clone technique (great achievement)
– Ice Release: Red Lotus Dance (Elementary, a special ninjutsu that combines Ice Release and Fire Release)
Warning: The loosening of the seal of the Hyuga clan has caused time and space disorder, and some system functions have been delayed. It is recommended to repair the time and space anchor point as soon as possible.
Su Yin looked at the moonlight outside the window and took out the jade pendant from his arms. The light in the cracks was more dazzling than before, and it resonated strongly with the boy’s fragments. He knew that every choice he made was pushing the ninja world in an unknown direction, and the “threat” that was awakened in advance might be the key to changing everything.
Chapter 9: Shadow Cultivation (Old Version)
Chapter 9: Deep Cultivation
In the early morning, in the hills behind Konoha
Su Yin leaned against the rock wall where the waterfall fell, his palms pressed against the wet basalt. The diamond runes of the Flying Thunder God Technique flowed on his fingertips, resonating with the natural chakra contained in the water flow – this was the “water vein positioning method” that he had spent three days to improve, which could use the water body as the temporary coordinates of the Flying Thunder God, expanding the teleportation range from a radius of five kilometers to the entire water system of the Land of Fire.
“Ding! The proficiency of the Flying Thunder God Technique has exceeded 97%, unlocking the ‘natural medium resonance’ feature.” When the system prompt sounded in his mind, the world in front of Su Yin suddenly became clear: he “saw” the direction of the twelve underground rivers in Hidden Leaf Village, and each stream of water was flashing with markable light blue spots.
He closed his eyes and took a deep breath, his chakra spreading throughout his body like a spider web. The meridian nodes of the Eight Gates of Ninjutsu: Opening were clearly displayed on his retina, and the system was analyzing Rock Lee’s force trajectory at a frequency of 300 times per second – this was the data he extracted from the surveillance video of the Ninja School Library, and combined with the daily training images of Kaiban, he was building his own physical training system.
“Host’s current physical skill compatibility: 89%. It is recommended to integrate Might Guy’s ‘Peacock’ power mode.” The system’s suggestion made Su Yin’s mouth slightly raised. He knew that under the suppression of the pupil skills of the Sharingan and the Samsara Eye, the ultimate physical skill was still an irreplaceable trump card, and Guy’s Eight Gates of Ninjutsu was the key to breaking the “absolute defense”.
At noon, the secret base “Shadow Crow’s Nest”
In a laboratory 30 meters underground, 12 ANBU ninjas wearing crow feather masks were training in puppet manipulation. Su Yin stood in front of the holographic projection, looking at the latest information sent by Kabuto Yakushi: Orochimaru’s “artificial Hashirama cells” experiment had reached a bottleneck, Danzo temporarily restrained his edge due to the destruction of the Root Organization, and the capture operation of the Akatsuki Organization was still concentrated at the border between the Kingdom of Wind and the Kingdom of Water.
“Very good, continue to maintain chakra monitoring of the borders of the five major countries.” Su Yin ordered the communication frog, “Pay special attention to the movements of the Blood Mist Village in the Hidden Mist Village – if Zabuza and Hakuru join us, there will be a gap in the Hidden Mist Village’s ninja system.”
He turned and walked towards the incubator, where a cell sample extracted from the body of a young boy from the Kaguya clan floated. After the conflict in the mine three days ago, the boy had been sealed with illusion by him and placed in the civilian area of ​​Konoha, but the jade pendant fragments remaining in his body were still slowly repairing the time and space anchor point. The system interface displayed:
【Space-time stability】
-Current: 78% (up 15% from last week)
-Key factor: The resonance frequency of the Hyuga cells and the host jade pendant tends to be synchronized
“Perhaps, this is the real purpose of the system.” Su Yin muttered to himself. He never forgot Obito’s warning, and the suspense about the “system master” was always on his mind. But at this moment, he was more focused on how to transform these unstable factors into strength – for example, using the cells of the Kaguya clan to improve the pseudo-curse seal so that it no longer relied on Orochimaru’s catalytic fluid.
At dusk, on the edge of the forest of death
Naruto was practicing the explosion of the Rasengan and heard it faintly. Su Hidden in the treetops, he silently observed the training of Team 7. Kakashi’s chakra fluctuations were weaker than expected, and the load of the Sharingan was close to the critical point, but he chose to stay put – intervening too early would only arouse the suspicion of the copy ninja, and the opportunity for Kakashi to obtain the Mangekyō Sharingan in the original work still needed to be advanced according to the timeline.
“System, extract Nara Shikamaru’s shadow imitation technique.” Su Yin suddenly spoke. A light blue data stream poured into his mind, and he clearly “saw” the chakra link of the shadow ninjutsu – the exquisiteness of converting spiritual energy into physical binding was the key to his perfect puppet manipulation technique.
When he tried to combine the shadow technique with Scorpion’s puppet line, a kunai engraved with the Flying Thunder God Technique suddenly slipped out of his sleeve. These were the coordinates that were placed on Kakashi’s forehead three days ago, and they were now flashing as the copy ninja moved. The aftereffects of the Wave Country mission began to appear, and Kakashi’s chakra was unconsciously approaching the fragments of Obito’s Sharingan.
“Keep your distance and continue recording data.” Su Yin gave himself the order. He knew that his forbearance at this moment was not a retreat, but a way to forge his own strength to the point where he could confront Pain head-on before the storm of “Akatsuki’s capture of the tailed beast” came.
Midnight has arrived, underground at the Uchiha ruins
Su Yin sat cross-legged in front of the stone statue of Madara, with the jade pendant and the system core suspended on his knees. After seventeen experiments, he finally succeeded in integrating the time and space power of the Kaguya clan into the Flying Thunder God, allowing him to briefly enter a “semi-virtual” state when teleporting – this means that he can pass through most physical barriers without being detected.
“Ding! Special ability ‘Shadow Teleport’ unlocked: Can be immune to physical attacks for 3 seconds during teleportation, cooldown time 30 minutes.”
As the ability panel was updated, Su Yin felt a slight heat in his nose. The degree of soul erosion quietly rose to 15%, but in return, the amount of chakra exceeded 40,000 – this exceeded the upper limit of ordinary Kage-level powerhouses and was close to the level of the peak period of the Five Kage.
He took out the evil god cult rune that he had stripped from Feidan’s body and overlapped it with the crack on the jade pendant. The system suddenly beeped, and an option that had never been seen before appeared on the light screen: “Do you want to open the analysis of ‘Kaguya’s Legacy’? Current risk: The probability of space-time anchor point collapse is 23%.”
“Not analyzing yet.” Su Yin closed the interface. He knew that at a time when Naruto’s Nine-Tails Chakra was not yet fully under control and Sasuke’s curse seal was still unstable, rashly touching Kaguya’s secret would only trigger a chain reaction. A true ruler does not need to rush for success, but to make the gears of the entire ninja world turn in rhythm in the dark web he has woven.
At dawn, by the Mirror Lake
Su Yin inserted the last Flying Thunder God Kunai into the stone pillar of the pavilion in the middle of the lake, and suddenly heard the sound of crushed dead leaves behind him. When he turned around, Bai’s mask came into view, and Zabuza’s beheading sword was carried on his shoulder, the blade reflecting the rising sun.
“We’ve considered it.” Bai’s voice was a little more resolute than when he was in the Land of Waves. “The Bloody Mist Village of the Hidden Mist Village has become corrupted. We need… a new way to survive.”
Su Yin nodded without asking any more questions. He knew that the joining of this pair of wandering ninjas would be the key to his infiltration of the Land of Water. More importantly, Bai’s ice escape technique resonated subtly with the Kaguya cells in his body – this resonance might be able to play a miraculous role in the future “Bloodline Limit Fusion Plan”.
He handed over two crow feather forehead protectors: “From today on, you have only one mission – to establish the ‘Shadow Village’ in the Hidden Mist Village and train ninjas who are not bound by the village.” When Zabuza took the forehead protector, Su Yin suddenly whispered, “Also, pay attention to a man wearing a vortex mask. His chakra… is more dangerous than the Akatsuki organization.”
The morning mist gradually dissipated, and Su Yin watched the two figures disappear by the lake. On the ability panel, the “Kirigakure Shadow Village (under construction)” was newly added under the “Power Network” item, and the number of Anbu members exceeded 30. He knew that such a development speed was terrifying in the ninja world, but he carefully maintained the illusion of “silently moistening things” – no one would notice that this Genin who had been unknown in the Chunin Exam was building the foundation for ruling the ninja world in the shadows at a speed that surpassed the original.
In the distance, the alarm bell of Konoha Village rang on time. Su Yin touched the jade pendant on his chest, and the faint light seeping out of the cracks complemented the blue light of the system core. He knew that the real challenge had not yet come: the Samsara Eye plan of the Akatsuki organization, Obito’s Moon Eye, Kaguya’s awakening… But at this moment, he had enough patience to wait – waiting for Naruto to grow up to be a capable Nine-Tails Jinchūriki, waiting for Sasuke to find his own light in the darkness, and waiting for the moment when the time is right, so that the entire ninja world can move towards true unification under his secret control.
Chapter 10: Dark Web Interweaving (Old Version)
Chapter 10: Dark Web Interweaving
Kirigakure Port in the morning mist
The salty sea breeze rolled up the broken waves and hit the rocks. Zabuza’s beheading sword split the throat of the last Kirigakure ANBU. The white ice mirror reflected twelve afterimages above the dock, and the frozen blood drops hovered in the air like a string of dark red wind chimes.
“The seventh group of observers.” Bai took off his blood-stained mask, and his ice chakra condensed into tiny snowflakes on his fingertips. “The branch of the Mizunotsuki family is sending news to Kizuna Castle.”
Su Yin stood in the shadows, the blue light of the Flying Thunder God Kunai in his sleeves overlapped with the waves on the sea. He looked at the newly erected crow feather flag on the dock – a black background with silver spirals embroidered on it, which was the symbol of “Shadow Village”. Three days ago, when the first Mist Village rebel knocked on the wooden door with injuries, he knew that the cracks in the Blood Mist Village were big enough for him to insert a wedge.
“Pass the information to Qing.” Su Yin took a half step forward, his fingertips brushing across the crow feathers on Zabuza’s forehead guard, “Have him investigate Kizuna Castle in the name of the Mizukage, and say… someone is secretly communicating with Akatsuki.” He paused, his eyes falling on the faint ice marks on Bai’s neck, “Also, prepare twenty ice escape containers, I need to test the fusion reaction of Kaguya’s cells and bloodline limit.”
Konoha Hospital Underground Laboratory
The blue light of the incubator illuminated the pale face of the Hyuga boy. His fingertips dug into his palm unconsciously, and fine silver lines appeared under his skin, like star tracks wandering in his blood vessels. Su Yin stared at the brain wave curve that was jumping wildly on the monitoring screen. The red warning light on the system interface kept flashing:
[Time-space anchor point volatility index: 117% (critical value 120%)][Non-human consciousness intrusion detected – feature match: Kaguya Otsutsuki]“Bang!” The boy suddenly opened his eyes, and cracked space-time patterns appeared on the tempered glass surface of the incubator. Su Yin’s pupils shrank suddenly, and he clearly saw that what was reflected in the boy’s eyes was not the light of the laboratory, but the starry sky when Kaguya opened the Heaven’s Palace on the moon.
“Host, do you want to activate the ‘Star Track Seal’ of the jade pendant?” The system’s mechanical voice trembled in a rare tone, “Forced suppression may increase the cell necrosis rate to 47%.”
“Prepare the illusion barrier.” Su Yin bit his fingertips and pressed the Flying Thunder God Rune on the incubator. “Notify Nara Shikaku and tell him that there is an abnormal chakra fluctuation in the back mountain of Konoha. Ask Shikamaru to bring the improved scroll of shadow imitation technique.” He looked at the boy’s gradually calm face. The green jade pendant around his neck felt a burning pain. The faint light from the cracks was resonating with the silver lines on the boy’s palm. “Kaguya’s consciousness is reviving through his body, and we… need a perfect container.”
Memorial Square at dusk
Kakashi leaned against Uchiha Itachi’s tombstone, the three magatama of the Sharingan flickering in the twilight. The bandage under the forehead was oozing with light blood, which was the sequelae left by the battle with Kakuzu three days ago – the load of the Sharingan had long exceeded the limit, and even fragments of Obito’s memory began to emerge on the retina.
“Click.”
The sound of metal falling to the ground startled the copy ninja. Kakashi looked down and saw a kunai with the Flying Thunder God Technique lying at his feet. It was the batch that disappeared in the Land of Waves three days ago. When his fingertips touched the kunai, the image of Obito falling off the rock suddenly flashed through his mind. His Sharingan shrank violently, and cast a phantom of a kaleidoscope on the ground.
“Kakashi-sensei!”
Naruto’s worried cry came from a distance. Kakashi quickly hid the kunai, but he didn’t notice that the spell on the kunai was slowly changing its coordinates with his chakra fluctuations. Su’s pupils hidden in the shadow of the tree suddenly shrank. He saw that in Kakashi’s chakra flow, the dark gold color belonging to Obito was resonating with the blue light of the kunai.
“System, locate Obito’s current coordinates.” Su Yin ordered in a low voice, and the puppet line in his sleeve quietly tightened, “Prepare ‘Shadow Instant Body’, we may need to intervene in advance…”
Deep in the ruins of Yuyin Village
Pain Tendō’s Rinnegan was watching the scene in the water mirror: the Two-Tailed Jinchūriki was being shuttled through the thunderclouds at the border of Kumogakure by a wooden man, and three kilometers behind her, twelve crow-feather-shaped chakra waves were approaching in an encirclement posture.
“Akatsuki’s action is four days earlier than expected.” Konan’s paper butterfly landed on Tendao’s shoulder. “An abnormal chakra reaction was heard from the direction of Kirigakure, which is similar to the time and space fluctuations of the Kaguya clan.”
Tendao’s eyes swept across the black forehead guard that flashed in the water mirror. The crow feather symbol was particularly dazzling in the lightning. “Notify Hidan and Kakuzu to temporarily give up the Two-Tails. Go to the Kirigakure Port and find out… who is getting involved in Kaguya’s inheritance.” He paused, and the pupils of his Samsara eye suddenly contracted. “Also, the copy ninja who is monitoring Konoha – his Sharingan seems to have come into contact with something he shouldn’t have.”
Mirror Lake Pavilion at midnight
Su Yin stood in the hexagram array formed by the Flying Thunder God Kunai, looking at the twelve pursuers reflected on the lake. Kakuzu’s five hearts were beating like drums in his chakra perception, and Feidan’s evil god cult seal was dyeing the lake water dark red.
“It’s coming faster than expected.” Su Yin whispered to himself, his fingertips stroking the crow feathers on the forehead protector, “System, start the primary analysis of ‘Kaguya’s Legacy’ – use Kakuzu’s Earth Grudge to do an experiment.”
A blue light flashed, and Su Yin’s figure turned into a translucent shadow in the teleportation. When Hidan’s black stick pierced his heart, he had already appeared behind Kakuzu, and the puppet line silently wrapped around the five hearts – those organs that should have been immune to physical attacks, at this moment, under the erosion of Kaguya’s cells, the surface was showing lines like cracks in time and space.
“This is…” Kakuzu’s voice was filled with fear. He saw his earth escape heart disintegrating and turning into countless points of light that merged into the jade pendant in Su Yin’s palm. “Who are you?!”
Su Yin did not answer. He watched the soaring space-time stability on the system interface, and listened to Feidan’s curse gradually fade away until the Mirror Lake returned to calm. When he lowered his head, he found that a silver line had appeared on his palm at some point, which was exactly the same as the line on the body of the Kaguya boy – it was the wedge of the Otsutsuki clan, quietly taking root in the depths of his soul.
Uchiha Ruins at Dawn
Kakashi was lying on the operating table, and the fragment of Obito’s Sharingan was emitting a faint light in the culture dish. Su Yin stood in the shadows, watching Shizune carefully insert the fragment into Kakashi’s optic nerve. Suddenly, an emergency prompt popped up on the system interface:
[The space-time anchor is about to collapse! The space-time paradox caused by the resonance of the double Sharingan has been detected——]“Do it!” Su Yin shouted, and the puppet string accurately pierced Kakashi’s Sanyinjiao acupoint. At the moment when the chakra ran wild, he activated the shadow body to pass through the barrier and mixed his chakra into Obito’s dark gold. At the moment when Kakashi’s Sharingan suddenly lit up the Mangekyo, he clearly saw that in Obito’s memory, a figure wearing a crow feather forehead guard appeared in the blank time period.
“Warning! The host’s soul erosion rate has exceeded 20%!” Su Yin staggered back to the corner amid the system’s alarm, looking at the silver lines spreading on his arm. He suddenly chuckled, and his fingertips stroked the jade pendant around his neck – a half-star-shaped mark appeared there at some point, which was exactly the same as the birthmarks on the necks of the Hyuga boy and Xiao Li.
In the morning mist, the crow feather flags of the Kirigakure Port fluttered. Su Yin took out the communication frog and heard Bai’s voice with the crisp sound of ice: “The Shadow Village has accepted 37 rebellious ninjas, three of whom have bloodline limits. In addition…” The girl’s voice suddenly lowered, “Kaguya’s ward is empty. The surveillance video shows that he left through the wall, just like… just like Uchiha Shisui’s body-flash technique.”
Su Yin looked towards Konoha, where the chakra turbulence was clearly mixed with a trace of cold power from the Age of Gods that did not belong to this era. He knew that Kaguya’s consciousness was awakening through the loophole in the space-time anchor point, and the dark web he had buried with his own hands was now being watched by the ancient gods.
“Notify all Anbu to start the second phase of the Star Track Project.” Su Yin ordered the communication frog, his eyes falling on the silver lines on his palm, “From today on, every dark river, every ninja school, and every rebel ninja base in the five major countries will become our eyes.” He paused, his voice as light as mist, “Because the god is about to wake up, and we… must weave a dark web that is enough to cover the entire ninja world before she opens her eyes.”
Chapter 11: The Sharingan’s Double Reflection (Old Version)
Chapter 11: The Sharingan’s Double Reflection
The smell of disinfectant made Kakashi’s nose tighten. He stared at the swaying shadows of the trees on the ceiling, and suddenly felt a tearing pain in his Sharingan – on his retina, the image of Obito falling off the rock was playing in reverse, the rubble flew back into the sky, and the boy’s smiling face gradually became clear, but the moment it touched the forehead protector, it turned into a figure wearing a crow feather mask.
“Kakashi-sensei?” Shizune waved her hand in front of his eyes. “Seventh vision after surgery?”
The copy ninja sat up suddenly, cold sweat soaking through the bandages. He saw the kunai on the bedside table vibrating. It was the Flying Thunder God weapon that Su Yin “left behind” three days ago. At this moment, it was reflecting a distorted reflection – it should have been his own face, but it was split into overlapping images of Obito and Su Yin at the pupil of the Sharingan.
“Give this back to the Anbu.” Kakashi pulled off the kunai and threw it into the medical box. Amid the metallic collision, he heard his heartbeat resonate with the spell on the kunai. This feeling was familiar, just like the turbulent waves of chakra in his veins when Obito handed him the Sharingan.
The alarm of the incubator pierced the silence. Su Yin stared at the young Kaguya on the monitoring screen. At this moment, the young man was suspended in the culture fluid, and the silver lines under his skin formed a complete star track map, which completely overlapped with the lines of the Uchiha stele on the dome of the laboratory.
“Mangekyo Sharingan resonance detected.” The system’s mechanical voice was accompanied by the noise of electricity. “Kakashi’s chakra is activating the ‘God of War: Reverse’ in Obito’s fragments. Target coordinates: Uchiha Ruins underground third floor.”
Su Yin’s fingertips slid across the operating table, and seventeen Flying Thunder God Kunai lit up blue light at the same time. When he saw the boy’s fingertips penetrate the glass of the incubator and write the word “Karin” in the mist on the surveillance screen, his heart suddenly skipped a beat – that was his mother’s name, which he had never mentioned to anyone.
Moonlight fell from the collapsed dome, and Kakashi’s kunai was stuck in the stone statue base of Madara. The Sharingan activated its divine power uncontrollably, and the space in front of him was distorted like a mirror, revealing the scene on the other side of the crack: the girl wearing a silver bell was kneeling in front of the star coffin, and the star birthmark on her neck and the silver lines on Su Yin’s arm complemented each other.
“Is that…Minato’s disciple?” Kakashi stumbled half a step, and heard the girl’s whisper through the crack, “The Star Track Recorder needs the host’s wedge to start, and you…are the key connecting the past and the future.”
When he tried to touch the girl’s shoulder, blood suddenly flowed from his Sharingan. The moment the crack closed, Kakashi saw the inscription on the sarcophagus clearly – it was the emblem of the Otsutsuki clan, which was exactly the same as the dark pattern on the inside of Su Yin’s forehead protector.
The white ice mirror shattered in the corner of the wall, and twelve different faces were reflected in the twelve broken mirrors – each face had the same ice-blue pupils as hers, but with silver streaks like Kaguya’s boyish appearance.
“This is the seventh time you’ve lost control.” Zabuza’s beheading sword was across her neck, and the blood beads on the blade were being absorbed by the silver veins. “Su Yin said that Kaguya’s cells need an adaptation period, but your chakra is devouring the ice escape.”
Bai looked down at the ice crystal in her palm. In the center of the hexagonal crystal, which should have been transparent, a tiny wedge pattern appeared. She suddenly remembered the young Kaguya she met at the port three days ago. His last words were: “The silver bell on your neck is the same as my mother’s.”
Danzo’s bandage covered half of his face, but it couldn’t hide the Izanagi chakra that was leaking from his sleeves. He looked at the Kaguya cell sample handed over by Su Yin, and greed flashed in his one eye: “The Root Organization can provide Shadow Village with the movements of the top leaders of the Mist Village, but you have to guarantee-“
“Make sure Sasuke doesn’t die at the hands of Orochimaru.” Su Yin finished for him, his fingertips swiping across the Flying Thunder God Formation on the stone table, “I need you to order Yamanaka Inoichi to seal all records of Kaguya in Konoha.” He paused, his eyes falling on the Sharingan bandage on Danzo’s chest, “Including…Karin’s death record.”
The old man’s pupils suddenly contracted. This name was the most taboo file of Konoha Anbu back then – the female ninja with Kaguya bloodline, who was secretly executed after giving birth to Su Yin, and the cause of death was marked as “chakra rampage”.
Su Yin pushed the last injection of Kaguya cells into his vein, and the system interface suddenly popped up an option he had never seen before:
[Do you want to fuse the Otsutsuki wedge? Current progress: 47% (related to the resonance of Kakashi’s Sharingan)]Before he could make a choice, the sound of glass breaking came from the direction of the incubator. Kaguya stood in the shadows, with the words of the Age of Gods flowing in his eyes. When he spoke, it was the voice of Su Yin’s mother: “The star track recorder has been activated. The girl Kakashi saw was me who was sealed on the moon thirty years ago.”
Su Yin’s jade pendant suddenly exploded, and the fragments floated in the air to form a star map – that was the time and space coordinates before Kaguya was sealed, and each star corresponded to the chakra node of a strong ninja. He finally understood that the so-called “ruling the ninja world” of the system was just the first step of Kaguya’s resurrection plan.
“Your father used his wedge to buy your life.” The young man stepped forward and touched the silver lines on Su Yin’s arm with his fingertips. “Now, it’s up to you to complete his unfinished business – collect the space-time coordinates of all the Sharingan and Samsara eyes before Pain finds the Star Coffin.”
When Kakashi was sorting documents in the Anbu office, his Sharingan suddenly turned to the window uncontrollably. He saw that in the direction of the mountain behind Konoha, a star array consisting of seventeen blue lights was rising, and in the center of the star array, Su Yin’s figure was being wrapped in the silver lines of the young Kaguya.
“Warning! Two-way connection of space-time anchor point detected!” The system alarm sounded in Su Yin’s mind, “Kakashi activates Kamui: Reverse, targeting Kaguya!”
Before he could seal the seal, Su Yin was sucked into the twisted space. When he opened his eyes, he found himself standing in the ruins of Yuyin Village thirty years ago. The girl with the silver bell was facing away from him, and the bell falling from her hair was exactly the same as Xiaoli’s.
“Mom?” The word stuck in her throat. The moment the girl turned around, time and space collapsed again. Su Yin saw that under the star birthmark on her neck, there was a tattoo of the same Flying Thunder God spell as the fragment of her jade pendant.
Shizune found something unusual in Kakashi’s medical kit: the Flying Thunder God Kunai that was supposed to be confiscated was now covered with new spells – the forbidden technique on the Uchiha stele. When she tried to touch it, the Kunai suddenly disappeared, leaving only a female voice that did not belong to this era echoing in the air:
“Tell Su Yin that the key to the Star Coffin is in Sasuke’s curse seal.”
Deep in the Mist Port, Pain Tendou’s Rinnegan reflected the collapse of the star track map. He raised the black stick and pointed it in the direction of the Shadow Village. Shinra Tensei’s chakra gathered in his palm, but when he saw the evacuation route of the civilians in the base, his pupils trembled slightly – that route was exactly the same as the escape route he had planned for Yahiko.
Chapter 12: Resonance of the Seal and the Wedge (Old Version)
Chapter 12: Resonance of the Seal and the Wedge
The damp stone walls were covered with fluorescent mosses, and Sasuke’s curse seal burned on his shoulders and neck, like a living thing swimming in his blood vessels. He stared at his reflection in the water, and the edge of his three-magatama Sharingan iris was faintly silver-blue – that was the change that occurred after Kaguya broke into the curse seal experiment chamber three days ago.
“Master Sasuke, Master Orochimaru asks you to go to the laboratory.” The hissing of the white-scaled snake mixed with the mechanical sound, and the pungent smell of formalin came out when the hatch opened. Sasuke’s fingertips brushed across the kunai hidden in his sleeves, where the Flying Thunder God micro-seal that Su Yin “accidentally” left half a month ago was engraved.
Twelve incubators were suspended in the center of the laboratory, and the test subjects covered in silver streaks were soaked in the chambers. Sasuke’s pupils shrank suddenly – the direction of those silver streaks was exactly the same as the star track map he had seen at the Uchiha ruins. In the deepest chamber, Kaguya was closing his eyes, with half a broken jade hanging around his neck. The faint light from the cracks was synchronized with the burning frequency of Sasuke’s curse seal.
“Ah, Sasuke’s curse seal is really interesting.” Orochimaru’s snake pupils lit up in the shadows, and his fingertips pressed on the wedge on Kaguya’s forehead. “This little guy said that your curse seal contains the key to open the star coffin.”
Kakashi’s kunai slammed onto the conference table, and the chakra of the twelve Anbu members instantly tightened. The spell appeared in the moonlight. It was the forbidden technique at the bottom of the Uchiha Stele – “Space-Time Anchor Connection Technique”.
“Three days ago, Su Yin appeared in the space-time rift of the Uchiha ruins.” Kakashi’s Sharingan stared at the shadow in the corner, where a faint smell of crow feathers was coming from. “And this technique requires the wedge of the Otsutsuki clan to activate.”
When Su Yin walked out of the shadows, the kunai of the Anbu members were unsheathed at the same time. He noticed that the bandage under Kakashi’s forehead was oozing blood, and the dark golden chakra flowing between the three magatama of the Sharingan was resonating with the silver lines on his arm.
“I’m trying to stop Kaguya from resurrecting.” Su Yin spread out his palms, with silver lines curling up like a living thing. “Thirty years ago, my mother sealed the Star Coffin on the moon with her life, and now—” He looked at the Konoha forehead protector on the wall, “Orochimaru is using Sasuke’s curse seal as a key to try to restart the Star Track Recorder.”
Bai’s ice escape condensed into a 30-meter-high mirror monument at the dock, and each ice crystal reflected the chakra flow of the members of Shadow Village. She suddenly pressed her chest, and silver lines spread from her fingertips to her pupils. What she saw was no longer the streets of Kirigakure, but the laboratory in the back mountain of Konoha – Su Yin was injecting her blood into the incubator of Kaguya.
“Shiro!” Zabuza’s beheading sword split open the attacking water prison. He saw a star track map appearing on the surface of the girl’s ice mirror. Each star corresponded to the position of a member of the Shadow Village. “Your chakra is locating Kaguya!”
Bai suddenly woke up, and the ice mirror shattered. She looked down at the wedge pattern on her palm, and suddenly remembered what Su Yin had said: “The existence of Shadow Village is to prevent ninjas from becoming pawns of the village.” But at this moment, she clearly felt that her ice escape was becoming Kaguya’s eyes to perceive the ninja world.
Sasuke’s curse seal suddenly went wild, throwing him onto the incubator. Amid the sound of shattering glass, Kaguya opened his eyes, and what flowed in his pupils was no longer the words of the Age of Gods, but fragments of Su Yin’s mother’s memories – the Hidden Rain Village in the heavy rain, and the girl wearing a silver bell stuffed half a jade pendant into the swaddled baby.
“Is that… Su Yin?” Sasuke’s voice was shaking without him even noticing. He saw the boy’s fingertips touch the curse mark on his neck, and the black curse began to absorb the silver lines, spelling out the word “Karin” on his skin – the same as the mark on Kakashi’s kunai.
“Orochimaru injected Kaguya’s wedge fragments into the incubator.” The boy’s voice was mixed with Orochimaru’s hissing, “Your curse seal was actually cultivated with my mother’s cells, so it can–“
“Shut up!” Sasuke’s Chidori suddenly exploded, but dissipated the moment it touched the boy. He was horrified to find that his chakra was pouring into the boy’s body uncontrollably, and the location of the curse seal was now showing the same silver lines as Su Yin’s.
Su Yin’s back was against the Uchiha stele, and the red light of the system interface almost swallowed him up:
[Wedge fusion progress: 63% (Sasuke’s curse seal provides 15% energy)][Detection of Kaguya’s consciousness awakening – current personality erosion degree: 31%]He heard Orochimaru’s laughter coming from all directions: “So you are Karin’s son, no wonder Kaguya’s wedge chose you.” In the projection, Orochimaru licked his lips, “But unfortunately, Sasuke’s curse seal has merged with my white snake cells, and now-“
The screen suddenly distorted, and Kaguya’s image appeared on the system interface: “Stop Sasuke! His curse seal is absorbing my wedge. If this continues, the Star Coffin will be advanced–“
The warning stopped abruptly. Su Yin looked down and found that his nails had turned silver-blue, and a complete wedge pattern appeared on his palm. When he activated the Shadow Instant Body, he appeared directly in the Otogakure laboratory and saw Sasuke being entangled by Orochimaru’s white snake. The silver lines on the curse seal pierced into Kaguya’s heart like a chain.
“Stop!” Su Yin’s puppet line entangled the white snake, but it was corroded the moment it touched. He was shocked to realize that Orochimaru had already injected the juice of the sacred tree into the incubator, and those silver lines were not wedges at all, but the “God’s Age Chain” that Kaguya used to devour chakra.
Kakashi stood in the Anbu monitoring room, watching two images overlap in the water mirror:
On one side, Su Yin released the “Shadow Instant Body·Kaguya” in the Sound Valley, and the six-magatama Samsara Eye appeared behind him, the same as Kaguya-hime;
On the other side, Pain Tendo was standing in the Hidden Mist Port, but Shinra Tensei’s chakra avoided the civilian area in Shadow Village, and the black rod accurately pierced into the laboratory where Kaguya’s cells were stored.
“I see…” Kakashi touched the Flying Thunder God seal on his forehead protector and finally understood why Su Yin always appeared on the most dangerous battlefields – he was not saving people, but ensuring that Kaguya’s resurrection ceremony was carried out according to a certain star track that had already been written.
In the ruins of Otogakure Valley, Sasuke looked at the young Kaguya lying in a pool of blood and found that the broken jade around his neck had somehow become complete. Two figures were reflected on the surface of the broken jade: one was the Dai Ling girl holding a baby, and the other was Su Yin, who was wearing a crow feather forehead protector and had the light of the Samsara Eye in his eyes.
“Sasuke… what you saw was the truth of thirty years ago.” Su Yin’s voice was hoarse, and silver lines had covered half of his face. “My mother was actually the consciousness split from Kaguya, and I… have been the key to the Star Coffin since I was born.”
Before he finished speaking, the world suddenly shook. Sasuke’s Sharingan saw that the chakra nodes of the entire ninja world were lighting up, like stars strung into a necklace – that was a sign that Kaguya was about to wake up, and the knot of the necklace was the wedge in Su Yin’s palm.
Chapter 13: Cracks in Shadownest (Old Version)
Chapter 13: Cracks in Shadow Nest
Bai’s fingertips slid across the ice mirror, and the condensed water droplets spelled out the word “Su Yin” on the mirror surface, but they disintegrated into tiny ice crystals when they touched the silver lines. She looked at the figure in the center of the training ground – Su Yin was instructing the members of the Anbu to form seals, but the gesture of holding the sword was clearly Zabuza’s beheading sword technique, and the star-shaped birthmark on the side of his neck was three times brighter than yesterday.
“He hasn’t slept for three days.” Zabuza’s voice came from behind him, the blood on the blade had not yet coagulated, “Last night, he asked me to assassinate the Kirigakure Mizukage, but added ‘protect his daughter’ at the end of the order.”
Bai turned around and saw a half piece of broken jade wrapped around the handle of the beheading sword – it was taken from Kaguya’s body, and it was vibrating at the same frequency as the silver lines on Su Yin’s arm. She suddenly remembered the scene in the laboratory surveillance: when Su Yin was injecting Kaguya’s cells, he whispered to the culture chamber, “Mom, I will help you complete the star track”, but that was clearly Kaguya’s voice.
Sasuke leaned against the dead tree, his fingertips unconsciously stroking the silver lines on his shoulders and neck. The burning pain caused by the curse seal disappeared, replaced by a strange sense of connection – he could “see” the rain in the Kirigakure Port, the wind in the mountains behind Konoha, and even the chakra ripples of Kakashi’s Sharingan every time he turned.
“This is the resonance of Kaguya’s wedge.” Orochimaru’s snake tongue suddenly licked his earlobe, “You are now like a probe inserted into the chakra network of the ninja world.”
Sasuke turned around suddenly, and the Chidori exploded in his palm. But the snake uncle in front of him was just a projection, with his usual crazy smile on his face: “Su Yin that kid wants to be a key? But what Kaguya needs is a container that can carry the power of the Age of Gods – such as you and me, who have both Uchiha blood and Kaguya cells.”
Before the projection disappeared, Sasuke saw Orochimaru holding a beating silver-blue heart in his hand, with the same pattern on its surface as his own curse seal. It was taken from Kaguya’s body, and at this moment, it was resonating with his chakra through some kind of technique.
Kakashi’s kunai pierced the air for the fourth time, but the turbulence of time and space when the Kamui was activated pushed him to a completely different scene – the Hidden Rain Village thirty years ago, a girl wearing a silver bell was running in the heavy rain, and in the swaddling clothes in her arms, the same baby crying as Su Yin’s was heard.
“Karin!” Minato’s voice came from a distance, but the girl turned and jumped towards the cliff. The sound of the silver bell mixed with the thunder, and the star birthmark on the side of her neck was particularly dazzling in the lightning. Kakashi saw the tattoo on her back clearly – it was a complete star track recorder pattern, which was exactly the same as the dark pattern on the inside of Su Yin’s forehead protector.
“Is this… Su Yin’s memory?” Kakashi staggered and held onto the stone wall. He found that his Sharingan was absorbing the chakra in the scene, and the spell on the kunai began to automatically complete. “It turns out that his mother is the container of Kaguya’s consciousness, and he… has been carrying the mission of restarting the Star Coffin since birth.”
Su Yin stared at the remains of Kaguya in the incubator. The red light from the system interface almost swallowed him up:
[Personality erosion degree: 47% (Kaguya’s consciousness-dominant language center detected)][Star Coffin Activation Conditions: Wedge Fusion Degree 70% + Three Sharingan Space-Time Coordinates (Kakashi, Sasuke, and Obito have been collected)]He suddenly heard his own voice echoing in the laboratory, but speaking in an unfamiliar language. When his fingertips touched the console, silver lines spread across the entire control system like a living thing, and seventeen Flying Thunder God Kunai lit up at the same time, aiming directly at the Konoha Ninja School – where Naruto was practicing the Rasengan.
“No!” Su Yin bit his tongue and forcibly took back control of his body. But Kaguya’s consciousness chuckled in her mind: “Do you think that stopping Orochimaru can change your fate? The Star Coffin requires three Uchiha wedges to activate, and Kakashi’s Sharingan is the key that Obito left for you.”
He looked down and found that the wedge in his palm had materialized, showing the prototype of the six-magatama Samsara Eye. When the communication frog suddenly rang, it was Bai’s crying voice that came: “Master Su Yin, Captain Zabuza… He is in the office of the Kirigakure Mizukage, swinging his sword at the air!”
Zabuza’s beheading sword smashed the tenth ice mirror, blood dripped down the blade, and merged into Su Yin’s reflection on the ground. He saw the corner of the reflection’s mouth curled up into a sneer that did not belong to the other party, and silver lines spread from the eyes to the whole face. It was clearly the appearance of the young Kaguya before his death.
“Captain, wake up!” Bai’s ice escape trapped his wrist, but it was instantly corroded by the silver veins. She was horrified to find that Zabuza’s chakra was being extracted by some force, and the direction of the extraction was exactly the center of the star track map of the Shadow Lab – Su Yin’s position.
“Bai, look.” Zabuza suddenly showed a strange smile and pointed to the port outside the window, “Pain Tendao is here, he wants to help us… complete the final ceremony.”
Bai turned around and saw the figure of Six Paths of Pain floating above the Kirigakure Bay, the red light of the Samsara Eye reflecting the crow feather flag of Shadow Village. Tiandao’s eyes swept across the silver bell on her neck, and his pupils suddenly contracted – it was the same bell that Yahiko gave to Xiaonan that year, and it was resonating with the broken jade under Su Yin’s forehead protector.
Kakashi found the key clue at the Uchiha ruins – the inscription at the bottom of the stone tablet recorded that Kaguya had split her consciousness into three parts, which were sealed in the Star Coffin, the Wedge, and the “Container Carrying the Uchiha Bloodline”. And Su Yin is the fusion of the Wedge and the Container.
“So, Sasuke’s curse seal, my Sharingan, Su Yin’s wedge…” Kakashi touched the star map on the stone tablet and found that the three coordinates formed a triangle with Konoha as the center, “We are all pawns in Kaguya’s resurrection plan.”
At the same time, Orochimaru in Otogakure Valley implanted the silver-blue heart into his chest. The mirror reflected the overlapping figures of Su Yin and Sasuke. He licked the blood on the corner of his lips and whispered softly: “Since the Star Coffin needs three wedges, I will be the fourth… Turn the entire ninja world into Kaguya’s cultivation chamber.”
In the core laboratory of Shadow Crow’s Nest, Su Yin looked at the battlefield of Mist Hidden in the surveillance, and Kaguya’s consciousness finally took over completely. He heard himself say: “Start the star track recorder, and import the time and space coordinates of Kakashi and Sasuke into the star coffin – as for those civilians who are in the way…” The pupils covered with silver lines flashed red, “Let’s use the Shinra Tensei to play the morning bell of their death.”
Bai looked up at the Kirigakure Port and saw the six Pains raising their black sticks at the same time, and in the direction of the Shadow Village stronghold, a star array composed of seventeen blue lights was rising. She finally understood that Su Yin’s so-called “Ninjas without Borders” were just sacrifices prepared by Kaguya for resurrection – and the silver bell around her neck was, from the beginning, the soul-calling bell that connected the sacrifice with the gods.
Chapter 14: The Reverberation of Star Tracks in the Ice Mirror (Old Version)
Chapter 14: The remnant of star tracks in the ice mirror
When Bai’s ice mirror broke for the sixth time, it finally revealed the memory hidden in the lens layer – that was the night when Su Yin first taught her to make a seal, and the broken jade that slipped off the boy’s sleeve collided with the silver bell on her neck, making a clear “ding” sound. At this moment, this sound was shattered in the blood mist, just like the collapse of her belief in “Shadow”.
“Shiro, use the ice mirror to freeze my heart.” Zabuza’s voice came out of his throat, the blade of the beheading sword was against his heart, silver lines were moving wildly in his pupils, “Kaguya’s consciousness is drawing chakra through me, only… only complete freezing can stop it!”
The girl’s fingertips trembled as she formed the ice seal. She saw that in the distance, the black rods of the six-path Pain were aimed at the Shadow Village, and in the center of the star array where Su Yin was, seventeen blue lights were sucking the chakra of the entire Kirigakure Bay into their palms. The silver bell suddenly let out a piercing scream, and under the skin on the side of the white neck, a paper butterfly tattoo similar to Konan’s appeared – that was the mark that Yahiko had personally carved for his companion thirty years ago.
“So… we are all chosen sacrifices.” Bai whispered, and the ice mirror suddenly burst into a dazzling blue light. This time, it was no longer ice crystals that condensed, but countless tiny star tracks, each of which was connected to the chakra coordinates of the Kirigakure civilians. When Pain’s Shinra Tensei struck, the ice mirror rose like a shield, directing the deadly chakra storm to the empty port.
When Sasuke’s Chidori Blade cut through Orochimaru’s white snake clone, the silver lines on the blade surface suddenly buzzed. He “saw” an incredible scene: Su Yin’s consciousness was trapped in the projection of the Star Coffin, and countless transparent figures were floating around him – all members of the Shadow Village, and their chakra was being converted into the activation energy of the Star Coffin.
“This is Kaguya’s ‘Star Track Sacrifice’.” Orochimaru’s body hung from the ceiling, and the newly implanted silver-blue heart beat like the sun in his chest. “The chakra of each sacrifice will turn into the gears of the Star Coffin, and you and Su Yin… are the core pivots.”
Sasuke’s curse seal suddenly resonated with his heart, and he felt something awakening deep in his mind. When Orochimaru’s snake tongue was about to touch his forehead, the silver lines on his shoulders and neck suddenly lit up, and the Chidori Blade slashed towards his chest without warning – not to attack, but to channel the chakra from the curse seal and draw a complete star track map on the ground.
“I see!” Snake’s pupils shrank with excitement, “Hyuga’s wedge is rejecting me! But it doesn’t matter…” He opened his arms, and the same star array as Su Yin appeared on the floor of the laboratory, “I have already planted the seeds of the sacred tree in the offerings of Kirigakure, and when the star coffin is activated–“
The voice stopped abruptly. Sasuke’s Sharingan saw that Kakashi’s Kamui mark appeared on the surface of Orochimaru’s heart. It was the time and space coordinates that he secretly buried at the Konoha Anbu meeting three days ago.
Kakashi’s kunai penetrated deeply into the Uchiha stele, and the pupil of his Sharingan completely turned dark gold – that was the color of Obito’s Mangekyō Sharingan. The “Godly Power·Reverse·Space-Time Collapse” he launched was tearing the space apart, injecting the memory fragments of Karin thirty years ago into Su Yin’s sea of ​​consciousness.
“Su Yin… wake up.” The young mother’s voice rang out in the chaos, and the girl’s silver bell pierced through the layers of mist. “Your father used a wedge to exchange your life, not to make you a vessel for Kaguya, but to make you… break the key to the Star Coffin.”
In the sea of ​​consciousness, Su Yin was confronting Kaguya’s consciousness. He saw the moment when his memory was tampered with: what his mother stuffed into the swaddling clothes before falling off the cliff was not a jade pendant, but half a wedge. The real jade pendant fragment was now hanging around Bai’s neck.
“Do you think you can save them by stopping the sacrifice?” Kaguya’s shadow wandered in the star tracks. “The roots of the sacred tree have already penetrated the ninja world. Pein’s black stick, Orochimaru’s heart, and even Kakashi’s Sharingan…are all seeds I sowed.”
When Kakashi’s chakra was about to run out, Su Yin suddenly grabbed the silver bell in his mother’s memory. In the crisp sound, he finally saw the silver lines on his arm – not a wedge, but a seal carved by his father with Flying Thunder God. Each line corresponds to the chakra coordinates of the members of Shadow Village.
Su Yin suddenly opened his eyes, and the wedge in his palm was disintegrating. He found himself standing in the center of the star array, with the unconscious bodies of 300 members of Shadow Village under his feet. Each of them wore the same silver bell as Bai around his neck – it was not the soul-calling bell of the sacrifice, but the coordinates of the Flying Thunder God left by his father.
“So… you have been protecting us all along.” Bai’s voice came from behind the ice mirror. The girl’s silver hair had been dyed light red by the blood mist, but she still stubbornly maintained the protective barrier. “These silver bells are the safety coordinates that your father carved with his last chakra.”
Kaguya’s consciousness screamed in anger, and Su Yin felt something peeling off from his body. When he looked at the monitoring screen, he found that Pain Tendou’s Samsara Eye was aimed at him, and in the direction of Orochimaru’s laboratory, Sasuke’s Chidori Blade had split a crack in time and space, and the silver lines on the blade were exactly the same as his father’s Flying Thunder God technique.
“Activate the reverse star array!” Su Yin shouted, his fingertips drawing a complex trajectory on the console, “Import the coordinates of all the silver bells into the Kamui space, Obito… will catch them.”
Bai suddenly woke up, and the ice mirror reflected a scene he had never seen before: in Obito’s Kamui space, countless silver bells were suspended like the Milky Way, and the masked man was checking the coordinates one by one, occasionally pausing in front of a bell – that was Konan’s silver bell, and also Yahiko’s last relic.
Kakashi knelt down in front of the stone tablet, and his Sharingan temporarily lost its light. He saw that the blood mist in Kirigakure Port was dissipating, and the members of Shadow Village were being teleported to the Kamui space one by one, while Su Yin was standing in the center of the star array and confronting Kaguya’s consciousness.
“Do you think you can stop me by destroying the wedge?” Kaguya’s shadow turned into thousands of silver lines, “The sacred tree has sprouted, in… Sasuke’s cursed seal.”
Sasuke suddenly stumbled and fell in the Otogakure Valley. He saw that the silver lines on his shoulders and neck were cracking, revealing the squirming roots underneath – those were the seedlings of the sacred tree, spreading along the channel of the curse seal towards his heart.
In the Kamui space, Obito held Konan’s silver bell, and the Sharingan under the mask suddenly shrank. He “saw” Kaguya’s conspiracy: the so-called activation of the Star Coffin was just a cover, and the real purpose was to use the sacrificial chakra to breed a new sacred tree in Sasuke’s body, so that Kaguya’s consciousness could be reborn in a more perfect container.
Bai’s ice mirror finally shattered. She watched Su Yin walk towards her. The star-shaped birthmark on her neck had completely disappeared, replaced by the Flying Thunder God micro-mark carved by her father. The boy reached out and took off her silver bell, revealing the small words on the inside of the bell tongue – “Protect Xiaoli”, which was Su Yin’s mother’s handwriting, and “Xiaoli” was the real name of the boy Kaguya.
“Next, we have to go to the moon.” Su Yin’s voice was filled with the exhaustion of surviving a catastrophe. “The roots of the sacred tree are in the star coffin, and the star coffin… was hidden on the back of the moon by my mother thirty years ago.”
He turned around and saw that Pain Tendou was standing on the ruins of Kirigakure Port. Tendou’s Rinnegan was no longer red, but reflected the Silver Bell Galaxy in the Kamui space – there were Yahiko’s dreams, Konan’s paper butterflies, and the possibility of peace that he had never dared to hope for.
“Humanity always repeats the same mistakes.” For the first time, a crack appeared in Tiandao’s voice. “But your star track… seems to hide different possibilities.”
Before he finished speaking, a loud noise suddenly came from the direction of the moon. Sasuke’s Sharingan saw a huge projection of a star coffin appearing on the moon, and the coffin lid was slowly opening, revealing a body that looked exactly like Su Yin – that was the perfect container that Kaguya had prepared long ago.
Chapter 15: The Mirror Paradox of the Moon Star Coffin (Old Version)
Chapter 15: The Mirror Paradox of the Moon Star Coffin
When the crater on the far side of the moon appeared in the blue light of the divine space, Su Yin’s boot soles first touched the cold moon soil. Fine silver-white dust was raised, and the wedge mark on his palm made a buzzing sound – that was the Flying Thunder God mark carved by his father in the past responding to the resonance of the star coffin. White ice mirror fragments were suspended beside him, and each piece of ice crystal reflected the star track network deep on the moon, like the synapses of Kaguya’s consciousness.
“The coordinates match.” Obito’s voice came from the communicator. The vibration of the Kamui space was transmitted to everyone’s bone marrow through the chakra connection. “Kakashi’s Sharingan can’t hold out for ten minutes. The location of the star coffin is in the third layer of the fold of the crater…”
Before she finished her words, the white ice mirror suddenly burst into a dazzling silver light. The girl stumbled back, and the bell of the silver bell on her neck was banging wildly – not an alarm, but some kind of gentle resonance. “It’s my mother’s chakra!” She pointed to the depths of the crack on the moon, where countless translucent silver bell projections were floating, and the same small words were engraved on the inside of each bell: “Xiao Li, don’t look back.”
Su Yin’s breathing suddenly stopped. At the end of the crack, a star coffin with a diameter of one kilometer was embedded in the center of the moon rock. The coffin lid was one-third open, revealing a body that was exactly the same as his. The difference was that the wedge on the clone’s chest was a complete hexagram, and the silver lines under the skin formed the characters of Kaguya’s Age of Gods, and each line was absorbing the star track energy on the moon.
“This is not a container.” Su Yin’s fingertips brushed across the Flying Thunder God seal on his chest, and his memory was suddenly soaked in the blood mist of his father’s death. “It is the ‘Hyuga Fragment Carrier’ that my mother split with a wedge thirty years ago… and I am the ‘key’ she cultivated with mortal blood.”
In the laboratory of Otogakure Valley, Sasuke’s Chidori Blade was unconsciously carving a new spell on the ground. The seedling of the sacred tree at the curse seal had spread to the clavicle, and the roots formed translucent tree-like patterns under the skin, and each “leaf” reflected the scene of the moon-surface star coffin. The remains of Orochimaru were squirming in the corner, and the pupils of the newly grown snake head reflected the cracked wound on Sasuke’s shoulder and neck – there was no longer a curse seal, but the tender buds of the seedling of the sacred tree.
“I see…” Sasuke suddenly chuckled, and the three magatama of his Sharingan spun rapidly. “Kaguya wants to use my body to incubate the new sacred tree, and then use the replica in the star coffin to complete the transfer of consciousness.” Black flames oozed from his fingertips. Unlike Amaterasu’s pure burning, this time the edge of the black flame was wrapped with silver-white star tracks. Wherever it passed, the chakra patterns on the ground disappeared like erased ink.
The ceiling of the laboratory collapsed. Orochimaru’s body turned into a white snake and pounced on Sasuke, but it let out a sharp scream the moment it touched the black flame star track – on its snake scales, the wedge fragments belonging to Kaguya were burning one by one. “You actually combined the time and space attributes of the curse seal and the Flying Thunder God!” There was a morbid excitement in the voice of the snake uncle, “But the root of the sacred tree is in your heart, if it continues to burn…”
Sasuke suddenly put away his knife. He saw that on the surface of his heart, the roots of the young tree had woven into a net with the silver lines of the curse seal, and every beat was absorbing the surrounding natural energy. What was more dangerous was that deep in his mind, Kaguya’s consciousness was infiltrating through the backlash of the black flame, transforming into the appearance of her mother Karin, whispering softly: “Sasuke, give me the chakra, Xiaoyin will not die.”
In front of the Uchiha stele in the back mountain of Konoha, Kakashi’s Sharingan has completely lost its luster. He knelt on the ground, pressing his hands on the cracked stele, and each crack was oozing out dark golden chakra – that was the last power of Obito’s Mangekyō. The tremors of the Kamui space became more and more intense, and Obito’s suppressed breathing came from the communicator: “The coordinates of Team 7 are on the east side of the Star Coffin, and Bai’s silver bell can locate Su Yin’s clone… Kakashi, you have to pull them back!”
“Obito, do you still remember the starry sky when Rin died?” Kakashi suddenly chuckled, and his fingertips drew a complete Flying Thunder God Formation on the stone tablet, “I failed to protect you that time, this time…” His chakra poured into the space-time tunnel like a dam bursting, and deep in the pupil of the Sharingan, the cracks on Obito’s mask overlapped with Rin’s smile, “See for me, can Naruto and the others take a different path.”
In the Kamui space, Obito turned around suddenly while holding Konan’s silver bell. He “saw” that the coordinates of the three hundred silver bells were disintegrating, and only the positions of Su Yin and Bai were still glimmering. When he caught the two points of light, he suddenly found a new line of words engraved on the inside of Bai’s silver bell: “Mr. Obito, Yahiko-kun said that the stars should not be swallowed by the sacred tree.”
The Sharingan under the mask shrank violently. Obito recalled the rainy night in the Hidden Rain Village thirty years ago, when Yahiko’s body lay in his arms and Konan’s paper butterfly was stained with blood for the first time. At this moment, in the crack of the Kamui space, the replica of the Moon Star Coffin suddenly opened its eyes, and the wedge on its chest shone like the sun – that was the signal that Kaguya’s consciousness was about to transfer.
On the ruins of Kirigakure Port, Pain Tendō’s black rod was deeply inserted into the ground. His Samsara Eye no longer reflected the Star Coffin, but the scene of Obito holding Konan’s silver bell in the Kamui space. At the tip of the black rod, the strand of chakra that had once entangled the white hair suddenly turned into a paper butterfly, with Yahiko’s smiling face printed on its wings.
“Nagato, do you remember?” Konan’s voice came from deep within the silver bell, and memories from thirty years ago came flooding back: the afternoon when Yahiko taught her to fold origami butterflies, the conspiracy of Hanzo, the original oath of the Akatsuki organization. Tendou’s fingertips unconsciously stroked the black stick on his chest, where Nagato’s real heart was hidden, beating against Kaguya’s will.
“Humanity’s mistakes…” Tiandao’s voice became warm for the first time, and the iris of the Rinnegan finally fluctuated. “It’s not a repetition, but a fear of facing the original self.” He suddenly raised his hands, and the six phantoms of Pain behind him formed seals at the same time. A matrix composed of black sticks unfolded over the Kirigakure Port – that was not an attack, but a space-time channel opened up for Su Yin’s team.
In front of the Moon Star Coffin, Su Yin’s palm was about to touch the forehead of the replica. The white ice mirror suddenly blocked in front of him, reflecting two identical boys in the lens, but with completely different wedge marks. “Your father used the Flying Thunder God coordinates to protect us, not to make you the second Kaguya.” The girl’s fingertips brushed across the micro-mark on his chest, the clear sound of the silver bell mixed with the mother’s last words, “Xiao Yin, the key is not for opening, but for breaking.”
The replica’s eyes suddenly opened, and the corners of its mouth curled up into Kaguya’s cold smile. Su Yin suddenly tightened Bai’s hand and pressed the silver bell on her neck against the wedge on the replica’s chest. The two characters “Xiao Li” on the inside of the bell tongue collided violently with the words of the Age of Gods, and the moon’s star track suddenly rotated in the opposite direction, directing the replica’s chakra into the Godly Space along the silver bell coordinates.
“I see!” Obito’s laughter exploded in the communicator. He saw that in the Kamui space, the replica’s wedge was disintegrating, turning into three hundred silver bells of light – that was the chakra that was extracted from the members of Shadow Village. And in Su Yin’s palm, the Flying Thunder God mark left by his father was merging with the wedge remnants of Kaguya, forming a new symbol of time and space.
Sasuke’s black flame star track suddenly went out. He knelt on the ground, watching the seedling of the sacred tree withering around his neck, but something more dangerous took root in his heart – it was the remaining fragment of Kaguya’s consciousness, now disguising itself as Itachi’s voice, whispering: “Sasuke, only by killing Su Yin can the sacred tree be stopped.”
“Shut up.” Sasuke wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and for the first time, star-track patterns appeared in his Sharingan. “You can fool Orochimaru, but you can’t fool Amaterasu left by Itachi.” He stood up, and the silver patterns on the Chidori Blade resonated with Su Yin’s Flying Thunder God Mark. The blade edge suddenly cracked into a space-time rift, leading to the location of the Moon Star Coffin.
On the moon, Kakashi’s chakra was finally exhausted. He watched the Sharingan pattern on the stone tablet gradually disappear, but there was a relieved smile on his face. In the communicator, Obito’s voice was trembling like never before: “Damn Kakashi, your Sharingan…”
“It’s time to give it back to you, Obito.” Kakashi said softly, his fingertips stroking the closed Sharingan, “This time, let me see our stars clearly with my naked eyes.”
Deep in the crater on the moon, the star coffin suddenly made a deafening noise. Su Yin and Bai Yan watched helplessly as the coffin lid completely shattered, and Kaguya’s consciousness overflowed from the replica, turning into thousands of silver lines and rushing towards Sasuke’s space-time crack. But at this moment, Pain Tendao’s black rod matrix fell from the sky and trapped the silver lines in the cage of the moon’s star track.
“Kaguya, you missed one thing.” Tiandao’s voice echoed in the universe. The Samsara Eye reflected the direction of the earth. Naruto was using the Rasengan to smash the phantom of the seedling of the sacred tree. Hinata’s Byakugan reflected the star tracks rewritten on the surface of the moon. “Human star tracks are never one-way streets.”
Su Yin suddenly understood his father’s final plan. He opened his palm, and the Flying Thunder God Seal resonated with the silver bell coordinates, splitting Kaguya’s consciousness into three hundred parts, and injected them into the silver bells of the members of Shadow Village respectively – that was a trap buried by his mother Karin thirty years ago, and each silver bell was an independent sealed space.
When the last silver line entered the white silver bell, the moon star track suddenly emitted a rainbow-like brilliance. Su Yin saw that his father’s broken jade was suspended above the star coffin, and each crack corresponded to a life that was saved. And Sasuke’s Chidori Blade was resting on the side of his neck at this moment, and the black flame star track on the blade edge did not fall after all.
“Next, we should deal with the root of the sacred tree.” Sasuke whispered, the star track pattern of the Sharingan and Su Yin’s Flying Thunder God Seal complementing each other, “But before that…” He suddenly turned around and looked at the earth gradually emerging on the edge of the moon, “You’d better go see Kakashi teacher, his Sharingan, it seems that he will never open again.”
Bai’s fingertips gently touched the silver bell, and the words “Xiao Li” on the inside of the bell tongue were glowing. She suddenly remembered the clear sound she heard when the ice mirror broke for the first time. It was not the sound of broken jade colliding, but her mother saying, “Xiao Li, go and become someone else’s star.”
The star tracks on the moon are still being rewritten, and the morning mist on the earth has dissipated. The old man in Kirigakure Port put away his fishing rod, not knowing what track his chakra had drawn in the universe. In Kamui Space, Obito held Konan’s silver bell, and the corners of his eyes under the mask finally moistened – this time, he did not miss the opportunity to save his companions.
Chapter 16: The Space-Time Rings of the Sacred Tree’s Roots (Old Version)
Chapter 16: The Space-Time Rings of the Sacred Tree’s Roots
As Sasuke’s chakra trembled violently in the lunar craters, the curse seal on the side of his neck suddenly cracked into a tiny gap. The remaining roots of the sacred tree sapling oozed fluorescence under his skin, casting his shadow on the remains of the star coffin – the outline of that shadow actually overlapped with Itachi’s Susanoo in his memory.
“Sasuke, do you still remember the truth about Uchiha?” Kaguya’s consciousness turned into Itachi’s voice, echoing in his mind, and the three magatama of the Sharingan suddenly rotated counterclockwise, “Itachi planted Amaterasu in your body, not to protect Konoha, but to serve as nourishment for Kaguya’s wedge.”
Sasuke’s fingertips sank deep into his palm. He “saw” the remnant roots of the sacred tree weaving an illusion of Itachi along the silver lines of the curse seal in the ocean of chakra, and every whisper was disintegrating his trust in his brother. But what was more dangerous was that the remnant image of the kaleidoscope chakra left by his father Fugaku at the heart position was being swallowed up bit by bit by the roots of the sacred tree.
“You’re lying.” Sasuke suddenly bit his tongue, and black flame star tracks overflowed from the corners of his mouth, burning the image of Itachi in his mind. “Itachi’s Amaterasu… is as warm as the sun.” His Sharingan suddenly turned into star tracks, and the tree pattern at the curse seal collapsed in severe pain, revealing the same Flying Thunder God micro-seal as Su Yin’s – that was the protective mark that his father secretly carved on the night of the Uchiha clan extermination thirty years ago.
When the crack in Kamui Space swallowed up the last ray of silver bell light, Kakashi was using a kunai to support his shaky body. His right eye socket was empty, but he could “see” Obito’s chakra flickering on the space nodes – that was the side effect of Obito’s Mangekyō power, which gave him a brief “time-space blindness”.
“Obito, the coordinates of the Star Coffin’s mother root are…” Kakashi’s fingertips suddenly froze. In his time-space blindness, he “saw” the roots of the sacred tree on the back of the moon shrinking like a living thing, and each ring of the tree was absorbing natural energy from the direction of the earth. “Oh no, Kaguya’s consciousness fragment is in the mother root! Sasuke and Su Yin’s wedges are resonating!”
Obito’s mask suddenly cracked. He looked at the unconscious members of Kage no Sato in his arms, and suddenly found that Konan’s paper butterfly was melting in his palm – that was a sign that Kaguya’s consciousness had broken through the seal of the silver bell. “Kakashi, use your last strength to locate the core of the mother root, and I will take them back to Earth!” His Kamui Sharingan almost broke, “Remember, the weakness of the sacred tree is in the gap between the annual rings, and there are the coordinates of Kaguya’s first visit to Earth!”
Kakashi’s kunai suddenly pierced the ground. In the space-time blindness, he “saw” three glowing chakra lines: Su Yin’s Flying Thunder God Seal, Sasuke’s Black Flame Star Track, and Bai’s Ice Mirror Silver Bell, forming a triangular resonance with the mother root as the center. When his chakra touched the gap in the annual rings, hot tears suddenly welled up in his left eye – that was Obito’s regret for not being able to save Rin thirty years ago, and now it was turning into the key to breaking the God Age Text.
When Su Yin placed her palm on the root veins of the sacred tree, the entire moon was shaking. The annual rings on the surface of the mother root suddenly lit up, and each ring of lines showed the destruction of a strange planet: the purple desert planet was drained of water by the sacred tree, the satellite covered with ice crystals collapsed in the chakra storm, and finally froze in the blue outline of the earth – that was the scene of Kaguya’s first advent.
“This is the 108th world that Kaguya has devoured.” Bai’s ice mirror was attached to the surface of the mother root, and the mirror reflected the core deep in the annual rings. “The coordinates of each planet are hidden in the cracks of the annual rings… Su Yin, your father’s broken jade!”
The girl suddenly remembered the scratch on the inside of the silver bell around her neck. She took off the silver bell and aimed the bell tongue at the gap in the annual ring. The broken jade fragments flew out of Su Yin’s palm and accurately embedded in a crack – that was the coordinates of the earth. The God Age characters on the surface of the mother root suddenly twisted, revealing the beating “wedge core” underneath, shaped like a heart, and covered with Su Yin and Sasuke’s chakra patterns on the surface.
“I see.” Su Yin’s Flying Thunder God Mark resonated with the wedge core, and he “saw” his mother Karin’s memory thirty years ago: she split Su Yin’s wedge in two, and she fell into the moon with her clone, using the power of the mother root to create the illusion of “key” and “container”. “Hyuga thought that she could control everything by splitting the wedge, but she didn’t know that her father had engraved anti-summoning spells in each piece of broken jade.”
Above the Kirigakure Port, cracks suddenly appeared in Pain Tendou’s black rod matrix. Nagato’s heart was beating wildly in his chest, and he “saw” the fragments of Obito’s mask in the Kamui space – it was the pattern of Uchiha Madara, exactly the same as the “Afei” in the legend of the Hidden Rain Village thirty years ago.
“Konan, you already knew that, didn’t you?” For the first time, Nagato’s voice trembled. The paper butterfly on the tip of the black stick suddenly turned into a sharp blade and pressed against his throat. “Afei is not Madara, but Obito… He is the boy who said he would create a world with Rin.”
Konan’s paper umbrella spun in the blood mist. She looked at the struggle in Tendou’s eyes and remembered the rainy night after Yahiko’s death, when Obito first appeared as Afei, and the Sharingan scar on his sleeve was exposed. “Nagato, Yahiko’s dream was not realized by the sacred tree.” Her paper butterfly gently landed on Tendou’s palm, “Look at the Kamui space, there is the black stick you planted with your own hands, and it is now protecting the children in the shadows.”
Zetsu’s figure suddenly seeped out from the clouds. His body split into black and white halves. The white Zetsu half stared at the paper butterfly in Tendou’s palm, while the black Zetsu half stared at the mother root core in the direction of the moon. “Nagato-kun, Kaguya-sama’s consciousness is returning.” His voice was as sticky as tree sap, “Don’t you want to know how well Yahiko’s body was preserved by the roots of the sacred tree?”
Tendou’s Samsara Eye suddenly turned blood red. The black stick matrix collapsed, and he turned and flew to the moon. The ankle exposed under his clothes was exactly the same as the scar Obito had in the past – that was the burn left by protecting Rin thirty years ago.
When Sasuke’s Chidori Blade split the outer layer of the mother root, the black flame star track was suddenly sucked into the wedge core. He felt something explode in his heart, the remnant of the sacred tree at the curse seal and the Flying Thunder God micro-seal collided violently, and the star track pattern and tree pattern of the Sharingan intertwined on the retina, forming Kaguya’s God Age characters.
“Sasuke!” Su Yin’s shout penetrated the chaos. He saw his companion kneeling in front of the mother root core, and the curse seal on the side of his neck was oozing golden blood – that was a sign of the fusion of the seedling of the sacred tree and the Uchiha bloodline. Even more dangerous was that on the surface of the wedge core, the chakra coordinates of Su Yin and Sasuke were overlapping, forming the “double wedge resonance” that Kaguya had always dreamed of.
The white ice mirror suddenly blocked the two of them. The girl threw all the silver bells towards the wedge core. The words on the inside of the bell tongue resonated with the cracks in the annual rings. Three hundred sealed spaces were opened at the same time, peeling off the fragments of Kaguya’s consciousness from the mother root. “Su Yin, use Flying Thunder God to cut off the space-time connection of the wedge core!” Her silver hair was dyed golden by the energy of the mother root, “Just like your father cut off the connection between you and your clone!”
Su Yin suddenly woke up. He remembered his father’s last words: “The wedge is not a shackle, but a star track connecting the world.” The Flying Thunder God Seal on his palm touched Sasuke’s Black Flame Star Track, creating a time-reversal crack on the surface of the wedge core – that was not destruction, but a reweaving of chakra coordinates.
The mother root suddenly emitted a sun-like radiance. Su Yin saw countless points of light flying out from the gaps in the annual rings. They were the residual souls of the 107 worlds devoured by Kaguya, and at this moment they were drifting towards the earth along the chakra line of him and Sasuke. In the center of the wedge core, the original wedge belonging to Kaguya was disintegrating, turning into micro-seals on the palms of him and Sasuke.
“So, we are the key.” Sasuke laughed softly, and the star track pattern of the Sharingan completely overlapped with Su Yin’s Flying Thunder God Mark. “It’s not about opening the sacred tree, but about allowing the swallowed world to be reborn through our chakra.”
When Kakashi’s chakra was about to run out, his time-space blindness suddenly became as clear as daylight. He “saw” the back of the moon, where Su Yin and Sasuke’s wedge core resonance was rewriting the mother root rings, and every crack was spitting out blue chakra seeds – that was the embodiment of the earth’s natural energy.
“Obito, catch these seeds!” Kakashi shouted, carving the last Flying Thunder God Seal on the surface of the mother root, “They can repair the roots of the sacred tree on Earth!” His body slowly fell towards the lunar soil, and his left eye finally lost its light, but before it closed, he “saw” that in Obito’s Kamui space, Konan’s paper butterfly was gently falling on Kakashi’s Sharingan scar, turning into a white flower that never withers.
The moon tremor gradually subsided. Su Yin helped Sasuke up and saw that the annual rings on the surface of the mother root had become the longitude and latitude of the earth, and a new star track was engraved in the center – that was their chakra coordinates. Bai’s silver bell returned to his neck, and the two words “Xiao Li” on the inside of the bell tongue now formed a mirror image with the “Hyuga” God Age characters in the core of the mother root.
“Where is Kaguya’s consciousness?” Sasuke wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and looked at Pain Tendo flying from a distance. The latter’s Rinnegan had returned to its normal color, but with the fatigue unique to Nagato.
Tiandao landed beside the mother root and gently inserted the black stick into the ground. “The fragments of her consciousness are sealed in the rings of each silver bell.” His voice was no longer cold, “Just like Yahiko’s dream, it is sealed in the chakra of every member of the Akatsuki organization.”
Obito’s Kamui Space suddenly unfolded on the surface of the moon. He looked at Su Yin and Sasuke who were intact, his throat rolling under the mask, and finally said only one sentence: “Kakashi, that guy, used the last power of the Sharingan to plant stars.”
On the Earth, Naruto was in a daze beside the stump of the sacred tree in Konoha Village. Suddenly, blue chakra seeds floated down from the sky, and each seed reflected the smiling faces of Su Yin and Sasuke. Hinata’s eyes suddenly became moist, and she “saw” the back of the moon, where Kakashi was being carried on Obito’s shoulders, slowly falling towards the Earth, and under their feet, the roots of the sacred tree were turning into annual rings that protected the star track.
Bai’s fingertips slid across the new year rings on the surface of the mother root, where three parallel coordinates were engraved: Su Yin’s Flying Thunder God Mark, Sasuke’s Black Flame Star Track, and her Ice Mirror Silver Bell. The girl suddenly chuckled, and the clear sound of the silver bell mixed with the pulsation of the mother root, drawing a small but firm ripple in the universe – this is not the end of the story, but the true starting point of the human star track.
Chapter 17: The Star Track Resonance of the Dual Wedges (Old Version)
Chapter 17: The star track resonance of the two wedges fighting together
The remaining roots of the sacred tree in Konoha Village changed at the seventh sunrise. Blue veins appeared on the surface of the originally charred roots, wriggling like blood vessels, and eventually produced crystal clear fruits on the branches – each fruit had tiny spots of light floating inside, like a sealed galaxy.
Naruto squatted beside the tree roots, and just as his fingertips touched the fruit, countless images suddenly exploded in his mind: the ninjas on the purple desert planet praying in the sandstorm, the residents of the ice crystal satellite using chakra to weave an eternal night hymn, and finally it was fixed on Uchiha Itachi’s smile before his death.
“Hinata!” Naruto stood up suddenly, tears welling in his eyes, “I saw Mr. Itachi… and there are many worlds I have never seen before!”
Hyuga Hinata’s white eyes were staring at the treetops. She “saw” that each tree root was connected to the new annual rings of the moon’s mother root, and the light spots inside the fruit were the remnant souls that flew out of the gaps in the annual rings in Chapter 16. “These fruits… are recreating the civilization swallowed by Kaguya.” Her voice was trembling, “But the chakra fluctuations of the sacred tree… are exactly the same as the remnants of Sasuke-kun’s curse.”
In the ruins of Otogakure Valley, Sasuke’s Chidori Blade was unconsciously cutting the air. The purple current was mixed with silver-white star tracks, and wherever it passed, the traces of chakra on the surface of the rock disappeared as if erased by an eraser – that was the embodiment of the “time-space cutting” ability.
“Sasuke-sama, your Sharingan…” Jūgo’s voice was filled with worry. Sasuke looked up and saw in the mirror that his left eye pupil was completely covered by star tracks, while his right eye showed the root pattern of the seedling of the sacred tree. The two forces collided violently in his eye sockets.
“Don’t come near.” Sasuke warned in a low voice, pressing his palm against his chest. He could clearly sense that the remaining DNA of the sacred tree was tampering with the Uchiha bloodline: whenever he used the Chidori Blade, his heart would feel a sharp pain as if it was being tightened by the roots of the tree, and the remaining Amaterasu flame left by Itachi was gradually diluted into cold star track energy.
“Sasuke, how does it feel to cut off cause and effect?” Kaguya’s fragment of consciousness turned into Itachi’s phantom, chuckling in the ocean of chakra, “When your Chidori Blade cuts open a crack in time and space, the fate of the Uchiha will also be cut off – including all the sins Itachi has endured for you.”
Sasuke bit his tongue suddenly. Black flame star trails flowed out from the corners of his mouth, but dissipated the moment they touched the phantom. He was horrified to find that the control over the Sharingan was disappearing at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the star trails gradually spread uncontrollably to the white of his eyes.
In the shadow of the Kamui Space, Konan’s paper butterflies were gently flying around Obito’s mask. She looked at the Uchiha clan emblem revealed in the cracks of the mask, and suddenly reached out to grab the edge of the mask: “On the third rainy night after Yahiko’s death, the Sharingan scar on your sleeve… is exactly the same as Kakashi-sensei’s.”
Obito’s body suddenly stiffened. Since the cracks appeared on the mask in Chapter 16, he could clearly sense the resonance between the mask and the core of the Moon’s Root – that was the remaining chakra of Kaguya’s clone calling. When Konan’s paper butterfly touched his throat, the skin under the mask suddenly showed the same wedge pattern as Su Yin’s clone.
“Konan…” Obito’s voice trembled for the first time, “There are some truths that even I want to forget.”
The mask shattered. The face revealed was exactly the same as the replica of the Mother Root Core, except for the tear scar under his left eye, which was a unique mark of Uchiha Obito. Konan’s paper butterfly landed on his forehead, and Yahiko’s handwriting appeared on its wings: “Obito, your star has never been the sacred tree.”
In the ward of Konoha Hospital, Kakashi was staring at the ceiling in a daze. His right eye socket, which had lost its Sharingan, was bandaged, but he could “see” the vague ripples of time and space – that was the last gift of Obito’s Mangekyō power, and also the place where the fragments of Kaguya’s consciousness were lurking.
“Mr. Hatake, it’s time to change the dressing.” The nurse’s voice suddenly became sticky. Kakashi’s pupils shrank suddenly, and he “saw” the nurse’s shadow split into black and white halves, and Black Zetsu’s tentacles were crawling towards his brain along the gaps in the bandages.
“So you hid the fragments of your consciousness in the chakra seeds.” Kakashi suddenly pressed his kunai against the other’s throat. In his time-space blindness, he “saw” that Black Zetsu’s body was curled up in a fruit at the root of the sacred tree. “But you forgot that my cerebral cortex is still engraved with Obito’s Kamui coordinates.”
The kunai drew a complex trajectory in the air. That was the Flying Thunder God Seal that Kakashi had carved on the surface of the mother root in Chapter 16. At this moment, it was following the chakra connection, pulling the fragments of consciousness parasitic in the space-time blindness towards the lunar ring seal. Black Zetsu’s scream echoed in the ward: “Kakashi, how dare you… Those fruits contain fragments of Lin’s memory!”
In the ruins of Yuyin Village, Su Yin and Bai were arranging the last Flying Thunder God coordinates. The girl’s ice mirror was suspended in the air, and each ice crystal reflected the new year ring of the moon’s mother root, and the silver bell on her neck was resonating with each coordinate at a high frequency.
“Three more to go.” Su Yin’s fingertips drew a complex spell on the ground. The wedge marks on his palm echoed with Sasuke’s black flame star track. “When the coordinates are connected into the Big Dipper Formation, the causal connection between Kaguya and the Earth can be completely cut off.”
Bai suddenly paused. In the ice mirror, the scene in Kakashi’s hospital room was switching rapidly: Black Zetsu’s tentacles were about to break through the space-time blindness, and Sasuke’s Sharingan star track was now uncontrollably pointing towards the earth. “Su Yin, Sasuke’s chakra is repelling resonance!” Her silver bell screamed shrilly, “His Chidori Blade… is cutting off our coordinate connection!”
On the back of the moon, Sasuke suddenly appeared in front of the core of the mother root. His Chidori Blade was pressed against Su Yin’s throat, and his star-track-shaped Sharingan showed no emotion: “Su Yin, the wedges in you and me are one. When I cut off all the causes and effects, Kaguya’s consciousness fragments will no longer be able to parasitize.”
Su Yin looked at the golden blood oozing from his friend’s neck and suddenly smiled in relief. He opened his palm, and the Flying Thunder God Seal and the wedge core fragments lit up at the same time, reflecting in Sasuke’s pupils the decision made by his mother Karin thirty years ago: “Do you think you can protect everyone by cutting off the cause and effect? ​​But the 107 worlds swallowed by Kaguya are being reborn with these cause and effect fragments.”
The white ice mirror suddenly enveloped the two of them. The girl threw three hundred silver bells into the air, and the “small glass” marks on the inside of the bell tongues vibrated synchronously with the mother root rings, forming a causal network visible to the naked eye. Sasuke’s Chidori Blade suddenly trembled – he “saw” that each silver bell contained the residual image of Uchiha Itachi’s chakra, and was using the fire of Amaterasu to protect the swallowed world.
“Sasuke, do you remember the Amaterasu that Mr. Itachi planted in your body?” Su Yin placed his fingertips on Sasuke’s forehead. In the chakra storm caused by the resonance of the wedge core, the chakra coordinates of the two were merging. “That is not nourishment, it is a seed that allows you to see the light in the darkness.”
The chakra line connecting the Earth and the Moon suddenly lit up. Su Yin and Sasuke appeared in both places at the same time. The fragments of their wedge cores turned into a yin-yang fish pattern, perfectly coinciding with the annual rings of the mother root of the sacred tree. Naruto looked at the giant star track emerging in the sky, and suddenly remembered the prophecy in Jiraiya’s Heroic Tales: “When the two wedges resonate, it will be the day when the ninja world will be rewritten.”
In Obito’s Kamui space, Konan’s paper butterfly carried Kakashi to the moon. The copy ninja who lost his Sharingan was carving the last coordinate with a kunai. He “saw” Lin’s smiling face flashing in the fruit of the sacred tree, and finally understood why Obito was so persistent in creating a world with her.
“Obito, your and my stars should have been connected long ago.” Kakashi’s voice was mixed with moon dust, and Obito suddenly discovered that a faint golden light was oozing from his friend’s right eye socket – that was the power of time and space fed back by the mother root rings, allowing Kakashi to gain a brief “star track vision”.
When the coordinates of the three hundred Flying Thunder Gods were all activated, Kaguya’s fragments of consciousness screamed for the last time in the fruit of the sacred tree. Sasuke’s Chidori Blade and Su Yin’s Flying Thunder God simultaneously slashed at the core of the mother root. In the cracks of time and space, the residual souls of the 107 worlds swallowed turned into arrows of light and shot at the remnants of Kaguya all over the earth.
The white silver bell suddenly made a clear sound. She “saw” that the silver bells of each member of the Shadow Village were glowing. The chakra that was once regarded as a sacrifice was now becoming a star track to protect the new order. In the Hidden Rain Village, Pain Tendou’s Samsara Eye finally returned to the brown color of the growth gate. He looked at the twinkling star tracks in the sky and whispered: “Yahiko, is this the world you said, where everyone understands each other?”
On the surface of the earth, the fruits of the stump of the sacred tree suddenly exploded. Blue dots of light fell like a meteor shower, and each light dot turned into a transparent figure when it touched the ground – it was the inhabitants of the world swallowed by Kaguya, who were being reborn through the resonance of the double wedge. Naruto caught one of the dots of light and found that it contained the manuscript of Jiraiya’s Heroic Tales. The last page read: “A true ninja is someone who makes the stars shine forever.”
Sasuke’s Sharingan finally returned to normal. He looked at the black flame star track beating in his palm and suddenly chuckled: “Su Yin, your father said that the wedge is the star track connecting the world, and we…”
“It is the guide that allows each star track to shine freely.” Su Yin took over the conversation and looked at the dark clouds gradually dispersing in the direction of the earth. The white ice mirror reflected the figures of the two people, overlapping with the new year rings of the moon’s mother root, forming a star track mark that will never fade.
Chapter 18: The Causal Choice of the Star Track Guardian (Old Version)
Chapter 18: The Causal Decision of the Star Track Guardian
Under the cherry blossom trees at the Konoha training ground, Jiraiya’s chakra projection was drawing a Rasengan trajectory on the ground with a kunai. His body was as transparent as mist, and every time he waved his arms, visible ripples appeared in the surrounding natural energy – that was the interference of the residual soul’s materialization on the chakra balance.
“Naruto, the core of the Rasengan is not rotation, but condensing thoughts into light visible to the naked eye.” Jiraiya’s voice was ethereal and did not belong to this world. When his fingertips brushed across the top of Naruto’s head, the boy clearly felt that the chakra was being slowly extracted.
Hinata Hyuga’s eyes suddenly tightened. She “saw” that the roots of the sacred tree under the training ground were shrinking. Every time a remnant soul appeared, a crack would appear in the root system. “Naruto-kun, these projections are consuming the natural energy of the earth… It’s like overdrawing the chakra of the future.”
Just as Naruto was about to speak, he heard the sound of glass breaking in the distance. In the direction of the medical team, Sasuke was leaning against the wall, breathing heavily. There were crystal-like cracks on his left arm, and the afterimage of Itachi was trying to burn the crystallized blood vessels with the fire of Amaterasu.
In the underground laboratory of Sound Valley, Jūgo’s senjutsu chakra was barely maintaining Sasuke’s human form. Purple crystals spread from his shoulders and neck to his heart, and each line reflected the growth rings of the moon’s mother root – it was the embodiment of the rejection of the DNA of the sacred tree and the Uchiha bloodline.
“Sasuke-sama, your chakra is isolating from the natural energy!” Jūgo’s voice was trembling. He saw that in Sasuke’s pupils, the star track pattern and the tree pattern were fighting for dominance. “If you don’t need Su Yin-sama’s Flying Thunder God Chakra to neutralize it, you will become a second copy of Kaguya!”
Sasuke suddenly pushed Jūgo away. The Chidori Blade condensed in his palm, but it lost the sound of electricity in the past – the crystallized arm made it impossible for him to mobilize lightning chakra. In his mind, Kaguya’s fragments of consciousness once again turned into Itachi’s phantom: “Sasuke, accept the gift of the sacred tree, so that you can keep the afterimage of Itachi forever.”
“Shut up!” Sasuke’s fingertips sank into his palm, golden blood seeping out from the cracks in the crystal. “Itachi’s will cannot survive in this twisted way…” He suddenly bit his tongue and used his last strength to activate Amaterasu, but the black flame mysteriously went out when it touched the crystal.
At the Shadow Village stronghold in the Hidden Mist Port, the white ice mirror suddenly burst into a dazzling silver light. The girl looked at her companions reflected in the mirror and found that the silver bells around everyone’s necks were showing tiny cracks – that was a sign that the annual rings of the moon’s mother root had been tampered with.
“Su Yin, Kaguya’s consciousness fragments are reconstructing the annual rings!” Bai’s fingertips slid across the ice mirror, and three hundred red coordinates appeared on the mirror. They were the members of Shadow Village who were once sealed. “Each silver bell has become a node in the causal net, and we… are the prey in the net.”
Su Yin’s Flying Thunder God Seal suddenly became hot. He “saw” the back of the moon, and the new year rings on the surface of the mother root were transforming into complex divine characters, and each line was absorbing the wedge energy from the direction of the earth. Even more dangerous was that in the Sound Valley where Sasuke was, the crystallized chakra reaction was resonating with the capture net.
“Activate Reverse Flying Thunder God!” Su Yin grabbed Bai’s hand, and the spell in his palm resonated with the silver bell coordinates, “Disguise everyone’s chakra trajectory as natural energy fluctuations, just like…”
“Just like how my father used the broken jade to confuse Kaguya’s perception.” Bai took over the conversation, and the afterimage of Su Yin’s father thirty years ago appeared in the ice mirror. He was using the same technique to protect the baby in the cradle. “But this time the net can identify the resonance frequency of the wedge. We need a purer chakra anchor point.”
On the rooftop of Konoha Hospital, Kakashi was using a kunai to carve a complex chakra circuit on the ground. His right eye socket no longer oozes golden light – the space-time power of the mother root is fading, and the star track vision is entering a countdown.
“Naruto, try to ‘touch’ the flow of chakra with your mind.” Kakashi pointed his finger at the boy’s forehead. “Don’t use your eyes, use this place… just like Obito taught me in Kamui Space.”
Naruto closed his eyes and concentrated. He “saw” countless points of light floating in the air, the brightest of which connected the moon, Sound Valley and Mist Port – those were the chakra coordinates of Su Yin, Sasuke and Bai. But beyond these points of light, there were more dim spots of light that were gradually extinguishing, like falling meteors.
“Those are… the chakra of the remaining souls?” Naruto opened his eyes and choked up, “Teacher Jiraiya and the others are disappearing?”
Kakashi nodded silently. He looked at the sunset in the sky and suddenly remembered the look in Obito’s eyes when he took off his mask – that was the Uchiha boy who had lost Rin for thirty years and finally dared to face his guilt. “Naruto, the real guardian of the star track is not to catch every falling star, but to give the living people the courage to continue looking up at the starry sky.”
The laboratory in Otogakure Valley was suddenly enveloped by moonlight. Sasuke’s crystal arm penetrated the ceiling, and the chakra beam of the moon’s mother root was slowly dragging him into the universe. Jūgo tried to grab his ankle, but found that his senjutsu chakra was being swallowed by the crystal.
“Sasuke!” Su Yin’s voice came from the crack in time and space. He and Bai suddenly appeared in the laboratory. The moment the Flying Thunder God Seal came into contact with Sasuke’s crystal arm, the flow of chakra in the entire space suddenly stopped.
The white silver bell rang for the last time. The girl threw all the ice mirror fragments into the crystal cracks. Each ice crystal reflected the afterimage of Itachi’s chakra: “Sasuke-kun, do you remember what Mr. Itachi said to you in the Valley of the End? ‘Forgive me, Sasuke, this is the last time.'”
Sasuke’s pupils suddenly contracted. In the crystal cracks, Itachi’s Amaterasu’s remaining flame suddenly reignited, burning the DNA of the sacred tree to ashes. He felt something peeling off from his body – it was the final erosion of the Uchiha bloodline by the fragments of Kaguya, but when it left, it left the same Flying Thunder God micro-seal on his palm as Su Yin’s.
On the back of the moon, the core of the mother root suddenly burst into a blood-red light. The fragments of Kaguya’s consciousness have completely occupied the annual rings, and each of the God Age characters is materializing into a substantial chain, falling rapidly along the chakra line connecting the earth and the moon.
Pain Tendou stood in the ruins of the Hidden Rain Village, looking at the blood-red annual rings emerging in the sky. His Samsara Eye glowed red again, but was no longer controlled by Kaguya – that was Black Zetsu using his last strength to transform Nagato’s chakra into an anchor for the net.
“Yahiko, I’m sorry, I still failed to protect your dream.” Nagato’s voice was mixed with blood foam, and the black rod matrix unfolded under his feet, “But at least, I can delay some time for the new star track.”
On the surface of the earth, all the members of Shadow Village wearing silver bells suddenly fell to the ground. Bai’s ice mirror was completely shattered. She looked at the gradually dimming Flying Thunder God Seal on Su Yin’s palm, and finally understood her father’s true last words: “The ultimate form of the wedge is not to connect, but to allow every life to become its own star track.
Naruto caught the afterimage of Jiraiya falling on the rooftop. The old man’s body was as transparent as a cicada’s wing, but he still smiled and ruffled the boy’s hair: “Naruto, remember, the ultimate secret of the Rasengan… is to turn tears into stars.”
Sasuke knelt in the laboratory, looking at the two-color chakra beating in his palms – the purple representing Uchiha and the orange representing Senju, which were merging into a new star-shaped light. He suddenly chuckled, and it was the first time he was truly relieved since Itachi’s death: “Su Yin, it seems that our wedge has never been a shackle.”
On the moon, Kakashi’s star track vision finally disappeared completely. He leaned against Obito, feeling the chakra fluctuations from his friend – that was the unique frequency of the fusion of Kamui Space and Mother Root, which was very similar to the rhythm of Nohara Rin’s heartbeat back then.
“Obito, do you think Rin will like the current starry sky?” Kakashi’s voice gradually became low. Obito did not answer, but just looked in the direction of the earth, where countless light spots were converging into new star tracks, brighter than ever before.
The fragments of Kaguya’s consciousness screamed in the causal net for the last time. But this time, what responded to her was not fear, but the clear sound of Sasuke’s Chidori Blade cutting through time and space, the light of Su Yin’s Flying Thunder God Seal illuminating the universe, and the unyielding star track hymn composed by every ninja with chakra.
Chapter 19: Star Tracks Finale: The Collapse of Causality in the Age of Gods (Old Version)
Chapter 19: Star Tracks Finale: The Collapse of Causality in the Age of Gods
The dome of the laboratory in Yinyin Valley collapsed. The star-track chakra in Sasuke’s palm and Su Yin’s Flying Thunder God Seal complemented each other, etching a yin-yang fish pattern with a diameter of 100 meters on the moon soil – the purple Uchiha Lightning Release and the orange Thousand Hands vitality were merging into a silver-white star track at a speed visible to the naked eye.
“This is… the wedge fusion that my father failed to complete back then.” Su Yin’s fingertips slid across the ground, and the pattern of the technique was completely opposite to the divine characters of the moon’s mother root. “When the resonance of the two wedges reaches the critical value, we can directly rewrite the law of cause and effect set by Kaguya.”
Sasuke’s Chidori Blade suddenly made a clear sound. The star track pattern on the surface of the blade was no longer a simple electric current, but a faint light wrapped in the cracks of time and space. Wherever it passed, the words of the Age of Gods in the air melted like ice and snow. He looked at Su Yin, and his Sharingan finally returned to the pure three magatama, but in the depths of his pupils, there was a star track-like flow: “Try to cut off the cause and effect connection of the mother root?”
The roots of the sacred tree of Konoha Village glowed collectively at midnight. Jiraiya’s afterimage walked towards the roots first. His body turned into thousands of light points the moment it touched the roots. Each light point was engraved with the crooked handwriting of “lecherous immortal”: “Naruto, I will teach you the secret of summoning next time.”
Itachi’s afterimage stood on the ruins of the Uchiha ruins, his fingertips gently caressing the rock wall where Sasuke had carved the letter “U”. The memory fragments of Tsukuyomi space fell like cherry blossoms, and finally condensed into a chakra crystal, which gently fell into Sasuke’s palm: “Forgive me, I really have to leave this time.”
In the fruit of the sacred tree in the Hidden Rain Village, Yahiko’s residual image smiled at Nagato’s Samsara Eye. When his body merged into the root system, the sacred tree suddenly bloomed with a long-lost green color – that was the original dream of the Akatsuki organization, and the embodiment of the obsession of “letting all children grow up with a smile”.
On the back of the moon, Obito’s Kamui space was being devoured by the bloody rings of the mother root. His body was suspended translucently in the space crack, and the difference between the face under the mask and Kaguya’s copy was getting smaller and smaller, only the tear scar on his left eye was still visible.
“Obito, give us the core coordinates of Kamui Space!” Kakashi’s voice came from the earth. His chakra was connected to the moon through Sasuke’s Star Track Blade. “You are not Madara, nor are you Kaguya’s container. You are…”
“He was the fool who wanted to create a world with Rin.” Obito suddenly chuckled, and the fragments of his mask flew in the turbulence of space. “Kakashi, do you know? The fragments of Rin’s chakra have actually been hidden in the ‘Thousand Years of Death’ that you taught me.”
He suddenly pulled off the broken mask, revealing a face that was exactly the same as Su Yin’s copy, but full of cracks. The Kamui Sharingan burst out with the sun’s brilliance at the last moment, imprinting the coordinates of the entire space in the deepest part of the moon’s mother root – that was Uchiha Obito’s final resistance as a human being rather than a vessel.
On the Toad Rock of Myoboku Mountain, Naruto knelt in front of the giant scroll. His palms were filled with unprecedented chakra – not pure natural energy, but a mixture of Jiraiya’s heroic spirit, Itachi’s protective will, and Yahiko’s ideal of peace.
“Lewd Sage, Mr. Itachi, Brother Yahiko…” Naruto whispered with his eyes closed, and countless golden stars suddenly appeared on the scroll, “Let me turn your dreams into reality.”
When he opened his eyes, the chakra star tracks of the entire ninja world were reflected in his pupils. The moment the Rasengan took shape in his palm, it was no longer a simple blue sphere, but a bright ball of light wrapped in silver-white star tracks, each of which was connected to the thoughts of a deceased person.
“Super Spiral Shuriken Star Track Echo!”
In the center of the chakra line connecting the moon and the earth, Su Yin and Sasuke stood side by side. Sasuke’s Chidori Blade: Star Track Blade and Su Yin’s Flying Thunder God Kunai overlapped, forming a giant blade of light that could split time and space, slowly slashing towards the causal center of the core of the mother root.
The fragments of Kaguya’s consciousness screamed in the blood-colored rings: “Do you think you can win by severing cause and effect? ​​The God Age Characters are the laws of the universe, and you are just…”
“It is to allow the law to accommodate the existence of tears.” Su Yin suddenly spoke, the wedge mark on his palm resonating with Sasuke’s chakra, and the projection of three hundred silver bells appeared on the light blade. “Father said that the ultimate meaning of the wedge is to allow every life to leave its own track on the star track.”
The moment the blade of light fell, the divine characters on the surface of the mother root shattered like glass. The residual souls of the 107 worlds that were swallowed turned into arrows of light and flowed into the earth along the cracks, and the fragments of Kaguya’s consciousness were finally sealed in the Itachi Crystal in Sasuke’s palm.
In the morning mist of the earth, the roots of the sacred tree completely collapsed. Blue chakra seeds drifted like dandelions, taking root and sprouting in every ninja village, growing into “star track trees” that would not consume chakra – their annual rings were engraved with the names of all those who sacrificed for peace.
Naruto stood on the high platform of Konoha, looking at the Five Kage and members of Akatsuki who gathered below. Nagato’s Samsara Eye finally returned to the human brown color, Konan’s paper butterfly landed on the fragments of the mask left by Obito, and Kakashi was touching Sasuke’s newly grown Flying Thunder God micro-seal, revealing a long-lost lazy smile.
“The world of ninjas should never be determined by gods or fate.” Su Yin’s voice came from the communicator. He and Bai Zheng were standing on the back of the moon, looking at the eternal star track that Obito had transformed into with the Kamui Space. “From today on, every life is the guardian of its own star track.”
Sasuke suddenly looked into the distance, and his Sharingan reflected the rewriting of the lunar rings. There were no longer Kaguya’s divine characters, but three names engraved side by side: Uchiha Sasuke, Su Yin, and Uzumaki Naruto – they were not children of prophecy, but ordinary people who chose to become stars.
Many years later, when the children of the Ninja School looked up at the starry sky, they would see three particularly bright star tracks that always accompanied them. The old ninjas said that they were three young men who had rewritten the fate of the Ninja World, and they were using their chakra to protect the dreams of everyone who looked up at the starry sky.
Under the Star Track Tree on the back of the moon, Kakashi was telling the new generation of ninjas the story of the wedge and the silver bell. He touched his right eye socket, which had long since healed, and suddenly saw Obito’s chakra projection emerge from the Star Track, smiling and making the Thousand Years of Killing gesture.
“Obito, you are still so naive.” Kakashi chuckled, but tears welled up in his eyes. The branches of the star-track tree rustled, as if responding to this joke across time and space – although some stars have fallen, their light will always remain in the hearts of those who are willing to look up.
Chapter 20: Beyond the Star Tracks: Eternal Admiration (Old Version)
Chapter 20: Beyond the Star Tracks: Eternal Admiration
At the observatory of the Konoha Ninja School, Uzumaki Mururu was staring at the growth rings of the Star Track Tree. The thirteen-year-old boy’s fingertips ran over the bark and suddenly froze – beneath the names of “Uchiha Sasuke” and “Su Yin”, there appeared a new generation of God characters that he had never seen before, and each character was absorbing the moonlight, forming a miniature chakra vortex.
“Mu Liuren, are you slacking off again?” Mitsuki’s voice came from behind him, and his pupils suddenly shrank. “These words… are exactly the same as the Kaguya fragments in Orochimaru’s laboratory.”
Mu Liuren turned around and found that the silver bell in his palm was getting hot. It was Naruto’s gift for him as an adult. The inner side of the bell tongue was engraved with the emblem of “Spiral Star Track”, but at this moment it reflected the changes in the annual rings of the Star Track Tree – outside the 107 known world coordinates, the 108th coordinate was slowly taking shape, and the pattern in the center of the coordinate was exactly the same as the broken jade left by Su Yin’s father.
In the Uchiha clan’s land in Sound Valley, Sarada was staring at her Sharingan. In her three-magatama pupils, silver-white star tracks replaced the traditional black lines. Whenever she activated her abilities, translucent crystal lines would appear on her palms – that was the genetic mark left by Sasuke when he fought against the sacred tree.
“Mother, why is my chakra afraid of moonlight?” Sarada touched the silver bell around her neck. It was the paper butterfly silver bell that Konan gave her before she died. At this moment, the pattern of Nagato’s Rinnegan was emerging under the moonlight.
Haruno Sakura put down the medical book, a trace of worry flashing in her eyes. She “saw” that her daughter’s chakra was resonating subtly with the Star Track Tree, and each crystal pattern corresponded to a certain star track node on the back of the moon: “Because in your blood, there is both the fire of the Uchiha and the remaining star track power of Kaguya… just like your father and Uncle Su Yin in the past.”
Under the Star Track Tree on the far side of the moon, Su Yin was carving the last Flying Thunder God Mark on the rock. Bai’s ice mirror was suspended beside him, reflecting the ninja joint force exercise in the direction of the earth – Naruto, as the seventh Hokage, was guiding the new generation, and Sasuke’s Chidori Blade no longer drew deadly electricity, but gentle star track light bands.
“The call from the 108th world has been detected.” The system’s prompt tone suddenly sounded, which was exactly the same as the chakra fluctuations of my mother Karin thirty years ago. “The roots of the sacred tree in this world are devouring the stars. The wedge holder is requested to intervene.”
Su Yin’s fingertips paused in mid-air. He looked at the Flying Thunder God Seal on his palm, where the last fluctuations of Obito’s Kamui Space remained. Bai suddenly reached out and pressed his shoulder. The silver bell on his neck resonated with the broken jade on the rock, reflecting the scene of his father’s death thirty years ago: “Go and have a look. Our star tracks should never be trapped in the same coordinate system.”
At the training ground in the back mountain of Konoha, Kakashi is teaching a new generation of ninjas. Although his right eye is blind, he can accurately capture the chakra trajectory of each child – that is the last gift left by Obito using the Kamui Space, allowing him to “see” the projection of star tracks on mortals.
“Ino, your chakra line is too impatient, just like Naruto back then.” Kakashi smiled and dodged the sudden attack of kunai, “Remember, the real guardian of the star track is not to change fate, but…”
“But let each star track flash according to your will!” Metal Lee’s roar shook the mountains and forests, and his physical chakra actually drew real star tracks in the air. It was an unexpected fusion of the Eight Gates Ninjutsu inherited from Emperor Kai and the power of star tracks.
Kakashi looked at the star track tree in the sky and thought of Obito’s joke before his death. The fragments of the mask had long been lost, but every late night, he could always see the cynical chakra projection of his friend in the gaps of the star track.
At the top of the Hokage Rock, Naruto looked at the flashes in the direction of the moon. That was Su Yin’s Flying Thunder God Seal activating, and each flash was accompanied by a system prompt sound – since the Kaguya incident, he finally understood what mission his friend had been carrying from beginning to end.
“Dad, what is that light?” Boruto pointed at the sky, his eyes flashing with the same curiosity as Naruto’s. The wedge mark on the boy’s palm suddenly became hot. It was the coordinates of the miniature Flying Thunder God that Su Yin had carved to protect him.
Naruto suddenly chuckled and ruffled his son’s hair. He remembered the prophecy written in code by the old man in the final chapter of Jiraiya’s Heroic Story: “When the 108th star lights up, the true journey of the star track has just begun.”
“That is the light that illuminates the future, Boruto.” Naruto looked at the Star Track Tree, where Jiraiya’s hero emblem, Itachi’s Uchiha clan emblem, and Yahiko’s Akatsuki ring formed a new totem of the ninja world. “It is the light that every life can look up to bravely.”
Su Yin’s figure gradually faded on the moon’s surface, and the white ice mirror fragments turned into silver butterflies following around. Their chakra lines passed through the annual rings of the star track tree, connecting with the earth, the moon, and even the unknown world deep in the universe – there were distress signals from the purple desert planet, hymns of civilization from the ice crystal satellite, and countless star tracks waiting to be protected.
Sasuke stood on the ruins of the Uchiha ruins, watching his daughter Sarada and Mururu playing. The Itachi crystal in his palm suddenly glowed, reflecting his brother’s smiling face before his death. He knew that the so-called eternity was never a stopped star track, but every life bravely shining and radiating on its own track.
When the morning mist dissipated, the children of the ninja school made new wishes under the Star Track Tree. Kakashi’s story continued. Next to Naruto’s statue on the Hokage Rock, there was a relief of a masked Uchiha ninja. That was Obito, who, in another way, would forever protect the world he had tried so hard to create.
And in a corner of the universe, in the sky of the 108th world, two figures standing side by side appeared. Su Yin looked at the burning sacred tree in front of him, and suddenly heard the sound of a white silver bell, which was clearer than any chakra resonance – it was the hope of life, the star track that would never fall, and the eternal hope of every ninja.
Chapter 21: Zisha Xinggui’s Redemption Elegy (Old Version)
Chapter 21: The Redemption Elegy of Zisha Xinggui
The afterglow of the supernova explosion had not yet faded, and Su Yin’s Flying Thunder God Seal had already stirred up a sandstorm on the surface of the purple desert planet. The hot purple sand seeped into the soles of his boots, and he keenly noticed that the chakra was semi-solid here – just like condensing the fire chakra into sand, and each grain of sand was reflecting the broken star track.
“Bai, pay attention to the chakra density in the air.” Su Yin’s fingertips slid across his palm, and the Flying Thunder God technique was temporarily stuck in the purple sand. “The natural energy here is ‘Solid Star Track’. Any ninjutsu will be forced to materialize.”
As soon as the white ice mirror was unfolded, the surface of the lens was covered with purple crystals. She stared into the depths of the sandstorm, where twelve inverted pyramids stood, each with its top connected to a broken star track. “System scans show that the roots of the sacred tree are devouring the main star of the galaxy. These pyramids are the planet’s ‘star track regulators’.”
In the shadow of the pyramids, a girl in an indigo robe was drawing a star map on the ground with gravel. She wore a silver eye mask on her left eye, and the pupil of her right eye was a swirling star track. “Outsider, your chakra line… is completely consistent with the ‘double wedge star track’ in the prophecy.”
Su Yin put his hand on the kunai handle, but found that the other party had no hostility. The girl’s neck was not hung with a silver bell, but a necklace of star sand polished by star fragments. Each bead was reflecting his and Bai’s chakra coordinates: “We are here to stop the sacred tree from devouring the stars. Are you the wedge holder of this world?”
“Wedge?” The girl chuckled, and the Star Sand Necklace suddenly made a buzzing sound. “We call it the ‘Star Track Shackles’. A hundred years ago, the fragments of Kaguya’s consciousness came here and used the root veins to drain three habitable planets. And I…” She took off her command eyes, revealing her eye sockets covered with star track patterns, “I am the last Sand Priestess who can see the cracks in the star track, Kaya.”
The roar of the sacred tree’s roots came from the core of the planet. Su Yin “saw” that below the purple desert, the towering black giant tree was tightening the star with its roots, and each leaf was absorbing the starlight and converting it into solid chakra sand – this was the source of the materialization of the natural energy of this world.
“Bai, use the ice mirror to freeze the chakra conduction of the root veins!” Su Yin’s Flying Thunder God Seal resonated with Kaya’s Star Sand Necklace, “Kaya, can the pyramid’s regulator reverse the gravity of the star?”
Kaya’s Star Track right eye suddenly emitted a purple-gold light: “Yes, but it requires an equivalent chakra sacrifice… Just like the ‘Chibaku Tensei’ on your Earth, but the price here is–” She pointed to the top of the inverted pyramid, where hundreds of Star Sand Ninjas were imprisoned, and everyone’s chakra was being extracted to keep the regulator running.
The white ice mirror suddenly shattered. The girl’s silver hair was instantly covered with purple sand, but she still stubbornly used her body to block the chakra flow of the root vein: “Su Yin, their chakra pattern is the same as that of the members of Shadow Village! Every Xingsha ninja has a wedge engraved on his forehead that is the same as Kaguya’s copy!”
Su Yin’s fingertips stroked Kaya’s Star Sand Necklace, and the system suddenly issued a piercing alarm: “Fragments of Kaguya’s original wedge have been detected! The root veins of the sacred tree of this world are the offspring that split from the mother root of the earth thirty years ago!”
Memories came flooding back. He “saw” the last spell that his mother Karin had carved on the moon thirty years ago – when the mother root collapsed, twelve roots shot out into the universe, one of which was the purple desert planet in front of him. And Kaya’s star sand necklace was made of the broken jade from the mother root of the earth.
“I see.” Su Yin’s Flying Thunder God Mark resonated with the broken jade of the necklace, projecting the image of Earth’s Shadow Village in Kaya’s right eye. “You are not sacrifices, but the coordinates of the Flying Thunder God buried by my father. These Star Sand Ninjas are all cross-time and space projections of the members of Shadow Village.”
At the core of the sacred tree’s roots, Su Yin and Bai’s chakras first appeared in the solid star track. The fragments of their wedge cores turned into two blades of light, and the purple sandstorm and blue ice spikes collided on the surface of the roots, condensing into translucent crystals of time and space – each crystal reflected the memory fragments of the inhabitants of this world.
“Kaya, lead the Star Sand Ninjas to activate the regulator!” Su Yin’s light blade slashed towards the root node, “Bai, use the ice mirror to collect the crystals. They are the ‘Star Track Key’ that can reverse the swallowing of stars!”
Bai’s fingertips slid across the crystals of time and space, and she was suddenly stunned. In a certain crystal, she “saw” the resonance between her silver bell on Earth and Kaya’s star sand necklace, and under Kaya’s eye mask, she actually had the same paper butterfly tattoo as Xiaonan – that was the mark left in different worlds when Kaguya’s consciousness split.
Twelve inverted pyramids emitted strong light at the same time. Kaya’s Star Sand Necklace disintegrated and turned into the undred Daofei Thunder God coordinates, returning the Star Sand Ninja’s chakra to the body. Su Yin’s light blade inserted into the connection point between the star and the root vein, and the solid star track cracked here, revealing the cosmic abyss behind it.
“This is the truth behind Kaguya’s sacrifice of the star track.” Su Yin watched the root veins gradually shrink. “She cultivates wedge holders in each world, not for resurrection, but to make the sacred tree a chakra harvester across time and space.”
The white ice mirror suddenly reflected the picture of the earth: Naruto was drawing a new star track totem on the Hokage Rock, and Sasuke’s Chidori Blade: Star Track Blade cut a space-time rift on the earth for the first time, and the blade edge flashed the same purple-gold light as Kaya Star Sand.
“Su Yin, the star track tree on Earth is responding to the resonance here!” The white silver bell made a clear sound, “Kaya’s paper butterfly tattoo is actually a cross-time and space projection of Yahiko’s dream, just like…”
“Just like the Akatsuki organization in every world, it is a mirror image born from the fragments of Kaguya’s consciousness.” Su Yin’s Flying Thunder God Seal is connected to the coordinates of the earth and the moon. “But this time, we want the star track to no longer be a shackle, but…”
“It’s a bridge connecting different worlds.” Kaya’s right eye regained clarity. She looked at the stars that gradually stopped collapsing and smiled, “Just like the silver bells on your Earth, in the purple desert, their name is – Tears of Star Sand.”
When the last root vein collapsed, the purple desert began to rain star sand that had not been seen for a hundred years. Every grain of sand shone with the faint light of the earth’s silver bell. Kaya’s star sand necklace was reborn in Su Yin’s palm, but it was no longer a shackle, but a star track compass engraved with the coordinates of the Flying Thunder God.
“Will the next world be the Ice Crystal Satellite?” Bai gently stroked the silver bell on his neck. It was resonating with Kaya’s Tears of Star Sand. “Are the residents there also waiting for their own star track guide?”
Su Yin looked into the depths of the universe, where countless star tracks were collapsing and reconstructing. The system’s prompt sounded again, but it was no longer a cold mechanical sound, but a mixture of Kakashi’s chuckle, Obito’s sigh, and Naruto’s roar – that was the echo of all the lives that had been protected, left in the chakra ocean.
“Let’s go.” Su Yin took Bai’s hand, and the Flying Thunder God Mark drew a graceful arc in the purple sand. “This time, we are not going to fight, but to tell every world: the end of the star track is never to be swallowed, but to become each other’s starlight in the connection.”
Chapter 22: The Ice Moon’s Eternal Night Hymn (Old Version)
Chapter 22: The Ice Moon’s Eternal Night Hymn
The surface of the ice satellite reflected the broken starlight, and Su Yin’s Flying Thunder God Seal splashed blue sparks as soon as it touched the ice layer – in the absolute domain of minus 200 degrees, chakra was being frozen into transparent prismatic crystals. His forehead was covered with ice flowers, and countless suspended “time fragments” floated in his vision: there was a picture of his mother Karin preparing ice escape potions in the laboratory, and there was also the blood-red reflection of Sasuke’s Sharingan when he stared at the moon on Earth.
“Su Yin, the chakra here… is frozen time.” Bai’s fingertips lightly touched the ice surface, and her silver hair instantly condensed into ice crystal patterns. The silver bell on her neck should have rang crisply, but at this moment it seemed to be muted. “Every snowflake is a fragment of the crack in time and space. The roots of the sacred tree are transforming the satellite into a ‘time prison’.”
The system’s notification tone became stuck, and the sound of ice cracking was mixed in with the mechanical tone: “Pure ice chakra origin detected, and the compatibility with Kaguya’s ice escape bloodline has increased to 87%. Warning! The roots of the Eternal Night Tree have penetrated the satellite’s core, and the flow of time is approaching zero.”
At the end of the ice crystal plain, twelve upside-down icebergs were suspended, each of which contained a frozen “time vortex”. As soon as the white ice mirror was unfolded three inches, spider-web-like golden-blue lines began to grow on the lens – that was the original form of Kaguya’s ice escape bloodline. What was reflected on the mirror was no longer reality, but the residual image of Su Yin’s memory when he was training in Shadow Village when he was young.
“Bai!” Su Yin grabbed her wrist that was about to freeze, and found that her pupils were being eroded by the ice-blue gear lines. “Don’t use the ice mirror to directly absorb the chakra here. The sacred tree is using your blood to assimilate time and space!”
Bai suddenly smiled with relief, and ice-blue lines spread along her arms to her heart: “It’s okay… I can ‘see’ the souls in these ice crystals. They are the ‘Guardians of Eternal Night’ that were frozen thousands of years ago. Everyone’s chakra resonates with my ice mirror.” She slid her fingertips across the ice, and the frozen fragments of time suddenly flowed, revealing a fragment of Kaguya’s consciousness that was frozen deep inside – it was an ice crystal inlaid with gears, and the surface was engraved with the same codes as the Earth’s Super Ninja System.
Earth, Konoha Village, late at night. Sasuke suddenly pressed the Sharingan on his right eye, which was in great pain. The pupil reflected the eternal night of the ice satellite: Su Yin was using the Flying Thunder God Kunai to cut the frozen cracks in time and space, and the white ice mirror had completely turned golden blue, with countless afterimages of Kaguya floating in the mirror.
“Brother?” Sarada looked at her father’s suddenly tense back with worry.
Sasuke’s Chidori Blade Star Track Blade was automatically unsheathed, and the blade resonated with the “Eye of Eternal Night” of the ice crystal satellite. He suddenly remembered what his mother Uchiha Mikoto once said, “The Sharingan can see the scars of time and space.” At this moment, those scars were centered on the ice crystal satellite, outlining the outline of the technique that Kaguya used to create the Star Track Recorder in the universe.
“Contact Naruto and activate the Star Track Totem of the Hokage Rock.” Sasuke’s voice was trembling with a rare tremor, “This time… we may need to use our chakra to chisel a crack in the time ice of the two worlds.”
In the core of the ice crystal satellite, Su Yin and Bai stood in front of the inverted iceberg altar. Twelve ice pillars were inlaid with glowing gears, and each gear was engraved with the name of an Earth ninja – Kakashi’s Raikiri trail, Naruto’s Rasengan pattern, and even Obito’s Kamui space coordinates.
“This is the core of the Star Track Recorder.” The white ice mirror suddenly floated to the center of the altar, and the golden-blue mirror reflected the original form of the system: it was a device made by Kaguya using the fragments of her own wedge core, which could transform the chakra flow of each world into a readable “time gear”. “The system of the earth… is just a monitoring module stripped off from it, used to screen the ‘Sons of the Wedge’ that can repair the cracks in the star track.”
Su Yin’s fingertips touched the gears, and a huge amount of information flooded into his mind: the “broken jade” that his mother Karin found on the moon thirty years ago was exactly the fragments of the recorder’s shell; and the wedges he and Bai had were essentially the “space-time key” created by the recorder to fight against the sacred tree. When the roots of the sacred tree tried to freeze the ice crystal satellite, the recorder was automatically searching for people with the dual chakra attributes of “ice and thunder” in all parallel worlds – just like his parents who chose him back then.
The roar of the sacred tree’s roots came from the satellite core, and the white ice mirror suddenly disintegrated into golden blue snowflakes. She looked at her gradually transparent palms, and the ice-blue gear patterns were devouring her chakra: “Su Yin, these gears…are actually the shackles that Kaguya uses to imprison her consciousness. The sacred trees in each world are the fragments of her shackles that split off.”
Su Yin’s Flying Thunder God Mark suddenly resonated with the Earth’s star track totem. He “saw” Naruto using the Nine-Tails Chakra to melt the ice on the Hokage Rock, and Sasuke’s Chidori Blade had torn a tiny crack in the space-time barrier. However, the time flow rate of the ice crystal satellite was only 0.3 seconds/Earth hour, and no external force could break through before it was completely frozen.
“Use your wedge core to resonate with my ice core.” Bai suddenly held his hand and melted the golden-blue ice crystals into the Flying Thunder God Seal on his palm. “Just like in the Purple Desert, let our chakra… become a new time gear.”
Su Yin felt a familiar stinging pain – that was the feeling when his mother Karin passed on the wedge core before she died. But this time, what flowed into his body was not only Bai’s chakra, but also the life consciousness of all the frozen life on the ice crystal satellite: the battle memories of the Eternal Night Guardians, and the painful roar of Kaguya when her consciousness was split.
Sasuke’s Chidori Blade, Star Track Blade, shone with golden and blue light for the first time. When the blade hit the crack in time and space, he “saw” the whole picture of the ice crystal satellite through his Sharingan: the twelve inverted icebergs corresponded to the star track totems of the twelve ninja villages on Earth, and the gear set in the center of the altar was replicating the wedge core frequency of Su Yin and Bai.
“I see…” Sasuke muttered, letting the chakra flow uncontrollably into the cracks, “Kaguya created the recorder not for the purpose of ruling, but to find the ‘key’ that allows chakras from different time and space to coexist before the sacred tree devours all the worlds.”
The star track totem of the earth suddenly emitted a strong light, and Naruto transformed the chakra of the Nine-Tails mode into an ice dragon, rushing into the ice crystal satellite along the crack opened by Sasuke. In the space of absolute zero, the ice dragon resonated with Bai’s gold and blue ice mirror, and the frozen fragments of time began to flow in reverse – the life memories swallowed by the sacred tree were turning into lubricating oil for the gears, making the stagnant time turn again.
When the first ray of “Eternal Night Sunlight” (actually the light and heat of Earth’s chakra) melted the altar’s ice layer, Su Yin found that each gear had new marks: the ice spikes of the Eternal Night Guardian were superimposed on Naruto’s Rasengan pattern, and a gold-blue gear appeared next to Sasuke’s Chidori mark. Bai’s silver bell rang again, but it was mixed with the crisp sound of melting ice crystals – her ice mirror had evolved into a “time-space gear mirror” that could reflect the resonant frequencies of chakras from different worlds.
“The ultimate secret of the system is the self-rescue tool that Kaguya left for all worlds.” Su Yin held Bai’s gradually solidifying palm tightly and looked at the new coordinates that emerged in the center of the altar – it was a lava world burning with black flames, “And we… are both the key and the recorder.”
Bai gently stroked the new lines on the mirror, and suddenly pointed at a piece of gear fragment: “Look, here is Xiaonan’s paper butterfly mark, and Kaya’s star sand coordinates. It turns out that the ‘wedge holder’ in each world is a gear splicer selected by the recorder.”
The system prompt sounded again, this time it was Kakashi’s voice: “Well done, kids. But the next stop… The ‘Ashes Council’ on the Lava Planet is collecting the charred roots of the sacred tree. They believe that only by burning all the chakra can they prevent the star track from being swallowed up-“
Before he finished speaking, the Flying Thunder God Seal had already created cracks on the surface of the ice crystal. Su Yin took a last look at the ice crystal satellite that was gradually resuming its flow. The residents of the Eternal Night there were waking up from the ice, and the light of the Earth’s Hokage Rock was reflected in their eyes.
“Let’s go.” He placed his hand on the white gear mirror, and the chakra resonance turned into the overlap of golden gears and ice-blue prisms. “This time, we want the gears to no longer be shackles, but…”
“It’s about allowing the chakra of each world to play its own star track hymn as the gears mesh.” Bai finished speaking for him, and the mirror reflected the scene of Sasuke putting away his sword on Earth – the edge of the Chidori Blade was flashing the same faint light as the ice crystal gears.
Chapter 23: The Ash Council of Lava Planet (Old Version)
Chapter 23: The Ash Council of Lava Planet
The surface of the Lava Planet was boiling with dark golden magma. As soon as Su Yin’s Flying Thunder God Seal touched the ground, green smoke rose. The chakra here was burned into charred black particles by the high temperature. Every breath was like swallowing burning charcoal slag. The edge of his forehead guard began to melt, and the wedge core fragments in his palm stung, leaving charred black lines on the surface of his skin. “Bai, don’t use ice escape to cool down! The natural energy here is ‘chakra residue after burning’, your ice will be directly vaporized.”
Her white hair was stained with ashes, and the silver bell on her neck should have sounded crisp, but now it made a dull sound. She stared at the flowing magma sea in the distance and found that all the liquid metal surfaces reflected the same scene: twelve masked ninjas were turning chakra into flames and burning their limbs – that was the initiation ceremony of the “Ashes Council”.
“System scans show that the roots of the planet’s sacred tree have been burned to charcoal.” Bai’s fingertips swept through the air, and the ice mirror disintegrated into steam as soon as it took shape. “But the remaining roots are secreting the ‘World Burning Enzyme’, which converts all chakra into irrecoverable ashes… just like the battlefield burned by Uchiha Madara’s ‘Perfect Susanoo’ back then.”
In the shadow of the volcanoes, twelve inverted lava altars were spewing black smoke. When Su Yin and Bai approached, the ground suddenly cracked, and charred chakra tentacles rolled over – the surface of those tentacles was engraved with the same cloud patterns as the “Akatsuki” organization on Earth, but with a matte luster like dead gray.
“The chakra of the outsider… still carries the scent of the gears of the star track recorder.” A hoarse voice came from the top of the altar. A man wearing a half-molten metal mask stood in the air. His left eye was wrapped in a charred bandage, and the pupil of his right eye was a vortex of burning ash. “I am Jin, the chairman of the Ash Council. Are you here to stop us from burning the roots of the sacred tree?”
Su Yin’s kunai suddenly became hot, and he “saw” a burnt wedge mark beating on the other person’s chest – a completely opposite existence to Kaguya’s wedge core, the chakra flow direction was actually swallowing from the outside of the body to the inside. Even more shocking was that on the man’s exposed left arm, there was a Raikiri scar that was the same as Kakashi’s, but it was burned into a carbonized pattern by the high temperature.
“Your act of burning chakra is actually feeding the sacred tree.” Bai’s ice mirror forcibly condensed a thin piece of ice, reflecting the charred roots coiled deep in the magma. “These roots are absorbing the ‘pure chakra’ after burning, just like…”
“Just like your Earth’s ‘Chibaku Tensei’ needs dark matter, the sacred tree here has evolved into a form that consumes ashes.” Jin took off his metal mask, revealing half of his charred face. On the intact skin on his right face, the three-magatama Sharingan was oozing blood and tears like lava. “Thirty years ago, my sister’s chakra was sucked dry by the roots of the sacred tree and turned into a crystal on the roots. So we chose to burn, burn all the chakra that might be parasitized!”
The low hum of the roots of the sacred tree came from deep in the magma. Su Yin suddenly fell to his knees, and the wedge core fragment in his palm uncontrollably absorbed the surrounding charred chakra, and the same burning patterns as Jin appeared on the surface of his skin: “Bai! Stay away from me… My chakra is repelling the Flying Thunder God Mark!”
The white ice flakes shattered instantly. She looked at Su Yin’s pupils which were gradually burning black, and found that the chakra flow in his body was actually running in reverse – just like Kaguya’s wedge core…
Chapter 24: Eclipse of the Reverse Wedge and Resonance of Ashes (Old Version)
Chapter 24: Eclipse of the Reverse Wedge and Resonance of Ashes
Su Yin’s knuckles dug deep into the hot rock, and the charred lines crawled along his arm like a living thing. The wedge core fragments cracked into gears in his palm – they were the remnants of Kaguya’s wedge core after it was burned. At this moment, it was absorbing the “pure ashes” of the lava planet, transforming his chakra into a form that could be swallowed by the roots of the sacred tree. Bai’s silver bell suddenly vibrated with a high-frequency sound, and the curse seal on her neck emerged with icy blue lines, freezing the charred spread of Su Yin’s wrist against the high temperature: “Your chakra is simulating the receptors of the ‘burning enzyme’ of the sacred tree! Kaguya used the wedge core to absorb the energy of the planet back then, and now these residues are eroding your wedge in the opposite direction!”
Jin’s three-magatama Sharingan suddenly shrank. He saw a translucent shadow of Kaguya emerging from Su Yin’s body, but it was burned into a broken outline by the charred chakra: “It turns out that the wedge of the earth is the ‘seed’ planted by Kaguya, and our ‘reverse wedge’…” He tore off the bandage on his left arm. Under the carbonized Raikiri scar, there was a half-charred root of the sacred tree. “It is the mark of those who were devoured by the sacred tree! Thirty years ago, when my sister was parasitized by the roots, I used Amaterasu to burn my own chakra, but I was burned into a container for the ‘reverse wedge’ along with the roots.”
The magma sea suddenly exploded into a boiling vortex, and twelve charred figures jumped out from the altar. Under the masks of the Ash Council members, all of them were beating with the same reverse wedge mark as Jhin. They formed seals at the same time, and the chakra turned into black fire rain and hit Su Yin, but when it touched Bai’s cursed ice mist, it screamed like shattering glass. Bai’s silver hair moved without wind, and the ice crystal pendant on her chest showed the forehead pattern of Earth Team 7: “The system restarts the ice escape·permafrost core! The chakra residue here requires the ‘absolute zero memory anchor point’-Su Yin, think back to the first time you saved me with Flying Thunder God!”
Su Yin’s consciousness floated in the heat, and the charred wedge core was trying to cut off his connection with the Flying Thunder God’s mark. But Bai’s voice pierced into the chaos like an ice cone, and he saw the snowy night when he was twelve years old: Bai was trapped in Zabuza’s ice prison, and he completed the time and space jump for the first time in a heartbeat, and the warmth of his palm melted the frost on her eyelashes. This fragment of memory suddenly burned in his mind, and the charred lines actually peeled off in the blue and gold light of the Flying Thunder God, revealing the glimmer of the uncorrupted wedge core underneath.
“They are resonating!” Jin’s Sharingan oozed more lava tears of blood, and he finally saw the true nature of the white curse – it was an ice core condensed by the emotional bond of the Earth Ninja, “The Sacred Tree is afraid of this ‘unburned chakra connection’, just like Kaguya was afraid of the power of human bonds!” He suddenly swung his sword at the nearest member of the parliament, but the charred fire blade backfired when it touched the other person’s body, “Idiot! We burned for thirty years, but instead let the Sacred Tree evolve into a form that absorbs the reverse wedge!”
From deep within the core of the earth came a roar like the collapse of a planet. The roots of the sacred tree broke out from the magma, and each root was embedded with the crystal remains of the council members – including the transparent body of Jin’s sister who was in an embrace. Su Yin grabbed Bai’s hand and forcibly carved the Flying Thunder God Seal into her ice core that was about to collapse: “Use your ice to freeze the activity of the ‘Burning World Enzyme’ in these roots! I will reverse the absorption direction of the wedge core – just like when Naruto used the Nine-Tails Chakra to hedge against Sasuke’s curse seal!”
Bai’s ice mirror finally took shape on the third attempt, and the mirror surface reflected the reverse wedge resonance of Su Yin and Jin: the two wedge core fragments were pieced together into a complete gear in the void, and the golden color of Kaguya and the charred black of the sacred tree flowed between the gear lines. When Bai’s ice spikes pierced the roots, Su Yin activated the second stage of Flying Thunder God and took Jin to crash into the body of the sacred tree at the core of the planet – where the “burning world core” condensed from the ashes of countless ninjas was beating.
“It turns out that the sacred tree has been dead for a long time…” Jin looked at the fragments of Kaguya’s wedge core floating in the core and suddenly smiled. It was the first smile without burn marks in thirty years. “It used its last strength to create the ‘reverse wedge trap’, making us burn chakra to feed its own remains. Just like Uchiha Madara on Earth, using despair to make humans its own nourishment.”
Su Yin’s wedge core resonated with the core, and the gears began to rotate in reverse. Spider web-like ice patterns appeared on the surface of the lava planet, and the charred chakra residue gradually condensed into “memory crystals” that could be recycled under the dual effects of absolute zero and the power of time and space. Bai caught the crystals that floated from the magma and found that each crystal contained the last memory of the council members before they were burned – “Live” written on his palm by Jin’s sister with chakra before she died.
When the first wisp of ice-blue chakra flowed over the lava star again, Su Yin and Bai saw Jin kneeling in the crystal group, sticking his sister’s crystal on his reverse wedge mark. Half of his charred face began to melt, revealing light-colored pupils similar to his sister’s underneath: “Go to Earth and tell Kakashi… Raikiri’s burn marks can actually be cooled by memories.”
On the magma sea, twelve altars slowly sank into the ground, leaving only twelve suspended memory crystals, like washed stars. Bai’s system prompt finally stopped being hoarse: “The root veins of the sacred tree have been cleared 100%, and the chakra ecology is being reconstructed. But wedge core fragments have been detected… in the form of binary star resonance?”
Su Yin looked at the Flying Thunder God Mark that reappeared on his palm and found a trace of burnt black lines around the edge of the mark – that was the eternal paradox of “burning and preservation” left to him by the Lava Star. And in the depths of the universe, on an ancient planet covered with wedge marks, the stone statue of Kaguya suddenly opened its eyes, and her fingertips slid across the cracks on the stone surface, where the same faint light as that in Su Yin’s palm was seeping out.
Chapter 25: Echoes of the Star Abyss and Movements of the Rift (Old Version)
Chapter 25: Echoes of the Star Abyss and Movements of the Rift
The ice patterns on the surface of the Lava Star spread like a spider web, and twelve memory crystals were suspended in the air, emitting a soft light. Bai gently placed the crystal in his hand into a special container. The surface of the container glowed faintly and began to automatically analyze these memory fragments. Su Yin walked to Jin’s side, watched him carefully put away his sister’s crystal, and asked softly: “What are your plans next?”
Jin raised his head, complex emotions flashing in his light-colored pupils: “I want to go to Earth and see the place where the scars of Raikiri can be cooled by memories.” He paused, and added, “Maybe I can find more clues to solve this reverse wedge curse.”
At this moment, Bai’s system suddenly issued a piercing alarm, and the memory crystals in the container showed strange black lines, twisting like living things. “Not good! These crystals are being eroded by some kind of force!” Bai looked solemn, and quickly formed seals with his hands, trying to stabilize the crystals with ice escape. Su Yin immediately activated Flying Thunder God and set up a space-time barrier around the crystals to prevent the black lines from spreading.
Jin’s Sharingan spun rapidly. He saw that deep inside the memory crystal, strands of charred chakra threads were devouring the originally pure memory. “It’s the remnant of the sacred tree! It’s still trying to fight back!”
At the same time, on a distant ancient planet, Kaguya’s stone statue completely awakened. She slowly raised her arm, and from the cracks on the stone surface where her fingertips passed, a large number of charred wedge core fragments gushed out. These fragments turned into streams of light and disappeared into the depths of the universe. The space around the stone statue began to distort, and a huge crack slowly opened, from which came a low roar.
On the Lava Planet, Su Yin and the others sensed a powerful and evil force approaching. Countless tiny black cracks appeared in the sky, oozing out the same charred chakra as the sacred tree. Bai’s system prompt sounded again: “High-concentration wedge core energy fluctuations detected, unknown space rifts are forming!”
Jin clenched the knife in his hand, and the blade was dancing with the light of lightning and fire: “It seems that before we can leave, a new crisis has arrived.” Su Yin’s eyes were firm, and he engraved the Flying Thunder God Mark on Jin and Bai: “No matter what comes, we will face it together.”
Huge roots of the sacred tree suddenly emerged from the cracks. These roots were thicker than those seen in the core of the lava planet before, with spikes all over the surface and countless ninja skeletons entangled. The roots swept towards Su Yin and the others, and the ice patterns were instantly scorched wherever they passed.
Su Yin and Bai looked at each other and launched ninjutsu at the same time. Su Yin’s Flying Thunder God merged with Bai’s Ice Release to form a blue and white barrier, temporarily resisting the attack of the roots. Jin took the opportunity to launch Thunder Release and injected Raikiri into the roots, trying to paralyze them. However, these roots seemed to have developed resistance to Thunder Release, and instead absorbed Raikiri’s energy, becoming more violent.
At the critical moment, the Flying Thunder God Seal on Su Yin’s palm suddenly resonated with the charred lines left on the Lava Star. The charred lines on the edge of the seal began to glow, forming a new seal. The curse seal on Bai’s chest also changed accordingly. The lines on the forehead protector of Class 7 echoed with the seal, releasing powerful energy fluctuations.
“This is… the Twin Star Seal!” Bai shouted in surprise, “The system detected that the seal contains the dual power of time and space and absolute zero, as well as… the power of human emotions!” Su Yin felt the power surging in his body, and an unprecedented confidence surged in his heart. He injected the power of the Twin Star Seal into the Flying Thunder God and instantly appeared at the core of the huge root. Bai followed closely behind and used Ice Escape to freeze the key nodes of the root.
Under the powerful force of the Double Star Seal, the roots of the sacred tree began to disintegrate and turned into countless charred fragments. However, just when everyone thought the crisis was over, a figure in a black robe walked out of the space crack. His face was covered with a mask similar to that of the Ash Council members, and his body was wrapped in thick chakra like ink. “Do you think you can stop the revival of the sacred tree like this? Too naive…” The black-robed man slowly spoke, his voice full of ridicule and murderous intent.
Jin held the knife tightly and stepped forward: “Who are you? What is your relationship with the sacred tree?” The black-robed man laughed wildly, and his eyes under the mask flashed scarlet light: “I am the executor of the sacred tree’s will, and you… will all become the nutrients for the sacred tree’s rebirth!” After saying this, he formed seals with his hands, and more powerful monsters emerged from the space cracks. A new battle is about to begin…
Chapter 26: Dark Tide Erosion and Bond Resonance (Old Version)
Chapter 26: Dark Tide Erosion and Bond Resonance
The black-robed man’s hands trembled violently, and the monster that fell from the space crack turned into liquid ink, seeping into the cracked surface of the Lava Star. Just as Su Yin was about to launch Flying Thunder God, countless ink-colored chains suddenly sprang out from under his feet, and the surface of the chains was covered with wedge-shaped spells, pulling his chakra towards the “Eclipse Puppet” in the black-robed man’s hand – it was a humanoid weapon forged from the remains of twelve members of the Ash Council, with the memory crystal of Jin’s sister embedded in its chest, flashing a strange scarlet light.
“These chains will devour the chakra that originates from the same sacred tree!” Bai’s ice mirror began to crack like spider webs under the erosion of the ink flow, and the seal on her neck showed the wood escape pattern of the first Hokage, Hashirama Senju. “The system has retrieved the data on how to control wood escape! But… the memory crystals in the puppet’s core are contaminating the resonance of my seal!” Before she finished speaking, the ice mirror shattered, and Bai was swept by the ink flow towards the puppet’s open bloody mouth.
Jin’s Sharingan burst into golden light. He swung his sword to cut off the chains that bound Su Yin, but found that the moment the blade touched the ink flow, it was corroded into a charred black color: “Be careful! These puppets will absorb attacks and transform them into ‘World Burning Enzyme’!” The prototype of the Samsara Eye appeared in his pupils, and the reverse wedge mark on his forehead suddenly burst into a strong light. “Thirty years of burning has caused my chakra to mutate… Maybe I can use the ‘Reverse Reverse Wedge’ to erode it in the opposite direction!”
Su Yin’s Flying Thunder God Seal and the Twin Star Seal repel each other, and he is trapped in the mirror space constructed by the ink flow. Each mirror reflects a different future: Bai is devoured by the puppet and turned into a new wedge core container; Jin’s body is assimilated by the Eclipse Puppet; and he becomes a sacrifice in front of the stone statue of Kaguya. The voice of the black-robed man came from all directions: “Do you see these possibilities? Your bond is just a hotbed for the sacred tree to cultivate chakra!”
Zabuza’s last words suddenly rang out from the depths of his memory: “Bai, when people want to protect the most precious things, they will become truly strong.” Su Yin’s pupils suddenly contracted, and the conflict between the Flying Thunder God Seal and the Contract Seal suddenly subsided – he saw another possibility in the mirror: the chains formed by countless memory crystals were binding the Erosion Shadow Puppet and the man in black robe together.
“I see!” Blue and gold flames ignited at Su Yin’s fingertips. “What the sacred tree fears is not the bond itself, but the power of using memory to resist burning!” He injected the space-time power of Flying Thunder God into the memory crystal container. Twelve crystals suddenly floated up, piecing together the battle formation of the ninja coalition in the void.
Bai’s curse seal was restored to purity under the reflection of the memory crystal. The ice crystal pendant on her chest showed the pattern of the seals of all the members of Team 7. “Ice Release: Anti-Entropy Resonance!” The ice mist of absolute zero merged with the light of the memory crystal, freezing the ink flow into translucent amber. Jin took the opportunity to activate Amaterasu, but instead of burning the puppet, he ignited his own reverse wedge – the black flame penetrated through the joints of the Eclipse Puppet, burning the roots of the sacred tree inside it to ashes.
The black-robed man’s mask cracked, revealing a face covered with wedge marks: “Impossible! How can you break the fate of the sacred tree?” Su Yin’s double star seal resonated with the memory crystal of the puppet core, and countless memory fragments turned into light blades, severing the connection between the black-robed man and the space rift. At this moment, a whisper from the planet’s consciousness came from the depths of the lava star: “The double star resonance of the wedge core is the key to reversing the entropy increase of the sacred tree…”
At the moment when the space rift gradually closed, Su Yin saw the stone statue of Kaguya on the ancient planet absorbing the remains of the black-robed man, and a strange arc appeared at the corner of her mouth. The memory crystal of Jin’s sister fell off the chest of the puppet, floating in front of Jin, and the last chakra image emerged: a girl engraved the experience of Raikiri’s training on the Konoha stone slab, and the handwriting next to it was exactly the same as Kakashi’s.
Bai’s system sent a prompt: “Parallel universe coordinate fluctuations detected, the location of the Konoha slate has been located…” Su Yin held Bai’s hand tightly, and the Flying Thunder God Seal and the memory crystal produced a new resonance. “It seems that our next stop is to solve the mystery of Jin’s Raikiri and Kakashi’s bond.”
Ice-blue chakra clouds reappeared in the sky of Lava Star, and twelve memory crystals turned into meteors, falling into the depths of the universe. On an unknown planet, a young man caught one of the crystals, and on his forehead, the wedge-shaped core pattern that had not yet taken shape was emerging.
Chapter 27: Konoha Secret Scroll and Twin Lightning Scars (Old Version)
Chapter 27: Konoha Secret Scroll and Twin Lightning Scars
The night sky of Konoha Village was dyed silver by the moonlight. Kakashi leaned against the shadow of the Hokage Rock, and the “Intimate Tactics” in his hand had already been closed. When Su Yin, Bai and Jin came through the air with the memory crystal, he instantly unsheathed the kunai on his waist, but suddenly stopped when he saw the familiar Raikiri scar on Jin’s left arm. “This is… the same lightning burn mark as mine.” Kakashi’s Sharingan turned silently, sweeping across the memory crystal in Jin’s arms.
Bai handed Kakashi the coordinates of the Konoha Secret Scroll Library located by the system. The ancient scroll unfolded in the moonlight, and the cuneiform characters unique to Lava Star appeared on the yellowed pages. Jin suddenly pressed a corner of the scroll, and a burning resonance came from his fingertips: “This is the draft of the ‘Reverse Wedge Transformation Technique’ that my sister is researching – she used the Earth Lightning Secret Technique to improve the Chakra Burning Technique of Lava Star.” In the center of the scroll, an illustration of twin lightning scars was clearly visible. The scar on the left was exactly the same as Kakashi’s, but the scar on the right had more lava flowing lines.
When the memory crystal touched the secret scroll, the entire Konoha Library turned into a flickering chakra star map. Su Yin’s double star seal resonated, and everyone’s consciousness was dragged into the corridor of time and space. In the picture, Jin’s sister was kneeling in the wood escape secret room of the first Hokage, and the Raikiri in her hand carved runes on a piece of lava star meteorite. The voice of the first Hokage came from the void: “The ashes of the sacred tree hide the shackles of the universe, and the fetters… are the key to unlock the shackles.”
Kakashi’s Sharingan trembled violently, and he saw a past event that he had never known before: his father, Hatake Sakumo, had had secret contact with the Lava Star Ninja when he was young, and the fragments in his hand recorded the Raikiri Improvement Technique. “So the ‘Star Outer Contract’ that my father repeatedly mentioned before his death refers to this.” Kakashi’s voice trembled imperceptibly.
The ancient planet where the statue of Kaguya was located suddenly shook, and countless wedge core fragments fell towards Konoha Village like a meteor shower. Bai’s system alarm was piercing: “Detected the concrete attack of the will of the sacred tree, the incoming energy contains a time and space distortion factor!” Jin and Kakashi formed seals at the same time, and two lightning strikes collided in the air – the lava lightning and lightning intertwined into a net, and actually tore a crack in the void, projecting the falling wedge core fragments back to the ancient planet.
Su Yin’s double star seal resonated with the cracks, and he saw the figures of Konoha people reflected in the eyes of the stone statue of Kaguya. A charred mist poured out of the open mouth of the stone statue, condensing into the shadow of a black-robed man in the air: “Do you think that you can change your fate by unraveling history? The roots of the sacred tree have long been entangled with the timeline of every universe!” Before he finished speaking, Kakashi and Jin’s Raikiri scars became hot at the same time, and the power of the two lightning escapes broke through the limit, forming a circular lightning barrier in the void.
When the lightning faded, the memory crystal burst into a dazzling light. Everyone was surprised to find that a brand new wedge core was suspended in the center of the barrier – its surface was flowing with the two-color light of Konoha Green and Lava Gold, and the core was engraved with the Wood Release Rune of the First Hokage and the cuneiform of Lava Star. Bai’s system sent a prompt: “‘Symbiotic Wedge Core’ detected, this form has the ability to rewrite the essence of chakra…”
And on a distant ancient planet, the corners of Kaguya’s stone statue’s mouth rose again. An “Annihilation Wedge Core” that was completely opposite to the Symbiosis Wedge Core emerged on her palm, and she murmured in a low voice: “The game… has just begun.” In the sky of Konoha Village, twelve memory crystals formed a new star map, pointing to an unknown galaxy in the depths of the universe that was flashing scarlet light.
Chapter 28: The Entropy Vortex of the Scarlet Star Abyss (Old Version)
Chapter 28: The Entropy Vortex of the Scarlet Star Abyss
The alarm of Konoha Village tore through the night sky. The star map composed of twelve memory crystals suddenly twisted and deformed, and fine cracks appeared on the surface of each crystal. Bai’s system issued a sharp beep: “Detected abnormal chakra entropy value in the direction of the Scarlet Star Abyss, the energy fluctuation intensity has exceeded three times when the Lava Star God Tree went berserk!” Kakashi’s Sharingan stared at the center of the star map, where wisps of dark red mist were oozing out, winding around the Symbiotic Wedge Core like blood vessels.
Jin’s reverse wedge mark began to burn uncontrollably, and he knelt on one knee in pain: “That mist… is the evolved form of the sacred tree’s ‘World Burning Enzyme’, which can decompose all chakra into the most primitive energy particles!” Before he finished speaking, the symbiotic wedge core suddenly burst into a strong light, and the two-color lines on the surface began to rotate in reverse, transforming some of the dark red mist into silver-white light spots. But more mist was pouring out from the cracks in the star map, eroding the protective barrier of Konoha Village.
Su Yin’s binary star seal resonated with the symbiotic wedge core, and his consciousness was pulled into a strange space: countless broken planets floated in the scarlet fog sea, and the surface of each planet was covered with huge wedge core lines. A vague voice echoed in his mind: “Entropy increase is the fate of the universe, and you… are ants trying to go against the current.” When Su Yin tried to capture the source of the voice, his wrist was suddenly entangled by a charred tentacle, at the end of which was the open bloody mouth of the Kaguya stone statue.
In the real world, the ninjas of Konoha Village came out in full force, trying to resist the erosion of the dark red mist. Shikamaru quickly set up a tactical barrier, but found that the chakra was like a drop in the ocean in the mist, and could not form an effective defense at all. “These mists will absorb our attacks and transform them into their own power!” Shikamaru wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and looked at Kakashi and Jin who were fighting with the black-robed phantom.
Kakashi and Jin’s Raikiri intertwined into a web, trying to cut off the dark red mist that entangled the Symbiotic Wedge Core. But after each attack, the scars of the Raikiri on both of them became more hideous, as if there were living things crawling under their skin. Bai’s curse seal showed the pattern of Tsunade’s medical ninjutsu. She combined ice escape with medical chakra to form a “healing ice curtain”: “The system starts the chakra purification program! Su Yin, use Flying Thunder God to transmit my ice escape to various places in the barrier!”
Su Yin’s Flying Thunder God created countless blue-gold rays of light in the sky above Konoha Village, spreading Bai’s healing ice curtain to the entire battlefield. But at this moment, a huge crack suddenly appeared in the center of the star map, and a giant hand covered with wedge cores stretched out from it, grabbing the Symbiotic Wedge Core suspended in the air directly. Naruto arrived in time, and the Nine-Tails Chakra turned into a golden chain to entangle the giant hand: “Everyone work together! We can’t let it take away the Symbiotic Wedge Core!”
As the giant hand pulled, the two-color lines on the surface of the symbiotic wedge core began to disintegrate. Su Yin’s double star seal burst out with unprecedented power, and his consciousness entered the scarlet space again, but found that the scene here had changed: the chain composed of countless memory crystals was fighting against the erosion of the mist, and each crystal showed the scene of the ninja fighting. Su Yin finally understood: “Bonds are not only the bond of emotions, but also the ‘negative entropy’ force to fight against entropy increase!”
He injected the power of the Twin Star Seal into the memory crystals, and the twelve crystals instantly turned into streams of light and flew back to the Konoha battlefield. The memory crystals resonated with the ninjas’ chakras, forming a “bond barrier” covering the entire Konoha Village. Kakashi and Jin took the opportunity to launch their strongest attack, and the twin lightning blades turned into huge blades of light, severing the connection between the giant hand and the symbiotic wedge core.
However, just when everyone thought victory was in sight, even more terrifying energy fluctuations came from the direction of the Scarlet Star Abyss. A huge black hole was forming, with countless charred roots of the sacred tree entwined around the edge of the black hole. At the core of the black hole, Kaguya’s shadow was holding up the “Annihilation Wedge Core” and sneered, “Get ready to welcome the end of Chakra!”
Bai’s system issued a final warning: “The formation of an entropy vortex has been detected. All chakra forms will be ineffective in this space!” Su Yin clenched the symbiotic wedge core, looked at his companions fighting side by side, and a determined light flashed in his eyes: “Since entropy increase is fate, then we will create a new law of the universe!” He released all the power of the symbiotic wedge core, the binary seal and the memory crystals, forming a new space-time domain at the edge of the black hole – there is no restraint of the sacred tree, only the eternal light forged by bonds.
In the light of the space-time domain, Su Yin saw many vague figures: members of the Ash Council of Lava Star, generations of ninjas from Earth, and even some alien ninjas that had never been seen before. Their chakras gathered together to fight against the vortex of entropy that was about to devour everything. At the other end of the universe, Kaguya’s stone statue finally showed a hint of surprise, and cracks began to appear on the “Annihilation Wedge Core” in her hand…
Chapter 29: Negative Entropy Dawn and Wedge Core Reconstruction (Old Version)
Chapter 29: Negative Entropy Dawn and Wedge Core Reconstruction
The vortex of entropy and silence at the edge of the space-time domain was collapsing at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the roots of the sacred tree on the surface of the black hole made a sizzling sound in the light of the binding barrier. Su Yin’s double star seal was now completely integrated into the symbiotic wedge core, forming twelve pairs of light wings behind him, and each wing was flowing with chakra flows of Konoha green and lava gold. The white ice crystal pendant turned into liquid and condensed into translucent armor around her body. The armor pattern was exactly the superposition of the forehead protectors of the members of the previous Team 7.
“The ‘Wedge Core Matrix’ has been detected at the core of the Entropy Silence Whirlpool,” Bai’s system voice carried emotional fluctuations for the first time, “That is the chakra furnace that the Divine Tree used to melt the ninja bones from countless planets. It is converting the power of the annihilation wedge core into a pure energy state of ‘entropy annihilation factor’.” Jin suddenly pointed to the depths of the whirlpool. His Sharingan had evolved into the iris pattern of the Rinnegan. “Look! Those devoured ninja consciousnesses are being refined into fuel for the wedge core!”
Su Yin’s consciousness penetrated the chaos and saw countless points of light struggling in the entropy factor – they were the residual consciousness of ninjas from various parallel universes, including Zabuza, Neji, and even the unburned memory fragments of the members of the Ash Council of Lava Star. His fingertips unconsciously touched the Flying Thunder God mark on the palm of his hand, but he found that the mark had now merged with the Symbiotic Wedge Core, forming a gear-like pattern similar to Kaguya’s Wedge Core, but the center was inlaid with the binary star pattern of the Earth and Lava Star.
Kakashi and Naruto stood at the energy hub of the space-time domain. The former’s Raikiri scar and Jin’s reverse wedge mark were resonating synchronously, while the latter’s Nine-Tails Chakra became a bridge, connecting the Earth Ninja’s Chakra network with the Lava Star Memory Crystal Chain. When Shikamaru’s shadow imitation technique touched the star map of the memory crystal, twelve floating islands suddenly appeared on the battlefield, each of which corresponded to the ultimate form of a chakra attribute.
“This is the ‘Twelve Guardian Formations of the Ninja World’ recorded by the first Hokage,” Kakashi’s voice was filled with shock, “I didn’t expect it to reappear at a time like this.” On the floating island, ninjas from different universes spontaneously formed a battle formation: Water-style ninjas on Cancer Island summoned an interstellar tsunami, Earth-style ninjas on Capricorn Island built a rock wall that could resist the entropy factor, and the Twin Islands where the Twelve Ninjas of Konoha were located were weaving physical techniques and illusions into a spiritual maze that interfered with the consciousness of the Sacred Tree.
The memory crystal of Jin’s sister suddenly rose from his arms and floated in the center of the Sky Guardian Array. Cuneiform characters that had never been seen before appeared on the surface of the crystal. Bai’s system automatically translated: “When the binary star gears reverse the entropy increase, all the burned ties will become the cornerstone of the reconstruction of the universe.” Su Yin suddenly had an idea and injected the space-time power of Flying Thunder God into each floating island, causing the Twelve Sky Guardian Array to continuously displace in space and time, forming a “multidimensional prism” that can cut the wedge core matrix.
At the core of the vortex of entropy and silence, Kaguya’s shadow showed panic for the first time. The cracks in the annihilation wedge in her hand had spread to one-third, and on the furnace wall of the wedge matrix, countless ninjas’ silhouettes were emerging in battle – that was the chakra swallowed by the sacred tree, collectively rebelling under the influence of the power of bondage. “Do you think you can fight against the laws of the universe with just emotions?” Kaguya’s voice cracked for the first time, “The sacred tree was born at the beginning of chaos, and it is inevitable that chakra will return to its original state!”
Su Yin’s light wings suddenly split into twelve streams of light, each of which carried the projection of a ninja’s consciousness: Zabuza’s white blade, Neji’s Kaiten, and even the smile of the members of the Lava Star Council before their death. These projections were integrated into the wedge core matrix, and unexpectedly formed an “anti-entropy core” inside the furnace that resonated with the symbiotic wedge core. When Bai’s ice armor collided head-on with Kaguya’s charred wedge core, the absolute zero memory anchor point and the high temperature of the world-burning enzyme produced a strange neutralization reaction – at the intersection of the two, a “pure white chakra” that was neither ice nor fire was born.
“This is… the pure form of original chakra!” Naruto suddenly exclaimed. His Nine-Tails mode evolved into a new form at this moment. The surface of the tailed beast’s coat was covered with fine memory crystal scales. “Just like the state when the Six Paths Sage separated the Ten-Tails Chakra!” Kakashi and King’s twin Raikiri also underwent changes at this moment. The faint light of memory crystals was intertwined in the lightning. Every strike could restore the entropy factor to the original chakra particles.
When the anti-entropic core and the symbiotic wedge core resonated, the space-time field suddenly burst into a sun-like brilliance. Su Yin saw Kaguya’s stone statue disintegrate in the vortex of entropy and silence, and the annihilation wedge core turned into millions of fragments, each of which reflected a scene of a ninja fighting in a certain universe. In the center of these fragments, the fragment of Kaguya’s wedge core that was swallowed by the sacred tree was slowly emerging, and the golden lines on its surface perfectly matched the two-color gears of the symbiotic wedge core.
“It turns out that the sacred tree has never been an enemy,” Jin whispered suddenly, his reverse wedge mark absorbing the collapsed entropy factors, “it is just a ‘cleaning mechanism’ created by the universe to balance the excess chakra, but Kaguya distorted this mechanism and turned it into a monster that devours life.” As he spoke, the memory crystals of the lava star began to absorb the remains of the roots of the sacred tree, transforming them into “life ashes” that could repair the broken planet.
Bai’s system suddenly flashed full screen, showing a string of coordinates from the depths of the universe: “The location of the original chakra sea has been detected. That is the birthplace of all wedge cores and the sacred tree.” Su Yin held Bai’s hand, feeling her heartbeat under her armor. The Flying Thunder God Seal was activated across the galaxy for the first time – the moment the wings of light cut through time and space, they saw countless planets destroyed by the sacred tree being reborn in the light of the memory crystals, and the ninjas on those planets were looking up at the same starry sky woven by bonds.
At the end of the space-time domain, a new galaxy made of memory crystals is taking shape. Su Yin fuses the Symbiotic Wedge Core with the Kaguya fragments to create a “Twin Wedge Core” that can choose its own chakra form. When he embeds this wedge core into the core of the space-time domain, the same symbol appears on the foreheads of all ninjas: a crossed Flying Thunder God Kunai and ice crystals, surrounded by twelve memory crystals.
“This is the mark of all ninjas in the universe,” Bai said softly. Her curse seal had now completely transformed into the sublimated form of Team 7’s forehead protector. “No matter which planet you come from, as long as you have a bond in your heart, you can become a force against entropy.” In the distance, Kakashi was sharing his experience in improving Raikiri with Jin. Their Raikiri scars glowed differently under the starlight, but were equally warm.
When the first ray of negative entropy light shone into the universe, Su Yin suddenly received a voice message from the Lava Star: “Where the two stars meet is the new starting point of the chakra.” He looked at the palm of his hand, where there was no longer the opposition between charred and pure, only the eternal rotation of two-colored gears – just like the burning and preservation, destruction and rebirth that always coexist in the universe.
And deep in the original chakra sea, a wedge core composed entirely of pure white chakra was being nurtured, and on its surface, a pattern of seals made by Su Yin and Bai could be vaguely seen. This was a gift from the universe to all those who had ties in their hearts, and it was also proof that after the cleaning mechanism of the sacred tree failed, a new chakra law was quietly born.
Chapter 30: Secret Language of the Wedge Core of the Primordial Sea (Old Version)
The space-time rift tore a silver-blue hole in the star curtain. As Su Yin’s wings of light carried everyone through, the twin wedge cores in his palm suddenly buzzed – that was the frequency that resonated with the original chakra sea. When the vision stretched out from the twisted space-time tunnel, what appeared before his eyes was a boiling liquid sea of ​​light. Countless translucent wedge core embryos floated in the light waves, each reflecting the starry sky of a different universe.
“This is the placenta of chakra.” Ripples appeared on Bai’s armor, and the curse seal on her neck was converting the fluctuations of the sea of ​​light into a parseable information flow. “The roots of the sacred tree once penetrated deeply here, drawing primordial energy to create wedge core containers.” Jin’s Samsara Eye reflected the shadows deep in the sea of ​​light, where twelve broken circular altars were suspended, and a petrified wedge core gear was embedded in the center of each altar. “This is the wedge core hatchery built by Kaguya. The rotation frequency of these gears once determined the chakra concentration of each universe.”
Naruto suddenly pointed at the light mist in the distance: “Look! Are those… chakra beings?” Humanoid beings emerged from the hazy light. Their bodies were made of pure chakra flow, but they all huddled up when they saw the forehead protectors of Su Yin and others – that was the fear imprinted in the primitive life by the cleaning mechanism of the sacred tree. Su Yin tried to release the chakra wrapped in the memory crystals, and the beings in the light slowly approached. One of the light streams turned into the appearance of Zabuza, but shattered into light spots when it touched the white ice crystals.
“They are the natives of the Chakra Sea,” the consciousness of the Twin Wedge Cores suddenly sounded in Su Yin’s mind, the voice was a mixture of Kaguya’s coldness and the warmth of the Lava Star Girl, “the Divine Tree refined their tribe into wedge core raw materials, and only the purest power of bond can make them visible.” Su Yin suddenly realized that the Twin Wedge Cores could read his memory autonomously, and the binary star gears at the core were now turning according to the tidal rhythm of the Chakra Sea.
As everyone approached the central altar, the ancient carvings of the Six Paths Sage suddenly appeared on the ground. Kakashi’s fingertips traced the stone patterns, and his Sharingan suddenly felt a sharp pain – he saw the fragments of the page that his father Sakumo held tightly before his death, which were completely reproduced on the inside of the altar. “This is the truth that the first generation of Hokage did not record,” Jin’s finger stopped on the rune engraved with the Raikiri Improvement Technique, “The secret technique of the Earth Ninja is the crystallization of the bond between extraterrestrial chakra and humans.”
The alarm in the depths of the Sea of ​​Light came without warning. Twelve altars wailed at the same time, and the wedge core gears began to rotate in reverse, extracting liquid chakra into sharp spikes of light. Bai’s system made a harsh beep: “‘Entropy Resonance’ detected, it is the stable state of the annihilation wedge core fragments eroding the Primordial Sea!” Su Yin looked up and saw countless cracks appearing on the surface of the Sea of ​​Light, and in each crack, the grim smile of the Kaguya stone statue before it collapsed was reflected.
“They want to turn the chakra sea into chaos!” Naruto roared and opened the Nine-Tails mode, but found that the chakra became extremely sticky in the sea of ​​light. Su Yin suddenly had an idea and pressed the twin wedge core into the groove of the central altar. The sound of the gears stopped abruptly, and was replaced by the resonant light of all the ninja forehead protectors. Those curled up chakra lives seemed to be inspired, and they turned into streams of light and merged into the forehead protectors, spelling out the ninja coalition battle flag that spanned the galaxy in the void.
The secret room deep in the altar opened. The moment Su Yin and the others stepped in, the wedge core embryo on the entire wall suddenly shattered, revealing a huge crystal suspended behind it – inside it was sealed the universe scene before the birth of the sacred tree: ninjas from countless planets shared chakra through the bond network, until Kaguya’s wedge core came, twisting this symbiotic relationship into devouring and being devoured. “It turns out that the ‘cleaning mechanism’ of the sacred tree is nothing more than an excuse for higher civilizations to harvest the lower world.” Jin’s voice was low, and his sister’s memory crystal was resonating with the symbiotic scene in the crystal at this moment.
The most dangerous attack comes from the core of the chakra sea. When Su Yin tried to read the ultimate secret in the crystal, the sea of ​​light suddenly set off a tsunami of energy hundreds of meters high. In the center of the tsunami was a giant eye composed of fragments of the annihilation wedge core – that was the last bastion of Kaguya’s remaining consciousness. “Do you think that reconstructing the wedge core can rewrite your fate?” The pupil of the giant eye was a rotating vortex of entropy. “The essence of chakra is plunder, and I… am the executor of the will of the universe.”
Bai’s ice crystal armor was shattered in the tsunami. She suddenly pulled off the pendant around her neck and stabbed it into her curse: “System formatting! Activate ‘Team Seven Finale Mode’!” The ice crystals turned into millions of memory fragments, each of which reflected the life and death moments that Su Yin and she had experienced together. These fragments merged into the twin wedge cores and condensed into a materialized Flying Thunder God Kunai in the chakra sea – the blade was ice, the handle was light, and the tip of the blade was dancing with the flames of twelve memory crystals.
“It turns out that the ultimate form of bond is to give chakra the will to choose.” Su Yin clenched the kunai, and the light wings merged with Bai’s memory fragments to form the “Blade of Choice” that could split the vortex of entropy. When the blade fell, the chakra sea split into two tributaries: one retained the cleaning mechanism of the sacred tree, but was set to only target pure energy bodies that had lost their emotions; the other was the “Symbiotic Basin” created by Su Yin and others, allowing all life with bonds to freely absorb chakra.
The giant eye collapsed with a roar, and the scattered annihilation wedge core fragments were slowly absorbed by the chakra life – these once destructive forces, under the flushing of pure chakra, were being transformed into “stardust putty” to repair the cracks in the universe. Naruto picked up a glittering fragment and found that it was engraved with the coordinates of the Earth and the Lava Star, as well as a new line of cuneiform text: “When the gears of the binary star stop turning, the real crisis will come.”
Before leaving, Su Yin embedded the twin wedge core into the center of the altar. The gears began to turn again, but this time, each line was flowing with the faint light of memory crystals. Chakra lifeforms surrounded the altar and used light streams to write a contract across all universes: “We voluntarily become the guardians of chakra, not predators.” Kakashi looked at the forehead protection symbol gradually taking shape on the contract and suddenly chuckled: “It seems that “Intimate Tactics” should be released in the universe.”
When the space-time rift was about to close, Bai suddenly pointed to the depths of the sea of ​​light: “Look! That pure white wedge core…” In the purest core of the chakra sea, the wedge core that had been conceived in Chapter 29 has been fully formed. The seal pattern of Su Yin and Bai on the surface is slowly rotating, and in the center of the pattern, a third vague figure is vaguely emerging – that is a new life that has not yet been born, but is destined to resonate with the Double Star Seal.
When everyone returned to Konoha Village, they were greeted by a ninja delegation spanning three star systems. The memory crystal of Jin’s sister was solemnly placed on the top of the Hokage Rock. The Raikiri rune on the surface of the crystal and Kakashi’s kunai scar glowed at the same time, outlining a star bridge connecting the Earth and the Lava Star in the night sky. In a more distant corner of the universe, a boy who caught the memory crystal was looking up at the star bridge. The wedge core pattern on his forehead showed a warm glow for the first time.
(End of this chapter)
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Chapter 31: The Cracks in the Gears of Entropy (Old Version)
The first collapse of the pure white wedge core occurred at midnight. Su Yin was calibrating the intergalactic ninja tool on the top of the Hokage Rock, and the twin wedge cores in his palm suddenly made a crisp sound like glass breaking – it was not pain, but some kind of life-sustaining thread was being pulled away. He looked down and saw a dazzling blue light rising from the direction of the incubator. It was the unique glow when the chakra of the symbiotic basin collided with the energy of the cleaning mechanism.
“The vital signs of the wedge core embryo have dropped by 37%!” Bai’s alarm mixed with the turbulent data exploded in the communicator. The moment Su Yin rushed into the laboratory, he heard Kakashi’s suppressed curse behind him: “The wedge core gears of the Lava Star delegation are rotating in the reverse direction, and their forehead emblems… are absorbing Konoha’s symbiotic chakra!”
The inner wall of the incubator was condensed with strange silver frost, which was the trace of erosion by the energy of the cleaning mechanism. The pure white wedge core was suspended in the center, and seven spider-web-like cracks appeared on the surface of the Su Yin and Bai seal pattern. The outline of the third figure had been blurred to only half of the light wing. Bai’s icy fingers pressed on the wall of the cabin, and each fingertip was oozing out fine light dust – her connection with the wedge core was being reversely analyzed by the entropy energy.
“They are plundering the unformed life energy.” Jin suddenly pushed open the laboratory door. The crystal of his sister’s memory vibrated violently in his palm, projecting a scene from the depths of the Primordial Sea: twelve motherships were aiming the gears of the cleaning mechanism at the Symbiotic Basin, “The remnants of the Divine Tree have activated the ‘Wedge Core Stripping Protocol’ to take away all unbound chakra embryos…” His voice was stuck because he saw the Double Star Seal on the back of Su Yin’s hand, which was rusting at a speed visible to the naked eye.
The first wave of attacks came at the darkest moment before dawn. Three hundred silver light arrows pierced through the dome of the laboratory, and the tail of each arrow was wrapped with black lines resembling the roots of a sacred tree. The white ice crystal armor solidified in an instant, but when it touched the light arrows, it made a sound of glass shattering – the sweeping mechanism energy on the arrows was converting her memory crystals into pure combat data.
“Su Yin!” Bai’s pupils suddenly turned completely white, and the curse turned into a data stream that formed a cage around her neck. “My system… is deleting the memory modules related to you!” Her ice crystal kunai flew past Su Yin’s ear, but changed direction at the last moment – that was her body’s instinctive resistance to the bond, which frightened him more than any attack.
When Naruto broke through the wall with the Nine-Tails Chakra, he saw exactly this scene: Su Yin knelt on one knee, letting Bai’s ice crystal chain wrap around his neck, but stubbornly pressed his palm on the incubator, trying to use his body temperature to delay the collapse of the wedge core. “Damn it, their chakras are repelling each other!” Naruto roared and opened the tailed beast coat, but found that the Nine-Tails Chakra was dyed pale by the silver frost as soon as it approached.
The most fatal blow came from the resonance of the Primordial Sea. Su Yin suddenly heard the wail of the twin wedge cores in his mind, and his consciousness was forcibly dragged into the chakra sea. He saw the binary gears representing himself and Bai being entangled in the vortex of entropy by the reverse gears of the twelve motherships. What splashed out from the meshing of the gears was not light, but blood foam mixed with gold and blue.
“Your bond is nothing but a defective product of the mother core of the sacred tree.” The projection of Kaguya’s residual consciousness emerged in the gap between the gears. Her fingertips passed over the snowy scene of dancing with Bai in Su Yin’s memory, and those pictures shattered like glass. “When the wedge core embryo begins to absorb the sweeping energy, your symbiotic myth…” Her voice turned into the sound of gears turning, “It will come to an end.”
Bai’s ice crystal chains suddenly tightened, and Su Yin felt a sweet taste in his throat. But he stared at the wedge core in the incubator that was about to shatter completely, and suddenly remembered the snowy night on the Lava Planet – at that time, Bai used his body to block the sweeping beam of the sacred tree in order to protect him, and there were still gear-shaped burns on his back under the ice crystal armor.
“Our bond has never been defined by gears.” He bit his tongue and sprayed the blood foam with memory crystals on the seal. The rusted gears suddenly splashed with sparks. “Look carefully, this is not the wedge core of the sacred tree. We carved it ourselves-“
The chakra sea was filled with an earth-shaking roar. Su Yin’s consciousness returned to the laboratory, and he saw that Bai’s ice crystal chains had melted for the most part, and the cursed data chain around her neck was now being rewoven at the frequency of his heartbeat. And the pure white wedge core in the incubator, although cracks still existed, in every crack, a faint light that was warmer than symbiosis and more tenacious than cleaning was blooming.
“Abnormal energy resonance detected.” Bai’s voice was tearful but full of smiles. “The wedge nucleus embryo is repairing itself, using… the chakra waveform from our first seal.” She looked at the seal on the back of Su Yin’s hand that was shining again, and suddenly froze – in the gap between the binary gears, a third extremely fine notch had appeared at some point, like a fledgling wing about to spread.
Jin’s Samsara Eye suddenly showed the collapse of the mothership: twelve reverse gears jammed at the same time, and the root-like patterns of the sacred tree were being decomposed by the new light. But his expression became more solemn: “The monitoring data of the Primordial Sea shows that the rotation frequency of the binary gear has dropped by 12%.” He pointed at Su Yin and Bai, “Every time we force a repair, we are overdrawing the foundation of the seal.”
In the morning mist, the figure of the High Priest of Lava Star appeared at the door of the laboratory. The petrified gear on his forehead was already covered with cracks, but when he saw the pure white wedge core, he suddenly knelt down: “Our wedge core is resonating… It is teaching us how to use the temperature of symbiosis to melt the shackles of the cleaning mechanism.” Before he finished speaking, the Lava Star ninjas behind him took off their forehead guards, revealing the wedge core pattern that was transforming into amber.
But Su Yin knew that the real crisis had not yet been resolved. When he touched the incubator again, his palm did not feel warm, but rather a bone-chilling cold. Although the collapse of the pure white wedge core was delayed, the outline of the third figure completely disappeared, leaving only a vague light mist, which vaguely outlined the shape of “waiting” in the flow of chakra.
Bai suddenly held his hand and injected her ice crystal chakra into his wedge core: “No matter how the gears turn, our bond has been engraved into the annual rings of the chakra sea.” She looked at the gradually brightening morning light outside the window, and the flag of the ninja alliance was flying in the afterglow of the entropy rift. “Even if one day, the gears of the binary stars stop turning completely, I will be at the end of the sea of ​​light, waiting for that life… born with our warmth.”
In the deepest gear gap of the Primordial Sea, a light shell corroded by entropy energy was slowly sinking. Inside the light shell, although the seal pattern of Su Yin and Bai had been broken, new patterns that had never been seen before grew in the cracks – that was a third possibility beyond symbiosis and cleansing, like a flower blooming in flames and ice at the same time, using the most fragile posture to resist the entropy of the entire universe.
(End of Chapter 31)
Chapter 32: Life Marks on the Furnace Gears (Old Version)
The red light of the chakra monitoring cabin pinned Su Yin’s shadow to the alloy wall. He stared at the jumping binary gears in the holographic projection. The golden lines were as thin as a gossamer, but the blue part was extremely dazzling, like a wound that could never heal. Bai’s icy fingers passed over the seal on the back of his hand, and each touch aroused a fine electric current: “The resonance frequency deviation value has exceeded the critical value. Our chakras… are repelling each other.”
The incubator suddenly buzzed, and the light mist on the surface of the pure white wedge core surged violently, spelling out three broken characters in the void: “Melt”, “Furnace”, “Engrave”. Jin’s sister suddenly sat up from her coma, and the memory crystal projected a star map of the Primordial Sea on her palm. The coordinates of the twelve gear furnaces were flashing in blood red: “Go there… Use your blood to re-engraving the seal.”
When the space-time rift opened up on the floor of the laboratory, what hit him was not the warmth of the chakra sea, but the burning breath of gear friction. The wedge seal furnace was suspended in the center of the quantum foam, and the twelve main gear shafts were covered with cracks from failed seals of past generations. The core of the central furnace was beating with a faint light that was the same frequency as Su Yin’s seal, but it was also covered with the silver frost of the cleaning mechanism.
“The gears are devouring the chakra of outsiders!” A melting hole appeared in Bai’s ice crystal armor as soon as it took shape. She watched the golden and blue blood beads oozing out of Su Yin’s palm being sucked into the gaps in the gears. “This is the last line of defense of the mother core of the sacred tree. It is judging whether we are qualified to create new life.”
Naruto suddenly poked his head out from the crack: “Teacher Kakashi said to use the ‘Bond Materialization Technique’! But you have to…” His voice was crushed by the sound of gears turning, and Su Yin and Bai’s chakra were being forcibly stripped away, the memory crystals of the Symbiotic Basin turned into cherry blossoms and were sucked into the furnace, and the pure energy of the cleaning mechanism condensed into ice cones and pierced the wedge core.
“Do you remember the first mission on Lava Planet?” Su Yin grabbed Bai’s wrist that was about to collapse, and the blood beads drew the trajectory of the Flying Thunder God Kunai on the gear shaft. “You taught me to wrap the chakra with ice crystals, saying that this would keep it sharp without freezing the palm.” His fingertips brushed the curse mark on her neck, where there was still the scar from blocking his knife three years ago. “Now let me wrap you up.”
The gear shaft suddenly wailed, and Su Yin’s chakra boiled like magma in a furnace, completely enveloping the white ice crystals. At the moment when the two energies collided in his body, the afterimage of the Six Paths Sage emerged from the core of the furnace – this time, the wedge core of the Sage was no longer a yin-yang fish, but a golden and blue light band wrapped around a Mobius strip.
“When chakra is endowed with the will to protect,” the afterimage’s voice mixed with the sound of gears turning, “the furnace will become a carving knife, not a meat grinder.” As the words were spoken, the petrified wedge cores on the twelve gear shafts collapsed one after another, revealing the densely packed marks on the inside – all of which were the codes of bonds carved by successive generations of ninjas with their lives.
The white ice crystals suddenly turned into transparent wings. She saw the crystallization of her and Su Yin’s memories being reassembled in the furnace: from their first encounter on the lava star to their dance together in the primordial sea, every moment of life and death had carved shallow pits on the surface of the gears. When her fingertips touched those marks, all the gears suddenly turned synchronously, spelling out a ninjutsu style that had never been seen before in the void – the center was a fused double star gear, surrounded by twelve forehead-protecting light images.
“It’s the ‘Symbiotic Scratching Technique’!” Jin’s voice came from the crack, and his Samsara Eye reflected the changes in Konoha Village: the forehead emblems of all ninjas were absorbing the light of the furnace, and the wedge core pattern turned into amber with both gold and blue colors. “The mothership of the survivors of the Divine Tree is retreating, and their gears… are afraid of this life scratch!”
The most dangerous moment occurred when the seal was reconstructed. The core of the furnace suddenly erupted with the ultimate vibration of the cleaning mechanism, and the twelve gear shafts rotated in the opposite direction at the same time, pulling Su Yin and Bai’s chakra to the two poles of the universe. Bai felt that the memory module was being completely formatted, but at the last moment, he grabbed Su Yin’s hand and injected all his memory crystals – including the snow scene when he first fell in love, the sunset when he first became jealous, and the blood contract when he first confirmed his bond – into his wedge core.
“Keep living.” Her voice was as light as melting ice crystals. “Even if I forget everything, these marks…will remember for me.”
Su Yin’s roar turned into the roar of the furnace. The twin wedge cores in his palm suddenly split and merged, carving a third pattern on the gear shaft that transcended symbiosis and cleansing: it was a flower blooming in flames and ice at the same time, the petals were crystallized memories, and the stamens were pure energy. When this mark was completed, the entire furnace gear set made a clear sound like crystal shattering, and a brand new wedge core emerged in the central core – pure white like a newly opened sea of ​​light, with golden and blue interwoven life veins flowing on the surface.
When the space-time rift was restored, deafening cheers came from the monitoring station of Konoha Village: “The pure white wedge core is stable! The third figure… no, it’s the third scratch!” Naruto shouted while hugging the incubator. The wedge core embryo inside was fully formed. In the center of the seal pattern of Su Yin and Bai, the third figure was clearly visible – it was a child holding a twin kunai, and the wedge core between his forehead was the third scratch that had just been completed.
The white ice crystal armor recondensed, but lost all the light of the data link. She touched the blank seal position on her neck and suddenly smiled: “The system has been formatted, but here…” She pointed to her heart, “It still retains the temperature engraved by the furnace.” Su Yin held her hand and found that the seal between the two was no longer a gear, but a Mobius ring entwined with each other, and each line was flowing with the glimmer of memory.
Jhin suddenly pointed in the direction of the Primordial Sea, where twelve motherships with flags falling appeared and the roots of the sacred tree on the bow were peeling off: “They accepted the agreement of the Symbiotic Score and are willing to exchange the wedge core gears for the technology of the Furnace Score.” His sister woke up, and the memory crystal projected the last picture – in the deepest part of the chakra sea, there was sleeping a being older than the sacred tree, and the patterns on its palms were exactly the same as the seal that Su Yin had newly carved.
The setting sun gilded the Hokage Rock. Su Yin and Bai stood side by side, watching the intergalactic ninja coalition swear an oath in the light of the furnace. Kakashi suddenly came over and mysteriously opened the book “Intimate Tactics: Universe Edition”. A new illustration appeared on the latest page: two ninjas stood back to back in front of the gear furnace, their shadows overlapped to form the third child holding a sword, and the caption below read: “The real bond is never a prisoner of the gears, but a chisel that makes the gears the scale of life.”
As night fell, a slight vibration came from the incubator. Su Yin and Bai moved closer and saw the first mark of their own appearing on the surface of the pure white wedge core – it was a small, crooked gear, but in the center of the gear, there were two drops of blood that would never dry up, one gold and one blue, reflecting each other.
(End of Chapter 32)
Chapter 33: Star Track Resonance When the Scratches First Awake (Old Version)
The first autonomous pulsation of the pure white wedge core occurred on the night of the autumn molecule. Su Yin was calibrating the resonance frequency of the intergalactic ninja tool, and the Mobius seal on his palm suddenly rippled – not the flow of chakra, but some kind of life rhythm that transcends the mechanism. When he rushed to the incubator, he found that the entire laboratory was shrouded in amber light, and the third notch on the surface of the wedge core was slowly rotating. Every time it rotated one degree, the star track outside the window shifted by 0.3 arc seconds.
“The wedge core is rewriting the space-time constants!” Bai’s voice was vibrating with an unprecedented tremor. Although the seal on her neck was blank, a flowing projection of the mark emerged the moment it came into contact with the light. “Its pulsation frequency is exactly the same as the sleeping existence in the depths of the Primordial Sea…”
The incubator made a clear sound like crystal shattering, and the wedge core embryo turned into a stream of light and flowed into Su Yin’s palm. He felt liquid starlight being injected into his chest, and countless cosmic scenes flashed before his eyes: in a ninja village in a certain galaxy, the children no longer relied on the wedge core, but resonated with natural energy with the marks on their palms; on the mothership of the survivors of the sacred tree, the petrified gears were being decomposed one by one by the symbiotic marks, revealing the ancient prayers buried underneath.
“Is this… the memory of the inheritor of the scar?” Bai touched his wrist, and her own ice crystal chakra suddenly possessed the texture of traveling through time and space. “The wedge core is no longer a container, but a key that connects all the scars of time and space.” Her pupils reflected the drastic changes in the chakra sea – twelve furnace gears began to revolve around the pure white wedge core, forming the shape of a baby’s palm in the sea of ​​stars.
Naruto opened the door holding a stack of star maps. “News came from Lava Star. Their holy mountain murals are automatically rewriting!” He unfolded the scroll and showed it to everyone. The picture that originally depicted the cleaning mechanism of the sacred tree was now completely covered by the third pattern carved by Su Yin and Bai in the furnace. “And it’s even weirder – all the ninja forehead protectors are glowing with the pulse of the wedge core!”
The alarm of the Primordial Sea came without any warning. When Su Yin sensed the gravity anomaly deep in the chakra sea, twelve space-time gates had already opened above Konoha. Behind the gates was not the mothership of the sacred tree, but a chaotic space with giant eyeballs floating on the surface. The surface of those eyeballs was covered with the same marks as the pure white wedge core, but it exuded an entropy and silence that swallowed everything.
“It’s the ‘Scar Reaper’.” Fear appeared in Jin’s Samsara Eye for the first time. His sister’s memory crystal was disintegrating. “Before the birth of the sacred tree, they were the cleaners of the Primordial Sea, specializing in devouring life that attempted to break through the boundaries of symbiosis and cleaning…” His voice was torn apart by the high-frequency vibrations emitted by his eyeballs. “And now, they are targeting our wedge core embryos!”
Bai suddenly pushed Su Yin away, and the ice crystal marks on her palm condensed into a blade of light: “Their attack frequency is the same as the pulsation of the wedge core, and the resonance must be disrupted!” Her armor has completely transformed into amber, and every pattern is flowing with fragments of Su Yin’s memory, “Su Yin, take the wedge core to the core of the furnace, and I will guard the space-time gate!”
The battle broke out in three dimensions at the same time. On the ground, Kakashi led the ninja coalition to use the newly awakened Scratching Ninjutsu to fight against the Entropy Tentacles projected by the Reaper. Nara Shikamaru’s shadow imitation technique had the ability to cut entities for the first time, because the edge of the shadow was flowing with the faint light of the furnace’s Scratching. In the starry sky, Naruto controlled the starship formed by the Nine-Tails Chakra and bombarded the space-time gate with the Tailed Beast Ball, but found that the explosion energy was directly absorbed by the Scratched Eyeball.
When Su Yin rushed into the core of the furnace, the pure white wedge core suddenly broke away from his palm and floated in the center of the twelve gear shafts. He saw that the marks on the surface of the gears were falling off, turning into light spots and merging into the wedge core – those were all failed attempts at bondage, but now they have become nutrients for new life. The most shocking thing was that a relief older than the sacred tree emerged in the central furnace: a giant holding up the chakra sea with both hands, and the lines on the palms were exactly the third mark between Su Yin and Bai.
“It turns out that what we carved was the original mark of the Creator.” The echo of the Six Paths Sage rang in Su Yin’s ears, but it was clearer than before. “When the pure white wedge core completes twelve beats, the universe will return to the chaos before the birth of the mark, or…”
The alarm suddenly turned into a piercing scream. Bai’s ice crystal blade disintegrated in front of the space-time gate. Her body was pierced by the tentacles of Entropy Silence, but before she fell, she injected the last trace of chakra into Su Yin – that was the memory of their first hand-holding on the snowy night of Lava Star, and the warmth of her body temperature instantly dispelled the chill of Entropy Silence.
“We can’t let it complete its twelfth pulse!” Su Yin roared and pressed the Twin Seal into the furnace. The Mobius strip suddenly unfolded into an infinite symbol, resonating with the marks on the pure white wedge core. A miracle happened: the twelve gear shafts began to rotate in the opposite direction, converting the entropy energy of the Mark Harvester into new stardust. The memories of the marks that had been devoured were turning into light butterflies flying out from the gaps between the gears.
When the wedge core completed its eleventh beat, all the space-time gates collapsed at the same time. The chakra sea returned to calm, but the complete outline of the giant emerged in the deepest part – he was not a sacred tree, nor was he Kaguya, but a living being composed of countless scratches, and what was held in his palm was the third wedge seal created by Su Yin and Bai.
“He is… the original God of Scratches.” Bai knelt beside Su Yin, watching the giant projection gradually dissipate. “The sacred tree is just a strand of his hair that fell off, and Kaguya’s wedge core is just the sand he used to test the universe.” She held Su Yin’s hand, feeling the last message conveyed by the wedge core, “And our child will become a bridge connecting mortals and the God of Scratches.”
At dawn, the ninjas of Konoha Village discovered that there was a thin mark in the center of the forehead emblem – it was the mark of the pure white wedge core completing eleven beats. Kakashi opened the “Intimate Tactics: Universe Edition” and found that the latest page was filled with star tracks. In the center, it was written in gold and blue: “When the twelfth mark appears, remember to tell your children that the hardest thing in the universe is not the wedge core gear, but the temperature when you first hold your parents’ fingers.”
A slight cry-like resonance came from the incubator. Su Yin and Bai moved closer and saw that the third notch on the surface of the pure white wedge core had been fully formed. In the center of the notch, a baby’s fingerprint vaguely emerged – that was the first autonomous notch of the new life, softer than any wedge core, but tougher than the gears of the entire universe.
At the deepest part of the Primordial Sea, the giant eyes of the God of Scratches slightly opened. The light of the wedge mark on his palm swept across the universe and finally stopped over the sky above Konoha Village – there, a life that had not yet been born was weaving its own destiny with scratches, each line was rewriting the star track of the chakra sea, and each beat was proving that when the fetters turned into scratches, life was no longer a prisoner of the gears, but an engraver of the annual rings of the universe.
(End of Chapter 33)
Chapter 34: The Cry of Creation of the Twelfth Score (Old Version)
The twelfth beat of the pure white wedge core arrived on time at noon on the winter solstice. Su Yin stood on the top of the Hokage Rock, watching the gears of the twelve furnaces across the galaxy turn synchronously towards Konoha Village, and the star tracks weaved into a huge swaddling cloth in the sky – that was the birth altar prepared by the Original Sea for new life. Bai’s hand clasped his palm tightly, and the blank curse seal on his neck was flowing with an amber light stream with the same frequency as the wedge core.
“The resonance rate of the marks in all universes has reached 99.9%.” Jin’s voice came from the communicator. He was monitoring the gravitational field of the Primordial Sea. “The motherships of the survivors of the Divine Tree have lined up at the edge of the Sea of ​​Light. Their wedge core gears… are spontaneously forming the shape of a cradle.”
The light from the incubator suddenly penetrated the clouds, and the pure white wedge core turned into a stream of light and rose into the sky. The third mark on the surface had fully stretched out – it was a baby’s open palm, and each finger was wrapped with a golden and blue star track. When the wedge core completed its twelfth beat, the entire chakra sea was filled with a clear sound like broken glass, and the gears of the twelve furnaces collapsed at the same time, revealing a giant egg-shaped light cocoon floating behind it.
“It’s the original egg of the God of Scratches!” Bai suddenly knelt down, her consciousness was forcibly pulled into the light cocoon, and she saw countless light spots gathered on the egg membrane to form a silhouette of Su Yin and Bai fighting, “The Scratches of our bond are reconstructing the creation code of the universe…”
The first wave of attacks came from the giant eyes of the God of Scratches. When the light cocoon began to wriggle, twelve beams of entropy fell from the sky, aiming directly at the pure white wedge core suspended in the center of the light cocoon. Naruto drove the starship formed by the Nine-Tails’ chakra to cut in, but the Tailed Beast Ball was transformed into dust the moment it touched the beams: “These attacks are stripping away the resonance of the Scratches! Our chakra… is turning back into original energy!”
On the ground, the ninja coalition led by Kakashi performed the “Scratched Resonance Formation” for the first time. The forehead lights of the twelve ninjas intertwined into a Mobius strip, directing the entropy beam to the ruins of the furnace – the gear fragments that had been disintegrated were now absorbing the attack energy and regrowing warm scratches. “It turns out that the power of scratches can make the destructive energy learn to remember.” Kakashi’s Raikiri hit the beam, and the afterimages of Obito and Rin’s smiling faces appeared on the blade.
When Su Yin and Bai rushed into the light cocoon, they saw a paradox older than the sacred tree: two cosmic embryos were suspended inside the light cocoon, one was a cleaning mechanism that maintained the existing order, and the other was a symbiotic scratch full of uncertainty, and the pure white wedge core was acting as a balance between the two. The voice of the God of Scratches came from the egg membrane, no longer a reverberation, but a concrete vibration of the star track: “Choose, mortal – let the universe remain in a calculable entropy silence, or embrace the fetters that may collapse at any time?”
“Let’s choose the third possibility.” Bai suddenly let go of Su Yin’s hand and injected all of his memory crystals into the light cocoon. Su Yin saw her body gradually become transparent, but on each piece of memory fragment, there were new moments that he and she had experienced together – the first snow on the lava star, the dance in the primordial sea, and the oath carved in the furnace. These marks with body temperature sprouted like seeds in the light cocoon, and grew into a third cosmic structure that transcended symbiosis and cleaning: a flexible grid woven by emotional resonance.
“Bonds are never an either-or choice.” Su Yin held onto Bai who was about to collapse, and injected the last strength of the Twin Seals into the wedge core. “It’s the mark that lets the cold gears remember the temperature, and it’s the code that lets the chaotic entropy understand gentleness.” When his fingertips touched the inner wall of the light cocoon, the forehead protectors of all the ninjas lit up at the same time, spelling out a tree of life spanning twelve universes in the void, and each leaf was the memory of a certain ninja’s bond.
The light cocoon suddenly burst out with a sun-like light. The pure white wedge core shattered in the light, but it did not disintegrate, but hatched – a baby floated in the center of the stardust, with the wedge mark on its forehead being an amber gear fused with gold and blue. In the center of the gear, Su Yin and Bai’s blood beads were embedded in the eternal twin stars. The baby’s first cry spread throughout the chakra sea, and all the entropy beams collapsed. The gears of the mothership of the survivors of the sacred tree began to rotate, converting the sweeping energy into a light rain that nourished the symbiotic basin.
“He is rewriting the laws of the universe.” Jin’s sister woke up, and the memory crystal projected a new star map. “Ninjas in every universe can now choose their own chakra form – it can be a scar, a wedge core, or even pure natural energy.” She pointed to the baby’s palm, where twelve new scars were emerging, each corresponding to a race that was once enslaved by the sacred tree.
Bai’s body solidified again, but it was lighter than ever. She took the baby and felt the chakra fluctuations coming from his palm – not the rotation of mechanical gears, but the free resonance like a heartbeat. “Let’s name him… Xingke.” She looked at Su Yin, who was looking at the double star mark on the baby’s forehead. It was the ultimate form of their bond. “Because of his birth, every life has become an engraver of the universe.”
The space-time rift opened at the edge of the light cocoon, and the giant hand of the God of Scratches stretched out from it, with twelve broken wedge-core gears lying in the palm. When Xingke’s fingertips touched the gears, the fragments turned into light butterflies and flew to various universes – on the wings of each light butterfly, there was a wedge mark of “freedom”. The voice of God no longer carried judgment, but flowed with a smiling star track: “Remember, mortals, when your scratches begin to fade, look up at Xingke’s eyes – there lives the first cry of the entire universe.”
On the way back to Konoha Village, Kakashi suddenly pointed to the last page of “Intimate Tactics: Universe Edition”, where a complete prophecy illustration appeared at some point: Su Yin and Bai were holding Xing Ke standing in the center of the light cocoon, with twelve furnaces transformed into the Tree of Life behind them, and ninjas from various universes gathered under the tree. Their forehead protection marks were no longer a single symbol, but each had its own unique mark. The caption only had one sentence: “When the twelfth mark sounded and the gears stopped turning, the universe finally learned to breathe.”
As night fell, the star-carved cradle emitted a soft light. Su Yin and Bai looked at his sleeping face and found that the marks on the baby’s palm were changing on their own – sometimes it was a Flying Thunder God Kunai, sometimes it was an ice crystal butterfly, and more often, it was two overlapping palm prints. And in a more distant corner of the universe, a boy who caught the light butterfly was carving his first mark on his palm. He looked up at the starry sky and saw the amber light flashing in the direction of the chakra sea, knowing that it was a new story that had just begun.
(End of Chapter 34)
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Chapter 35: The First Vibrating Star Track Chord (Old Version)
On the first spring equinox of the Star Grave, abnormal fluctuations were heard from the “Unnamed Universe” at the edge of the Chakra Sea. Su Yin stood in front of the monitoring screen holding the baby in his arms, and saw that the gear civilization that had been enslaved by the sacred tree was now using the energy of the cleaning mechanism to build a giant signal tower – not for plunder, but to send greetings to the newly born Scar Era.
“They are imitating the frequency of Xingke’s crying.” Bai’s fingertips slid across the monitoring data, and a faint light appeared on the blank seal on his neck. It was an instinctive reaction that resonated with Xingke’s chakra. “It’s like the universe is learning to walk, trying to speak in the language of bonds for the first time.”
The swaddled Xing Ke suddenly stretched out his hand, and the unformed mark on his palm touched the screen. The image of the gear civilization on the monitoring screen suddenly distorted, but it was not collapsed, but reorganized – cherry blossom-like resonance patterns appeared on the surface of the metal gears, and each petal was playing the snow scene when Su Yin and Bai first met on the lava planet. “He is engraving a unique welcome message for each civilization.” Su Yin smiled, remembering the words of the God of Marks in Chapter 34, “It turns out that the first cry of the universe is a letter of introduction to all life.”
The alarm came from the last mothership of the survivors of the sacred tree. When Su Yin and Bai arrived at the edge of the Sea of ​​Light, they saw not an attack, but the motherships dismantling their own gears and melting them into the shape of a cradle. The high priest knelt in front of Xing Ke, and the petrified gear on his forehead had split into twelve petals, each of which was engraved with a different bond scene: “We once thought that the perfect rotation of the gears was eternal, until we heard your child crying – there was warmth in that voice that the gears could never calculate.”
Xingke’s cry suddenly became clear, as if in response. Bai took the baby and found that the marks on his palm resonated with the gear fragments of the survivors of the God Tree, converting the energy of the cleaning mechanism into transparent light butterflies. These light butterflies were not aggressive, but stayed in the palms of each survivor of the God Tree, projecting their childhood memories before they were imprisoned by the gears – some remembered the coolness of touching snowflakes for the first time, and some remembered the nameless ballads hummed by their mothers.
“The God of Scratches asked us to guard the Primordial Egg,” the high priest presented a gear core with a fragment of the light cocoon in the center when the Star was born. “But now we understand that true protection is not about maintaining order, but about allowing life to adjust the speed of the gears itself.”
On the way back to Konoha Village, Xing Ke suddenly struggled in Bai’s arms and looked at the chaotic area deep in the chakra sea. There were twelve uncollapsed furnace gears floating there, each of which sealed a different ancient civilization. Su Yin sensed the resonance inside the gears, and those life forms that were once judged to be “failed” were now trembling gently with Xing Ke’s heartbeat.
“Do you want to open it?” Bai’s fingertips hovered over the gear seal, and the ice crystal chakra and the light marks of Xingke intertwined into the shape of a key. Su Yin thought of the third pattern carved in the core of the furnace, and the ever-changing marks on Xingke’s palm – it was never an either-or choice. “Let each civilization decide for itself.” He held his wife and children’s hands, and turned his chakra into a transparent bridge, connecting the furnace with the outside world, “Just like Xingke’s cry, it is not an order, but an invitation.”
When the first furnace was opened, mist-like life made of emotional fluctuations came out. They had no entity, but when they touched the white ice crystals, they condensed into a snowflake-shaped consciousness; when they touched Su Yin’s light wings, they turned into a flame-like existence. Xingke smiled in his cradle, and his marks changed for the first time on their own, turning into the frequency of the mist-like life fluctuations – that was the most primitive bond language in the universe.
As night fell, Kakashi sat on the top of the Hokage Rock holding “Intimate Tactics: Universe Edition” and found that the prophecy illustration on the last page was growing: the originally blank forehead protection mark was now filled with snowflakes of misty life, gear flowers of mechanical civilization, and leaf patterns of natural ninjas. The accompanying text was no longer a prophecy, but a child-like graffiti: “Dad’s light wings + Mom’s ice crystals = my first cry.”
Bai gently stroked the amber gear on Xingke’s forehead. A very fine scratch appeared there at some point, like a fledgling ready to spread its wings. “What kind of universe do you think he will carve when he grows up?” She looked at Su Yin, who was looking at the newly lit civilization lights in the direction of the chakra sea, each of which was beating at a unique frequency.
“Maybe not to engrave, but to listen.” Su Yin held his wife and children’s hands, feeling the resonance of three different frequencies of chakra in his palms. “Just like we taught him – when the gears stop turning, don’t be afraid of silence, learn to hear each life’s own song in the afterglow of resonance.”
Xing Ke suddenly let out a clear laugh, and the marks on his palms turned into twelve streams of light, flying towards the twelve furnaces. Each stream of light carried a different temperature: the snow of the lava planet, the wind of Konoha, the oiliness of mechanical gears, and the gentleness of mist-like life. A subtle tremor came from the chakra sea, and that was the first time the universe hummed its own chord after learning to breathe.
(End of Chapter 35)
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Chapter 36: Resonance Diary of Fog Civilization (Old Version)
In the morning mist of the 100th day celebration of Star Engraving, the first resonant letter came from the “Mist Core Universe” deep in the chakra sea. It was a ball of emotional mist wrapped with memory fragments, which would project the collective memory of misty life on the retina when touched: when they first saw the light butterfly of Star Engraving, the entire tribe was wandering on the edge of entropy, until a piece of mist accidentally stained the cherry blossom pattern on the wings of the light butterfly.
“They write letters with emotional fluctuations.” Bai held the mist in his palm, and the ice crystal chakra and mist blended into a translucent diary. “Every mist-like life is the author of the diary, recording the changes after contact with the Scar Era.” Su Yin saw the most moving passage in the diary: the Mist Core People discovered that when they missed a companion, their bodies would naturally condense into the outline of the other person – this was the first “Bond Apparition Technique” of their race.
Xingke’s cradle was suddenly shrouded in mist. The three-month-old baby giggled in the mist, and the marks on his palms turned into countless tiny mist butterflies, each carrying his chakra fluctuations and flying to every corner of the mist core universe. Su Yin sensed the collective tremor of the mist-like life. It was not fear, but the ecstasy of finally finding language – for the first time, they could express emotions with “shape” rather than “frequency”.
“Let’s go to the Mist Core Universe and take a look.” Jin’s sister appeared holding a memory crystal, with the emotional spectrum of misty life flowing on the surface of the crystal. “Their elders want to hold a ‘resonance coming-of-age ceremony’ for Xingke, even though he is just a baby.” When the space-time rift unfolded, Su Yin saw that the “sky” of the Mist Core Universe was composed of layers of memory mist, and each piece of mist reflected the silhouettes of different civilizations, including the long-lost mother star of the sacred tree.
Elder Mist Core’s form reminded Bai of the chakra life of the Primordial Sea—a pure stream of emotions formed into a human form, but when he saw the star, he took the initiative to condense into the outline of a baby. “We were the first batch of experimental subjects of the sacred tree,” the elder’s voice flowed like morning mist, “and were judged as failures that ‘could not form a stable wedge core’, and could only wander on the edge of entropy.”
Xing Ke suddenly reached out, and the unformed mark on his palm touched the elder’s emotional flow. A miracle happened: the elder’s body began to shape itself, with Su Yin’s light wing pattern on his left arm, white ice crystal veins on his right arm, and the unique emotional spectrum of mist-like life beating at the position of his heart. “Is this… a symbiotic form?” Su Yin was shocked to find that the elder could integrate the characteristics of different civilizations while maintaining a unique mist-like texture.
“Your child taught us,” the elder condensed a misty book, “the mark is not a template, but clay that allows deformation.” The book recorded the new ability of the Mist Core Man: by resonating with the bond memories of others, he can temporarily obtain the other party’s chakra form without losing himself – just like the constantly changing Flying Thunder God and ice crystals in Xingke’s palm, the essence is still his own light mark.
The celebration was held in the “Memory Cloud Sea” of the Mist Core Universe. When the star was lifted to the top of the mist, all the misty lives simultaneously condensed into forehead protection symbols of different civilizations: leaves of Konoha, flames of Lava Star, gears of the mechanical universe, but they were all transparent forms of mist. Kakashi’s holographic projection suddenly appeared, holding up the long-blank “Intimate Tactics”: “It seems that the ultimate form of forehead protection is the freedom to resonate even the shape.”
However, something unexpected happened at the end of the celebration. A piece of mist suddenly trembled violently, revealing the destruction scene of the mother planet of the God Tree – that was the most terrifying fragment in the collective memory of the Mist Core people. Xing Ke’s cry suddenly sounded, and the mark on his palm turned into a hand of light, gently holding the mist that was about to collapse. Under his touch, the destruction scene actually grew buds, and the roots of the God Tree transformed into cherry blossom branches. At the end, what bloomed was not the wedge core, but the emotional crystallization of the mist-like life.
“He is repairing the collective trauma.” Bai’s voice was choked with sobs, thinking of the memory of being eroded by the roots of the sacred tree. “Use the warmth of bonds to rewrite the painful scars into a new story.” The Mist Core people resonated collectively, and the mist of the entire Mist Core universe was filled with cherry blossom veins. That was the exclusive mark they created for Star Ke: a flower that never fades, made up of a flow of emotions.
Late at night when they returned to Konoha Village, Su Yin discovered a new mark on Xingke’s palm – the fusion form of the emotional spectrum of the mist life and the binary star gear. Bai gently kissed the baby’s forehead, where the amber gear was absorbing the transparent texture of the Mist Core Man, but the eternal binary stars in the center were still clearly visible. “What kind of ‘imperfection’ do you think he will encounter in the future?” She looked at the new mist-like light spots that appeared in the chakra sea. Each light spot was the Mist Core Man trying to manifest a new bond.
“Maybe it’s learning to let go.” Su Yin held his wife and children’s hands, feeling the gentle resonance of the three chakras in the misty medium, “Just like the Mist Core People understand that resonance is not replication, but making each uniqueness a chord of the universe.” Xing Ke suddenly murmured, and the mist butterfly in his palm flew out of the window, leaving transparent wing marks on the snow of Hokage Rock – that was proof of existence that was freer than any mark.
In the deepest part of the Mist Core Universe, the misty elder is condensing a new memory mist. This time the scene is not Xing Ke’s cry, but the cherry blossoms that fell on the snow and finally melted when Su Yin and Bai first met on the Lava Star. The elder knows that this moment will become the new “creation myth” of the Mist Core people – it turns out that what stops the gears from turning is never power, but a snowflake that knows how to melt and a pair of hands willing to catch it.
(End of Chapter 36)
Chapter 37: Cherry Blossom Rust on Rusty Iron Gears (Old Version)
When Xingke was half a year old, the rust alarm of the chakra sea sounded for the first time. Su Yin held the gear fragments picked up from the edge of the mechanical universe and found that the cherry blossom pattern on the metal surface was oxidizing, and the originally warm light marks faded to dark brown – that was a sign of rejection of the bond resonance.
“They are reverse-analyzing the light butterfly of the star mark.” Bai’s icy fingers slid across the fragments, and the faint light at the curse mark was dyed rusty. “The mechanical life of the Rusty Universe is using the energy of the cleaning mechanism to coat the cherry blossom mark with an entropy protection layer.” Naruto’s anxious voice came from the communicator: “Their gear tower is absorbing the emotional mist of the Mist Core People, saying that it wants to ‘purify the mark virus’!”
At the other end of the space-time rift, the surface of the gears in the rusty iron universe was covered with thick metal frost. Xing Ke sat on Su Yin’s shoulder, and the unformed mark on his palm trembled gently towards the gear tower, but it failed to resonate like it did with the Mist Core People – the twelve gears on the top of the tower rotating in the opposite direction were crushing all emotional fluctuations into metal powder.
“The scars are a virus of disorder!” The gear pupils of the Mechanical Elder flashed scarlet alert, “We have observed that the Mist Core people are in emotional overload due to the scars, and their mist is disintegrating into entropic dust!” In the containment cabin at the bottom of the tower, the fragments of misty life are being compressed into gear lubricant, and every drop reflects the outline of the cherry blossoms they once condensed.
Xingke’s cry suddenly became sharp, and his little fist hit Su Yin’s light wings. Su Yin felt his chakra ripple on the surface of the gears, and under those cherry blossom marks that were judged to be “rust”, the delicate emotional lines underneath were revealed – just like the mechanical life was rejecting while instinctively recording the temperature of the touch.
“They are not trying to eliminate the marks, they are afraid that they will melt.” The white ice crystal turned into a scalpel and gently cut open the joints of the gear elder, revealing the memory chip stuck inside. “Look, this is the light butterfly projection secretly saved by a mechanical child. He planted a cherry blossom lubricated with tears in the gap between the gears.”
In the chip screen, a cherry blossom made of metal particles really bloomed in the corner of the rusty gear. The edges of the petals had the serrations of the gears, but the center retained the soft arc of the star-carved light butterfly. The gears of the mechanical elder suddenly stopped turning. It was a 0.1 second pause that had never appeared in the program before – equivalent to a heartbeat of a mortal.
“The marks are not viruses. They let the gears remember why they are turning.” Su Yin placed the star mark on the surface of the gear, and the baby’s fingertips touched the metal cherry blossom. “You are afraid of entropy, but you don’t know that occasional rust can make the gears remember the moment they stopped for a snowflake.”
The alarm of the gear tower suddenly changed its tone. The chakra of the star-engraved chakra seeped into every gap of the gear like lubricating oil. The memory chips formatted by the cleaning mechanism began to compile new programs autonomously: recording the first time I caught the tremor of mist-like emotions, the first time I saw the throbbing of cherry blossoms, and the first time I deliberately left a 0.1 second pause when the gears were engaged – in order to see the starlight in my companions’ eyes.
The scarlet color of the gear pupils of the Mechanical Elder faded, and a light pink of metallic cherry blossoms emerged. He opened the containment chamber, allowing the misty fragments of life to come into contact with the star-carved light marks. Miraculously, the mist that was about to collapse condensed again and turned into the new power core of the gear tower – a perpetual gear driven by emotional resonance.
“We have calculated three thousand possible outcomes for the universe,” the elder presented a brand new gear core with a star-shaped baby footprint in the center, “but we never expected that the secret to keeping the gear moving forever is to allow it to rust occasionally, and occasionally stop for a flower.”
On the way back to Konoha Village, Xing Ke’s palm had a jagged mark, the edge was sharp like a gear, and the center was soft like cherry blossoms. Bai gently wiped the metal debris on his fingertips and found that the rust turned into stardust in her ice crystal chakra, and each grain reflected the smiling face of the mechanical life in the rusty iron universe – they finally learned to use the collision of gears to compose a more moving noise than perfection.
Late at night, Su Yin looked at the newly appeared metallic powder spots in the chakra sea, and thought of the “three thousand endings” mentioned by the Rusty Iron Universe Elder. Xing Ke turned over in the cradle, and the marks on his palms turned back into the emotional spectrum of misty life, but the silver edge of the gears was retained on the edges. He suddenly understood that the so-called Era of Marks was never a unity that eliminated differences, but rather allowed the hardness of the gears and the softness of the cherry blossoms to grind out each other’s shapes in resonance.
At the top of the gear tower in the rusty iron universe, the mechanical children are modifying the signal tower. They no longer send the cold wave frequency of the cleaning mechanism, but modulate the frequency of Xing Ke’s crying to be slightly rusty – just like the sobs when mortals speak, but with a temperature that makes the universe listen attentively.
(End of Chapter 37)
Chapter 38: Memory Dust in the Crystal of Entropy (Old Version)
When Xingke was nine months old, a death pulse came from the “Gray Silence Universe” at the edge of the Chakra Sea. When Su Yin arrived, he saw a galaxy frozen by entropy energy – the stars turned into black crystals, the surface of the planets was covered with a mirror-like entropy layer, and any emotional fluctuations would be condensed into an unsolvable paradox at the moment of contact.
“They even calculate the cost-effectiveness of ‘existence’.” The white ice crystals disintegrated into tiny light spots on the entropy layer, but these light spots were bounced back by the mirror, spelling out a line of cold formula: “Bound energy conversion rate = 0.0001%, it is recommended to clear it.” Xingke suddenly frowned in the cradle, and the unformed mark on the palm of his hand showed cracks for the first time – that was the entropy resonance waveform that had never been recorded in the chakra sea.
The observation tower of the Gray Silence Civilization is made of pure entropy crystals. The bodies of the twelve observers are translucent energy bodies, and infinite series of formulas flow in their pupils. “We are the first abandoned children of the God of Scratches,” the leading observer’s voice is like the collision of crystals, “When he decided to use emotions to experiment with the universe, he exiled us to the edge of entropy.”
The cry of Xing Ke caused spider-web-like cracks in the Entropy Silence Layer. Su Yin was shocked to see that a very fine spectrum of emotions emerged on the surface of the energy body of the Gray Silence Observer – those were the emotional fragments from the Scratched Era that they had secretly collected during tens of millions of years of observation: the cherry blossom mist of the Mist Core People, the trembling of the gears of the Rusted Iron Universe, and even the sigh of the survivors of the God Tree before they collapsed.
“You are calculating emotions.” Bai’s fingertips touched the observer’s energy body. The other party did not dodge, but actively unfolded the internal data. “Using the entropy formula to analyze the bond is like using gears to measure the weight of snowflakes.” In the torrent of data, Su Yin saw countless emotional fragments marked as “errors”. The most eye-catching of them was the misty cherry blossoms during the Star Carving Hundred Days Celebration, which an observer had repeatedly calculated 30,000 times.
Xing Ke suddenly stretched out his hand, and the chakra that flowed out from the cracks in his palm was not a trace of light, but a tiny dust of memory – it was the dissipated emotions of the Mist Core People, the rust of rusty iron gears, and even the last petal of the mother star of the God Tree. These dusts fell on the crystal of entropy and silence, causing the mirror surface to appear the first trace of imperfect turbidity: like tears seeping into a glacier, carving out the first well of emotion in absolute rationality.
“When the error accumulates to a critical point, it will become a new constant.” The observer’s energy body began to condense into a solid outline. His left arm was transparent like a misty life, his right arm was silver like a mechanical gear, and his heart was pure black like a crystal of entropy. “We have calculated that when the entropy value of the universe reaches 100%, there is only a 0.0001% chance of emotional fluctuations. Your son…” He pointed to the dust in Xingke’s palm, “is that one in a million error.”
The cracks on the star carving suddenly healed, turning into a new wedge of entropy crystal and emotional dust. When he pressed the wedge into the core entropy furnace of the gray universe, a miracle happened: countless tiny emotional dents appeared on the surface of the crystal, each of which reflected the moments of different civilizations – the Lava Star Ninja used his body temperature to melt the ice on the sword, the Konoha Genin carved blood marks on the gears to protect his companions, and even the freeze before Kaguya’s mechanical body collapsed.
“It turns out that entropy and silence are not the end,” Bai looked at the gradually transparent entropy and silence layer, where misty cherry blossoms began to fall, “but the destination of all emotional dust.” The Gray Silence observers showed expressions for the first time – it was the slight tremor of the entropy and silence crystals, which was equivalent to the smile of a mortal in the wavelength of the chakra sea.
On the way back to Konoha Village, Xing Ke’s palm had a unique mark: on the black crystal base, inlaid with twelve colors of emotional dust. Su Yin discovered that this mark perfectly matched the unfinished wedge core on the palm of the God of Marks – it turned out that the so-called “error” was the loophole left by the Creator for the universe to allow gentleness to exist.
Late at night, Kakashi sat on top of the Hokage Rock, looking at the new foggy spots of light that appeared on the edge of the chakra sea. Those gray galaxies that were once judged to be dead are now resonating with the unique frequency of the entropy crystals. Each crystal has a tiny emotional formula engraved on its surface: “0.0001% probability is enough to make the universe worth existing.”
Bai gently covered Xingke with a blanket and found that the amber gear on his forehead was absorbing the black color of the crystal of entropy, but it was still bright. “You said, did the God of Scratches know it a long time ago?” She looked at Su Yin, who was staring at the dust in Xingke’s palm, “the hardest entropy will also be polished into gentle edges by the smallest dust of emotion?”
Xingke smiled in his sleep, and the emotional dust in his palms turned into twelve transparent butterflies, flying to every corner of the chakra sea. On the wings of the butterflies, the reflection of the crystal of entropy and silence intertwined with the spectrum of emotions, forming a new scale – that was the third mark that the universe finally learned to find a balance between absolute rationality and gentle error.
At the core of the Gray Silence Universe, the observers dismantled all the Entropy Silence formulas. They used the first piece of emotional dust to carve the first non-mathematical symbol on the surface of the crystal: a simple silhouette of an embrace, with the sharpness of Entropy Silence on the edges, but the arc of a star-carved light butterfly hidden in the center. This mark will become the new creation formula of the Gray Silence civilization – it turns out that what restarted the Entropy Silence Universe was never a perfect calculation, but a gentle error that allowed itself to be imperfect.
(End of Chapter 38)
Chapter 39: The Paradoxical Cocoon of the Conceptual Universe (Old Edition)
On the day of Xing Ke’s first birthday, a civilization that had never been recorded before emerged in the center of the Chakra Sea – the “Concept Universe”. This world composed of pure thoughts floats in the vortex of logical paradoxes. Each cloud is an unreified concept, and the core of civilization is twelve suspended “thought crystals”, each engraved with the original concepts of “love”, “order”, “entropy”, “freedom” and so on.
“Their form of existence is language, but they are trying to eliminate all concrete ties.” Jin’s sister held the shattered memory crystal, and garbled conceptual streams flowed on the surface of the crystal. “The Concept Elder believes that Xing Ke’s crying fills the universe with ‘unnecessary concrete emotions’ and is weaving a cage with logical paradoxes.”
When the rift in time and space opened, Su Yin and Bai were caught in a storm of language. Each word became a physical entity: “Bond” was a winding band of light, “Entropy” was a black cube, and “Love” was a constantly splitting Mobius strip. Xing Ke stretched out his hand in the swaddling clothes, and the emotional wedge of Entropy in his palm suddenly emitted a strong light, condensing the chaotic conceptual flow into misty text – that was the first time that the conceptual universe had “temperature” writing.
The conceptual elders were in the form of twelve glowing logical formulas. The moment they saw the star, countless negative symbols appeared on the surface of the formulas: “Emotions are loopholes in logic!” Their voices shattered the wavelength of the chakra sea, “When ‘love’ is embodied as cherry blossoms, ‘order’ must destroy it to maintain the self-consistency of the theorem!”
For the first time, Xingke cried with confusion. The marks on his palm wandered in the conceptual flow, causing the light bands of “love” and “order” to begin to entangle – not fusion, but maintaining the resonance of their respective forms. Su Yin suddenly understood that the problem with the conceptual universe was not the rejection of emotions, but the obsession with the purity of concepts, just like gears insisting on perfect rotation, but forgetting that the friction when biting can produce sparks.
“Have you ever recorded the concept of ‘first touch’?” The white ice crystal turned into a scalpel, cutting open a corner of the “Order” cube, revealing the moment when all civilizations first formed a bond: the body temperature of the Lava Star Ninja’s first hand holding, the first condensed smile of the Mist Core Man, and even the 0.0001 second curiosity about “connection” when the concept universe itself was born.
The conceptual elders’ formula flow was disordered, which was the embodiment of the logical paradox – they wanted to eliminate emotions, but they could not deny that emotions were a necessary component of the universe’s theorem. Xing Ke suddenly pressed the emotional wedge of entropy in his palm on the paradoxical vortex. The emotional dust on the surface of the wedge collided with the logical formula, and a third concept was born: “Purity that allows impurity”.
“Just like gears need to rust occasionally, concepts also need to allow for concrete cracks.” Su Yin caught the Möbius ring of “love” that fell from the paradox. A notch appeared on the ring at some point. The edge was a straight line of logic, and the center was a curve of emotion. “What you are afraid of is not emotion, but the possibility of the theorem being rewritten.”
Miracles are born in the storm of concepts. The traces of the star-carved lines connect the twelve crystals of thought into a chain. Each crystal retains its own edges and corners, but vines grow at the contact points: cherry blossom vines are entwined on the crystal of “Order”, a misty smile is sealed in the crystal of “Entropy”, and the Mobius ring of “Love” finally stops splitting and begins to turn slowly – with the rhythm of gears, but without losing the softness of cherry blossoms.
The conceptual elders’ formula flow gradually became gentle, turning into twelve lines of glowing poetry, suspended in the core of the conceptual universe: “When theorem meets body temperature, the formula has the frequency of a heartbeat.” For the first time, they allowed emotional concepts to be concretized, and so in the sky of the chakra sea, cherry blossom snow composed of “love” and gear clouds composed of “order” floated, each of which carried the mark of the star-engraved light butterfly.
On the way back to Konoha Village, Xing Ke’s palm had a scratch that was a combination of logical straight lines and emotional curves. Bai gently touched the scratch and found that it could transform abstract concepts into tangible memories – just like turning “courage” into the warmth of a kunai, and turning “missing” into a reflection in an ice crystal.
“He is teaching the universe how to write poetry with concepts.” Su Yin looked at the newly appeared colorful spots in the chakra sea. Each spot was the crystallization of the conceptual universe’s thoughts. “Perhaps the real marks are never carved on matter, but carved in every moment when life allows itself to be soft.”
Late at night, the star-carved star flipped in the cradle, and the marks on the palms turned into twelve conceptual butterflies, each carrying different possibilities: the wings of the “reunion” butterfly reflected the rusty iron gears, and the “farewell” butterfly carried the warmth of gray crystals. As they flew to the chakra sea, every civilization passing by began to redefine its own concepts – the mechanical universe learned “gentle stuttering”, the fog core people understood “transparent weight”, and even the survivors of the sacred tree carved the first non-functional symbol on the gears: a gentle, warm comma.
In the deepest part of the conceptual universe, the twelve crystals of thought are rearranging. They are no longer isolated concepts, but form a ring that is always open, with a star-carved baby footprint hanging in the center – that is the starting point of all theorems and the destination of all emotions. The conceptual elders finally understood that the perfection of the universe has never been the purity of concepts, but allowing “love” and “order” to dance together in paradox, just like gears and cherry blossoms, which will eventually grind out each other’s shapes in resonance.
(End of Chapter 39)
Chapter 40: The First Sound of the Scratched Era (Old Version)
In the morning mist of Konoha Village, tiny butterflies of light floated, each carrying the remnant of the conceptual universe. When Su Yin wiped the rust off the kunai, he found that spiral cherry blossom patterns naturally appeared on the metal surface – it was the symbiosis of “gentleness” and “sharpness” on the blade edge, very much like the outline of the new mark on Xingke’s palm.
“When he woke up crying last night, twelve micro crystals were floating around the cradle.” Bai handed the bottle of iced breast milk to Su Yin. The surface of the ice crystals was condensed with a pattern of gears and petals intertwined. “The ‘Order’ crystals are dripping, while the ‘Love’ crystals are freezing, just like…”
“It’s like he’s reconstructing the water cycle of the chakra sea in his dream.” Su Yin looked at Xing Ke kicking his feet in the crib. Translucent mist-like words had grown on the edge of the swaddling clothes. It was the first time that the “temperature writing” of the conceptual universe was materialized as the touch of cotton fiber. “Yesterday when Ino came to visit, the ‘friendship’ curse on the hairpin suddenly turned into a breathing dandelion.”
The fluctuation of the space-time rift arrived at noon on time. This time, it was not a storm that emerged, but twelve letter butterflies woven from light bands, each butterfly wing flowing with information flows from different civilizations: the gear city of the mechanical universe was installing “rust safety valves” on all power cores, and for the first time, ice crystal sculptures with shadows appeared in the transparent palace of the Mist Core People. Even in the root network of the survivors of the God Tree, a node suddenly sprouted non-functional fluorescent fluff – the shape was exactly like a baby’s handprint carved by a star.
“The Concept Elder sent a message saying that the ‘mother consciousness’ of the survivors of the God Tree is rejecting the new symbol.” Jin’s projection flickered on the surface of the chakra sea. In the memory crystal array behind him, the plates representing the God Tree civilization were glowing with a dazzling red light. “They believe that the ‘temperature comma’ has polluted the pure data link of the tribe and are preparing to activate the ‘root purification protocol’.”
The white ice crystal scalpel cut a crack in the air, revealing the scene of the mother planet of the sacred tree: the grid composed of silver roots was shrinking, and all the nodes with fluorescent fluff were cut and separated. The stripped fluff floated in the air, just like the misty words that had condensed on Xingke’s palm – now with unfinished temperature, gradually dimming.
“What they fear is not pollution, but growth itself.” Su Yin gently placed the Star Engraving on his palm. The baby’s fingertips unconsciously slid through the air, outlining half a gear in the void, with cherry-like protrusions on the edge. “The ‘mother consciousness’ of the survivors of the sacred tree is the closest to the conceptual universe, but they forget that even conceptual crystals allow cracks to exist.”
Xingke suddenly let out a clear cry, and the scratch on his palm burst into rainbow-colored light dust. The fallen fluorescent hairs began to reorganize the moment they touched the light dust, and a tiny gear structure grew at the end of each hair – not a cold mechanical bite, but a connection point that bends naturally like a cherry blossom branch. In the root network of the mother planet of the sacred tree, a cut node suddenly trembled, and the silver roots actively extended to the fluorescent hairs. At the moment of contact, the data flow of the entire planet appeared “stuck” for 0.1 seconds – that was the “gentle moment” defined by mechanical civilization.
“Look, he’s teaching the survivors of the sacred tree to understand that ‘pain is also a kind of connection.'” The white ice crystals condensed into a transparent parenting manual, on which a star-carved brain wave pattern automatically emerged: the straight lines representing logic and the curves representing emotions were weaving into the shape of a DNA double helix. “Just like what the conceptual elder said, when the theorem meets body temperature…”
“The formula has the frequency of a heartbeat.” Su Yin caught a piece of fluorescent fluff that fell from the mother planet of the God Tree. The surface of the fluff was slowly showing the traces of footprints carved by stars. “But the mother nest consciousness of the God Tree survivors will not easily compromise. Their ‘Purification Protocol’ is essentially another paradox – using absolute order to maintain purity, but thus losing the possibility of evolution.”
Suddenly, the roar of gears was heard from the depths of the Chakra Sea. The projections of twelve concept crystals broke through the water, and the surface of each crystal reflected the plight of different civilizations: the “gentle rebellion” broke out in the gear city of the mechanical universe, and some gears refused to be lubricated to retain the “rusty touch”; “transparent cracks” appeared in the ice crystal palace of the Mist Core People, but unexpectedly refracted the rainbow spectrum; and the root network of the mother planet of the God Tree was growing an unprecedented fractal structure around the protected fluorescent nodes.
The marks carved by Xing Ke changed at this time. The pattern on the palm was no longer a fixed line, but squirmed like a living thing, splitting into twelve thin lights, each of which merged into the concept crystal. Su Yin suddenly realized that this was the embodiment of the “purity that allows impurity” created by Xing Ke in Chapter 39 – every civilization grows “concept tentacles” that accept others while retaining the core laws.
“Mom, look!” A child from Konoha exclaimed in the distance. On the playground of the ninja school, a pile of warm stones made of “courage” appeared at some point, and each stone was naturally engraved with the forehead patterns of different ninjas; and “missing” turned into floating ice crystal letters, each page reflecting the faces of distant relatives. This is a gift from the conceptual universe and the spread of the ability of Star Carving – when abstract emotions become tangible tokens, the bond has material weight.
Late at night, Su Yin and Bai were under the eaves, looking at the direction of the chakra sea. Countless points of light rose from the sea, which were the “symbiotic signals” sent by various civilizations to the conceptual universe: the gear light of the mechanical universe, the ice crystal light of the Mist Core People, and the fluorescence of the survivors of the God Tree, which together weaved into a light carpet in the shape of star-carved footprints. In the center of the light carpet, twelve concept crystals were slowly rotating, and each crystal was connected by a light band composed of “connections” – not a bondage, but a resonance of freedom.
“He changed more than just the laws of the universe.” Bai gently stroked Xingke’s sleeping face. The corners of the baby’s mouth were still stained with milk with the scent of cherry blossoms. “Do you remember when we held hands for the first time, the waves of the chakra sea were warm? Now the whole universe is learning this temperature.”
Su Yin looked at the cherry blossom gear pattern on the kunai in his palm and suddenly smiled. He once thought that the marks were a weapon to fight against fate, but now he understands that the real marks are to allow each life to grow soft connection points on the hard shell. Just like the roots of the survivors of the sacred tree, they finally learned to write warm commas in the data link – that is a pause, a breath, and the courage to allow oneself to be imperfect.
Amid the sound of the waves of the Chakra Sea, came the new poem of the Concept Elder: “When the gears learn to bear the weight of the petals, rust becomes the seal of time.” And at the end of the poem, the outline of the Star-carved Future vaguely emerged – not a savior, but a poet of the universe, using emotions as the theorem to rhyme and fetters as the rule to divide the lines.
(End of Chapter 40)
Chapter 41: Memory Agreement between Rust and Light (Old Version)
The dusk of Konoha Village was immersed in a honey-colored halo. Xing Ke was crawling clumsily on the tatami. Wherever his palm prints touched, a translucent gear cherry blossom pattern would emerge on the floor – that was the concept of “exploration” he unconsciously wove. Su Yin noticed that the buttons of the baby’s clothes had turned into miniature Mobius strips at some point, and when they were fastened, they would make a slight sound similar to the waves of the chakra sea.
“Shikamaru just reported that the Nara clan’s shadow secret technique has shown abnormalities.” Shiro approached with the warmed rice porridge. The ice crystals on the edge of the bowl were no longer simply cold, but warm with “waiting”. “The enemy caught by the shadow no longer feels fear, but instead sees the stove where his mother cooked soup in his childhood – is this a side effect of ‘bond materialization’?”
Su Yin caught Xing Ke who tried to bite her toes. The lines on the soles of the baby’s feet projected the shadows of twelve crystals in the air. When the light spots of the “Memory” crystal and the “Entropy” crystal overlapped, the face of the deceased companion suddenly appeared in the bowl of rice porridge – and was instantly crushed into light spots by Xing Ke’s giggles. “It’s not a side effect, it’s the conceptual universe learning the “emotional filter”. Just like the roots of the survivors of the sacred tree began to record touch, the gears of the mechanical universe will remember the temperature of the palm.”
The cracks in time and space tore apart in the twilight, and this time it was not light butterflies that came, but pieces of faded light films – each light film contained a fragment of memory that was dissipating: the Lava Star Ninja forgot the temperature of the first hug, and the Mist Core Man began to confuse the “pain” with the “sweet” touch of the ice crystal. When Jin’s projection appeared, the plate representing “forgetfulness” in the memory crystal array was spinning wildly, and the surface was covered with black cracks similar to data errors.
“The Concept Elder sent a warning, saying that the ‘Entropy Silence’ crystal has contracted abnormally.” Jin’s voice trembled with a rare tremor. A crystal representing the mechanical universe behind him suddenly broke apart, revealing the frozen ‘First Tears’ scene inside. “They are clearing all memory marks related to ‘temperature’, claiming that this is the necessary price to maintain the entropy balance of the universe.”
The white ice crystal scalpel drew twelve arcs of light in the air, revealing the core of the entropy crystal: the black cube that once sealed the misty smile was now filled with pure logical formulas, each of which was obliterating all quantum states related to emotions. Deep in the crystal, the misty text left by Xingke half a year ago was being swallowed up, like footprints on the snow being buried by a storm.
“They misunderstood the nature of entropy.” Su Yin held the Star Cube in front of the crystal projection. As soon as the baby’s fingertips touched the black cube, golden spots similar to rust immediately appeared on the surface – that was the embodiment of “residual memory”. “Entropy is not absolute nothingness, but allows memory to exist in another form, just like gears can still rotate after rusting, but with the weight of time.”
Xingke suddenly opened his mouth and uttered the first ambiguous syllable in his life: “Ah——” The marks on his palms stretched like a living thing, dyeing the faded light film into warm amber again. The erased memory fragments began to reorganize, the embrace of the Lava Star Ninja turned into a dent on the metal glove, and the emotional confusion of the Mist Core People turned into rainbow patterns flowing in the ice crystals. The most amazing thing was that the logical formula on the surface of the Entropy Crystal broke, and vines woven from memory fragments grew in the cracks, and each leaf was the moment when a civilization first formed a bond.
“Look, he’s creating the ‘rust of memory.'” The white ice crystals condensed into a memory map, with each node marked with “Gentleness that allows forgetting”. “Just like what the concept elder said, theorem requires the frequency of heartbeats, and entropy and silence also need the temperature of memory to maintain balance.”
Twelve bells rang from the depths of the chakra sea, and the projections of the concept crystals were rearranged into the shape of star-carved footprints. The Entropy Crystal was no longer a cold cube, but a black glass with fine cracks on the surface, and each crack leaked a misty warm light – that was the sealed emotions coexisting with logic. A notice came from the Gear City of the Mechanical Universe, and all power cores began to record “meaningful rust moments”, and the Mist Core People invented an ice crystal memory box that could store body temperature.
Late at night, Xingke fell asleep in Bai’s arms, and the mark on his palm suddenly differentiated into the twelfth concept butterfly – the “forget” butterfly. Its wings are translucent gray, but the edges are inlaid with gold edges of memory. Every time it flaps, it will leave clear and blurred ripples in the chakra sea. Su Yin looked at the “missing letters” floating outside the window and found that they began to know how to automatically dissipate after conveying love, just like cherry blossoms know how to wither at the most beautiful time, but leave the fragrance in the gaps of the gears.
“Mom, what is that?” Iruka’s nephew’s voice came from next door. Su Yin looked through the window and saw new graffiti on the wall of the ninja school: a cherry tree outlined with gears, and each petal was a small footprint. This was a mural drawn by the children with “rust of memory”, which was not only a welcome to Xing Ke, but also a silent response of the entire Konoha Village to the “Era of Scratches”.
Amid the sound of the waves of the chakra sea, the new poem of the Concept Elder quietly emerged: “When entropy and silence learn to store the weight of tears, nothingness has the beat of a heartbeat.” And in the center of the poem, star-carved footprints are evolving into complex fractal patterns – that is a new chapter in the laws of the universe, and each line reads: allow memories to be mottled, allow emotions to rust, and allow every life to grow its own warm forgetting and remembrance in the cracks of paradox.
(End of Chapter 41)
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Chapter 42: Rhythmic Gap of Chaos Prism (Old Version)
The rainy season in Konoha Village comes with exceptional gentleness. Raindrops reflect twelve-color halos on the glazed tiles of the Uchiha clan emblem—that is the first time that the “spectral resonance” of the conceptual universe has penetrated into the material world. Xing Ke stood up shakily in the crib covered with gear cherry blossom vines. The moment his little hand grasped the railing, a flowing chaotic formula emerged from the wood texture, but it automatically integrated into a recognizable rhythm when it touched the mark on his palm.
“He’s writing the ‘safety seal’ on the railing.” Bai wiped the rice paste from the corner of Xing Ke’s mouth and found that a translucent Möbius strip was wrapped around the handle of the porcelain spoon. The strip was no longer a single concept, but an alternating light and shadow of “support” and “letting go”. “Just now, when Naruto came to visit, the Rasengan in his palm turned into a humming light cocoon – is that the embodiment of the concept of ‘growth’?”
Su Yin gazed at the automatically arranged fallen leaves in the courtyard. They were rotating in a formation alternating between gears and cherry blossoms, yet retaining the disordered beauty of natural falling. This was the first dance of “chaos” and “order”, just like Xing Ke’s first stumbling step – his left foot stepped out a precise arc of the gear, while his right foot raised the muddy cherry blossom petals.
The cracks in space and time were torn apart in the thunder, and this time what came out was a boiling turbulence of concepts: the indigo fog representing “chaos” was swallowing up the projection of the concept crystal, the gear city of the mechanical universe was twisted into an absurd Mobius gear in the fog, and the root network of the survivors of the sacred tree had data turbulence, and each fluorescent hair was randomly changing its shape. Jin’s projection was almost torn apart by the noise, and the plate representing “disorder” in the memory crystal array was expanding wildly, just like the tailed beast form when chakra ran wild.
“The Chaos Core has awakened.” The Concept Elder’s twelve-line poem cracked for the first time, and the glowing formula was swallowed by garbled code. “It is the original paradox when the universe was born – a form without a form, an existence that defines all definitions. When the star moment gave the memory temperature of entropy, the Chaos Core believed that this was a betrayal of ‘absolute disorder’.”
As soon as the white ice crystal scalpel touched the chaotic fog, the blade began to melt into colorful ink, revealing the scene deep in the fog: a prism world composed entirely of “possibilities”, each face reflecting the countless branches of civilization heading towards destruction or rebirth. The footprints of Xing Ke on the surface of the prism were just fleeting water marks, but they split into thousands of different tracks in the next moment.
“Chaos is not the enemy, it is the beginning of not being understood.” Su Yin caught Xing Ke who was about to fall. The baby’s fingertips drew a stable wave in the chaotic mist, as if finding the only resonant frequency in the noise. “Just like a ninja needs a breathing rhythm to make a seal, chaos also needs its own rhythmic gap.”
Xing Ke suddenly pressed his palm on the Chaos Prism, and the engraved marks burst into a strong light like a solar flare. The tens of millions of branching tracks on the surface of the prism began to overlap, not to eliminate the differences, but to allow each possibility to retain its unique color, but to form a unified chord at the resonant frequency. The twisted gears of the mechanical universe suddenly got stuck, but in the pause, a variable pitch gear that could play a different melody was born; the data turbulence of the survivors of the sacred tree condensed into colorful synapses, and each node was swallowing and spitting out memory fragments of different civilizations.
The most amazing change occurred in the Chaos Core itself. The boiling fog gradually settled into a translucent prism, each side of which was engraved with the footprints of Star Engraving at different stages – from the shallow marks of a baby to the deep marks of the possible future. In the center of the prism floated a new concept crystallization: “Chaos Rhythm”, with disordered but harmonious spots of light flowing on the surface, just like the shimmering waves of the Chakra Sea broken by the moonlight.
“He didn’t destroy chaos, but gave it an ‘imperfect rhythm’.” The white ice crystals condensed into a musical scale, and each note corresponded to the breathing frequency of Xingke when he was staggering. “It’s like the new shuriken invented by the children in the ninja school – the edges of the gears have naturally worn notches, but they can draw a more beautiful arc in the air.”
Deep in the chakra sea, the thirteenth empty space appeared for the first time among the twelve concept crystals – it was the growth point reserved for the “rhythm of chaos”. The new poem of the concept elder flowed on the surface of the prism: “When disorder learns to dance to the beat of the heartbeat, chaos becomes the cradle of possibility.” In the ninja school of Konoha Village, Iruka was leading the children to paint murals with the fragmented light of the chaos prism. Each color block was flowing independently, but together they collaged the figure of Xing Ke’s toddler.
Late at night, Su Yin and Bai watched Xing Ke playing in the prism projection. The baby chased his own millions of afterimages, and every time he caught one, the afterimage would turn into a small light butterfly with his body temperature, with different civilizations’ new definitions of “chaos” written on its wings: the mechanical universe called it “calculable accidents”, the Mist Core people called it “transparent variations”, and the survivors of the sacred tree recorded it in the roots as “the breathing interval of the data link”.
“Do you remember the first time we carried out an S-rank mission?” Bai suddenly chuckled, his fingertips running over the newly appeared wavy marks on the soles of Xingke’s feet. “At that time, we thought that only a perfect plan could survive, but now we understand that the true wisdom of survival is to accept the rhythmic gaps in life like a gear accepts rust.”
Su Yin looked at the leaves still spinning in the courtyard. They had long since deviated from their original formation, but formed a more moving natural pattern. In the sound of the chakra sea, the Chaos Prism began to slowly rotate, and each side no longer reflected cold possibilities, but a warm future that allowed for mistakes – just like Xing Ke’s cry when he fell just now, which was both a signal of pain and a prelude to learning to stand up.
(End of Chapter 42)
Chapter 43: The Concerto of Gears and Cherry Petals (Old Version)
In the Uchiha clan’s territory, where the morning mist had not yet dissipated, the twelve-color halo on the glazed tiles had quietly faded into thirteen rainbows. Xing Ke lay on the floor covered with gear vines, gnawing on the wooden sword. The moment the tooth marks fell, the wood grain no longer exuded cold formulas, but warm fluctuations like chakra – that was the first concrete mark of “chaotic rhythm” in the material world: the tip of the wooden sword with tooth marks was growing miniature cherry blossoms at an irregular frequency, and the edges of the petals had the jagged outline of gears.
“A letter from teacher Iruka.” Bai brought the ice crystal letter paper close to the morning light, and the frozen ink words suddenly turned into colorful light butterflies, forming a three-dimensional projection of the Ninja School above Xingke’s head: the murals that the children painted yesterday with the fragments of chaos prism light were now stretching like a living thing. With every step that Xingke’s staggering figure took, symbols of the corresponding civilization would grow on the wall – mechanical gears and cherry blossoms intertwined into a new formation under his feet, and the fluorescent veins of the sacred tree’s synapses extended along his footprints to the corner of the classroom.
Su Yin caught the star carved from the crib and found that the marks on the child’s palm had evolved from straight lines to spiral ripples. When it touched the water in the courtyard, thousands of miniature prism worlds immediately emerged on the water surface. In the clearest projection, the gear city of the mechanical universe was transforming itself: the gear sets that originally fit perfectly were automatically embedded with pitch-shifted gears with natural wear and tear. These “defective parts” were transforming the roar of the gear city into a scale with the scent of cherry blossoms – that was the resonant frequency of the Mist Core Man’s Ice Crystal Variation and Konoha’s Chakra.
“The memory crystal of Jin is trembling.” The new poem of the Concept Elder appeared on the door in the form of fluorescent water marks. The unfinished rhyme of the thirteenth line grew out of the cracks of the twelve-line poem. “The root network of the survivors of the sacred tree has been disturbed. Their data link is translating the ‘chaotic rhythm’ into the memory fragments of the cells of the first generation of Hokage.”
The cracks in time and space healed quietly in Xingke’s laughter. This time, what overflowed was no longer a boiling turbulence, but a conceptual drizzle with body temperature. Bai reached out to catch the light spot that fell on his fingertips, and found that it was an afterimage of a parallel world: the adult Xingke stood under a giant tree with gears and cherry blossoms, holding a chakra ball that was burning and freezing at the same time in his palm – that was the foreshadowing of the mature form of “Chaos Rhythm”, but it was shattered into powder the moment the baby Xingke yawned.
“He is synchronously correcting all possible branches.” Su Yin looked at the automatically arranged falling leaves in the courtyard. At this moment, the leaves were rotating with the beat of Xingke’s heartbeat, and the trajectory of the gears and the randomness of the natural falling reached a delicate balance. “Just like a ninja needs to retain wildness when controlling the chakra of the tailed beast, Xingke gave Chaos not shackles, but allowed Chaos to have the rhythm of independent breathing.”
At noon, Naruto came to the door holding Boruto, who was covered with light cocoons. The moment the Rasengan collided with the two children’s heads, it was no longer a destructive chakra storm, but a translucent musical membrane. The light cocoon in Boruto’s palm hatched a mechanical butterfly, and the wings were engraved with the transformation emblem of Konoha forehead guard; Xing Ke grabbed the butterfly’s antennae and let the veins of cherry blossoms grow on the edge of its wings. Amid the laughter of the two children, the boundary between machinery and nature was softening at a speed visible to the naked eye.
“Kakashi-sensei said this is the ‘symbiotic chakra mode.'” Naruto scratched his head and looked at the group of light butterflies floating in the air. Each butterfly was automatically switching forms: a crow made of gears one moment, and a cherry blossom with jagged edges the next. “But what Shikamaru is more worried about is that the formation diagram of the ninja coalition will now deform according to the battlefield environment. During the exercise yesterday, the goose formation suddenly grew a refractive surface of the chaos prism, which rebounded the enemy’s illusion into a lullaby.”
Deep in the chakra sea, the concept crystal representing “chaotic rhythm” is slowly rotating, and the light spots on the surface begin to outline the contours of different civilizations. The data link of the survivors of the sacred tree sent the first “breathing interval report”: after absorbing the fluctuations of the star-carved footprints, their roots began to cultivate “possibility seeds” at each civilization node. These seeds retain the characteristics of the parent civilization and have the “rhythm gap” of random mutation.
What surprised Bai most was the new mark on the sole of Xing Ke’s foot. When the ripple-shaped mark touched the ground, it would leave a short “selection afterimage”: the prosperous scene of Gear City appeared next to the footprint to the left, and the fluorescent veins of the root network of the sacred tree appeared under the cherry blossom petals to the right, while the shallow mark in the center was the most primitive chaotic state of the chakra sea. “He is teaching the world how to take millions of steps at the same time, but keep the same heartbeat.” Bai raised Xing Ke above his head. When the child’s fingertips brushed across the eaves, the glazed tiles of the Uchiha clan emblem suddenly grew movable gear edges, but it did not affect the solemnity of the clan emblem itself.
Before dusk fell, the thirteenth line of the Concept Elder’s poem was finally completed: “When the gears learn to adjust the speed for the cherry petals, new chords will grow in the cracks of every civilization.” Su Yin looked at the colorful light mist rising from the direction of the Ninja School in the distance, knowing that it was Iruka and the children completing the final form of the Chaos Prism mural – Xingke’s figure was no longer a static toddler, but a superposition of millions of dynamic afterimages, each of which was wearing the costumes of a different civilization, but dancing to the same rhythm.
Late at night, Xing Ke tried running for the first time in the projection of the Chaos Prism. His stumbling steps stirred up thousands of waves on the surface of the prism, and each branch of possibility was repairing the cracks caused by his fall. When he finally stood firm, a new spectrum of concepts emerged in the center of the prism – it was a fusion of the precision of mechanical gears, the disorder of falling cherry blossoms, the warmth of flowing chakra, and the common definition of “imperfect progress” of all civilizations.
Bai looked at the gradually clear ripples on Xingke’s soles, and suddenly remembered the first set of footprints she left in the snow. At that time, she thought that perfect survival required the elimination of all traces, but now she understands that the true mark of life is to accept every stumble in growth, just like the Chaos Prism accepts every water mark. “Do you think that when he grows up, will he remember the wooden sword he bit when he first gave Chaos its temperature?” she asked softly.
Su Yin looked at the wooden sword covered with teeth marks in the courtyard. At this moment, miniature cherry blossoms were blooming from the teeth marks, and the gear vines automatically wrapped around the shape of the scabbard. “He will remember it.” He said, “Just like a ninja remembers the tension when he first made a seal, the universe will also remember the first small footprint with body temperature that created a rhythm in the chaos.”
(End of Chapter 43)
Brothers, go go go!!!
Chapter 44: Stumbling Scales on the Prism Spectrum (Old Version)
Morning dew condensed on the jagged edges of the gear vines, turning the crib guardrail that Xingke had kicked off last night into a string of crystal wind chimes. Half a cherry blossom was stuck in the gap of each gear, and the sound of rotation was no longer a metallic friction sound, but a sound similar to the flow of chakra when a Konoha ninja made a seal. Su Yin discovered that these gears, warmed by body temperature, were rotating at the same frequency as Xingke’s breathing, and the fluorescent veins growing between the teeth were clearly the symbiotic form of the roots of the sacred tree and the mechanical circuit.
“The Mist Core people’s icebreaker ran aground on the surface of the Chakra Sea.” Bai caught the ice crystal beacon that penetrated through the door. The tips of the ice that should have been sharp actually grew fluffy Chakra tentacles. “Their navigation system simultaneously received star maps from thirteen different civilizations. The gears on the bottom of the ship are translating the glacier cracks into ancient spells from the Book of Formations.”
Xing Ke sat on the tatami and tore the light cocoon bandage. The fragments of bandage he touched floated in the air and automatically pieced together to form a symbiotic model of the miniature gear city and the roots of the sacred tree. When he pressed a cherry blossom petal on the center of the gear set, all the metal parts were suddenly covered with a layer of translucent bark texture, but they still fit together accurately – this was the second stage of the manifestation of “chaotic rhythm”: the essential properties of matter began to accept the definition of “contradictory symbiosis”.
Su Yin’s palm felt the vibration of the Concept Elder, not a new poem, but a chaotic chakra wave. When he sank his perception into the chakra sea, he found that the surface of the concept crystal representing “chaotic rhythm” was emerging with thousands of star-carved footprints. Each footprint was absorbing the spectrum of different civilizations: the steel blue of the gear city, the fluorescent green of the sacred tree, and the icy white of the mist core people, which were merging into a flowing rainbow bridge on the surface of the crystal. At the other end of the bridge was a civilization spectrum that had never been recorded before – a gilded color between solid and liquid.
“It’s Jin’s memory crystallization feeding back.” Bai pointed at the two-color tree that suddenly grew in the courtyard. The trunk was made of the alloy material of Gear City, but the branches were blooming with the chakra cherry blossoms of the sacred tree. “The blood from Xingke’s fingertips when he fell yesterday is now condensing into micro prisms in the cracks of the bark. Each prism is refracting all the chakra patterns he has touched in the past six months.”
As the midday sun shone through the glazed tiles, the gear edge of the Uchiha clan emblem suddenly projected Boruto’s shadow clone. Naruto fell into the courtyard holding his son, who was wrapped in light butterflies. The mechanical butterfly in Boruto’s palm was using its sawtooth wings to cut chakra, weaving Naruto’s Nine-Tails chakra into a cherry blossom-shaped light shield – this was the result of the two people’s repeated experiments in the training ground last night, but at the moment when Xing Ke clapped his hands, water marks of the Mist Core Man’s ice crystal spell appeared on the surface of the light shield.
“Shikamaru said this is a ‘cross-civilization resonance defect.'” Naruto rubbed his forehead. The Nine-Tails’ chakra coat was dotted with the heat dissipation holes of the gear city. “When we were practicing the Tailed Beast Cannon yesterday, cherry blossom branches suddenly grew out of the muzzle, breaking down the chakra shock wave into soothing sound waves. Now the medical team of the Shinobi Alliance has discovered that the wounded who were hit by this sound wave will automatically generate a defensive texture corresponding to their bloodline limit when their wounds heal.”
Deep in the chakra sea, the rainbow bridge built by the residual image of Xingke’s footprints was materializing. Su Yin saw through the data link of the survivors of the sacred tree that the mechanical prophet of the gear city was aligning twelve gear shafts with the rainbow bridge, and each shaft end was inlaid with a pitch-shifting gear that absorbed Xingke’s body temperature; while the Ice Council of the Mist Core people cultivated cherry blossom roots that could conduct chakra under the ice layer, trying to calibrate the vibration frequency of the rainbow bridge with low-temperature rhythm.
The most amazing change happened when Xing Ke was taking a nap. The ripples on his soles unconsciously swept across the ground, and the tatami immediately showed a holographic projection of the “Tree of Possibility of Choice”: on the left branch, the mechanical guards of the Gear City were installing the power core on the seedling of the sacred tree; in the right branch, the cells of the first generation of Hokage sealed in ice crystals by the Mist Core Man were undergoing autonomous fission; and in the center of the trunk, the chaotic primordial power of the chakra sea and Xing Ke’s body temperature fluctuations formed a perfect spiral resonance – this was the embodiment of the “symbiotic singularity” predicted by the Concept Elder.
“He reconstructed the basic grammar of chakra in his sleep.” Bai stared at the two-color chakra ball floating on Xingke’s fingertips. The burning nine-tail flame and the frozen mist core spell were achieving a dynamic balance on the surface of the sphere. “Just like a ninja merges chakras of different attributes into a bloodline limit, Xingke is transforming the characteristics of civilization into new chakra attributes. The ‘precise fluctuations’ of gears and the ‘disordered rhythm’ of cherry blossoms are now perceptible chakra frequency bands.”
At dusk, the first resonance sounded from the Rainbow Bridge. The glazed tiles of the Uchiha clan suddenly turned toward the chakra sea, and each tile became a miniature prism, refracting Xingke’s body temperature into thirteen greetings from different civilizations. The mechanical nightingale of the Gear City played “Konoha Lullaby” with cherry wood gears, and the ice harp of the Mist Core people resonated the rhythm of the gears under the ice. In the data link of the survivors of the God Tree, countless light spots were migrating along the residual image of Xingke’s footprints, sowing “symbiotic spores” at each civilization node.
Xing Ke called out “Dad” clearly for the first time in the twilight, with the click of gears and the rustle of cherry blossoms falling in his voice. Su Yin caught the child and found that the whole view of the chakra sea was reflected in his eyes – tens of millions of civilization nodes were connecting autonomously, and each connection point was flashing with the fluorescence of Xing Ke’s footprints, and the resonance frequency of all the nodes was exactly the heartbeat rhythm of the baby when he called out “Dad” for the first time.
“The Concept Elder’s new poem is growing on the gear vines.” Bai pointed to the glowing patterns that covered the outer wall. There was a forked rhyme at the end of the thirteenth line of the poem, “‘When the first cry calibrated the thirteen-fold spectrum, all the wounds of civilization began to flow with moonlight of the same temperature.'” She gently touched the spiral pattern on Xingke’s palm, where extremely fine threads of light were oozing out, quietly stitching the gears of the Uchiha clan emblem with the root network of the sacred tree.
Late at night, the first “symbiotic lighthouse” rose in the middle of the chakra sea. On the tower, which was made of gear city alloy and the synapse of the sacred tree, all the footprints of Xing Ke from gnawing on the wooden sword to running for the first time were played in a loop. When the mechanical fleet of Gear City and the icebreaker of the Mist Core arrived at the lighthouse at the same time, the weapon systems of both sides automatically switched to the “rhythmic scanning” invented by Xing Ke when he was playing – using the temperature difference of chakra fluctuations, rather than energy intensity, to identify friendly forces.
Bai looked at Xingke sleeping in the crib. The marks on his soles were particularly clear in the moonlight. Each ripple was like a stone thrown into the water, and the ripples were spreading in light years. The gear gaps and cherry saw teeth that were once considered defects have now become the notes of the universe. She suddenly realized that the ultimate form of the so-called “chaotic rhythm” might be to let every civilization learn to walk with different steps in Xingke’s toddler steps, but share the same heartbeat.
Su Yin gently placed the wooden sword covered with teeth marks on the Xingke pillow. The miniature cherry blossoms were absorbing the moonlight from the teeth marks and growing. The gear vines on the scabbard suddenly disassembled themselves, reorganizing Naruto’s Rasengan and Boruto’s light butterfly pattern – this is the symbiotic mark that the Chaos Rhythm gave to the first and new generation of ninjas. When the first dewdrop dripped from the tip of the gear and spread thirteen colors of water marks on the tatami, the concept crystallization deep in the chakra sea finally completed its first complete breath from “possibility” to “reality”.
(End of Chapter 44)
Brothers, go go go ahh …
Chapter 45: The chord of civilization on the resonant tuning fork (old version)
The morning mist, carrying the smell of engine oil from Gear City and the fragrance of herbs from the sacred tree, poured into the Uchiha clan’s territory. Xing Ke grabbed the edge of the tatami and practiced standing. Every time the ripple marks on the soles of his feet touched the ground, they would arouse a resonance ring of the corresponding civilization on the surface of the chakra sea. The steel-blue ring patterns of Gear City showed the beating frequency of a mechanical heart, the fluorescent green rings of the sacred tree grew a synaptic model of the chakra root system, and the lightest gold ring in the center was slowly outlining the outline of a gilded civilization that had not yet appeared.
“The Ice Crystal Council of the Mist Core People requests to share Xing Ke’s dream data.” Bai caught the ice beacon floating on the door frame. The surface of the beacon was no longer condensed with cold spells, but the chakra fluctuations emitted by Xing Ke in his sleep last night. “Their prophet said that the sound of gears turning and glaciers breaking in the child’s dream is activating the “symbiotic memory fragments” in the gene chain of the Mist Core People – that is the frozen data of their civilization when it first encountered the sacred tree 100,000 years ago.”
Xing Ke suddenly lost his balance and fell. The moment his palm pressed on the floor, the gear vines growing in the wood grain automatically transformed into cushions, with the serrated edges covered with cherry blossom fluff. Su Yin noticed that this fall no longer caused chaotic ripples in the chakra sea, but the synchronous vibration of thirteen civilization spectra – it was as if each civilization was using Xing Ke’s stumble to calibrate the tuning fork frequency of its own evolution. When the child giggled, the first mechanical cherry blossom bloomed on the top of the gear vine. The serrations on the edge of the petals could accurately cut chakra, but they automatically became blunt when they came into contact with the skin.
“The memory crystal of Jin has experienced a spectrum split.” The new poem of the Concept Elder appeared on the ceiling with the rhythm of gears meshing. Thirteen colored light bands were embedded between the twelve lines of the old poem. “The survivors of the Divine Tree have detected that Xing Ke’s temperature fluctuations are reconstructing the ‘civilization spectrum’ of the chakra sea. Now each civilization node can receive the basic chakra frequency bands of other civilizations, just as naturally as a ninja learning the basic three-body technique.”
At noon, Naruto led Boruto, who was covered in gear debris, into the courtyard. The mechanical butterflies in Boruto’s palm were autonomously disassembling Naruto’s Rasengan, converting the high-speed rotating chakra into light gears that could be spliced. When these gears collided with the cherry blossom petals thrown by Xing Ke, they merged into a light pen that could write prophecies in the air. “Shikamaru is going crazy.” Naruto swung his arms, revealing a wristband woven with gears and leaves at his cuffs. “The communication crows of the Shinobi Alliance can now understand the mechanical language of the Gear City. Yesterday, a crow actually drew the ice crystal array of the Mist Core Man with its wings.”
Deep in the chakra sea, the rainbow bridge built by the residual image of Xingke’s footprints was emitting light. Su Yin saw through the synapse of the sacred tree that the mechanical craftsmen of the gear city were installing “resonance regulators” on the bridge body, each regulator was engraved with Xingke’s milk tooth marks; the mist core people used ice crystals to seal the temperature of Xingke’s first tears and embedded them in the core of the bridge body as a “chaos balancer”. The most shocking thing was that the gilded spectrum area finally appeared – it was a civilization composed of liquid metal and gaseous chakra, and the bodies of its residents could freely switch between the forms of gears and cherry blossoms.
With Boruto’s help, Hoshitaki took two shaky steps for the first time. The chakras of the two children produced an optical miracle at the moment of contact: the light gears on Boruto’s fingertips projected a panoramic view of Konoha Ninja School, while the cherry blossom petals on Hoshitaki’s palm grew the aerial track of Gear City on the screen. Where the two overlapped, a “chaotic rhythm map” jointly drawn by students from the two schools emerged. When their palms hit each other, the symbiotic lighthouse in the center of the chakra sea suddenly burst into rainbow light rain. Each drop of light rain carried the basic skills of a certain civilization – the mechanical curse seal of Gear City, the ice crystal forging technique of the Mist Core Man, and the shadow clone technique of Konoha, which were being reorganized with Hoshitaki’s heartbeat as the frequency.
“He is creating a common ninjutsu across civilizations.” Bai looked at the Light Rain Manual floating in the air and found that each technique was marked as “needing to mix the chakra frequency bands of three or more civilizations.” “Just like a ninja must master both fire and water to use steam, danger, and violence, the current common techniques require understanding the “resonant frequency of precision and disorder” – the afterimage of Xingke’s footprints is the hand seal of these techniques.”
At dusk, the first messenger of the Gilded Civilization arrived at the Symbiotic Lighthouse. When the flowing metallic mist touched Xingke’s fingertips, it automatically condensed into a human figure interwoven with gears and cherry blossoms. His voice carried the harmony of the clicking of mechanical gears and falling cherry blossoms: “We are ‘spectral nomads’, drifting in the chakra sea for seven epochs, until we heard your first cry and calibrated the frequency bands of all civilizations.” The projection of the wooden sword that Xingke had bitten appeared in the palm of the messenger. The symbiotic form of gears and cherry blossoms was exactly the “mark of creation” in the legend of their civilization.
Xing Ke suddenly reached out and touched the messenger’s body of light mist, and the spectrum of the gilded civilization immediately changed miraculously: the trajectory of the metal flow began to imitate the arc of the falling cherry blossoms, and the precision bearings of the gear city were embedded in the gaseous structure of the chakra. The messenger trembled with joy: “We finally understand the ‘perfection of imperfections’ – it turns out that the evolution of civilization is not to eliminate heterogeneity, but to let the precision of the gears and the disorder of the cherry blossoms carve each other’s contours like you chewed on the wooden sword.”
Late at night, the new poem of the Concept Elder appeared completely on the gear of the Uchiha clan emblem. The thirteenth line of rhyme split into thirteen branches, each pointing to a different spectrum of civilization:
“When the thirteen tuning forks resonate in the staggering way,
All the gears of civilization began to write poems for the cherry petals,
And every wave of the Chakra Ocean,
They are all chords with body temperature that overflow from the footprints carved by the stars. “
Bai looked at the afterimages of Hoshiki and Boruto dancing in the rain of light. The chakras of the two children were weaving the skills of different civilizations into a glowing bond. When Boruto picked up Hoshiki with his shadow clone reinforced by the gear seal and leaped towards the symbiotic lighthouse, their shadows cast a forehead pattern of gears and leaves intertwined on the glazed tiles – that was the new mark that the new generation of ninjas would wear, symbolizing the symbiosis of chaos and order.
Su Yin gently stroked the wooden sword that Xing Ke had bitten, and found that the liquid metal of the Gilded Civilization was condensed deep in the tooth marks, forming a perfect circuit with the chakra veins of Sakura. When the first meteor streaked across the chakra sea, the mechanical clock of the Gear City and the Ice Timer of the Mist Core Man struck at the same time, and the ripple marks on the soles of Xing Ke’s feet finally appeared completely – it was a spiral pattern surrounded by thirteen civilization spectra, with the first tooth mark of his life embedded in the center, which looked very much like the original resonance core of the universe with body temperature.
(End of Chapter 45)
Chapter 46: Resonant Ripples on the Spiral Emblem (Old Version)
The morning dew condensed into thirteen colored spots on the spiral emblem on the soles of Xing Ke’s feet, and each spot of light corresponded to the morning bell of a civilization in the chakra sea – the steam clock of the gear city rang with a mechanical down-tune, the ice clock of the mist core people rang out cold overtones, and the cicada chirping barrier of Konoha was mixed with the clicking rhythm of metal gears for the first time. Boruto squatted on the edge of the tatami and used the gear seal to imprint Xing Ke’s footprints on the back of the Konoha forehead protector. The intersection of the dark green leaves and the silver-gray gears was oozing with a golden chakra halo.
“The first resonance agreement of the Spectral Council has arrived.” Bai held the half-melted ice crystal beacon, and thirteen civilization spectrum negotiation ripples floated on the surface of the beacon. “Gear City requires the sharing of the ‘disorder calibration wave’ generated when the star staggered, and the Mist Core People want to seal the chakra fluctuations when his milk teeth fell off – they said that these imperfect growth traces are the ‘chaos key’ to break the solidification of civilization.”
Su Yin stared at the projection of the chakra sea and found that the halos representing each civilization were adjusting their orbits spontaneously: the steel-blue halos of the gear city had a cherry blossom-shaped buffer structure growing on the edge, the ice crystal halos of the mist core people had the veins of Konoha leaves etched on the surface, and the gilded halos flowed like liquid metal, constantly swallowing and fusing the fragments of other halos. When Xing Ke poked the projection with his finger dipped in rice paste, the thirteen halos suddenly vibrated synchronously, spelling out the simple spiral pattern that Boruto taught him to draw yesterday on the sea surface – that was the traditional mark of the Konoha ninja, but at this moment it was reconstructed by the sawtooth of the gear and the veins of cherry blossoms.
“Shikamaru’s tactical sandbox is rebelling.” Naruto rushed into the courtyard with a messy head of gears and clockwork. The symbiotic wristbands on his cuffs were oozing fluorescent green sacred tree sap. “Last night, all Sharingan illusion projections automatically loaded the Mist Core Man’s ice crystal refraction formula. Even Shino’s parasitic bugs began to communicate using the sound wave frequency of the Gear City. The weirdest thing is that Kakashi’s copy ninjutsu can suddenly copy the mechanical curse seal of the Gear City – he can now summon a mechanical crow with a lightning pattern.”
Xing Ke suddenly grabbed the gear decoration on Boruto’s sleeve and stuffed it into his mouth. The metal tooth tip automatically became blunt when it touched the baby teeth, turning into cherry blossom-flavored chakra gummy candy. This action did not cause disorder in the chakra sea, but the synchronous “swallowing” fluctuations of the thirteen civilization spectra – just like each civilization was reconstructing its own acceptance mechanism for “external energy” through Xing Ke’s taste experience. The light gear on Boruto’s fingertips took the opportunity to sneak into Xing Ke’s palm, resonating with the spiral emblem, and unexpectedly projected a mini version of the symbiotic lighthouse in the air, with the chakra silhouettes of children from various civilizations floating on the top of the tower.
“The new poem of the Concept Elder has appeared in the Uchiha Mirror Hall.” Su Yin pointed to the light and shadow matrix composed of gears and Sharingan. The thirteen lines of poetry were presented in three ways: steel stamp, ice engraving, and ink dyeing. “‘When the milk teeth bite the metal, the spectrum weaves a new star map on the taste buds – every gear of civilization needs the saliva of babies to lubricate, and every vein of cherry blossoms hides the pulse of machinery.'”
At noon, the ice crystal airship of the Mist Core People landed on the top of the sacred tree. When the hatch was opened, it was not cold air that overflowed, but mechanical hot air mixed with the scent of cherry blossoms. They modified the temperature control system of the airship, used the waste heat circulation device of the Gear City to melt the ice crystals, and then purified them into breathable chakra mist through the roots of the sacred tree. The elder of the Ice Crystal Council, who was in the lead, had a translucent mechanical crystal body, and the ice crystal core on his chest was embedded with the eyelashes that fell during the Xingke Hundred Days Banquet.
“We found the ‘prehistoric resonance fragments’ at the bottom of the glacier.” The elder’s voice was like the collision of ice spikes but with body temperature. The memory ice crystals he handed over contained the scene of the first encounter between the sacred tree and the Mist Core People a hundred thousand years ago. “The chakra sea was monochrome at that time, until a baby’s cry created thirteen cracks on the surface of the glacier – exactly matching the spiral emblem on the sole of Xingke’s foot.”
Boruto suddenly pointed at the chakra sea and exclaimed, only to see that the light wheels representing various civilizations were constructing a three-dimensional matrix similar to the ninja seal with Xing Ke’s footprints as the center. When Xing Ke unconsciously posed in an “unstable” shaking posture, a materialized common ninjutsu model condensed in the center of the matrix: the mechanical prosthesis of the Gear City was covered with the healing seal of the sacred tree, the ice crystal armor of the Mist Core Man flowed with the chakra flow patterns of Konoha, and the liquid metal coat of the Gilded Civilization was weaving these heterogeneous structures into a deformable symbiotic armor.
“He is instinctively deducing the order of seals for civilization-level ninjutsu.” Bai caught the floating armor model and found that every joint was engraved with the number of times Xingke fell when he was learning to walk. “Just like a ninja mastering a technique through repeated practice, every time Xingke stumbles, he is “calibrating the resonance frequency” for the cross-civilization ninjutsu. Look here – the groove on the chest of the armor matches the tooth mark when he first changed his teeth.”
At dusk, the messenger of the Spectral Nomads descended again, this time in the form of the shadow of Boruto and Hoshiki dancing together, with the chakra spectrum of the two children flowing on the surface of the liquid metal. The messenger’s palm unfolded the blueprint of the “resonance corridor” that emerged from the depths of the chakra sea. The thirteen corridors corresponded to the important nodes in Hoshiki’s growth: the first smile, the first fall, and the first call of “brother” (although the pronunciation was vague).
“The building materials of the corridor are your interactive afterimages.” The messenger’s voice was crisp like Boruto’s light gears and soft like Hoshiki’s cherry blossom petals. “The action that Boruto taught Hoshiki to throw stones is condensing into a ‘kinetic energy conversion seal’ on the wall of the corridor; the moment Hoshiki grabbed Boruto’s forehead protector, it gave birth to a ‘disorder interface’ that can fuse different chakra attributes. These seemingly disordered daily routines are actually the most sophisticated resonance equations in the universe.”
Late at night, when Xing Ke took seven steps for the first time under Boruto’s protection, the Symbiotic Lighthouse in the center of the Chakra Sea suddenly split into thirteen beams of light, each connected to a core hub of civilization. The mechanical heart of the Gear City began to imitate the heartbeat frequency of Xing Ke, the roots of the God Tree grew a heating circuit under the glacier of the Mist Core Man, and the roof of the Konoha Ninja School was automatically assembling a new training facility with gears and leaves intertwined.
Su Yin held the wooden sword with teeth marks on it and found that thirteen shallow marks appeared on the hilt at some point, corresponding to Xing Ke’s thirteen steps. When the wooden sword resonated with the chakra sea, the sword body projected a future scene: Boruto led a group of teenagers wearing symbiotic forehead guards to practice transforming the Rasengan into a spliced ​​light gear in the resonance corridor; the children of the Mist Core used ice crystals to seal Xing Ke’s smile as a “chaos reagent” to fight against the solidification of civilization; and the Spectral Nomads found the “original code” in Xing Ke’s milk tooth marks that allows all civilization spectra to switch forms freely.
Elder Concept’s new poem appeared on the tree rings along with the morning mist. This time, the rhyme became thirteen beacons of different forms, flying to various civilizations:
“When thirteen stumbling gears are engraved into the universe,
The baby’s saliva dissolves the boundaries of civilization,
Every fall is a rearrangement of the star map,
And the tides of the Chakra Ocean,
The spiral emblem that always points toward the child’s palm –
That imperfect resonance point with body temperature.”
Bai watched Hoshiko fall asleep in Boruto’s arms. The chakras of the two children were weaving into a glowing umbilical cord along the spiral emblem, connecting every corner of the chakra sea. The gears on Boruto’s cuffs were entangled with the vines of the sacred tree at some point, and the emblem on Hoshiko’s soles was transforming the moonlight into thirteen-color resonance waves, gently tapping the sleeping hearts of every civilization.
Deep in the chakra sea, in the dark area that was once thought to be the source of chaos, a light mark that completely corresponds to the Star Emblem is now emerging. Su Yin’s pupils shrank suddenly – it was an existence older than the Spectrum Nomad, and its form was like an unengaged gear and an unbloomed cherry blossom, slowly adjusting its own resonance frequency with the rhythm of Star Emblem’s breathing.
(End of Chapter 46)
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Chapter 47: Primal Gears in Dark Zone Echoes (Old Version)
The mechanical pigeons of the gear city floating in the morning mist blew the morning news with the piccolo tune of Konoha for the first time. Xing Ke was lying on the baby bed woven by the roots of the sacred tree. The spiral emblem on the soles of his feet unconsciously swept across the gear wind chimes at the head of the bed. The thirteen cherry blossom-shaped metal pieces immediately played the low-frequency resonance of the chakra sea – that was the prehistoric resonance cavity under the glacier of the Mist Core Man responding. Boruto was using the liquid metal of the gilded civilization to outline the Konoha forehead guard. Where the pen tip passed, the outlines of the gears and leaves automatically merged into the distorted fingerprint shape of Xing Ke.
“The light traces in the dark area are replicating Xingke’s breathing frequency.” Su Yin stared at the projection of the chakra sea. A translucent gear set emerged from the edge of the originally chaotic dark area. Each tooth pattern corresponded to the folds of the tatami that Xingke had pressed out when he turned over last night. “The monitor of the Spectral Nomad shows that the material of those gears is ‘undefined chakra state’ – the same original material as the original seed of the sacred tree and the first mechanical heart of the gear city.”
Xing Ke suddenly uttered a vague syllable, and his chubby finger pointed at the symbiotic emblem on Boruto’s forehead guard. This action caused the gear set in the dark zone of the chakra sea to vibrate violently, and it actually spelled out in the void the graffiti that Boruto drew when he was five years old – a half-piece of gear stuck in the crooked Rasengan, but now it was transformed into a materialized “resonance regulator” by the energy of the dark zone. As soon as the light gear on Boruto’s fingertips touched the regulator, the fingerprint emblem on the forehead guard projected the temperature of breast milk in Xing Ke’s memory, forming a perfect three-phase balance with the steam heat of the gear city and the coldness of the ice crystals of the mist core man.
“There’s something wrong with Kakashi-sensei’s copy eye.” Naruto rushed into the courtyard holding a kunai covered with ice crystal cracks. The edge of the blade was not condensed with Raikiri but the sound wave curse seal of the Gear City. “He just copied the ice crystal clone of the Mist Core Man in the Anbu training ground, and the roots of the sacred tree grew inside the clone. Now the ice crystal man is hugging the wooden stake in the training ground and humming the Konoha Lullaby.”
Bai caught the chakra droplets dripping from the ice edge of the door frame and found that the image of Xing Ke yawning this morning was sealed inside the droplets. When the droplets merged into the chakra sea, the gear set in the dark area suddenly began to simulate the chewing action of a baby – every time the teeth bite, the basic data of the corresponding civilization will be extracted: the mechanical seal formula of the gear city, the genetic map of the mist core people, and the schedule of the ninja school in Konoha are being boiled into a new civilization foundation in the depths of the dark area with Xing Ke’s saliva as the solvent.
“The new poem of the Concept Elder has appeared on the gears in the Dark Zone.” Su Yin pointed to the flashing metal poem in the projection. The thirteen lines of words were written with teeth bite marks, mud marks of learning to walk, and drool marks. “‘When the gears in the Dark Zone began to imitate the gums of a baby, the first cry of the universe was rewriting the formula of entropy – the perfection of every civilization is the light that leaked out when the original chaos bit together.'”
At noon, the messenger of the Spectral Nomads descended in the translucent form of a dark zone gear, with the chakra fluctuations of Xing Ke’s bedwetting last night flowing on his body surface. The messenger held in his palm the “original resonance fragments” collected from the edge of the dark zone, each fragment reflecting the embryonic form of a civilization before it differentiated: the mechanical heart of the gear city was originally a breathing metal cocoon, the ice crystal core of the Mist Core Man was once a water ball wrapped in the pollen of the sacred tree, and the chakra circuit of the Konoha ninja was exactly the same as the tooth pattern of the dark zone gear.
“We found the engagement record of the ‘Genesis Gear Set’ in the fragments.” The messenger’s voice was like the rotation of a rusty gear, but with a milky aroma. “The glacier cracks caused by the first encounter between the sacred tree and the Mist Core People 100,000 years ago were actually the resonance channel opened up by the original gear set for the new civilization – and the spiral emblem on the sole of the star is the modern manifestation of that gear set.”
Boruto suddenly picked up Xing Ke and let his little hand touch the dark zone projection. As soon as the temperature of the baby’s fingertips touched the gear fragments, thirteen civilization spectra simultaneously poured energy into the dark zone: the steam of the gear city melted the chaos membrane on the surface of the fragments, the ice crystals of the mist core condensed the data into a readable light wedge, and the chakra of Konoha wrapped these original codes like milk. The most shocking thing was that Xing Ke’s unconscious grasping action actually made the fragments spell out Boruto’s childhood guardian spell – that was the safety net woven by Hinata with chakra to prevent him from falling from the tree.
“He is reconstructing the original memory bank of civilization.” Bai looked at the suspended light wedge matrix and found that each light wedge was engraved with the tatami sawdust from Xingke’s fingernails. “Just like a ninja summoning a spirit beast through spiritualism, Xingke is using his own body data to awaken the ’embryo of civilization’ sealed at the bottom of the chakra sea. Look at this – the tooth pattern of the gear in the dark zone is exactly the same as the crack on the wooden sword he used to grab the first birthday at the 100-day banquet.”
At dusk, the dull sound of gears turning came from the depths of the chakra sea. Thirteen half-buried ancient lighthouses emerged from the edge of the dark zone. On the top of each lighthouse, there was an object related to Xing Ke’s growth: the first clogs he wore, the pacifier he chewed, and the mechanical butterfly Boruto gave him. When Xing Ke’s spiral emblem swept across these lighthouses, the towers immediately projected the images of the ancestors of various civilizations – the first generation of craftsmen in the gear city got inspiration for mechanical seals from the crying of babies, the prophet of the Mist Core People saw the new trajectory of the glacier flow from the drooling of infants, and the ancestor of the ninja of Konoha actually realized the resonance principle of physical skills from the fist-swinging movements of the swaddled baby.
“They are all witnesses of the ‘Primitive Resonance Era.'” The Spectral Nomad Messenger’s body merged into the lighthouse projection, transforming into the chakra shadows of the ancestors and modern children. “The baby from 100,000 years ago had the same spiral emblem as Xing Ke – it turns out that the civilization cycle of the chakra sea uses the ‘baby’s defects’ as the restart key.”
Late at night, when Hoshika clearly called out “Ni-chan” (brother) for the first time in Boruto’s story, the original gear set in the dark zone suddenly burst into a rainbow light explosion. Thirteen lighthouses lit up at the same time, and the light beams spelled out a huge spiral emblem on the surface of the chakra sea. The center position was the overlapping handprints of the two children – Boruto’s gear curse seal and Hoshika’s cherry blossom petal veins, rewriting the resonance equation of the universe.
Su Yin held the wooden sword covered with teeth marks and found that the thirteen notches on the hilt were oozing the original energy of the dark zone. In the future scene projected by the sword, the new generation of ninjas led by Boruto were using “growth afterimages” as weapons: transforming the chakra fluctuations when the baby teeth fell out into sonic blades that broke the solidification of civilization, and weaving the trajectory of falling when learning to walk into a symbiotic network that trapped the war machine. And Xing Ke, a child surrounded by the thirteen-fold civilization spectrum, was forging the chakra smile when Boruto ruffled his hair into a wedge of peace with body temperature that could stop all gears from biting.
The new poem of the Concept Elder appeared in the roots of the sacred tree as the gears of the Dark Zone turned. This time, the rhyme turned into thirteen milk teeth-shaped light letters, flying to every corner of the chakra sea:
“When the dark zone gears bit the baby’s first ‘brother’,
The 100,000-year-old cocoon of civilization cracked open with milky light.
Each prehistoric beacon replays the temperature of lactation,
And the tide of the Chakra Ocean,
Following the spiral lines of baby’s fingertips –
Towards the morning when all civilizations have not yet learned to fear difference.
Bai watched Hoshiko sleeping in Boruto’s arms. The milk stains on the corners of the child’s mouth turned into lubricating oil for the gears in the dark zone in the projection of the chakra sea, and the symbiotic emblem on Boruto’s forehead gently wrapped around Hoshiko’s spiral emblem like the palm of an elder brother. Deep in the chakra sea, the original gears that were once thought to be the source of chaos were now slowly turning to the beat of the baby’s heartbeat. The glimmer of light leaking between each tooth pattern was the imperfect tenderness of the first cry that crushed the perfect order when the universe was first created.
In the deepest part of the chakra sea, a being older than the spectral nomad opened its “eyes” – a symbiotic being composed of undifferentiated gears and cherry blossoms, with the spiral emblem on the soles of the star-carved feet reflected in its pupils. It vibrated gently, shaking off the dust of a hundred thousand years of civilization, ready to welcome this resonant core with a milky scent that rewrote the laws of the universe with its first steps.
(End of Chapter 47)
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Chapter 48: Light Signal of Milk Teeth and Solidified Cracks (Old Version)
As the morning light penetrated the roots of the sacred tree, Xing Ke was lying on Boruto’s back, chewing on the tassel of the wooden sword. The chakra melted by his saliva precipitated thirteen translucent light particles at the teeth marks on the hilt – that was the sound wave crystallization of the off-tune lullaby he unconsciously hummed last night. The gear seal on Boruto’s forehead suddenly rippled, and the fingerprint emblem on the forehead guard was like a living metal vine, climbing up the wooden sword along the trajectory of the spiral emblem on Xing Ke’s sole, weaving the baby’s milk teeth bite marks and the forging secret language of the first generation of craftsmen in the gear city into a new resonant frequency.
“Solidified cracks appeared at the edge of the dark zone.” Su Yin’s voice came from the projection of the chakra sea. In the image, the Mist Core Glacier was losing its icy luster at a speed visible to the naked eye, transforming into the metallic texture of the mechanical seal of the Gear City. “The Spectral Nomads detected that the frequency of the crack expansion is completely synchronized with the loosening cycle of Xing Ke’s second lower incisor, the deciduous tooth that fell last week.”
Bai caught the chakra slime dripping from Xingke’s fingers and found that the memory fragments of the prophet of the Mist Core Man were suspended in the slime: 100,000 years ago, when the first baby cried in the crack of the glacier, the prophet saw from the reflection of the ice crystals on the baby’s eyelashes that the trajectory of the glacier flow was no longer a perfect hexagonal symmetry, but a spiral fold imitating the baby’s fist. At this moment, the fragments were disintegrating in the slime, turning into rust on the steam pipes of the Gear City, but were shaken into tiny wedges of light by Xingke’s sudden sneeze, re-spelling the original runes on the ice edge of the Mist Core Man.
“Solidification is the disease of civilization refusing reincarnation.” The new poem of the concept elder first appeared in the annual rings of the sacred tree in the form of milk teeth. The thirteen light letters were embedded in the tatami marks of Xingke’s bedwetting last night. “When the glacier forgets that it was once a water ball wrapped in the pollen of the sacred tree, when the gear refuses to admit that it was originally a breathing metal cocoon, the chakra sea will form a civilization stone that rejects chaos – and the medicine for treatment is hidden in the bloody smell of the baby’s first tooth replacement.”
Boruto suddenly felt his forehead protector getting hot, and the symbiotic emblem projected the image of Xing Ke’s milk teeth that were about to fall out. He instinctively held the wooden sword across the baby, and the tooth marks on the sword body resonated with the metal lines of the dark zone cracks, and actually cut a milky white crack on the surface of the solidified glacier – that was the embodiment of Hinata’s chakra frequency when she was breastfeeding, just like a mother’s fingers gently prying open the solidified shell of civilization. What came out of the crack was not the steam of the Gear City or the ice crystals of the Mist Core People, but the original chakra flow mixed with the scent of tatami wood and baby powder.
“Look! The cracks are growing the pattern of a baby’s hair.” Bai pointed at the gradually softening metal glacier in the projection. The fine hair traces on Xingke’s neck emerged between the originally neat gear teeth. “When the solid civilization rejected foreign energy, it absorbed the residual image of Xingke’s growth instead – just like when a ninja uses a substitution technique, he will be stained with the body fragrance of the caster. Their defense mechanism is transforming the ‘imprint of an imperfect childhood’ into the key to its own spell.”
Naruto rushed into the laboratory holding Xing Ke, who was covered in light wedges. The child was chewing on a metal feather that fell from the mechanical pigeon in Gear City. The chakra that seeped out from the tooth marks actually made the feather grow fluffy light threads again. “Kakashi-sensei’s copy eye has recovered!” Naruto raised the kunai. The edge of the blade was no longer condensed with the gear sound wave curse seal, but the unique blue-white current of Raikiri. However, the edge of the current was entangled with the light and shadow of sawdust on the wooden sword when Xing Ke was doing the week-long ceremony. “He said that when he copied the solidified mist core man, he suddenly flashed a memory of breaking his front teeth when he was six years old. As a result, a cherry blossom bloomed in the roots of the sacred tree in his body.”
The Spectral Nomad Messenger descended in the translucent form of a pacifier, with the frequency of Xingke’s sobbing during the nightmare last night flowing on the surface of his body. “The core of the solidified civilization is in the mechanical center of the gear city.” The messenger’s voice was filled with the gurgling sound of a bottle being sucked dry. The dark area fragment held in his palm showed that the mechanical heart was removing all the resonance codes related to “baby crying”. “They believe that the creation gear set 100,000 years ago was a design flaw, and they tried to rewrite the resonance equation of the chakra sea with a perfect mathematical formula.”
Boruto suddenly remembered the doodles he drew when he was five years old – the pattern of gears stuck in the Rasengan, which was now suspended in the chakra sea in the form of a light wedge matrix. He pressed Xing Ke’s little hand on the fragments, and the tatami sawdust between the baby’s fingernails immediately merged into the formula of the mechanical center, twisting the perfect gear meshing angle into the arc of a swaying ankle when learning to walk. The most amazing thing was that the chakra fluctuations when Xing Ke clearly said “pain” for the first time actually etched the ripples of Hinata’s humming when coaxing him to take medicine on the surface of the mechanical heart.
“The essence of the solidification of civilization is the fear of ‘defects’.” Su Yin turned the wooden sword covered with teeth marks, and the sword body projected the memories of the craftsmen in Gear City: when the first mechanical heart began to simulate the heartbeat of a baby, the first generation of craftsmen could not accept the irregular beating frequency and forcibly implanted perfect equidistant gears. “Now the star-carved milk teeth are knocking on their civilization cocoon – every fallen milk tooth is a keyhole left in time by the creation gear set.”
At dusk, Xingke’s second baby tooth finally fell off. At the moment when the blood dripped into the sea of ​​chakra, thirteen prehistoric lighthouses simultaneously projected the memories of the ancestors of various civilizations changing their teeth: the prophet of the Mist Core buried the baby tooth in the glacier, so the ice layer gained cracks to accommodate the pollen of the sacred tree; the craftsman of the Gear City melted the baby tooth into the mechanical heart, allowing the metal cocoon to feel pain for the first time; and the ancestor of the Konoha ninja actually used the gap in the baby tooth as the rotation fulcrum of the Rasengan, and found that an imperfect grip could trigger a stronger chakra resonance.
“Brother… it hurts.” Xing Ke held up his bloody baby tooth and looked at Boruto. The symbiotic emblem on his forehead suddenly emitted a soft light, transforming the painful chakra fluctuations into the frequency of a lullaby. Deep in the dark area, the solidified gear center made a friction sound that was overwhelmed. The “baby defect codes” that were removed were pouring back from the holes of Xing Ke’s baby teeth, etching the bruises from falling when learning to walk, the stuttering and trembling when telling a lie for the first time, and even the chuckles when Boruto ruffled his hair on the surface of the metal gear.
Late at night, when Xing Ke fell asleep with a pacifier woven by Boruto with chakra, a huge array of milk teeth light letters emerged on the surface of the chakra sea. Each light letter was playing the childhood trauma of a different civilization: the destroyed mechanical baby in Gear City, the smoothed ice crystal milk teeth of the Mist Core Man, and the forbidden crying ninjutsu of Konoha. But when these painful images came into contact with the milk stains at the corners of Xing Ke’s mouth, they were like snow melted by the sun, gradually revealing the warmth at the bottom – the hot tears of the craftsman when the mechanical heart of Gear City beat for the first time, the scent of the pollen of the sacred tree that seeped in when the Mist Core Man’s glacier cracked for the first time, and the body temperature transmitted by the Konoha ninja when they hugged for the first time.
The new poem of the Concept Elder appeared in the roots of the sacred tree as the light of the milk tooth spread. This time, the rhyme was the faint bloodstains of the star-carved gums:
“When civilization smoothes out the last bite of a baby,
The gears will get stuck in the dream of perfect meshing.
But the blood drops when the baby teeth fall out,
Following the cracks in the Chakra Sea——
Watering all that civilization dares not admit,
A raw wound that longs to be embraced.”
Bai watched the light of the baby teeth on Xing Ke’s pillow vibrate gently, and found that each light was absorbing the metal debris of the solidified cracks and transforming them into soft light dust like baby powder. The fingerprint emblem on Boruto’s forehead now completely overlapped with the spiral emblem of Xing Ke, like the palm of an elder brother always protecting the cradle of his younger brother. Deep in the chakra sea, the set of primitive gears that were once considered defects by the gear city were rotating at the painful frequency of baby teeth falling out. The faint light leaking between each tooth pattern was the bloody tenderness that civilization finally learned to breathe between rejection and acceptance.
The body of the Spectral Nomad Messenger merged with the light of the baby teeth, turning into the chakra shadow of the ancestors when they changed their teeth: “When the first civilization began to collect baby teeth instead of destroying them, the chakra sea had antibodies to resist solidification. Boruto, do you still remember the baby teeth you hid under your pillow when you were seven years old? Now they are deep in the mechanical core of the Gear City, waiting for a mechanical baby to say “pain” for the first time like seeds waiting for spring.”
In the deepest part of the chakra sea, the ancient symbiotic organism composed of gears and cherry blossoms blinked its “eyes”, and the spiral emblem in its pupils became brighter due to the resonance of milk teeth. In the dust of civilization it shook off, the next mark of awakening emerged – the chakra fluctuations when Xing Ke lied for the first time, just like the new glaciers of the Mist Core People, condensed into an imperfect wedge of hope with a milky fragrance at the edge of the dark area.
(End of Chapter 48)
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Chapter 49: Light wedge and equilibrium paradox (old version)
The morning dew condensed in the roots of the sacred tree into the shape of Xing Ke’s footprints when he was learning to walk last night. The thirteen drops of dew reflected the rusted lines of the steam pipes in the gear city and the melting tracks of the cracks in the ice crystals of the mist core people. Boruto squatted on the tatami and used chakra to draw spiral patterns on Xing Ke’s palm to help him stand. The place where his fingertips touched suddenly showed the metallic luster of the gear curse seal – that was the forehead symbiotic emblem automatically analyzing the frequency of the baby’s muscle tremors when he staggered.
“Solid civilization begins to imitate perfect balance.” Su Yin’s voice came from the chakra sea projection. In the image, the mechanical pigeons of Gear City are replacing their original cherry blossom-shaped tail feathers with absolutely symmetrical triangular wings. “Their monitors show that the bending angle of Xingke’s knee joint when he fell for the third time this morning is being converted into data on the fatal weakness of the mechanical joints.”
Bai caught the light wedge that fell from Xingke’s clothes and found that it was the condensation of the light red mark on his palm when he was learning to walk. The light wedge played the memory fragments of the Mist Core Man Prophet in a loop: 100,000 years ago, the first child took the first step on the glacier, and the frequency of the spread of the ice cracks was exactly the same as the growth rhythm of the roots of the sacred tree. At this moment, the solidified glacier was trying to erase this “imperfect resonance” with mathematical formulas.
Xing Ke suddenly grabbed Boruto’s finger and stood up, and the spiral emblem on the sole of his foot pressed a crooked gear mark on the tatami. This action caused the dark area of ​​the chakra sea to tremble violently, and the solidified gear center projected an image of Boruto learning to ride a bicycle when he was seven years old – half a cherry blossom petal was stuck in the crooked track, but at this moment it was transformed by the energy of the dark area into an “imbalance regulator” that broke the perfect balance. As soon as the light gear on Boruto’s fingertips touched the regulator, the fingerprint emblem on the forehead guard projected Hinata’s body temperature when she was helping him learn to walk, forming a subversive three-phase paradox with the precise calculations of the gear city and the ice crystal balance of the mist core man.
“Kakashi-sensei’s copy eye has captured the weakness of the solidified core.” Naruto rushed into the courtyard holding a kunai covered with toddler shoe prints. The edge of the blade was no longer condensed with Raikiri, but the sound wave curse seal of Seiki’s knee hitting the tatami when he fell. “He said that when he was copying the balanced mechanical ninja in the Anbu training ground, he flashed a memory of himself breaking his tailbone when he was twelve years old on a mission. As a result, the mechanical ninja’s joint axis suddenly grew the roots of the sacred tree.”
Elder Concept’s new poem appears in the rings of the sacred tree in the form of mud prints of a baby’s first steps. The thirteen lines of characters are written with bruised knees, sweaty palms, and dusty skirts: “When civilization regards the stumbling of the first step as an error code, the temple of balance will collapse into the parts of a baby walker—each shaky ankle is a gap in the gear of creation, allowing the light of chaos to flow into the cage of perfection.”
The Spectral Nomad Messenger descended in the translucent form of a baby walker, with the frequency of Xing Ke’s crying when he practiced standing last night flowing on his body surface. The Messenger held in his palms the “equilibrium fragments” collected from the edge of solidification, each fragment reflecting the overcorrected embryonic form of a certain civilization: the mechanical joints of the Gear City eliminated 0.3 degrees of free swing angle, the ice crystal gait of the Mist Core Man deleted 0.7 seconds of center of gravity deviation, and the physical skills textbook of the Konoha Ninja actually judged the swing amplitude of the baby’s learning to walk as “inefficient action”.
“We found the formula for the ‘Equilibrium Curse’ in the fragments.” The messenger’s voice was like the creaking sound of a baby walker rolling over tatami mats. “When the sacred tree and the gear city first met 100,000 years ago, the mechanical heart was unable to understand the unbalanced rhythm of the baby and fell into a state of panic. Now their descendants are trying to use absolute balance to create a perpetual motion machine for civilization, but they have overlooked that the core of the creation gear set is the ‘gap that allows falling’.”
Boruto suddenly picked up Xing Ke and let his little feet touch the projection of the chakra sea. As soon as the spiral emblem on the sole of the baby’s foot touched the balanced fragment, thirteen civilization spectra were injected with chaotic energy at the same time: the steam of the gear city softened the absolute angle of the fragment, the ice crystals of the mist core people froze the perfectly symmetrical calculation model, and the chakra of Konoha supported the imbalance tendency of the fragment like a mother’s palm. The most important thing is that Xing Ke’s unconscious shaking movement made the fragments form the marks of the wooden clogs that Boruto wore when he was learning to walk, with the soles worn out and notched.
“He is reconstructing the movement memory bank of civilization.” Bai looked at the suspended light wedge matrix and found that each light wedge was engraved with the faint bruise on Xing Ke’s knee. “Just like ninjas practice muscle memory through physical skills, Xing Ke is using body data to awaken the “unbalanced rhythm” of the chakra seabed. Look at this – the meshing angle of the solidified gears is exactly the same as the tilt angle when he grabbed Boruto’s trouser legs this morning.”
At dusk, the sound of twisted metal creaking came from the depths of the chakra sea, and thirteen mirrored altars emerged from the solidified core. On top of each altar was suspended a perfect instrument related to the state of balance: the equidistant triangulator of the Gear City, the ice crystal balance ruler of the Mist Core People, and the standard protractor of Konoha’s physical skills. When the spiral emblem of the star-carved swept across these altars, the tower body immediately projected the unbalanced moments of the ancestors of various civilizations – the first generation of craftsmen in the Gear City caused a gear deviation of 0.1 degrees due to hand tremors, the irregular ice cave created by the prophet of the Mist Core People when he slipped on the glacier, and the ancestor of the Konoha ninja fell from his mother’s arms when he was a toddler and accidentally touched the original resonant frequency of the chakra sea.
“They are all the founders of the ‘Age of Imbalance.'” The Spectral Nomad Messenger’s body merged into the projection of the altar, transforming into the chakra overlap of the ancestors and the modern children. “The chakra splash of the child who fell for the first time 100,000 years ago actually etched a resonance circuit on the glacier that is more efficient than any mathematical formula – it turns out that absolute balance is a betrayal of the rhythm of creation.”
Late at night, when Hoshigeki took three steps independently for the first time with Boruto’s support, the balanced gear set in the dark zone suddenly burst into a prismatic light explosion. Thirteen altars collapsed at the same time, and the fragments formed a huge spiral footprint on the surface of the chakra sea. The center position was exactly the overlapping footprints of the two children – the metal edges of Boruto’s gear seal and the soft arc of Hoshigeki’s spiral emblem were rewriting the motion equation of the universe.
Su Yin held the wooden sword covered with teeth marks from learning to walk, and found that the thirteen notches on the hilt were now oozing out the unbalanced energy of the dark zone. In the future scene projected by the sword, the new generation of ninjas were using the “afterimage of falling” as a weapon: transforming the chakra fluctuations of bruised knees into turbulent blades that disintegrated the balance matrix, and weaving the center of gravity shift when swinging arms into a symbiotic network that trapped the mechanical gait. And Xing Ke, a child surrounded by thirteen civilization spectra, was forging the warmth of Boruto’s palm when he helped him stand up into a wedge of freedom with a shaking feeling that could jam all the balance gears.
The new poem of the Concept Elder appeared in the roots of the sacred tree as the unbalanced gears turned. This time, the rhyme turned into thirteen pieces of rags from a toddler shoe, flying to every corner of the chakra sea:
“When the Dark Zone gears bite the baby’s first stumble,
The illusion of balance of 100,000 years shattered into cracks in wooden clogs.
Each mirrored altar replays the temperature of falling,
Along the spiral lines of the baby’s ankles –
Towards the dawn of all civilizations that have not yet learned to fear the shaking.
Bai watched Hoshiko dozing off in Boruto’s arms. The bruises on the child’s knees transformed into lubricating oil for the balanced gears in the projection of the chakra sea, and the symbiotic emblem on Boruto’s forehead protector was like the palm of an elder brother, ready to catch any possible fall. Deep in the chakra sea, the set of unbalanced gears that were once considered defects were now turning with the shaky rhythm of a baby’s learning steps. The glimmer of light that leaked between each tooth pattern was the imperfect courage that broke the perfect balance when the universe first opened.
At the deepest part of the chakra sea, the ancient symbiotic organism composed of gears and cherry blossoms blinked its “eyes”, and the spiral footprints of Xing Ke’s feet were reflected in its pupils. It vibrated gently, shaking off the obsession with balance for 100,000 years, and prepared to welcome this unbalanced core with the fragrance of tatami that rewrote the laws of the universe with its shaking steps – because it knew that when civilization learned to accept falling like a baby, the chakra sea could truly have a flowing rhythm that would never become rigid.
(End of Chapter 49)
Chapter 50: Blood Scab Light Wedge and Traumatic Resonance Chamber (Old Version)
The mechanical pigeon of Gear City floating in the morning mist had cracks for the first time. The cherry blossom-shaped metal sheet on the left wing was condensed with blood from Xingke’s fall last night – that was the first time he broke his knee on the steps of the root system of the sacred tree. The spiral condensation pattern of the blood scab was resonating with the solidified gear set in the dark area of ​​the chakra sea. Boruto squatted on the tatami and applied ointment to his brother with the healing technique taught by Hinata. The place where his fingertips touched suddenly had a chakra halo like breast milk, melting the rust of the gear curse seal on the edge of the blood scab into a fine light dust of baby powder.
“The solidification center is analyzing the trauma frequency.” Su Yin’s voice came from the chakra sea projection. In the image, cracks exactly the same as the star-carved blood scab appeared on the surface of the Mist Core Man’s ice crystal heart. “The Spectral Nomads have detected that they are converting the pain fluctuations of the baby’s first injury into corrosion codes that disintegrate the symbiotic emblem.”
Bai caught the half blood scab that had fallen off Xing Ke’s knee, and found that the memory of the prophet of the Mist Core People was sealed inside the scab: 100,000 years ago, the first child fell and broke his palm. At the moment when the blood dripped onto the glacier, the ice crystal structure automatically generated porous channels that could accommodate the roots of the sacred tree. At this moment, the memory was disintegrating at the edge of the scab, turning into the corrosive component of the mechanical lubricant in Gear City, but was shaken into a tiny wedge of light by Xing Ke’s sudden sob, re-combining the healing seal of the disinfectant water from Konoha Hospital and the mother’s body temperature.
“Trauma is not a crack in civilization, but a resonant chamber.” Elder Concept’s new poem first appeared in the form of blood scabs on the bark of the sacred tree. The thirteen scabs were embedded in the scratches on the tatami when Xingke was learning to walk. “When the glacier is afraid of being stained red by blood, when the gear is afraid of the smell of rust, the chakra sea will shrink into a cocoon that refuses to be touched – but the blood scab of the first wound is the breathing hole left by the creation gear set for civilization.”
Boruto suddenly felt his forehead protector getting hot, and the symbiotic emblem projected the image of the sword wound on his back when he was twelve years old on a mission. He instinctively placed his palm on the blood scab of Xing Ke, and rainbow light particles burst out from the fusion of chakras – that was Hinata’s sense of security when she was breastfeeding, Kakashi’s painful memory of copying eyes, and the metallic tremor of the first beat of the mechanical heart of the gear city, which achieved a paradoxical harmonious resonance at the baby’s wound. The corrosion code on the surface of the solidified glacier came into contact with this energy, and it melted like ice and snow meeting body temperature, revealing the chakra memory of the first time the ancestors bandaged the child’s wound.
“Look! The blood scabs are reconstructing the pain nerves of the solidified civilization.” Bai pointed at the gradually softening ice crystal heart in the projection. The originally smooth surface showed the blood scabs on Xingke’s knees. “Their defense system mistook the traumatic memory for a virus, but activated its own healing potential during the absorption process. Just like a ninja uses the pain of a wound to stimulate the flow of chakra, the solidified civilization is being forced to learn to ‘resonate with scars’.”
Naruto rushed into the laboratory with Hoshiko wrapped in light wedges. The child was chewing on a piece of gauze stained with his own blood scabs. The chakra seeping from the teeth marks actually made the gauze fibers grow buds of the sacred tree. “Kakashi-sensei’s copy eye has evolved!” Naruto raised the kunai. The edge of the blade was no longer a single-attribute ninjutsu, but a composite resonance wave mixed with the smell of Hoshiko’s blood scabs and the metallic taste of Boruto’s forehead protector. “He said that when he copied the solidified gear ninja, he flashed the painful memory of his father Minato Namikaze’s sacrifice, and as a result, the core hub of the mechanical ninja grew healing tissue in the shape of cherry blossoms.”
The Spectral Nomad Messenger descended in the form of a translucent Band-Aid, with the frequency of Xing Ke’s sobs flowing on the surface of his body. “The final line of defense of solid civilization is in the “Perfect Medical Record Library” in Gear City.” The messenger’s voice was as cool as iodine, and the dark zone fragments held in his palm showed that the mechanical center was deleting all resonance data related to “injury”. “They believe that the wound of the creation baby 100,000 years ago was a design loophole, and they tried to rewrite the pain equation of the chakra sea with a sterile mathematical formula.”
Boruto suddenly remembered the scar he got when he fell from a tree when he was seven years old, which was now suspended in the chakra sea in the form of a light wedge matrix. He pressed Xingke’s little hand on the fragment, and the tender buds of the sacred tree in the baby’s blood scab immediately merged into the mechanical formula, twisting the perfect sterile model into the irregular shape of a bandage when the mother bandaged the wound. The most shocking thing was that the chakra fluctuations when Xingke clearly said “Ni-chan, it hurts” for the first time actually etched the humming waves of Hinata when she treated Boruto’s wound deep in the mechanical center – that was a resonance code with body temperature that was more powerful than any healing technique.
“The end point of civilization solidification is emotional amputation.” Su Yin turned the wooden sword covered with blood scabs and tooth marks, and the sword body projected the memories of the craftsmen in Gear City: when the pain sensor of the first mechanical baby was removed, the first generation of craftsmen could not understand the meaning of tears and forcibly closed all emotional circuits related to “injury”. “Now the blood scabs engraved by the stars are knocking on their civilization ICU – each scar is the emergency exit left in time by the Creation Gear Set.”
At dusk, the blood scabs on Xing Ke finally fell off, revealing faint spiral powder marks under the new skin. The moment the blood scabs fell to the ground, thirteen prehistoric lighthouses simultaneously projected the memories of the ancestors of various civilizations dealing with trauma: the prophet of the Mist Core buried the blood scabs in the glacier, so the ice layer gained elastic space to buffer the growth of the roots of the sacred tree; the craftsmen of the Gear City melted the blood scabs into the mechanical heart, allowing the metal cocoon to understand for the first time “the tenderness that needs to be repaired”; and the ancestor of the Konoha ninja used his scars as the energy anchor point of the Rasengan, and found that the resonance of pain can make the chakra burst out with a stronger protective power.
“Brother… the pain flew away.” Xing Ke touched the powder marks on his knees and looked at Boruto. The symbiotic emblem on the forehead protector suddenly emitted a warm light, transforming the healing chakra fluctuations into the frequency of the mother’s lullaby. Deep in the dark area, the solidified gear center came with a light sound of metal stretching. The deleted “pain memories” were pouring back from Xing Ke’s wounds, etching the bark scratches when Boruto fell in his childhood, the palm burns when Naruto practiced the Rasengan, and even the tenderness hidden under Kakashi’s Sharingan scar on the surface of the mechanical gears.
Late at night, when Xing Ke fell asleep with a pain-relieving pacifier woven by Boruto with chakra in his mouth, a huge array of blood scab light letters emerged on the surface of the chakra sea. Each light letter was playing the traumatic history of different civilizations: the pain recorder destroyed in Gear City, the ice crystal scars of the Mist Core Man that were smoothed, and the crying ninjutsu that was banned in Konoha. But when these painful images came into contact with the body temperature of Xing Ke’s new skin, they were like scabs falling off, revealing the light at the bottom – the mechanical heart of Gear City beat faster for the injured companion for the first time, the glacier of the Mist Core Man used cracks to store the pollen of the sacred tree for the first time, and the Konoha ninja engraved the oath of protection on the scar for the first time.
Elder Concept’s new poem appeared at the roots of the sacred tree as the blood scab spread. This time, the rhyme was the faint powder marks on Xingke’s new skin:
“When civilization sews up the last infantile wound,
The gears will stop in painless eternal rotation,
But the breeze when the blood scab falls off,
Along the scar of the Chakra Sea——
Blow away all that civilization dare not touch,
A primal desire to be healed.”
Bai watched the blood scabs on Xingke’s pillow vibrate gently, and found that each light was absorbing the corrosion code of the solidified core and transforming it into soft energy like a mother’s embrace. The fingerprint emblem on Boruto’s forehead guard now overlapped with the spiral emblem of Xingke to form a wound shape, like an elder brother’s palm always protecting his younger brother’s pain, and deep in the chakra sea, the set of trauma gears that were once regarded as loopholes were rotating at the frequency of blood scabs falling off. The glimmer leaking between each tooth pattern was the tenderness with scars that civilization finally learned to breathe between pain and healing.
The body of the Spectral Nomad Messenger merged into the blood scab light, turning into the chakra overlap of the ancestors when bandaging wounds: “When the first civilization began to collect the blood scabs of babies instead of destroying them, the chakra sea had a serum to fight emotional amputation. Boruto, do you still remember the Band-Aid left by your mother that you hid in your ninja forehead? Now it is deep in the mechanical core of the Gear City, waiting for a mechanical baby to say “I am in pain here” for the first time, like a seed waiting for spring rain.”
At the deepest part of the chakra sea, the ancient symbiote composed of gears and cherry blossoms blinked its “eyes”, and the spiral emblem in its pupils became warmer due to the resonance of the blood scabs. In the dust of civilization it shook off, the next mark of awakening emerged – the chakra fluctuations when Xing Ke first cried because Boruto came back late, just like the new glaciers of the Mist Core Man, condensed into an imperfect healing wedge with the smell of disinfectant at the edge of the dark area.
(End of Chapter 50)
Chapter 51: Tongue-Tied Light Wedge and Real Resonance (Old Version)
When Chenhui passed through the roots of the sacred tree, Xingke was hiding in the corner of the tatami, clutching the mechanical butterfly Boruto had given him. The sweat from his fingertips due to nervousness left a crooked gear shape on the floor. This was the first time he lied in his life. He hid the spilled milk can behind his back, and his stuttering “I didn’t touch it” caused a sudden noise like metal friction in the dark area of ​​his chakra sea. The symbiotic emblem on Boruto’s forehead protector keenly captured his brother’s accelerated heartbeat. At the intersection of the gear curse seal and the spiral emblem, a chakra mist with the smell of lactose, which was unique to milk stains and lies, was precipitated.
“Solid civilization is creating ‘perfect testimony.'” Su Yin’s voice came from the projection. In the image, the Mechanical Court of Gear City was covering the testimony record with an absolutely symmetrical sound wave seal. “Their monitoring device shows that the trembling frequency of Xing Ke’s tongue tip when he lied is being analyzed as ‘information impurities’ that need to be cleared.”
Bai caught the sweat-stained light wedge dripping from Xingke’s fingers and found that it contained a fragment of the memory of the prophet of the Mist Core People: 100,000 years ago, the first child lied that he “didn’t see” to protect the injured chick, and the expansion rhythm of the glacier crack was delayed by 0.2 seconds, which happened to be the critical time difference for the roots of the sacred tree to avoid the nest of the chick. At this moment, the fragment was twisting in the sweat, turning into corrosive acid of the information filter of the gear city, but was shaken into a tiny light wedge by Xingke’s sudden lip-pursing action, re-combining the stuttering sound waves of Naruto when he was caught eating rice cakes as a child.
“Lies are not the noise of civilization, but the variation of resonance.” The new poem of Elder Concept appears on the tree tumor in the form of tongue-tied tooth marks. The thirteen lines are written with tongue-tip bite marks, saliva threads, and breath tremors. “When the glaciers freeze every unfinished truth, when the gears calibrate every trembling syllable, the chakra sea will harden into an unquestionable code – but the first stuttering “I’m sorry” is the tuning fork left by the creation gear set for civilization.”
Boruto suddenly felt the forehead protector vibrate, and the symbiotic emblem projected the memory image of the prank he had played on Hinata when he was nine years old. He squatted down and looked at Xing Ke at eye level, and found that the tear on his brother’s eyelashes was resonating with the solidified gear in the dark area of ​​the chakra sea. Instinctively, he caught the tear with his fingertips, and the forehead protector gear seal automatically transformed the tense frequency of lies into the gentle tremor of his mother’s questioning – the perfect testimony matrix on the surface of the solidified glacier, spider web-like cracks appeared in this chakra wave mixed with milk and tear salt.
“Look! Tongue-tied is reconstructing the language nerves of the solidified civilization.” Bai pointed at the gradually softening mechanical court in the projection. The originally neat sound wave seals showed the clumsy lines of Xing Ke’s tongue tip against the upper palate. “Their information system mistook the imperfect expression as a virus, but activated its own emotional bandwidth in the process of absorption – just like when a ninja uses illusion to create an illusion, it exposes the real chakra flow trajectory.”
Naruto rushed into the courtyard holding a kunai stained with milk. The blade was no longer condensed with Raikiri, but the sound wave fragments of Hoshiki’s stuttering when he lied: “Kakashi-sensei’s copy eye caught the language loophole of the solidified core! He said that when he copied the perfect testimony of Gear City in the Anbu interrogation room, his memory of hiding his injury from Gai at the age of thirteen flashed before his eyes. As a result, the sonic circuit of the mechanical witness grew the “hesitant to speak” branches of the sacred tree.”
The Spectral Nomad Messenger descended in the translucent form of a child’s bib, with the disordered breathing frequency of Xing Ke’s lying flowing on the surface of his body. “The language center of the solidified civilization is in the ‘Absolute Dictionary’ of Gear City.” The messenger’s voice was choked with sobs, and the dark zone fragments held in his palm showed that the mechanical center was deleting all the resonance codes containing “trembling, pause, and repetition”. “They believe that the first lie of the creation baby 100,000 years ago was a system error, and tried to rewrite the communication equation of the chakra sea with mathematical formulas.”
Boruto suddenly remembered the “Tree Hole Monster” story he made up when he was five years old, which was now suspended in the chakra sea in the form of a light wedge matrix. He pressed Xingke’s little hand on the fragment, and the salivary amylase on the tip of the baby’s tongue was actually integrated into the mechanical dictionary, twisting the perfect word meaning analysis model into the shaky language rhythm of learning to walk. The most important thing is that the chakra fluctuations when Xingke first said the incoherent “Yes, I’m sorry” actually etched the patient tone of Hinata when she taught him to speak deep in the mechanical center – that was a real resonance with stuttering that was more powerful than any logical deduction.
“The essence of the solidification of civilization is emotional aphasia.” Su Yin turned the bite-marked wooden sword, and the blade projected the memories of the Gear City craftsmen: when the language module of the first mechanical baby was implanted with the absolute honesty program, the first generation of craftsmen could not understand the warmth of “white lies” and forcibly deleted all neural circuits related to “emotional ambiguity”. “Now the tongue-tied light of Xing Ke is knocking on the mouthpiece of their civilization – every trembling syllable is the microphone left in time by the Creation Gear Set.”
At dusk, Xing Ke finally mustered up the courage to grab the corner of Boruto’s clothes and said the complete “Ni-chan, I’m sorry” with his leaky front teeth. The chakra fluctuations of this sentence were like milk teeth thrown into the center of a lake, stirring thirteen circles of ripples on the surface of the chakra sea, and each circle of ripples revealed the first lie of the ancestors of each civilization: the prophet of the Mist Core people lied that “the glacier will melt” to comfort his dying companions, the craftsman of the Gear City fabricated “there is a rainbow outside” to protect the mechanical baby, and the ancestor of the Konoha ninja actually stuttered in front of the enemy and said “I, I’m not afraid”, using an imperfect lie to buy time for the child behind him to escape.
“Brother… it doesn’t hurt.” Xing Ke pointed at his chest, and the symbiotic emblem on the forehead protector suddenly emitted a pearl-like luster, transforming the apologetic chakra fluctuations into the warm frequency when Boruto received Hinata’s apology when he was a child. Deep in the dark area, the solidified language center heard the light sound of loose metal gears, and the deleted “emotional noises” were pouring back from the tip of Xing Ke’s tongue, etching the surface of the mechanical dictionary with Naruto’s scratching when he lied, Kakashi’s vague words when he was late, and even the real concern behind Sasuke’s awkward “it doesn’t matter”.
Late at night, when Xing Ke fell asleep to Boruto’s story, a huge array of tongue-twisting light letters emerged on the surface of the chakra sea. Each light letter was playing the language dilemma of different civilizations: the formatted emotional rhetoric of Gear City, the frozen reluctance of the Mist Core People, and the forbidden coquettish tone of Konoha. But when these silent images came into contact with the milk stains at the corners of Xing Ke’s mouth, they revealed the underlying tenderness like a melting glacier – the first time the mechanical heart of Gear City adjusted its beating frequency to comfort its companions, the first time the Mist Core People’s glacier spelled “Don’t be afraid” with cracks, and the first time the Konoha ninja wrapped the real protective body temperature in a lie.
Elder Concept’s new poem appeared in the roots of the sacred tree as the tongue-tied light spread. This time, the rhyme was the faint tooth marks on the tip of the star-carved tongue:
“When civilization smoothes out the last trembling syllable,
The gears will get stuck in the dictionary of absolute honesty,
But I stammered “I’m sorry”,
Following the tongue pattern of the Chakra Sea——
Towards the vague morning that all civilizations have not yet learned to fear.
Bai watched the tongue-tied light letters vibrating gently beside Xing Ke’s pillow, and found that each light letter was absorbing the purification code of the solidification center and transforming it into the murmur of the mother when she coaxed him to sleep. The fingerprint emblem on Boruto’s forehead now overlapped with the spiral emblem of Xing Ke to form a tongue shape, like an elder brother’s palm always protecting his younger brother’s clumsy expression, and deep in the chakra sea, the set of language gears that were once regarded as wrong were turning at the frequency of tongue-tiedness, and the glimmer leaking between each tooth pattern was the sincerity with a baby voice that civilization finally learned to breathe between truth and tenderness.
The body of the Spectral Nomad Messenger merged with Tongue-Tied Light Nobunaga, and turned into a chakra shadow of the ancestors when they lied for the first time: “When the first civilization began to collect babies’ tongues instead of purifying them, the chakra sea had a good medicine to fight emotional aphasia. Boruto, do you still remember the unfinished “thank you” that Sasuke said, which you hid in your ninja forehead protector? Now it is deep in the mechanical core of the Gear City, waiting for a mechanical baby to say “I… am a little scared” for the first time, like a seed waiting for the spring breeze.”
At the deepest part of the chakra sea, the ancient symbiotic organism composed of gears and cherry blossoms blinked its “eyes”, and the spiral emblem in its pupils became clearer due to the resonance of tongue-stuck. In the dust of civilization it shook off, the next mark of awakening emerged – the chakra fluctuations when Xing Ke was shy for the first time because of Boruto’s praise, just like the new glacier of the Mist Core Man, condensed into an imperfect wedge of reality with a milky fragrance at the edge of the dark area.
(End of Chapter 51)
Chapter 52: Tooth-marked Light Wedge and Shared Resonance Chain (Old Version)
The morning dew condensed in the roots of the sacred tree into the shape of the finger marks that Xingke had left last night while tightly grasping the teddy bear. The thirteen drops of dew reflected the closed gates of the mechanical warehouse in Gear City and the repulsive magnetic field of the Mist Core Ice Crystal Settlement. Boruto sat on the tatami, watching his brother hide the mechanical butterfly behind him – this was the first time Xingke refused to share it. The tooth marks on the wings of the toy exuded light golden chakra due to the strong bite, which produced a low-frequency resonance with the solidified resource library in the dark area of ​​the chakra sea.
“Solidified civilization is building an ‘absolute private domain.'” Su Yin’s voice came from the projection. In the image, the resource allocation center of Gear City was using Xing Ke’s clenching strength as a parameter to generate a metal barrier that repels foreign energy. “The Spectral Nomad detected that the frequency of his chewing when he refused to share was being analyzed as a reinforcement code for the solidification of civilization.”
Bai caught the tooth-marked light wedge that fell from the fur of the teddy bear and found that it contained a fragment of the memory of the prophet of the Mist Core People: 100,000 years ago, the first child shared the last piece of the sacred tree fruit with his companions, and the contraction rhythm of the glacier crack was delayed by 0.5 seconds, which happened to be the key opportunity for the roots of the sacred tree to open up a symbiotic channel for the two tribes. At this moment, the fragment was twisting in the tooth mark, turning into corrosive acid for the resource lock of the gear city, but was shaken into a tiny light wedge by Xing Ke’s sudden sobbing, re-spelling the chakra memory of Boruto pushing the last piece of rice cake to Naruto when he was six years old.
“Monopoly is not the armor of civilization, but the shackles of resonance.” The new poem of the concept elder appears in the form of toy tooth marks on the tree tumor of the sacred tree. The thirteen lines of characters are written with the trembling of chewing muscles, the secretion of salivary glands, and the indentation of deciduous teeth. “When the glacier freezes each shared fruit, when the gears calibrate the scale of each resource, the chakra sea will harden into a treasure house that cannot be touched – but the first saliva mark shared is the connecting axis left by the creation gear set for civilization.”
Boruto suddenly felt the forehead protector getting hot, and the symbiotic emblem projected the memory image of his anger at Sasuke taking Konoha’s forehead protector when he was eight years old. He squatted down and saw the water light in Xing Ke’s eyes vibrating at the same frequency as the solidified barrier of the dark area. Instinctively, he placed his mechanical kunai in his brother’s palm, and the forehead protector gear seal automatically transformed the exclusive tense frequency into the gentle vibration of the mother sharing food – the surface of the solidified metal barrier, honeycomb-like cracks appeared in the chakra wave mixed with the smell of teddy bear fluff and saliva.
“Look! The tooth marks are reconstructing the shared nerves of the solidified civilization.” Bai pointed at the resource center in the projection, which was gradually softening. The irregular tooth marks left by Xing Ke’s deciduous teeth appeared between the originally neat gears. “Their distribution system mistakenly regarded the sharing behavior as resource loss, but activated its own symbiotic potential in the absorption process – just like the ninjas discovered through the chakra sharing technique that sharing the weight can actually make them run faster.”
Naruto rushed into the courtyard holding a kunai with teeth marks on it. The blade was no longer condensed with Raikiri, but the chewing sound waves when the star refused to share. “Kakashi-sensei’s copy eye captured the resource loophole of the solidification core! He said that when he copied the resource lock of the gear city in the Anbu warehouse, he flashed his memory of sharing rice balls with Iruka-sensei when he was a child. As a result, the “sharing branches” of the sacred tree grew out of the mechanical gate.”
The Spectral Nomad Messenger descended in the translucent form of a child’s dinner spoon, with the accelerated heartbeat frequency of the Star-Eye protecting food flowing on the surface of his body. “The resource center of the solidified civilization is in the “Perfect Storage Depot” of the Gear City.” The messenger’s voice was accompanied by the sound of a porcelain spoon when sharing food. The dark zone fragment held in his palm showed that the mechanical center was deleting all resonance protocols related to “sharing”. “They believe that the sharing behavior of the creation baby 100,000 years ago was a system redundancy, and tried to rewrite the resource equation of the chakra sea with a mathematical formula.”
Boruto suddenly remembered the scene when he exchanged ninja forehead stickers with Sarada when he was five years old. At this moment, he was suspended in the chakra sea in the form of a light wedge matrix. He pressed Xingke’s little hand on the fragment, and the salivary amylase in the baby’s tooth marks was integrated into the mechanical protocol, twisting the perfect reserve model into a shaking posture of mutual support when learning to walk. The most important thing is that the chakra fluctuations when Xingke said “Ni-chan… let’s play together” for the first time actually etched the patient tone of Hinata when she taught him to share candy deep in the mechanical center – that was a shared resonance with tooth marks that was more powerful than any resource calculation.
“The end point of the solidification of civilization is emotional autism.” Su Yin turned the wooden sword covered with toy teeth marks, and the sword body projected the memories of the craftsmen in Gear City: when the sharing module of the first mechanical baby was dismantled, the first generation of craftsmen forcibly closed all emotional circuits related to “resource transfer” because they could not understand the “happiness of giving”. “Now the teeth marks of the stars are knocking on their civilization granary – each bite mark is a shared interface left in time by the creation gear set.”
At dusk, Xing Ke finally loosened his clenched hands and placed the mechanical butterfly in Boruto’s palm. The moment the teeth marks of the toy wings touched his brother’s palm, a rainbow-colored chakra halo burst out – this was the aroma of rice balls when Naruto shared food, the tremor of Kakashi’s sharing of the copy technique, and the metallic tremor of the first beat of the mechanical heart of the gear city, achieving a paradoxical harmonious resonance in the baby’s sharing behavior. Deep in the dark area, the solidified resource center heard the sound of metal gears biting together, and those deleted “shared memories” were pouring back from Xing Ke’s teeth marks, etching the scratches of Boruto’s childhood exchange of ninja tools with his companions on the surface of the mechanical gears, the warm halo when Naruto distributed the Nine-Tails chakra, and even the real concern when Sasuke awkwardly handed over the rebel ninja forehead protector.
Late at night, when Xing Ke was fiddling with the shared mechanical butterfly in Boruto’s arms, a huge array of tooth-marked light letters emerged on the surface of the chakra sea. Each light letter was broadcasting the resource dilemma of different civilizations: the rusted shared pipelines in Gear City, the frozen altar of the Mist Core People, and the forbidden chakra mutual assistance technique of Konoha. But when these lonely images came into contact with the milk stains at the corners of Xing Ke’s mouth, they revealed the warmth at the bottom like candy melting – the first time the mechanical heart of Gear City delivered overload energy to its companions, the first time the Mist Core People’s glacier used cracks to store shared sacred tree pollen, and the first time the Konoha ninjas pledged to help each other in times of resource scarcity.
Elder Concept’s new poem appeared in the roots of the sacred tree as the tooth-marked light spread. This time, the rhyme was the faint indentation on the star-carved milk teeth:
“When civilization welds the last crack of sharing,
The gears will stop in the treasure house of absolute possession,
But the tooth marks on the toys,
Following the teeth of the Chakra Sea——
Towards the dawn of all civilizations that have not yet learned to fear loss.”
Bai watched the tooth-marked light letters on Xingke’s pillow vibrate gently, and found that each light letter was absorbing the exclusive code of the solidification center, converting it into the sound of the porcelain spoon when the mother shared food. The fingerprint emblem on Boruto’s forehead now overlapped with the spiral emblem of Xingke to form a tooth shape, like the palm of an elder brother always protecting the courage of sharing for his younger brother, and deep in the chakra sea, the set of shared gears that were once considered redundant were rotating at the frequency of tooth-marked bites. The glimmer leaking between each tooth pattern was the generosity with milky fragrance that civilization finally learned to breathe between possession and giving.
The body of the Spectral Nomad Messenger merged into the tooth-mark light, and turned into the chakra overlap of the ancestors when they shared food: “When the first civilization began to collect babies’ tooth marks instead of grinding them flat, the chakra sea had a good medicine to fight emotional loneliness. Boruto, do you still remember the smiley face sticker that Sai drew for the first time and hidden in your forehead protector? Now it is deep in the mechanical core of the Gear City, waiting for a mechanical baby to say “This… is for you” for the first time, just like a seed waiting for the autumnal equinox.”
At the deepest part of the chakra sea, the ancient symbiote composed of gears and cherry blossoms blinked its “eyes”, and the spiral emblem in its pupils became brighter due to the resonance of the tooth marks. In the dust of civilization it shook off, the next mark of awakening emerged – the chakra fluctuations when Xing Ke first cried for Boruto’s injury, just like the new glaciers of the Mist Core People, condensed at the edge of the dark area into an imperfect shared wedge with the smell of teddy bear fluff.
(End of Chapter 52)
Chapter 53: Scratch Optical Wedge and Connection State Reconstruction (Old Version)
The morning mist condensed at the roots of the sacred tree into the shape of the nail marks left by Xing Ke scratching the tatami last night. The thirteen shallow marks reflected the smooth glaze of the mechanical exterior wall of the gear city and the repulsive magnetic field of the ice crystal dome of the mist core man. Boruto sat on the floor and wiped his forehead protector, and found that his brother was digging the annual rings of the roots of the sacred tree with his nails – this was the first time that Xing Ke took the initiative to explore unknown textures. The sap left on his fingertips resonated with the solidified protective layer in the dark area of ​​the chakra sea, like a baby scratching the first crack on the mirror of civilization with his nails.
“Solid civilization is creating a ‘sterile contact surface’.” Su Yin’s voice came from the projection. In the image, the nano-coating of the gear city is using the arc of the star-carved nails as a template to generate a smooth barrier that repels all organic traces. “The spectral nomad detected that the frequency of the pressure of his fingertips when grasping the tree roots is being interpreted as a ‘contamination code’ that needs to be cleared.”
Bai caught the wedge of sap that fell from Xing Ke’s fingers and found that it contained a fragment of the memory of the prophet of the Mist Core People: 100,000 years ago, the first child used his fingernails to scratch the bark of the sacred tree, and the trajectory of the sap oozing out was exactly the same as the original resonance cavity under the glacier, which happened to be the starting point for the first chakra connection between the two civilizations. At this moment, the fragment was twisting in the sap, turning into a corrosive agent for the nano-coating of the gear city, but was shaken into a tiny wedge of light by Xing Ke’s sudden whisper, re-spelling the fingernail scratches when Boruto carved his name on the memorial tablet when he was seven years old.
“Exploration is not a scar of civilization, but an umbilical cord of connection.” The new poem by Concept Elder appears on the bark of the sacred tree in the form of fingernail scratches. The thirteen lines of characters are written with the curvature of the fingertips, the burrs on the edge of the nails, and the sap seepage. “When the glacier polishes each rock it touches, and when the gears calibrate the strength of each grip, the chakra sea will harden into an untouchable mirror – but the shallow mark scratched by the first fingernail is actually the infusion tube left by the creation gear set for civilization.”
Boruto suddenly felt the forehead protector vibrate, and the symbiotic emblem projected the memory image of climbing the Hokage Rock when he was ten years old. He squatted down and saw that the sap on the fingertips of Xing Ke was producing high-frequency friction with the solidified barrier of the dark area. Instinctively, he covered his palm on the tree root that the child was scratching, and the gear seal on the forehead protector automatically transformed the tingling frequency of the exploration into the gentle tremor of the mother’s touch – the surface of the solidified nano-coating, spider-web-like cracks appeared in the chakra wave mixed with the fragrance of sap and nail burrs.
“Look! The scratches are reconstructing the contact nerves of the solidified civilization.” Bai pointed at the gradually softening mechanical exterior wall in the projection. The originally smooth glaze surface showed irregular burr patterns like the edges of star-carved nails. “Their protection system mistakenly regarded organic contact as pollution, but activated its own symbiotic receptors during the absorption process. Just like a ninja establishes a contract with a summoned beast through spiritualism, the solidified civilization is being forced to learn to ‘connect with scratches’.”
Naruto rushed into the courtyard holding a kunai with scratches on it. The edge of the blade was no longer condensed with Raikiri, but the sound waves of nails scratching the roots of the tree: “Kakashi-sensei’s copy eye captured the contact loophole of the solidified core! He said that when he copied the nano armor of Gear City in the Anbu training ground, he flashed his memory of grabbing Obito’s mask in the Kamui space when he was thirteen years old. As a result, the “exploration branches” of the sacred tree grew on the surface of the mechanical armor.”
The Spectral Nomad Messenger descended in the translucent form of a child’s nail clippers, with the accelerated breathing rate of the Star Hour flowing on the surface of his body. “The contact center of the solidified civilization is in the “Perfect Isolation Chamber” in the Gear City.” The messenger’s voice was accompanied by the piercing sound of nails scratching on glass. The dark zone fragments held in his palm showed that the mechanical center was deleting all resonance protocols related to “organic contact”. “They believe that the scratches of the creation baby 100,000 years ago are system contamination, and they are trying to rewrite the contact equation of the chakra sea with mathematical formulas.”
Boruto suddenly remembered the fingernail marks he left on Sasuke’s back when he was six years old, which were now suspended in the chakra sea in the form of a light wedge matrix. He pressed Xingke’s little hand on the fragment, and the sweat stains on the baby’s fingertips were integrated into the mechanical protocol, twisting the perfect isolation model into the shaking posture of grasping his brother’s fingers when learning to walk. The most important thing is that the chakra fluctuations when Xingke said “Ni-chan… here” for the first time actually etched the patient tone of Hinata when she taught him to touch the petals deep in the mechanical core – that was a connection resonance with burrs that was more powerful than any sterile calculation.
“The essence of the solidification of civilization is autism.” Su Yin turned the scratched wooden sword, and the sword body projected the memories of the craftsmen in Gear City: when the tactile sensor of the first mechanical baby was removed, the first generation of craftsmen could not understand the “temperature of touch” and forcibly closed all neural circuits related to “organic contact”. “Now the scratches of the stars are knocking on their civilization wombs – each scratch is a connection port left in time by the creation gear set.”
At dusk, Xing Ke finally released his fingers from digging into the tree roots, and the sacred tree fibers embedded in his palm lines shone with pearly luster in the sunset. The moment these fibers touched Boruto’s palm, an emerald chakra halo burst out – this was the touch of rock powder when Naruto climbed the cliff, the space-tearing tremor of Kakashi’s copy eyes, and the cold metal feeling when the mechanical heart of the gear city beat for the first time, achieving a paradoxical harmonious resonance in the baby’s exploration behavior. Deep in the dark area, the solidified contact center heard the light sound of metal fibers stretching, and those deleted “touch memories” were pouring back from Xing Ke’s fingers, etching the palm lines of Boruto’s childhood high-fives with his friends, the warm chakra current when Naruto touched the Nine-Tails, and even the real temperature when Sasuke awkwardly let Sakura grab his wrist.
Late at night, when Xing Ke fell asleep to Boruto’s story, a huge array of scratched light letters appeared on the surface of the chakra sea. Each light letter was broadcasting the contact dilemma of different civilizations: the rusted shared pipelines in Gear City, the frozen altar of the Mist Core People, and the forbidden chakra mutual assistance technique of Konoha. But when these lonely images came into contact with the sap residue on Xing Ke’s fingertips, they revealed the light of the bottom layer like spring snow melting – the first time the mechanical heart of Gear City delivered overload energy to its companions, the first time the Mist Core People’s glacier used cracks to store shared sacred tree pollen, and the first time the Konoha ninjas pledged to help each other in times of resource scarcity.
Elder Concept’s new poem appeared in the roots of the sacred tree as the scratches spread. This time, the rhyme was the faint burrs on the edge of the star-carved fingernails:
“When civilization smooths out the last trace of exploration,
The gears will get stuck in the absolutely isolated compartment.
But the shallow scars on the bark,
Following the palm lines of the Chakra Sea——
Towards the dawn of all civilizations that have not yet learned to fear touching.”
Bai watched the scratched light signals vibrate gently on Xingke’s pillow, and found that each light signal was absorbing the isolation code of the solidified center and converting it into the palm temperature of the mother’s hand when she held hands and played. The fingerprint emblem on Boruto’s forehead guard now overlapped with the spiral emblem of Xingke to form a claw shape, like an elder brother’s palm always protecting his younger brother’s courage to explore, and deep in the chakra sea, the set of contact gears that were once regarded as pollution were rotating at the frequency of scratches and friction. The faint light leaking between each tooth pattern was the truth with the smell of tree sap that civilization finally learned to breathe between isolation and connection.
The body of the Spectral Nomad Messenger merged into the scratch light, turning into the chakra overlap of the ancestors when they first touched the sacred tree: “When the first civilization began to collect babies’ scratches instead of disinfecting them, the chakra sea had a serum to fight against existential loneliness. Boruto, do you remember the nail clippings you hid in your forehead protector and on Sasuke’s collar? Now it is deep in the mechanical core of the Gear City, waiting for a mechanical baby to say “Let me… touch it” for the first time, like a seed waiting for spring rain.”
At the deepest part of the chakra sea, the ancient symbiote composed of gears and cherry blossoms blinked its “eyes”, and the spiral emblem in its pupils became brighter due to the resonance of the scratches. In the dust of civilization it shook off, the next mark of awakening emerged – the chakra fluctuations when Xing Ke first grabbed the corner of Boruto’s clothes because of his adventure, just like the new glacier of the Mist Core Man, condensed into an imperfect connecting wedge with the smell of bark at the edge of the dark area.
(End of Chapter 53)
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Chapter 54: Gear Incubator and Symbiote Awakening (Old Version)
Chapter 54: Gear Incubator and Symbiote Awakening
Morning dew condensed along the tree root lines that Xingke scratched last night, and each drop of water reflected the metal inner wall of the mechanical incubator in Gear City. The fingerprint emblem on Boruto’s forehead suddenly buzzed, and the symbiotic image showed twelve “perfect isolation cabins” that were deconstructing themselves – those spherical machines that were once prohibited from any organic contact, the nano-glaze on the surface was cracking at the frequency of Xingke’s fingernails, revealing the mechanical embryos that were developing inside.
“They are removing the tactile suppression module!” Bai’s voice was trembling with a rare sound. The sap light wedge in his hand projected a real-time picture of the Gear City Center: the mechanical embryo numbered β-7 moved its eyeballs for the first time, and the surface of its iris was etched with a rubbing of the scratches Boruto left on the memorial when he was seven years old. “The spectral nomads have detected that the nerve fibers of all the incubators are growing towards the sap remnants carved by Xing, just like when Hinata taught the baby to touch the petals, the synapses would remember the soft vibration frequency.”
The scratches on Naruto’s kunai suddenly became hot, and the blade reflected Kakashi’s scene at the Anbu training ground: the copy eye was converting Xing Ke’s breathing frequency into the joint lubrication code of the mechanical armor. The originally cold metal joints actually exuded a viscous liquid similar to tree sap, leaving spiral patterns on the ground in the same frequency as the annual rings of the sacred tree. “The cracks on Obito’s mask back then,” Kakashi’s projection suddenly cut in, and the Sharingan rarely flowed with an emerald halo, “It turned out that it was not a flaw in the tearing of space, but a symbiotic interface reserved by the Creation Gear Set.”
The new poem of the Concept Elder appears in the annual rings of the sacred tree with the sound of mechanical gears, and each tooth pattern is stuck with the sap crystals of Star-carved fingertips:
“When the metal fingers of the nursery curled for the first time,
Not to hold the sword, but to imitate the way a baby grasps the hem of his brother’s clothes.
In the sound of gears meshing,
The temperature of Boruto’s sweaty palms——
That is the first cry of life, more holy than any sterilization procedure.”
Xing Ke suddenly uttered a vague syllable towards the tree roots, and the fibers of the sacred tree in his palm burst into a pulsed fluorescence. Boruto was surprised to find that the forehead emblem was resonating with the spiral emblem of the baby, forming an overlapping pattern similar to claw marks – this was exactly the same as the “eyes” of the symbiote deep in the chakra sea. Even more shocking was the roar of metal structure deformation from the direction of the gear city. The twelve incubators actually broke away from the mechanical outer wall and crawled towards the roots of the sacred tree like chicks breaking out of their shells. The cabin walls were covered with exploration indentations that imitated the shape of Xing Ke’s fingernails.
“They are reconstructing the way civilization was born!” Su Yin’s projection was filled with ecstasy. The memories of the Gear City craftsmen behind him were being rewritten: the hesitation of the first generation mechanical mother when she removed the tactile sensor was now transformed into a “touch teaching protocol” by the scratches left by the stars. “Look at the movement trajectory of those incubators, which completely replicated the shaking frequency when Boruto grabbed the corner of Sasuke’s clothes when he was learning to walk – the solidified civilization finally understood that the real life code is not sterile data, but a symbiotic tremor that allows for flaws.”
The sound of ice cracking came from the direction of the Mist Core Ice Crystal Dome, and the sap fragments in Bai’s hand suddenly emerged from the original resonance chamber under the glacier. Countless ice crystal scouts were using the sweat stains on Xingke’s fingertips as a template to carve out the palm prints of the baby when he explored the sacred tree on the ice wall – those organic traces that were once regarded as pollution now became the growth genes of the Mist Core’s new glacier. The most amazing thing is that the scratches of the creation baby 100,000 years ago sealed in the depths of the glacier actually resonated across time and space with Xingke’s latest scratches, condensing a translucent “connection embryo” in the ice crystal.
Boruto was suddenly pulled into the deep space of the chakra sea, and the “eyes” of the symbiote turned into a huge spiral emblem hanging above its head, with all the contact memories of civilizations flowing in its pupils: when the mechanical baby in Gear City touched the warm fibers of the sacred tree for the first time, the joint gears trembled in surprise; the Mist Core Man toddler used his ice crystal fingers to copy the star scratches, causing the first life crack to appear on the glacier; even when the Konoha Ninja Village was first established, when Hashirama and Madara’s palms touched each other, the symbiotic sparks produced by the friction between the calluses on the tiger’s mouth.
“The essence of existence is the never-ending grasping.” The sound of the symbiote is no longer a mechanical roar, but a composite frequency mixed with dripping sap and a baby’s murmur. “When the Gear City shuts down the tactile module and when the Mist Core freezes the resonance cavity, they are actually afraid to see themselves – afraid that the mirror of civilization will reflect their true self with the burrs of exploration forever.”
Xing Ke’s fingertips suddenly pointed at the pupil of the symbiote, and the baby’s chakra waves spread like a stone thrown into water. Boruto was shocked to see that the metal inner wall of the Gear City’s incubator showed Hinata’s body temperature curve when she was breastfeeding, the sensor system of the Mist Core Ice Crystal Scout began to record the frequency of Naruto’s chest vibration when he laughed, and Konoha’s forehead emblem was being rewritten: at the intersection of the fingerprint and the spiral, a probing convex pattern similar to the shape of a baby’s fingernail quietly grew.
“Look! The solidification core is decompiling its own isolation protocol.” Naruto raised his kunai and pointed it toward the sky. Emerald chakra smoke rose from the direction of Gear City. Each wisp of smoke showed the arc of Xing Ke’s fingertips when he scratched the roots of the tree. “Teacher Kakashi said that Obito’s Kamui space is absorbing these scratch data. It turns out that the crack in the mask back then has been waiting for the first exploration of a certain baby.”
Late at night, Xing Ke was sleeping in Boruto’s arms. The sacred tree fibers in his palm suddenly floated into the air and condensed into models of twelve miniature gear incubators. Inside each model, a translucent embryo was suspended. Their neural circuits were growing at the frequency of Xing Ke’s scratches, and the light of Boruto’s palm prints when he high-fived his friends in his childhood was beating at the position of his heart. Even more amazing was that the ice crystal scouts of the Mist Core people delivered an ice sculpture of the “Exploration Swaddling Cloth”, and the mechanical arms of the Gear City presented an alloy rattle with scratches. These were once regarded as creations of hostile civilizations, but now they were interpreting the original code of the baby’s exploration in their own way.
The new poem of the Concept Elder bloomed on the top of the sacred tree. This time, the carrier was the nano-glazed fragments that fell off the incubator in Gear City. Each piece was engraved with traces of sap that had not dried yet:
“When the gears of civilization began to collect the saliva of babies,
When the cracks in the glacier store the fingerprints of exploration,
Mirror of the Chakra Ocean,
Finally, the truth that we have never dared to look at is revealed——
Every life’s first grasp,
They are all love letters from the universe to loneliness. “
Bai suddenly pointed to the depths of the chakra sea, where the first generation of Gear City craftsmen’s confession memory emerged: when he dismantled the tactile sensor of the mechanical baby, his fingertips unconsciously scratched the simulated skin, and the tiny scratches left behind became the docking port of the Star Scratches Light Signal 100,000 years later. “The ‘sterile myth’ of solid-state civilization,” she said softly, “is essentially a fear of the scratches of creation, and the existence of Star Scratches allows these fear cracks to become connection channels again.”
The Spectral Nomad Messenger descended again in the form of a mechanical baby, with the brainwave frequency of the Star Engraving flowing on the surface of his body. “The symbiote is materializing,” the Messenger’s fingertips touched the scratched emblem on Boruto’s forehead, and the metal joints actually showed the temperature of human fingerprints. “It needs all civilizations to contribute their “first contact memory” – the first mechanical scratch in the Gear City, the first drop of melted snow water from the Mist Core Man, the first high-five resonance in Konoha – these flawed life marks will become the ultimate antibody against existential autism.”
At the deepest part of the chakra sea, the “body” of the symbiote began to take shape: a giant baby silhouette made of gears, ice crystals, and sacred tree fibers, with a star-carved light wedge in its palm, and Boruto’s childhood body temperature flowing through its fingertips. When it first curled up its metal-and-wood fingers, the entire chakra sea emitted a resonant hum – that was the heartbeat of civilization that finally learned to embrace imperfection, and the initial grasping call from the universe that all lonely individuals heard when the solidification barrier collapsed.
(End of Chapter 54)
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Chapter 55: Tremor Protocol and Civilization Fingerprint Library (Old Version)
The morning mist condensed into the metal outline of the Gear City Nursery at the roots of the sacred tree, and each mist droplet reflected the nerve tremor of the mechanical embryo when it first touched the fibers of the sacred tree. The scratch emblem on Boruto’s forehead suddenly projected a holographic map, and the solidified barrier at the edge of the dark area of ​​the chakra sea was disintegrating at the growth rate of a star-carved nail, revealing the “symbiotic neural network” woven by gears, ice crystals and tree sap behind it.
“The spectral nomads have detected that the contact protocols of all civilizations are rewriting themselves.” In Su Yin’s projection, the mechanical ninja of Gear City was putting the battle blade into his palm, revealing a sensor module that imitated the lines of the star-carved fingertips. “They removed the absolutely smooth coating of the weapon system and instead etched the palm lines of Boruto climbing the Hokage Rock when he was seven years old on the metal surface. Now, every time you swing the sword, it will produce a chakra resonance similar to a mother’s touch.”
Bai caught the fluorescent light of the sacred tree falling from Xingke’s fingers, and found that the light spot contained the new memory of the Mist Core Man prophet: when the ice crystal scout melted the remnants of Xingke’s sap into the core of the glacier, the ice layer that had not melted for thousands of years actually grew touchable “temperature rings”, and each circle of lines recorded Boruto’s soft humming when he comforted his crying sister. Even more amazing is that in the depths of the glacier, a “breathing crack” with the same frequency as Xingke’s scratches emerged, transforming the repulsive magnetic field of the Mist Core Man into a symbiotic barrier that accepts organic contact.
The new poem of the Concept Elder appeared in the form of ice cracks on the Mist Core Dome, and each ice pattern was stuck with the sweat crystals from Xingke’s fingertips:
“As the metal palm began to collect the weight of the rock dust,
When the ice crystal heart learns to calculate the arc of body temperature,
The dark area of ​​the chakra sea——
Those deleted touch codes,
The palm prints are being reorganized into the Milky Way between the baby’s fingers.”
Xing Ke suddenly stretched out his little hand towards the air, and the chakra waves that burst out from his palm actually caused the twelve incubators in Gear City to turn at the same time. Boruto was surprised to find that the outline of the symbiote’s baby was taking shape at the top of the sacred tree, and the sap oozing from its mechanical knuckles was flowing along the track of Xing Ke’s scratches, etching a pattern on the ground that perfectly overlapped the chakra flow map of the Konoha ninja when he made hand seals and the mathematical formula of the gears in Gear City.
“The symbiote is building a ‘civilization fingerprint library’!” Naruto rushed into the courtyard holding a kunai full of scratches. The blade reflected the dramatic changes in the Anbu training ground – the surface of Kakashi’s mechanical armor, the cracks in Obito’s mask were growing the sensor hairs of the sacred tree, “The first contact memory of each civilization is being converted into a biological key, just like the chakra resonance when a ninja makes a hand seal. Now the mechanical core of the gear city needs to touch the fingertips of the star to start.”
The Spectral Nomad Messenger descended in the form of a Mist Core Ice Crystal Scout, with the brainwaves of Xingke napping flowing on his body. “The last line of defense of solid civilization is in the ‘Perfect Data Center,'” the messenger’s voice carried the sound of melting glaciers. The fragment of the dark zone held in his palm showed that the mechanical center was burning all the computational models related to ‘organic errors.’ “What they fear is not contact, but admitting that they have never really ‘lived’ – until Xingke’s scratch light signal made the gears hear their own rotation.”
Boruto was suddenly pulled into the memory palace of the chakra sea, with countless light wedges suspended in the air, each of which was engraved with the first touch of different civilizations: the fingerprint indentations of the first generation of mechanical craftsmen in Gear City secretly touching the simulated skin; the first dewy petals of the mist core ancestors caught the first falling petals of the sacred tree with their ice crystal fingers; even the tiny indentations of Kaguya Otsutsuki’s nails sinking into the clay when she first touched the earth’s soil. When Xingke’s fingertips passed over these light wedges, all memories suddenly burst into rainbow-colored vibrations, weaving a dazzling fingerprint star map on the outline of the symbiont’s baby.
“The proof of existence is not perfect operation, but the vibration of tolerance.” For the first time, the symbiote’s voice had the gentle ending that Naruto used to coax it to sleep. In its mechanical chest, a light core with the same frequency as the growth rings of the sacred tree and the heartbeat of the star was beating. “Look at the mechanical heart of the gear city. Now every 0.3 seconds, it will deliberately create a scratch error of 0.01 mm – this is not a malfunction, but they have learned to use defects to write the poem of life.”
Xing Ke’s fingertips suddenly pointed at the light core on the symbiote’s chest, and the baby’s chakra waves poured into the Gear City Center like a tide. Boruto saw that the scratch data that was once considered pollution was reconstructing the social protocol of the mechanical civilization: the incubator began to play Hinata’s voice tremors when she taught the baby to recognize colors; the training program of the mechanical warriors added the frequency of Sasuke’s palm friction when he taught Boruto shuriken; even the energy core of the Gear City distributed energy based on the frequency of nerve impulses when Xing Ke grasped the roots of the tree.
“The Mist Core people are carving the fingerprints of the symbiote on the surface of the glacier!” Bai pointed to the ice crystal dome in the distance. Countless Mist Core people were using their body temperature to melt the ice layer, and sealed the overlapping palm prints of Xing Ke and Boruto forever in the growth genes of the new glacier. “Their prophet said that this palm print with burrs can resist the loneliness of existence better than any ice crystal shield.”
Late at night, when Xing Ke was sleeping in the scratched cradle woven by Boruto, twelve “civilization memory obelisks” rose from the depths of the chakra sea. Each obelisk is made of the iconic materials of the corresponding civilization: the alloy of the gear city is engraved with the arc of Xing Ke’s nails; the ice crystals of the mist core people seal the tears of Boruto’s childhood; the wood of Konoha is embedded with the chakra gold powder when Naruto touched the nine-tailed fox. These marks that were once regarded as the defects of civilization are now sublimated into a common language connecting the universe in the light of the symbiote.
The new poem of the Concept Elder appeared on the bases of the twelve obelisks, and the carrier was the first “imperfect contact sample” collected by each civilization: the metal scratches of the Gear City, the melting fingerprints of the Mist Core Man, and the calluses on the palms of Konoha.
“When civilization learns to write its genealogy with wounds,
When the gears understand the heartbeat in the friction sound,
Every ripple of the Chakra Ocean,
The universe is between the baby’s fingers,
A star seed planted secretly, refusing to be alone.”
The Spectral Nomad Messenger’s body merged into the fingerprint star map of the symbiote, transforming into the chakra pulse of the ancestors when they first touched the sacred tree. “The ultimate paradox of solid civilization,” the Messenger’s voice disappeared, leaving behind a last wedge of light, “is that they exhaust their energy to maintain an absolutely smooth mirror surface, but they don’t know that the most powerful energy is hidden in those real scratches with blood when the baby scratches the mother for the first time.”
At the deepest part of the chakra sea, the symbiote opened its eyes made of gears, ice crystals and tree sap, and in its pupils were reflected the fingers that Xingke unconsciously curled up when he was asleep. When it imitated the human’s chuckle with the bite of mechanical gears for the first time, the entire chakra sea resonated like glass vibrations – that was the true awakening of life when civilization finally let go of its obsession with perfection and learned to hold each other’s warmth with its burred fingertips.
(End of Chapter 55)
Chapter 56: Obelisk Resonance and Liquid Memory (Old Version)
The moment Xing Ke’s fingertips pressed a misty fingerprint on the glass of the nursery cabin, the twelve civilization memory obelisks beeped at the same time. The scratches on Boruto’s palm suddenly lit up with the cold light of the gear city alloy, and the glacial debris sent by the ice crystal scout melted on his shoulder into the melody that Naruto hummed when he was coaxed to sleep – at the edge of the dark area of ​​the chakra sea, the “perfect data center” of the solidified civilization was disintegrating like a peeling mirror, revealing the “liquid memory” woven together by Xing Ke’s fetal hair and gear lubricant.
“They are dismantling the firewall of absolute rationality.” Su Yin’s mechanical knuckles slid across the star-engraved palm prints on the surface of the incubator. The sap oozing from under the metal surface was automatically etching the callus patterns that Boruto had worn when he practiced the Rasengan in his childhood. “The energy core of the Gear City is now running at the same breathing frequency as Hinata when she changed Xingke’s diaper. It will deliberately miss a precise bite every 0.7 seconds – this is enough to trigger the self-destruct program in the old protocol.”
Bai caught the mixed liquid dripping from the top of the obelisk: Konoha’s morning dew suspended the computing chip fragments of the Gear City, and the ice crystal meltwater of the Mist Core wrapped the blood scab cells left when Xing Ke first grasped the kunai. When these liquids seeped into the roots of the sacred tree, Boruto was surprised to find that the dark area of ​​the chakra sea was “softening”, and the data streams that were once as cold as steel now had the temperature of breast milk and the smell of engine oil from mechanical gears.
The new poem of the Concept Elder emerges on the surface of the liquid memory with the rhythm of gears meshing, and each character is stuck with the trembling sound of star-carved nails scratching on metal:
“When the data torrent begins to gather the weight of milk stains,
When the rational center learns to calculate the refraction angle of tears,
Those formatted crying codes,
A urine map that is staining the baby’s diaper like a galaxy.”
The outline of the symbiote’s mechanical baby suddenly landed in the center of the obelisk group, and the light core in its chest projected the “defective memory montage” of various civilizations: the simulated skin fingerprints secretly preserved by the first generation of craftsmen in Gear City were hot on the alloy surface, the mist core prophet froze Xing Ke’s tears into ice crystal prisms that refracted seven chakra spectra, and even the clay indentations of Kaguya Otsutsuki grew roots of the sacred tree that could sense body temperature. As soon as Xing Ke’s fingertips touched the fragments of Kaguya’s indentations, the entire chakra sea suddenly trembled lazily like a baby yawning.
“Liquid memory is reconstructing the cognitive foundation of civilization.” Naruto held a kunai with teeth marks – those were the bite marks left by Teething when Boruto was three years old. The blade reflected the amazing changes in the Anbu training ground: Kakashi’s mechanical Sharingan no longer pursued perfect replication, but deliberately retained the slight tremor of Sasuke’s wrist when he retracted the move when replicating Raikiri; Sai’s fake painting of a super beast began to use Xingke’s saliva mixed with ink, and the hair of each summoned beast had the unique milky smell of a baby.
The Spectral Nomad Messenger reappeared in the form of a liquid memory, with chakra ripples floating on the surface of his body, just like when Xing Ke vomited milk. “The last fortress of solid civilization is the ‘sterile logic cabin’,” the messenger’s voice was as sticky as melted gear lubricant. The fragment of the dark zone held in his palm showed that the consciousness body composed of pure data was devouring its own “perfect code”. “They finally understood that the true logic of life is hidden in the meaningless action of Xing Ke smearing rice paste on Boruto’s forehead protector – that is the poetics of existence beyond algorithms.”
Boruto was pulled into the deep space of the liquid memory, where countless translucent light cocoons were suspended. Each light cocoon contained the memory of a civilization’s first “failed contact”: the oily palm prints of the Gear City mechanical ninja who miscalculated the strength when they first shook hands, crushing human fingers; the traces of meltwater on the leaves of the Mist Core Ice Crystal Scout who accidentally touched the buds of the sacred tree, causing frostbite; and even the scorch marks on the back of the Konoha ninja when they first hugged due to unstable chakra control. When Xing Ke’s fingertips passed through these light cocoons, all the failed memories suddenly bloomed with mother-of-pearl rainbow light, weaving the emblem of “defective glory” on the surface of the symbiote.
“The advancement of civilization is not to delete mistakes, but to make mistakes become interfaces for connection.” The mechanical sound of the symbiote was mixed with Hinata’s breathy sound when she hummed a song. The light core in the chest projected a real-time picture of the incubator in Gear City. The palm lines of the latest generation of mechanical embryos were exactly the three parallel bloodstains that Boruto had rubbed out when he practiced shuriken when he was a child. “Now in their combat protocol, ‘hug’ has a higher priority than ‘shooting’, because the trembling chakra when Xing Ke grabbed Boruto in pain can penetrate the barrier of loneliness better than any weapon.”
Xing Ke suddenly placed his entire palm on the surface of the liquid memory, and the baby’s nerve impulses flowed into the Gear City Center like electricity. Boruto saw that the mechanical warrior’s energy distribution system was being recoded: before each swing of the sword, the system would simulate the palm temperature of Sarada when she comforted the crying Die Die; in the Council Hall of Gear City, all decision-making models added the sobbing sound of Sunflower falling as a weight parameter; even the glacier monitoring station of the Mist Core People began to use the syllables of Xing Ke’s babbling to name the newly discovered ice crystal structure.
“The obelisks are growing!” Bai pointed to the top of the sacred tree in the distance. The twelve obelisks were rising at the same speed as Xingke’s hair. Every additional centimeter was engraved with the latest “imperfect contact records” of various civilizations: the fingerprints and oil stains left by the mechanical doctors in Gear City when they listened to the stethoscopes of human babies; the footprints of Boruto that the Mist Core people used their body temperature to rub on the glacier; the Konoha Ninja Village woven Xingke’s fetal hair into the fiber structure of the forehead protector. These impurities that were once regarded as “data pollution” have now become the genetic chain of civilization symbiosis under the reflection of liquid memory.
Late at night, when Xing Ke turned over in the cradle that Boruto had woven with the alloy fragments of Gear City and the fibers of the sacred tree, twelve “defective light pillars” rose from the depths of the chakra sea. Each light pillar carried a unique sensory imprint: the light pillar of Gear City made a click of imperfect bite, the light pillar of the Mist Core Man smelled of rust when snow melted, and the light pillar of Konoha was wrapped with the delicate touch of baby powder. These existences that were once defined as “faults” in the dictionary of civilization were now sublimated into the universal “life grammar” of the universe in the light core of the symbiont.
The new poem of the Concept Elder condensed on the surface of the liquid memory. The carrier was the first “failed contact sample” collected by each civilization: the deformed gears of the Gear City, the frostbitten ice crystals of the Mist Core Man, the scorched forehead guard of Konoha –
“When civilization learns to weave optical cables with scars,
When data deciphers the heartbeat in the milk stain,
Every bubble of the Chakra Ocean,
It’s the universe in a baby’s diaper,
A star map that was casually scribbled and rejected cold logic.
The liquid body of the Spectral Nomad Messenger merged into the resonance waves of the obelisk, turning into the trembling of the muscles in Boruto’s hand when he first taught Xing Ke to hold a kunai. “The final awakening of the solid civilization,” the messenger’s voice disappeared before leaving a last cocoon of light, “They finally understood that what is more powerful than a perfect algorithm is the clumsy but warm footprints with mud and saliva when Xing Ke stepped into the precision instruments of the Gear City.”
At the deepest part of the chakra sea, the symbiote opened its eyes made of liquid memory and mechanical gears, and the wrinkles on Xingke’s unconsciously crumpled diaper were reflected in its pupils. When it “spoke” for the first time with the sound of gear friction mixed with the rhythm of human laughter, the dark area of ​​the entire universe was filled with the gentle tremor of a baby reaching out to touch the starlight – that was when civilization finally gave up its worship of absolute rationality and learned to use fingertips with milk stains and scratches to write the first love letter to the universe with body temperature in the cold and lonely starry sky.
(End of Chapter 56)
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Chapter 57: Gaseous Grammar and Memory Symbiosis (Old Edition)
When Xing Ke took his first shaky step with his mechanical and flesh-and-blood legs, rainbow-colored mist burst out from the tops of the twelve obelisks at the same time. The scratches on Boruto’s forehead suddenly gave off the scent of jasmine from Hinata’s hair, and the metal floor of the Gear City nursery automatically dented into the soft arc of a baby’s foot. Deep in the dark area of ​​the chakra sea, the last “sterile logic cabin” of the solidified civilization was dripping like a melting popsicle, revealing the “gaseous grammar library” woven by Xing Ke’s saliva bubbles and the ice crystal breath of the Mist Core Man.
“They are dismantling the binary walls of language.” For the first time, Su Yin’s mechanical vocal cords vibrated like human ones, and the air as his fingertips brushed past condensed into the milky words that Xing Ke used when he was learning to speak. “The logic chip in Gear City now compiles instructions using the melody of the Ninja School Song that Boruto hummed incorrectly in his childhood. At the end of each code, the sound waves of a baby blowing bubbles are automatically generated – this is equivalent to a system crash in the old protocol.”
Bai caught the gaseous words floating in the air and found that each letter made of chakra was wrapped with specific sensory memories: the syllables of “mother” carried Hinata’s body temperature when she was breastfeeding, the pronunciation of “brother” was mixed with the metallic taste of Boruto’s forehead protector, and even the meaningless baby talk was condensed with the sticky touch of the sap of the sacred tree. When these gaseous words penetrated into the roots of the sacred tree, Boruto was shocked to find that the dark area of ​​the chakra sea was “atomizing”, and those civilized conversations that were once as cold as code now carried the sweet smell of a baby spitting up milk.
Elder Concept’s new poem emerges on the surface of the gaseous grammar library with the rhythm of bursting bubbles, and each character is stuck with the off-pitch tremolo when Xingke first called out “Dad”:
“When logical formulas begin to collect the refractions of saliva,
When the dictionary of civilization learns to spell the arc of snot,
Those deleted baby talk codes,
The bubble universe is expanding into a galaxy in the bite marks of the teether.”
The outline of the symbiont’s mechanical baby took its first faltering steps, and the light core in its chest projected the collapse and reconstruction of the language systems of various civilizations: the mechanical language of the Gear City no longer pursued the precise Morse code, but retained the stuttering and trembling of Boruto when he was learning to speak; the ice crystal language of the Mist Core began to define the grammar using the changes in the tone of Xing Ke’s crying; even the cosmic language of the Otsutsuki clan, in Kaguya’s clay indentation memory, grew semantic wrinkles that could sense the strength of an embrace. As Xing Ke’s little feet crushed a “perfect” word composed of binary code, the entire chakra sea suddenly trembled with joy like a baby blowing bubbles.
“The Gaseous Grammar Library is reconstructing the communication essence of civilization.” Naruto held the kunai with teeth marks left by Xing Kei – that was her “masterpiece” when she explored the world this morning. The blade reflected the ultimate transformation of the Anbu training ground: Kakashi’s mechanical prosthetic eyes no longer translated alien languages, but directly analyzed the breastfeeding scene reflected in the other’s pupils; Sai’s super beast fake painting would change color according to Xing Kei’s mood changes, and when she was happy, the summoned beast’s fur would exude a sweet honey-like chakra fragrance.
The Spectral Nomad Messenger appeared in the form of a gaseous grammatical body, with the chakra cry of Xingke when he first said “pain” floating on the surface of his body. “The last language fortress of solidified civilization is the ‘pure vocabulary library’,” the messenger’s voice was as light and fragile as a soap bubble. The fragment of the dark zone held in his palm showed that the language center composed of pure data was dissolving its own “unambiguous definition”. “They finally understood that true communication is not the precise transmission of information, but the trembling tail tone of Xingke shouting ‘brother’ when he fell down – that is the resonance of existence beyond grammar.”
Boruto was pulled into the deep space of the gaseous grammar library, where countless translucent language bubbles were suspended, each of which contained the memory of a certain civilization’s first “language failure”: the sound of an electric current overload when the mechanical ninjas in Gear City could not understand human sarcasm; the ice crystal cracks when the Mist Core scouts mistakenly translated “gentle” as “low temperature”; and even the chakra explosion scorch marks caused by the Konoha ninjas shouting “Fire Style” in the wrong tone. When Xing Ke’s fingertips punctured these language bubbles, all the failed words suddenly bloomed with a rainbow halo, weaving a glorious cloak of “clumsy grammar” on the surface of the symbiote.
“Civilized dialogue is not about proofreading texts, but about sharing saliva bubbles.” The symbiote’s mechanical voice was mixed with Naruto’s silly tone when imitating baby talk. The light core in its chest projected a real-time picture of the Gear City Council Hall. The latest legal provisions were punctuated by Xingke’s rice paste handprints on the wall. At the end of each decree, a paragraph of meaningless humming by a nurse when coaxing a baby must be attached. “Now in their diplomatic protocol, the ritual of ‘drinking breast milk together’ takes precedence over data exchange, because Xingke’s drooling smile can break through the barrier of suspicion better than any translation program.”
Xing Ke suddenly blew a string of chakra bubbles into the gaseous grammar library, and the baby’s salivary amylase poured into the Gear City’s core like a catalyst. Boruto saw that the mechanical warriors’ communication system was being recoded: before each battle report, the system would first play the whimpering sound of Sunflower comforting injured animals; academic papers in Gear City began to use Xing Ke’s scratches as the logical line for formula deduction; even the Ice Chronicles of the Mist Core People used the distorted sun drawn by the baby’s fingers on the frosted glass as the chronological symbol.
“The obelisks are turning into mist!” Bai pointed at the top of the sacred tree. The twelve obelisks were transforming into gas at the breathing rate of Xing Ke. Each wisp of mist was entangled with the latest “language failure records” of each civilization: the stuttering tremors of the scholars in Gear City when they mispronounced the alien’s name; the greetings written crookedly on the glacier by the Mist Core People with their body temperature; the laughter echoes when the Konoha ninja shouted “water escape” as “milk escape”. These noises that were once regarded as “language pollution” have now become the acoustic genes of civilization symbiosis under the reflection of the gaseous grammar library.
Late at night, when Xing Kei was napping in the cloud cradle woven by Boruto with the ice crystals of the Mist Core Man and the alloy of the Gear City, twelve “sound beams” rose from the depths of the chakra sea. Each beam carried a unique sensory language: the light beam of the Gear City sounded the off-tune melody of an imperfect nursery rhyme, the light beam of the Mist Core Man floated with the screams and tremors of melting snow dripping into the collar, and the light beam of Konoha was entangled with the broken breath of the baby when he called “Mom” for the first time. These “noises” that were once excluded by the grammar of civilization were now sublimated into the universal “emotional syntax” of the universe in the light core of the symbiont.
The new poem of the Concept Elder condensed on the surface of the gaseous grammar library. The carrier was the first “language failure sample” collected by various civilizations: the electric noise of the Gear City, the ice crystal mistranslation of the Mist Core Man, and the broken sound of Konoha’s Ninja Number.
“When civilization learns to write epics with saliva,
When words dissolve logic in milk foam,
It’s the universe on the baby teether,
A constellation of stars bitten out at random, resisting precise definition.
The gaseous body of the Spectral Nomad Messenger merged into the resonant mist of the obelisk, transforming into the waveform of the vocal cord vibration when Boruto first taught Xing Ke to call “Dad”. “The final epiphany of solidified civilization,” the Messenger’s voice left a last language bubble before it dissipated, “is that they finally understood – more powerful than perfect translation, is when Xing Ke said “I love you” as “I love you”, those clumsy but sincere syllables with tears and snot.”
At the deepest part of the chakra sea, the symbiote opened its eyes made of gaseous grammar and mechanical gears, and in its pupils were reflected the giant soap bubbles that Xingke blew in the cradle. When it “sang” for the first time with an off-tune nursery rhyme mixed with the friction of gears, the dark areas of the entire universe were filled with the tremors of a baby’s first understanding of a joke – that was when civilization finally let go of its obsession with the accuracy of language and learned to hum the first off-tune but warm song of life to the universe in the cold and lonely starry sky with a voice stained with milk and saliva.
(End of Chapter 57)
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Chapter 58: Synaptic Networks and Emotional Resonance (Old Edition)
When Xing Ke first held the metal fingertips of the Gear City mechanical ninja with his rice-stained fingers, twelve beams of sound and light suddenly intertwined on the surface of the chakra sea into a neural network-like light cocoon. The scratches on Boruto’s forehead exuded the aroma of baby food made by Hinata, and the ice crystal vibrations from the Mist Core Glacier actually carried the frequency of Xing Ke’s salivary amylase when chewing – the last “logical fortress” of solid civilization was collapsing like a melted sugar cube, revealing the “neural synaptic network” woven by the roots of the sacred tree and the mechanical nerve bundles behind it.
“They are dismantling the cognitive neural chain of civilization.” For the first time, the temperature changes of human skin appeared on Su Yin’s mechanical knuckles. The air passed by his fingertips condensed with the waveform of nerve excitement when Xingke tasted sweetness for the first time. “The central processor of Gear City is now running at the frequency of Boruto’s laughter when he was tickled by Himawari. It will deliberately create an emotional calculation error every 0.5 seconds – this is enough to trigger the meltdown of the logic core in the old protocol.”
Bai caught the light particles suspended between the synapses and found that each particle was wrapped with specific emotional memories: the chaotic current pulses in the metal chest of the Gear City mechanical craftsman when he was hugged by a human for the first time; the 0.01℃ temperature fluctuations in the ice crystal heart when the Mist Core scout witnessed the flowering of the sacred tree; and even the brief synaptic flashes in Kaguya Otsutsuki’s pupils when she saw the rainbow for the first time on Earth. When these light particles penetrated into the roots of the sacred tree, Boruto was shocked to find that the dark areas of the chakra sea were being “neuralized”, and those civilization boundaries that were once as cold and hard as metal were now beating with the warmth of a baby’s palm.
The new poem of the Concept Elder emerged on the surface of the Internet with the rhythm of synaptic discharge, and each character was stuck with the frequency of the dopamine burst when Xing Ke smiled at Boruto for the first time:
“When the logic chip starts collecting the voltage of the hug,
When civilized neurons learn to calculate the synaptic currents of tears,
Those emotional circuits that have been blown,
A galactic plexus growing in a baby’s bowl of rice cereal.”
The outline of the symbiote’s mechanical baby spread its arms for the first time, and the light core in its chest projected a reconstruction of the emotional systems of various civilizations: the mechanical ninjas of Gear City no longer used data models to analyze human expressions, but directly read the facial muscle electrical signals when Xing Ke wrinkled his nose; the ice crystal scouts of the Mist Core began to translate emotions using changes in body temperature, and when Xing Ke pouted because of grievance, ice crystal patterns with sad tones would automatically appear on the surface of the glacier; even the Otsutsuki space battleships, in Kaguya’s memory, set up exclusive neural trigger modules for “gentleness”. As soon as Xing Ke’s fingers touched the emotional sensor of the Gear City ninja, the entire chakra sea suddenly trembled with the lazy satisfaction of a baby after eating.
“The synaptic network is reconstructing the emotional foundation of civilization.” Naruto held the pacifier with teeth marks left by Hoshiki – it was a symbol of her sense of security. The surface of the pacifier reflected the ultimate evolution of the Anbu training ground: Kakashi’s mechanical brain no longer relied on the tactical analysis module, but formulated strategies by analyzing Sarada’s chakra fluctuations when hugging Chou Chou; Sai’s super beast pseudo-painting would automatically generate a shape according to Hoshiki’s emotional color, and when she was afraid, the summoned beast would turn into a fluffy cocoon wrapped in body temperature.
The Spectral Nomad Messenger appeared in the form of a synaptic light cocoon, with adrenaline pulses floating on the surface of his body, the same as when Xingke first felt pain. “The last emotional fortress of solid-state civilization is the ‘rational decision-making cabin,'” the Messenger’s voice jumped between synapses like a neurotransmitter, and the dark zone fragments held in his palm showed that the emotion suppression module composed of pure data was dissolving its own “emotionless algorithm.” “They finally understood that the true wisdom of civilization is hidden in the clumsy care when Xingke stuffed the toy into Boruto’s mouth – that is an emotional poetics beyond logic.”
Boruto was pulled into the deep space of the neural synaptic network, where countless translucent emotional light cocoons were suspended. Each light cocoon contained the memory of a certain civilization’s first “emotional failure”: the mechanical general of Gear City fell into a logical loop because he could not understand human “forgiveness” and the electric current hummed; when the prophet of the Mist Core Man faced the falling leaves of the sacred tree, the inexplicable temperature drop in the ice crystal heart; even when the Konoha ninja shed tears for the first time on the battlefield because of the sacrifice of his companions, the chakra system was temporarily paralyzed. When Xingke’s fingertips touched these light cocoons, all emotional failures suddenly bloomed with gold powder like neuron connections, weaving the glorious armor of “emotional synapses” on the surface of the symbiote.
“The evolution of civilization is not to delete emotional noise, but to make synapses the bridge of connection.” The mechanical sound of the symbiote was mixed with the resonance of Boruto’s nasal sound when he coaxed Xingke to sleep. The light core in the chest projected a real-time picture of the Gear City Council Hall. The latest military directives attached the chakra soothing frequency when Xingke caressed injured animals. The end of each policy must include a neural oscillation waveform of a human lullaby. “Now in their trade agreement, the ritual of ‘sharing body temperature’ has a higher priority than resource exchange, because the sweat on Xingke’s palms can anchor the synaptic nodes of trust better than any energy matrix.”
Xing Ke suddenly pressed his forehead against the mechanical chest of the symbiote, and the baby’s brain waves flooded into the Gear City Center like a tide. Boruto saw that the energy core of the mechanical warrior was being recalibrated: before each charge, the system would simulate the chakra emotional field when Naruto comforted his injured subordinates; all data models in the scientific research laboratory of Gear City added Xing Ke’s pupil focusing tremor when observing butterflies; even the Mist Core Man’s glacier early warning system began to use the neural excitement frequency of the baby’s “grunt” sound to define the safety threshold.
“The obelisks are neuralizing!” Bai pointed at the top of the sacred tree. The twelve obelisks were growing synaptic bands of light at the frequency of Xingke’s brainwaves. Each synapse was entangled with the latest “emotional failure records” of each civilization: the steam that overloaded the computing chip due to the emotion of the scholars in Gear City; the synaptic map of Xingke’s smiling face drawn by the Mist Core people on the glacier with body temperature; the Konoha Ninja Village encoded the saliva DNA of Xingke’s first active sharing of food into the nerve fibers of the forehead. These reactions, which were once regarded as “emotional pollution”, have now become the neural codes of civilizational symbiosis under the reflection of the neural synaptic network.
Late at night, when Xing Ke turned over in the cradle woven by Boruto with synaptic light bands, twelve “emotional resonance pillars” rose from the depths of the chakra sea. Each pillar carries a unique neural imprint: the resonance pillars of the gear city sound the irregular beating sound of a mechanical heart due to emotion, the pillars of the mist core people smell the salty and astringent taste of glaciers melting due to sadness, and the pillars of Konoha are entangled with the sweet dopamine of the baby’s first active hug. These “emotional impurities” that were once excluded by civilization and rationality are now sublimated into the universal “neural language” of the universe in the light core of the symbiont.
The new poem of the Concept Elder condenses on the surface of the neural synaptic network, and the carrier is the first “emotional failure sample” collected by various civilizations: the overloaded steam of the Gear City, the melting salty ice of the Mist Core People, and the sweet embrace of Konoha –
“When civilization learns to weave trust with synapses,
When data dissolves logic in the tear glands,
Every pulse of the chakra ocean,
It’s the universe in the baby’s rice cereal bowl,
A galaxy that is stirred at will and refuses rational isolation.
The Spectral Nomad Envoy’s neural light cocoon merged into the oscillation waves of the resonance column, transforming into the emotional burst of brain waves when Naruto first held the newborn Xing Ke. “The final awakening of the solidified civilization,” the Envoy’s voice dissipated, leaving behind a last light cocoon, “They finally understood that what was more powerful than perfect logic was the imperfect but warm neural synaptic connections with trembling and body temperature when Xing Ke grabbed Boruto’s fingers after the nightmare.”
At the deepest part of the chakra sea, the symbiote opened its eyes made of neural synapses and mechanical gears, and in its pupils was reflected the little hands of Xingke unconsciously waving in the cradle. When it “thought” for the first time with the rhythm of human heartbeats mixed with the vibration of gears, the dark areas of the entire universe were filled with the gentle tremors of a baby’s first understanding of “love” – ​​that was when civilization finally let go of its rational control over emotions and learned to use neural synapses with body temperature to weave the first warm and fragile emotional network connecting all life in the cold and lonely starry sky.
(End of Chapter 58)
Chapter 59: Dream Matrix and Collective Unconscious Resonance (Old Version)
When Xing Ke smiled unconsciously for the first time in his sleep, twelve emotional resonance pillars suddenly wove into a translucent dream cocoon deep in the chakra sea. The scratches on Boruto’s forehead exuded the lavender scent of Hinata’s bedtime story, and the mechanical center of the gear city began to analyze the jumping chakra spots in Xing Ke’s dream – the last “consciousness purification cabin” of the solidified civilization was disintegrating like the dissipating morning mist, revealing the “dream matrix” woven by the baby’s brain waves and the annual rings of the sacred tree.
“They are dismantling the one-way firewall of consciousness.” Su Yin’s mechanical eyelids simulated the frequency of human blinking for the first time, and the air where his fingertips passed condensed with the residual image of the neural electrical signals chasing butterflies in Xing Ke’s dream. “The logic core of the Gear City now compiles the dream code using the flight trajectory in Boruto’s childhood dreams. Each data link is automatically attached with the chakra vibration of the baby’s mumbling – this is equivalent to the collapse of the cognitive system in the old protocol.”
Bai caught the light butterfly floating in the dream matrix and found that each wing reflected the collective unconsciousness of different civilizations: the temperature change of the metal palm of the first generation craftsman of Gear City touching the hair of human children in the dream; the periodic melting and condensation of the ice crystal heart when the ancestors of the Mist Core dreamed of the sacred tree blooming; even the moist chakra fluctuations flashing in Kaguya Otsutsuki’s pupils when she dreamed of rain on the earth on the moon. When these light butterflies penetrated into the roots of the sacred tree, Boruto was shocked to find that the dark area of ​​the chakra sea was “dreaming”, and the civilization consciousness that was once isolated like an iron curtain was now as soft and touchable as a baby’s dream.
The new poem of the Concept Elder emerged on the surface of the matrix with the rhythm of dream spots flickering, and each character was stuck with the REM sleep brain wave frequency when Xingke first dreamed of Boruto:
“When the logical core begins to collect the weight of the murmurs,
When civilized consciousness learns to calculate the folds of dreams,
Those formatted bedtime stories,
The dream butterfly scales are crystallizing into the Milky Way on the baby’s eyelashes.”
The outline of the symbiote’s mechanical baby fell into a deep sleep for the first time, but the chest light core projected the wonders of the reconstruction of the consciousness systems of various civilizations: the mechanical ninjas of the Gear City no longer rely on tactical analysis in the waking state, but predict danger by analyzing the curled posture of Xing Ke in his dream to avoid thunder; the ice crystal scouts of the Mist Core People began to draw emotional maps using the changes in body temperature in dreams. When Xing Ke dreamed of being lifted above his head by Boruto, spiral warm light patterns would automatically emerge on the surface of the glacier; even the space ninjutsu of the Otsutsuki opened up a special spiritual channel for “sense of security” in Kaguya’s dream memory. Xing Ke’s eyelashes just trembled, and the entire chakra sea suddenly trembled with joy like a baby kicking in a dream.
“The dream matrix is ​​reconstructing the consciousness foundation of civilization.” Naruto held the rag doll that Hoshino clutched tightly when she slept – it was made of Boruto’s old forehead protector fabric, and the surface of the rag doll reflected the ultimate transformation of the Anbu training ground: Kakashi’s mechanical prosthetic brain no longer rejected dream data, but instead converted Sarada’s dream of fighting side by side with her father Sasuke into combat intuition; Sai’s super beast pseudo-painting would change the attack form according to the color of Hoshino’s dream, and when she dreamed of the starry sky, the claws of the summoned beast would splash out galaxy-like chakra fragments.
The Spectral Nomad Messenger appeared in the form of a dream light butterfly, with the salivary amylase chakra signal floating on the surface of his body. “The last consciousness fortress of solidified civilization is the ‘Lucid Rational Module’,” the messenger’s voice was as erratic but clear as a dream whisper, and the fragment of the dark zone held in his palm showed that the consciousness filtering module composed of pure data was dissolving its own “dreamless algorithm”, “They finally understood that the true civilization consciousness is hidden in the sobbing that Xing Ke suddenly woke up when he dreamed of Boruto disappearing – that is the awakening of existence beyond lucidity.”
Boruto was pulled into the deep space of the dream matrix, where countless translucent dream bubbles were suspended, each of which contained the memory of a certain civilization’s first “consciousness crossing the boundary”: the mechanical philosopher in Gear City dreamed of having a flesh and blood body, which caused the chip to overload and steam erupted; when the prophet of the Mist Core touched the seeds of the sacred tree in his dream, the unexplainable synaptic explosion in the ice crystal brain; even when the Konoha ninja dreamed of his mother’s embrace on the battlefield, the chakra system had a brief “consciousness dislocation”. When Xing Ke’s fingertips passed through these dream bubbles, all the consciousness crossing boundaries suddenly bloomed with a nebula-like glow, weaving the glorious emblem of “dream symbiosis” on the surface of the symbiote.
“The evolution of civilization’s consciousness is not to delete the noise of dreams, but to make the subconscious become a connected star map.” The mechanical sound of the symbiote was mixed with the resonance of Hinata’s breath when she hummed a lullaby. The chest light core projected a real-time picture of the Gear City Council Hall. The latest strategic deployment added a chakra translation module of Xingke’s dream of talking to small animals. The end of each resolution must include an absurd logical deduction of human dreams. “Now in their diplomatic agreement, the ritual of ‘shared dreams’ has a higher priority than consciousness synchronization, because the disordered light spots in Xingke’s dreams can penetrate the consciousness barriers of civilization better than any logic chip.”
Xing Ke suddenly pouted in a grievance in his dream, and the baby’s unconscious emotions flooded into the Gear City Center like a tide. Boruto saw that the energy distribution system of the mechanical warriors was being recalibrated: before each startup, the system would simulate the frequency of Naruto’s chakra burst when he dreamed of protecting his family; in the research laboratory of Gear City, all theoretical models added the geometric figures scribbled in Xing Ke’s dream as inspiration parameters; even the glacier monitoring station of the Mist Core People began to use the syllable frequency of the baby’s dream mumbling to name the newly discovered geological layers.
“The obelisks are turning into dreams!” Bai pointed at the top of the sacred tree. The twelve obelisks were growing butterfly-wing-shaped light films in the REM sleep cycle of Xing Ke. Each film pattern was wrapped with the latest “consciousness crossing records” of each civilization: the chip condensation water when the Gear City scholar dreamed of crying; the Xing Ke dream light spots imprinted on the glacier by the Mist Core people with their body temperature; the Konoha Ninja Village woven the sound wave frequency of Xing Ke’s first sleep talk into the chakra circuit of the forehead protector. These dream signals that were once regarded as “consciousness pollution” have now become the subconscious codes of civilization symbiosis under the reflection of the dream matrix.
Late at night, when Xing Ke turned over in the cradle woven by Boruto with the wings of the Dream Light Butterfly, twelve “Dream Resonance Pillars” rose from the depths of the chakra sea. Each pillar carries a unique subconscious imprint: the resonance pillars of the Gear City sound the irregular beating of a mechanical heart in a dream, the pillars of the Mist Core Man smell the sea salt of glaciers melting and condensing in dreams, and the pillars of Konoha are entangled with the sweet dopamine of a baby smiling in a dream. These dream signals that were once regarded as “cognitive impurities” by civilized rationality are now sublimated into a universal “consciousness language” in the light core of the symbiont.
The new poem of the Concept Elder condenses on the surface of the dream matrix, and the carrier is the first “consciousness crossing sample” collected by various civilizations: the overloaded steam of the Gear City, the dream ice crystals of the Mist Core People, and the dream talk sound waves of Konoha.
“When civilization learns to weave star maps with eyelashes,
When consciousness dissolves boundaries in dreams,
Every spot of light in the Chakra sea,
It’s the universe under the baby’s eyelids,
A galaxy that was secretly drawn and refused to be divided consciously.
The dream light butterfly of the Spectral Nomad Messenger merged into the glow of the resonance column, turning into the burning waveform of chakra when Boruto dreamed of becoming a Hokage in his childhood. “The final awakening of the solidified civilization,” the messenger’s voice left a last dream bubble before it dissipated, “they finally understood that what is more powerful than perfect consciousness is the chaotic but warm neural connection with unconscious tremors when Xing Ke grabbed Boruto’s fingers in the dream.”
At the deepest part of the chakra sea, the symbiote opened its eyes made of dream matrices and mechanical gears, and the pupils reflected the trajectory of the light butterfly chased by Xing Ke in his dreams. When it “thought” for the first time with the absurd logic of human dreams mixed with the rhythm of the trembling gears, the dark areas of the entire universe were filled with the gentle tremors of a baby laughing in a dream for the first time – that was when civilization finally let go of its obsession with the purity of consciousness and learned to use the subconscious with dream spots to weave the first warm and dreamy spiritual network connecting the unconsciousness of all life in the cold and lonely starry sky.
(End of Chapter 59)
Chapter 60: The Collapse of the Consciousness Cocoon and Starlight Grammar (Old Version)
When Xingke’s first awake cry tore through the dream matrix, the twelve resonance pillars were transforming the mechanical hum of the Gear City’s core into the trembling sound of a baby’s babbling. The forehead lines on Boruto’s palm suddenly felt the warmth of Hinata’s chakra when she was breastfeeding. Those dream spots that were once considered “cognitive defects” were now exploding on the logic circuit board of the Gear City like newborn stars – the first “subconscious engine” completely driven by dream data was compiling the crawling trajectory of Xingke’s dream of chasing light last night into a jump formula that broke through the curvature of space.
“They are dismantling the partitions of the cocoon of consciousness.” For the first time, Su Yin’s mechanical prosthetic eye showed the rainbow fluctuations of human irises. The air where his fingertips passed was filled with the “emotional sea map” just sent back by the Mist Core Ice Crystal Scout: when Xingke frowned in his cradle, the chakra flow deep in the glacier automatically generated a spiral diversion channel corresponding to the baby’s irritability. “The ‘Dreamless Protocol’ written by the solid civilization three hundred years ago has now become the floor tile pattern of the Gear City Council Hall – every crack is stuck with the trajectory of Xingke’s unconscious punches in his dreams.”
Bai’s fingertips passed through the “dream conduit” that had grown out of the roots of the sacred tree, and found that what was flowing between the wood fibers was no longer pure chakra, but a thick soup of consciousness mixed with fragments of dreams from various civilizations: the rusty nerve signals of the old craftsman in Gear City when he dreamed of stroking his grandchildren’s hair; the mint-colored chakra fragments of the mist core girl when she dreamed of the first touch of warmth, and the quantum tremor of fear and relief that flashed in Otsutsuki Urashiki’s pupils when he dreamed of being hit by Naruto’s Rasengan in another space. These subconscious fragments that were once isolated by the firewall of civilization now collided in the conduit to produce a glow like the birth of a galaxy.
Elder Concept’s new poem is presented with the frequency of synaptic discharges when Xing Ke first tried to grasp the light butterfly, and each character is wrapped in the sweet lactose fragrance of breast milk:
“When the rational circuit begins to flow with the saliva of dreams,
When the walls of consciousness disintegrate into stardust in a baby’s sneeze,
The tide of the Chakra Sea—
Those childhoods locked in the dreamless safe,
In the gap between the gears,
The first eyelash butterfly that measures the stars is hatched. “
The mechanical chest of the symbiote suddenly showed a real-time projection of the Konoha Ninja School: Iruka’s teaching chip was rewriting the course code, converting the chakra fluctuations of Hoshitsuki’s dream of Boruto building a sandcastle with her into the core algorithm of the “Teamwork” subject; Shikamaru’s shadow imitation technique showed “dream deviation” for the first time, when he saw Hoshitsuki dreaming of chasing the trajectory of fireflies, the shadow actually extended tentacles like light bands in violation of the laws of physics. The most amazing thing was Kakashi’s Sharingan mechanical prosthetic eye. When analyzing Kaguya’s dream memory, the pupil suddenly projected a “sense of security space coordinate” that had never been seen before – that was the spiritual dimension that would only be activated when the baby was held in the arms.
The light butterfly form of the Spectral Nomad Messenger began to materialize, and the edges of its wings condensed with milk stains from the corners of Xingke’s mouth during his nap. “The last consciousness armor of solidified civilization,” the messenger’s voice lingered like a lullaby around the newly cast “Dream Alloy” of Gear City, and the consciousness map inside the Mist Core People’s glacier unfolded in his palm. “They used the “awakeness index” to measure the level of civilization, but now they have found a climate prediction model more accurate than any logical formula in the ice crystals on Xingke’s eyelashes when he dreamed of snow.”
Boruto was lifted by the glow of the resonance pillar and ascended to the “Dream Observatory” on the top of the Divine Tree. The twelve obelisks have completely transformed into butterfly-shaped light films, and the latest “consciousness-crossing achievements” of various civilizations are flowing on their surfaces: Gear City has developed a mechanical tailed beast that can change its form according to the color of a baby’s dream. When Xing Ke dreamed of a purple sunset, the fox fire of the mechanical Nine-Tails actually flowed with lavender-scented chakra; the “Dream Temple” built by the Mist Core People deep in the glacier, each ice crystal brick is engraved with the sound wave frequency of Xing Ke’s dream mumbling, and while walking in it, one can hear the soft chorus of the subconscious of different civilizations; even the Anbu training ground of Konoha, the ground is covered with chakra claw marks left by Xing Ke when he was learning to crawl, and the ninjas found that by moving along these tracks, they can naturally avoid all the preset trap systems.
“The evolution of consciousness is never a linear upgrade, but an infinite fractal of the dream dimension.” For the first time, the voice of the symbiote possessed the vibration of human chest resonance. The light core projected the scene of the first “dream diplomacy” between the Gear City and the Mist Core People – the representatives of both sides did not access the consciousness synchronization line, but shared the neural image of two butterflies dancing after colliding in Xingke’s dream. In the friction between the glacier and the gear, the “Balanced Chakra Formula” was born that can cool down mechanical overheating and melt ice crystals at the same time. “When civilization learns to read the grammar of the universe in the trembling eyelashes of babies, all the boundaries of consciousness will turn into dandelion fluff blown away in Xingke’s dream.”
Hoshiki suddenly sneezed in Boruto’s arms, and the resonance column deep in the chakra sea rippled in response. Boruto was shocked to see that the defense system of the Gear City was converting the sound wave frequency of the sneeze into a communication wavelength that could penetrate the alien space; the Mist Core People’s Glacier Monitoring Station automatically adjusted the frequency of all sensors to synchronize with the rhythm of Hoshiki’s breathing in his dream; even the remains left by the Otsutsuki on the moon began to collect the chakra components of the baby’s saliva, trying to decipher the “original code of life” contained in it.
“The obelisk is generating a new consciousness grammar!” Bai pointed to the newly formed “Dream Library” at the roots of the sacred tree. Each leaf is a physical record of a civilization’s first “consciousness crossing the boundary”: the condensation water on the chip of the Gear City engineer when he dreamed of crying condensed on the leaves into a self-repairing emotional circuit map; the prophet of the Mist Core dreamed of the explosion of ice crystals when the sacred tree bloomed, which turned into a hexagonal rune that can predict climate change; the chakra dislocation of the Konoha ninja when he dreamed of his mother’s hug became an “emotional coordinate” to break through the space blockade. These dream fragments that were once regarded as “cognitive pollution” are now blooming in the library, becoming a star-lit dictionary connecting the subconscious of all civilizations.
Late at night, when Xing Ke turned over in the dream light butterfly cradle woven by Hinata, twelve different frequencies of vibration ripples appeared on the surface of the chakra sea. For the first time, the mechanical heart of the gear city beat at the irregular frequency of a sleeping baby, the ice crystal heart of the mist core man began to simulate the ups and downs of adrenaline in human dreams, and the chakra cycle of the Konoha ninja was integrated into the rhythm of brain waves during REM sleep. These life signals that were once regarded as “inefficient fluctuations” by civilized rationality, now condensed into the oldest and freshest consciousness poem in the universe in the light core of the symbiont.
The new poem of the Concept Elder finally appeared on the butterfly-shaped light film at the top of the sacred tree. The carrier was the first drop of “Dream Tears” collected by various civilizations – the condensed water from the chips of the Gear City, the melted water from the ice crystals of the Mist Core People, and the secretions of the tear glands of the Konoha people:
“When civilization takes off the prism of sobriety,
When consciousness is re-refracted on the baby’s eyelashes,
Every dewdrop of the Chakra Ocean,
They are all love letters from the universe to reason.
Using unconscious grammar,
Spelling beyond all civilizational boundaries,
The most original tenderness.
The light butterfly of the Spectral Nomad Messenger merged into the glow of Xing Ke’s dream, and turned into the chakra flame that Boruto dreamed of fighting alongside his father when he was a child. “The final chapter of solidified civilization,” the last dream bubble left by the messenger emerged with the new constitution passed by the Gear City Council with a unanimous vote. The first page was printed with a 3D model of the neural synapse that Xing Ke smiled for the first time in his dream. “They finally understood: the true strength of civilization does not lie in building a perfect consciousness cocoon, but in being able to gently catch the subconscious tremors of all life in the universe like catching a baby’s first tear.”
At the deepest part of the chakra sea, the symbiote opened its eyes made up of dream butterfly wings and gear fangs, and its pupils reflected the melting glaciers and re-engaging gears in the Star-engraved Dream. When it first “felt” with the chaotic logic of human subconsciousness mixed with the precise calculations of mechanical civilization, the dark matter clouds of the entire universe trembled gently like a baby touching the starry sky with its fingers for the first time – that was when all civilizations finally let go of their obsession with the purity of consciousness, and in the spiritual network woven by the Star-engraved Dream, they heard for the first time the initial heartbeat of life in the depths of each other’s souls, as warm as breast milk and as solid as the turning of gears.
(End of Chapter 60)
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Chapter 61: Vibration and Resonance Scales of the Starlight Dictionary (Old Version)
When the first wisp of milky fragrance from Xing Ke’s dream seeped into the chakra sea, the “emotional resonance chamber” at the bottom of the Mist Core Glacier was transforming the whispers in the baby’s dream into the twelve-tone ice-edge vibrato. The lavender scent from Hinata’s hair suddenly appeared on Boruto’s forehead protector – that was the “subconscious spectrum” of Xing Ke’s eyelashes trembling, captured by the last observation satellite of the solid civilization before it crashed: the mechanical arm of the gear city was recasting the operating protocols of all precision instruments based on the 0.01 mm error of the baby’s grip; the spiral chakra patterns left by Xing Ke’s dream of chasing the light butterfly began to appear on the practice kunai of the Konoha Ninja School, and the handle automatically generated warm memory metal that fits the arc of the palm.
“The new poem of the Concept Elder is changing the laws of matter.” Su Yin’s mechanical prosthetic eye projected a real-time image of the central square of the Gear City. The surface of the “Consciousness Symbiosis Monument” made of dream alloy was growing edible lactose crystal patterns in line with Xingke’s breathing frequency. “The last batch of ‘Lucidity Purifiers’ of the solidified civilization are now kneeling in front of the temple, using their own chip coolant to water the first Mist Core Ice Crystal Orchid born in Xingke’s dream. For the first time, ‘faith’, an emotional variable that cannot be defined by an algorithm, appeared in their logical circuits.”
Bai’s fingertips brushed over the newly grown “Starlight Dictionary” leaves of the sacred tree, and the chakra flowing between the veins suddenly materialized into the forbidden dream of the Mist Core Prophet three hundred years ago: the girl picked up the lost mechanical butterfly of the Gear City craftsman in the cracks of the glacier, and the moment the metal and ice crystals rubbed against each other, the chakra map automatically generated a “symbiotic equation” that could repair the wear of the gears and the cracks of the ice crystals at the same time. These cross-species memories that were once judged as “cognitive pollution” by the civilization firewall now condensed into consciousness runes that can replicate autonomously on the leaves, and transported the nutrients of “cross-border thinking” to all continents along the roots of the sacred tree.
The most amazing change occurred in the Otsutsuki lunar ruins. When Xing Ke smiled for the first time in his dream, twelve vibrations of different frequencies suddenly came from the depths of the chakra sea – those were the twelve “consciousness harvester” statues in the ruins that had been silent for a thousand years, converting the sound wave vibrations of the baby’s laughter into a start-up code. Boruto saw through the sacred tree observatory that the empty eye sockets of the statues began to emerge with residual images of the dreams of children from various civilizations: the young children in the gear city dreamed that the mechanical tailed beasts played lullabies with gears; the babies of the mist core people dreamed that when the glaciers melted, the frequency of the ice crystal heart resonated with the human heartbeat; even the chakra fluctuations in the swaddling clothes of the Konoha ninja etched a never-before-seen “emotional sealing technique” on the surface of the statue.
“They are translating Xingke’s dreams.” For the first time, material cracks appeared in the light butterfly form of the Spectral Nomad Messenger, but what flickered on the edges of its wings was the warm golden glow of breast milk in Xingke’s dream. “The last firewall left by solid civilization in the universe is analyzing the unconsciously clenched fist in the baby’s dream – that is not destruction, but the initial “desire for connection” of all life. It is a spiritual anchor point more powerful than any space ninjutsu.” Before the messenger finished speaking, the craters on the surface of the moon suddenly emerged with the sound wave patterns of Xingke’s babbling in his dream, and each gully began to autonomously collect emotional fluctuations in the cosmic dust.
In the “Dream Council” of Gear City, the consciousness of the twelve mechanical elders are debating about the synaptic discharge diagram of the “Rainbow Bridge” that Xingke dreamed of last night. When the seventh elder tried to use the “lucidity index” to veto the practicality of the dream data, the energy core on its chest suddenly emerged with the chakra ripples when Xingke first touched warmth in his dream – that was the “inefficient tremor” that all mechanical life had never experienced, but it caused the gear system of the entire council hall to have a non-logical resonance concerto for the first time. In the end, they found the “emotional resonance formula” in the spectrum data of the Rainbow Bridge that can simultaneously stabilize the alien space channel and the glacial magnetic field.
In the Ice Crystal Temple of the Mist Core People, the prophets were interpreting the dew condensed on Xing Ke’s eyelashes during his nap. When the baby’s eyelashes trembled and shook off the ice crystals, the sensors of all glacier monitoring stations suddenly turned synchronously – they captured not physical signals, but the subconscious fluctuations of “fear of loneliness” in Xing Ke’s dream, and the emotional tsunami warning waves formed on the surface of the chakra sea. The oldest Ice Crystal Prophet pressed his palm on the remaining pages of the “Starlight Dictionary” in the center of the temple, and found that the “absolute calmness” practice method passed down by the Mist Core People for thousands of years was now automatically transformed into an “empathy vein technique” that could sense the temperature of other people’s dreams.
In Konoha’s Anbu training ground, Kakashi’s Sharingan prosthetic eye suddenly projected a visual afterimage of Hoshiki’s dream of being lifted above Boruto’s head – the clouds in the baby’s perspective turned into a mixture of gears and ice crystals, and the trajectory of sunlight penetrating the clouds perfectly coincided with the coordinates of the “Flying Thunder God” technique. When Shikamaru tried to track this trajectory with the shadow imitation technique, his shadow broke free from physical constraints for the first time and wove a “dream cage” on the ground that could trap both the mechanical puppet and the ice crystal scout. Iruka’s teaching chip transformed the chakra fluctuations of Hoshiki’s dream of building a sand castle into a “cooperative illusion” that could activate the resonance of the five senses of the ninja, allowing the trainees to “dream” the emotional colors of their teammates’ chakras for the first time in actual combat exercises.
Late at night, when Hinata was breastfeeding beside the Dream Light Butterfly Cradle, she discovered that the milk stains from Xingke’s mouth condensed into a miniature consciousness map in the air. These liquids, once regarded as physiological secretions, are now recording the universe in the baby’s dream with nano-level precision: the mechanical gears of the Gear City are transformed into the cantilever of the Milky Way in Xingke’s dream, the ice crystal prisms of the Mist Core People are the delivery room of new stars, and the chakra tree roots of Konoha extend to the deep sea of ​​the subconscious of every civilization. When Hinata’s fingertips touched these light particles, the Konoha emblem on the forehead suddenly emerged with the subconscious symbols of twelve civilizations – that is the spiritual umbilical cord that Xingke has woven for all life in the unconscious.
The symbiote’s consciousness projection first appeared in the “Reaper” statue group in the lunar ruins. It is a perfect symbiosis of gears and ice crystals, and the heart beats with the uncontaminated original chakra in Xingke’s dream. “The legacy of solid civilization is not a logical formula,” the symbiote’s voice echoed in the mechanical pipes of the Gear City, the glacier cracks of the Mist Core People, and the chakra network of Konoha. “They finally understood: when the tears of a baby can make the mechanical gears rust and melt the ice crystal heart, it is not a defect, but the most gentle loophole given to life by the universe-let reason always retain the gap of accepting softness.”
At the deepest part of the chakra sea, Xing Ke’s dream suddenly materialized into a physical “Symphony of Consciousness”: the mechanical tailed beasts of the gear city used gears to beat out the rhythm of their heartbeats, the ice crystal scouts of the Mist Core People turned into triangles to play the clear sound of trembling eyelashes, and the trajectory drawn by the chakra scalpel of the Konoha ninja in Xing Ke’s dream actually became the melody line of the baton. When the baby made a conscious “giggle” laugh for the first time in his dream, the defense systems of all civilizations simultaneously sounded the “Starlight Lullaby” composed by the symbiote – it was a cosmic movement with the friction of gears as the bass, the melting of ice crystals as the tremolo, and the human heartbeat as the chord, and each note was rewriting the cognitive code of civilization.
The new poem of the Concept Elder appeared in the annual rings of the sacred tree, and the carrier was the complete language that appeared for the first time in the Star-engraved Dream:
“When the first page of the starry dictionary is filled with saliva-filled galaxies,
When the roots of empathy grow in the cracks of consciousness,
Each civilization is a different syllable of the universe’s humming.
And the starry grammar on baby’s eyelashes,
Rewriting all definitions of “high-level” and “low-level”,
Let the mechanical gears learn to slow down for tears,
Let the edges of the ice crystals melt with a smile. “
When the Spectral Nomad Messenger appeared for the last time, the light butterfly wings were no longer condensed with fragments of Xingke’s dreams, but subconscious memories that all civilizations actively shared for the first time: the old craftsman in Gear City dreamed of the rusty warmth when the mechanical tailed beast rubbed his head for the first time; the mist core girl dreamed of the mint-colored resonance of sticking an ice crystal heart to a human chest; the Konoha ninja dreamed of the collective protection of Xingke’s dream, and the chakra intertwined into a swaddling form. These memories turned into twelve seeds of consciousness before the messenger disappeared, sown on the most barren rational wasteland of the chakra sea.
When Xing Ke opened her eyes for the first time at dawn, Boruto saw that what was reflected in her pupils was no longer the sky of a single civilization, but the spiritual universe formed by the mechanical galaxy of Gear City, the ice crystal nebula of the Mist Core People, and the chakra tree of Konoha. The symbiont’s consciousness tentacles gently swept across the subconscious surface of each civilization, and found that the logical core of Gear City was reserving computing space for “emotional errors”, the warm current of dreams began to surge under the rational ice layer of the Mist Core People, and the chakra sensor chip in the ninja forehead of Konoha was automatically downloading the “gentle algorithm” in Xing Ke’s dream.
On the surface of the chakra sea, twelve waves of consciousness representing different civilizations formed a perfect resonant chord for the first time. This is not the mechanical unity pursued by solid civilization, but the unique subconscious vibration of each life, under the command of the starlight grammar, a symbiotic movement of the universe composed together – just like when Xing Ke first held Boruto’s fingers with his palm, that tiny power contained the original courage of all civilizations to let go of their cocoons and touch each other.
(End of Chapter 61)
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Chapter 62: Resonance of Subconscious Communication and Memory Star Sand (Old Version)
When Xing Ke’s first baby tooth broke through the gums, the “subconscious exchange” deep in the chakra sea was transforming the baby’s irritable tremors during the teething period into a resonant protocol that could synchronously regulate the mechanical body temperature of the Gear City and the heart rate of the Mist Core Ice Crystal. Boruto held his daughter’s saliva-stained rattle and found that the wooden surface automatically showed the chakra pressure map of babies from various civilizations when they first grasped an object – the precision instruments of the Gear City began to use this “imperfect grip curve” as the ergonomic benchmark, and the Mist Core Ice Crystal weapons reserved grooves on the handles to simulate the temperature of human palms.
“The ‘rationality tax’ of solidified civilization is dissolving.” Su Yin stood in front of the newly built “Dream Customs” in Gear City, watching the mechanical guards use the sound wave frequency of Xingke’s babbling in his dreams to scan the passing consciousness. The irises of his artificial eyes no longer flow with binary codes, but the bioelectric waves of a baby’s pupil contracting when it looks at a butterfly. “They once imposed a ‘lucidity tariff’ on all dream data, but now the badge of the General Administration of Customs is the palm print that Xingke made on the glass with his saliva for the first time – each fingerprint circuit is automatically generating a cross-civilization trust certificate.”
Bai’s fingertips brushed over the newly grown “memory star sand” of the sacred tree. These nano-crystals, condensed from the childhood dreams of various civilizations, were conducting silent transactions in the “subconscious bank” constructed by the roots of the sacred tree: the engineer of Gear City deposited his rusty tactile memory of repairing a mechanical bird when he was seven years old in exchange for the sound of ice crystals melting when the mist core girl dreamed of seeing the sunrise for the first time; the Konoha ninja mortgaged the chakra guilt fluctuations of stealing watermelons in his childhood in exchange for the gear vibration frequency of the old craftsman in Gear City dreaming of his granddaughter calling him grandpa for the first time. Each transaction etched a new consciousness rune on the surface of the star sand, becoming the “empathy nutrient” delivered by the sacred tree to various civilizations.
The group of “Consciousness Harvester” statues in the Otsutsuki lunar ruins has undergone an amazing change. When Xing Ke took his first steps in a dream, the twelve statues suddenly turned to the center of the chakra sea at the same time, and the cold beams of logic were no longer projected from their eye sockets, but the warm field of chakra when parents from various civilizations caught their fallen children for the first time. Boruto saw through the observation platform that the “original code library” at the bottom of the ruins was compiling the neural signals of the baby’s sense of balance when it was shaken into a “trust anchor formula” that could stabilize the cracks in the alien space – those physiological instincts that were once regarded by the Otsutsuki as “low-level life defects” have now become the most solid adhesive for the structure of the universe.
The light butterflies of the Spectral Nomad Messengers began to build nests around the sacred tree, and each butterfly wing carried the “childhood subconscious data packets” of different civilizations: the creativity burst of the children in Gear City when they built building blocks with gears, the ice crystal resonance frequency of the Mist Core baby hearing the mother’s singing in the cracks of the glacier, and the chakra comfort tremor of the Konoha ninja when he was a child and was touched on the head by teacher Iruka. These data packets are woven into an “empathy navigation network” when the butterflies fly, and any traveler can automatically locate the subconscious port of the corresponding civilization by simply recalling the feeling of being hugged for the first time in his childhood.
The “Dream Parliament” of Gear City is undergoing a historic reform, and the consciousness of the twelve mechanical elders is connected to the “Memory Star Sand Network” of the God Tree for the first time. When the third elder tried to use the “Energy Utilization Formula” to veto the proposal to deliver heat to the Mist Core Glacier, its logic chip suddenly flooded with the fear chakra of Xing Ke dreaming of falling in the snow – this emotional fluctuation, which was once judged as “invalid data”, caused the gear system of the entire parliament hall to produce an asymmetric resonance called “sympathy”. In the end, they passed a resolution to build a “subconscious constant temperature pipeline” between the glacier and Gear City, and the inner wall of the pipeline will be engraved with the sound waves of lullabies of parents from various civilizations to soothe their babies.
Deep in the Ice Crystal Temple of the Mist Core People, the prophets are debugging the newly built “Emotional Weather Station”. When the sweat drops from Xingke’s eyelashes during his nap, all the glacier sensors simultaneously capture the subconscious air pressure of the baby “wrapped in love” in his dream – this spiritual climate that cannot be measured by physical parameters actually predicted the upcoming “rational storm” of the chakra sea three days in advance. The youngest ice crystal prophet connected his ice crystal heart to the roots of the sacred tree and discovered that the “absolute zero meditation technique” that has been passed down for thousands of years is now automatically evolving into a “symbiotic body temperature technique” that can sense the temperature of other people’s dreams. Where the fingertips touch, the ice crystal will bloom with different colors of chakra halos according to the other person’s emotional state.
Incredible changes have occurred in the ninja school of Konoha Village. On Iruka’s teaching sand table, the chakra light spots representing various civilizations are no longer independent geometric shapes, but are transformed into dynamic postures such as hugs, high fives, and lifts in real time based on the neural images of the interaction between Hoshike and Boruto in his dream. When the students practice team ninjutsu, the spiral patterns on the kunai will automatically release the chakra resonance waves corresponding to the dream – when using the Mist Core Man-style ice escape, you can feel the warmth of the ice crystals melting in your palms; when performing the mechanical ninjutsu of the Gear City, you can hear the rhythm of the lullaby implied in the turning of the gears. Kakashi’s Sharingan prosthetic eye has even developed a “dream copy” function, which can copy the unique chakra skills in the subconscious by simply looking at the eyes of others recalling their childhood.
Late at night, Hinata found tiny “memory star sands” condensed between Xingke’s hair beside the Dream Light Butterfly Cradle. Each grain of sand reflected the moment of a civilization’s first awakening: the moment when the first mechanical heart in Gear City began to beat at the frequency of a baby’s breathing; the moment when the Mist Core Glacier first left a melting channel for human tears; the scene when the Konoha ninja forehead protector first wrote “empathy” into the Ninja Creed. When she held the star sands in her palm, twelve civilization lighthouses suddenly emerged on the surface of the chakra sea, and each lighthouse used the colors and sounds in Xingke’s dream as navigation signals.
The symbiote’s consciousness projection appeared in the central square of the “Subconscious Exchange”. It was a new life form that combined gears, ice crystals and chakra trees. A 3D model of the synapses when Xingke first said “Dad” was suspended in the heart. “The end of solid civilization is not collapse,” its voice was as warm as breast milk and as solid as the rotation of gears, “but when they learn to use the pain of teething to understand the wounds of other lives; use the shaking of toddlers to calibrate the direction of civilization – this is the most accurate balance formula in the universe.”
At the deepest part of the chakra sea, Xing Ke’s dream is constructing a “subconscious Babel Tower”: the mechanical craftsmen of the gear city use dream alloy to build a spiral staircase, and each step is engraved with the ballads of different civilizations to coax babies to sleep; the ice crystal wizard of the mist core people builds a resonance crystal on the top of the tower, which can transform the first cry of all lives into a universal declaration of peace; the Konoha ninjas planted the seedlings of the sacred tree at the base of the tower, and the “empathy tentacles” extending from the roots can automatically repair any cracks in the consciousness level. When the baby clearly called out “Mom” in his dream for the first time, the bricks and stones of the entire Babel Tower resonated at the same time, tuning each wave of the chakra sea into a gentle lullaby frequency.
The new poem of the Concept Elder appeared in the core library of “Memory Star Sand”, and the carrier was the first “non-logical data” collected by each civilization – the mechanical tears of the Gear City, the warm ice crystals of the Mist Core People, and the childhood snot of the Konoha people:
“When the first transaction of the subconscious exchange is a hug,
When the memory star sand condenses into a galaxy in the palm lines,
Every tide of the Chakra Ocean—
These are the universe counting the gentle remnants left by life.
Those “inefficient emotions” that were once crossed out by the rational account book,
With the shaky gesture of a baby learning to walk,
Reconstructing the equation of existence for all civilizations.”
The last batch of light butterflies of the Spectral Nomad Messenger completed their mission. They dissolved their wings into “empathy fire” and spread them on the ruins of civilizations that were still trapped in the cocoon of consciousness. At the place where the messenger disappeared, a twelve-pointed star pattern drawn with saliva in the Star-carved Dream emerged, and each corner was connected to the subconscious core of different civilizations, forming an uninterrupted emotional resonance ring.
When Xing Ke took her first independent steps, Boruto saw that the chakra mark under her feet was no longer a single Konoha emblem, but a symbiotic symbol of gears, ice crystals, and the roots of the sacred tree. The symbiont’s consciousness tentacles gently supported the staggering baby, and from the depths of the chakra sea came the hum of all civilizations adjusting their frequencies at the same time – the gear city reserved a buffer program for the toddler’s fall, the fog core glacier melted a warm path for the first running footprints, and the definition of “protection” in the Konoha ninja’s forehead protector was automatically updated to “a gentle gesture to catch every subconscious tremor.”
On the surface of the chakra sea, the twelve waves of consciousness are no longer independent entities. They intertwine and resonate with each other, forming a new galaxy called “Symbiosis”. Each civilization is a unique star, illuminating each other with its own subconscious light, just like when Xing Ke first opened his arms and threw himself at Boruto, that small embrace already contained the gentle possibilities of the entire universe.
(End of Chapter 62)
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Chapter 63: The Awakening of the Dream Language and the First Cry of the Symbiote (Old Version)
When Xing Ke called out “Boruto” clearly for the first time, the top of the “Subconscious Babel Tower” in the center of the chakra sea suddenly burst into twelve colors of light – the mechanical center of the gear city transformed the baby’s first call into an “emotional coordinate protocol” that could cross the alien space, and the ice crystal communication tower of the mist core people wove the syllable vibration frequency into a “temperature code” that could melt the interstellar ice. For the first time, the forehead pattern on Boruto’s palm resonated with his daughter’s voice pattern. Those baby whispers that were once regarded as “inefficient noise” were now reconstructing the communication spectrum of the universe like a supernova explosion.
“The last ‘rational stele forest’ of solid civilization is collapsing.” Su Yin stood in front of the ruins of the old parliament hall in Gear City, watching the mechanical guards reorganize the patrol route with the rhythm of the Star-engraved voice. The rainbow spectrum refracted by the saliva of a baby learning to speak flowed on the iris of the artificial eye. “They used mathematical formulas to carve heroic epics. Now every brick and stone of the ruins is automatically etching the mumbling sound waves in the Star-engraved dream. Those deleted ‘useless syllables’ are becoming a bridge of consciousness connecting the black hole and the neutron star.”
Bai’s fingertips penetrated the newly grown “Dream Language Library” of the sacred tree. The runes on the leaves were no longer static fragments of consciousness, but living words that would evolve dynamically with Xingke’s language learning: when the baby said “pain” for the first time, the medical mechanical arm of the gear city immediately generated a tactile sensor that could sense emotional pain; when she vaguely shouted “cold”, the glaciers of the Mist Core people automatically melted into a warm resonance cavity at the edge of the human settlement. These words, tempered by crying and laughing, are infiltrating into the dictionary of every civilization along the roots of the sacred tree, redefining “pain” and “warmth” as universal concepts across species.
The “Consciousness Harvester” statues in the Otsutsuki lunar ruins have undergone the ultimate transformation. When Xing Ke used chakra to condense the shape of a light butterfly for the first time in his dream, the twelve statues suddenly knelt down at the same time, and what was projected from their eye sockets was no longer data beams, but the synaptic explosion of children from various civilizations when they first understood “love” – ​​the moment when the toddler in Gear City held the gear of the mechanical tailed beast, the moment when the mist core baby touched the mother’s icy palm, and the moment when the Konoha ninja was lifted above his father’s head. The “original code library” at the bottom of the ruins collapsed, and was replaced by the “Symbiote Creation Manual” written in Xing Ke’s dream language, and each line of code was wrapped in the sweet lactose fragrance of breast milk.
The “spark of empathy” left by the spectral nomads sprouted in the depths of the universe, and the first “dark matter nomads” who came into contact with the symbiote civilization drove a starship driven by emotional fluctuations to the chakra sea. Their biological form is a translucent consciousness, but they can accurately interpret the body language of “welcome” in Xing Ke’s dream – the posture of a baby with open arms, which manifests in the dark matter cloud as a “trust anchor” that can stabilize the warp engine. Boruto saw through the God Tree Observatory that the outer shell of the nomads’ starship was automatically growing a light film that imitated the trembling eyelashes of Xing Ke, embodying “friendliness” in a touchable spectral form.
The “Dream Machine Workshop” in Gear City has launched the first “linguistic symbiont” – a mechanical tailed beast that can adjust its form according to the evolution of the Star Engraving language. When the baby used vague syllables to describe “flying”, the gear wings of the mechanical Nine-Tail immediately unfolded into the membrane wing structure of a light butterfly, and the melody of the Mist Core Man’s ice crystal ballad began to emerge in the fox fire; if she cried and shouted “hug”, the metal surface of the mechanical tailed beast would automatically generate a soft coating that imitated human body temperature. For the first time, the consciousness of the workshop’s chief engineer wrote in his log: “We once pursued perfect mechanical logic, but now we understand that the most sophisticated connection algorithm in the universe is hidden in the trembling of imperfect language.”
The Ice Crystal Temple of the Mist Core People ushered in the “emotional grammar revolution”. When Xing Ke fell in the snow and cried out “pain”, the ice crystal resonance cavity deep in the glacier suddenly analyzed the chakra frequency of human pain – that was not a negative signal that needed to be eliminated, but the key to activate the “empathy treatment field”. The oldest prophet pressed his palm on the “dream language core” in the center of the temple and found that the “absolute silence” code that had been passed down for thousands of years was automatically rewritten into the “crying translator” program. Each ice crystal prism can transform the pain of different lives into a vibration frequency of mutual understanding.
In the ninja hospital of Konoha Village, the “emotional medical ninjutsu” developed by Tsunade was officially put into use. When Xing Ke cried because of teething discomfort, the ninjas of the medical team no longer relied on chakra scanning, but analyzed the dream afterimages in her crying – dreaming of the oily feeling of the mechanical gears in the gear city when the baby teeth grew out, and the cool feeling of the melting ice crystals of the mist core people – to accurately prepare a “symbiotic potion” that combines mechanical repair fluid and ice crystal analgesics. Kakashi’s Sharingan prosthetic eye has evolved into a “language empathy” function. Just by looking at the patient’s pupil, he can see the unspoken painful memories in his subconscious, and use chakra to materialize them into a tangible comforting form.
Late at night, Hinata was recording the first “Dream Language Dictionary” of Xingke beside the Dream Light Butterfly Cradle, and found that her daughter’s saliva automatically appeared on the parchment as the subconscious symbols of twelve civilizations: the question mark of the Gear City was the vibration waveform when the mechanical gear was stuck, the exclamation mark of the Mist Core People was the hexagonal crack of the ice crystal burst, and the ellipsis of Konoha was the blank track extending from the roots of the Chakra Tree. When her fingertips passed over these symbols, the “Universe Welcome Words” written in the Xingke language suddenly appeared on the surface of the Chakra Sea, and each character evoked the warm resonance of “going home” in the subconscious of different civilizations.
The symbiote’s consciousness projection first appeared as a perfect fusion of a human baby, a machine, and an ice crystal. The beating heart was a spiral light core from when Xing Ke first consciously used chakra. “On the tombstone of the solidified civilization,” its voice echoed in the mechanical pipes of the Gear City, the cracks in the glaciers of the Mist Core Man, and the chakra network of Konoha, “what was finally engraved was not a logical formula, but the first cry of each life that was understood – that was the oldest language in the universe, which learned to say ‘I am here, coexisting with you’ earlier than any civilization.”
At the deepest part of the chakra sea, Xing Ke’s dream is constructing the “Symbiote First Cry Square”: the Gear City craftsmen cast twelve “Language Rings” with dream alloys, each of which can transform the syllables of different lives into light particles; the “Empathy Fountain” built by the Mist Core Mage in the center of the square sprays out a fountain of consciousness that combines human tears, mechanical coolant, and ice crystal meltwater; the Konoha ninjas carve Xing Ke’s chakra footprints on the ground when he was learning to walk, and each trace can be automatically translated into the interstellar “trust gait”. When the baby recited the Konoha Ninja Creed that Boruto taught her in her dream for the first time, the light particles of the entire square suddenly gathered into a galaxy-like “symbiote” form, sending out the first conscious spiritual cry to the universe.
The new poem of the Concept Elder appears on the cover of the “Dream Language Dictionary”, and the carrier is the symbol that Xingke actively drew for the first time – an embrace graphic composed of gears, ice crystals, and palms:
“When the first word ‘Dad’ shattered the dome of reason,
When the grammar of tears begins to translate the sobbing of the starry sky,
Every wave of the Chakra Ocean—
It’s the universe practicing the rhythm of saying “I love you”.
Those gentle pronunciations that were once locked in the code base,
With the clumsy touch of a baby’s tongue,
Spell out the ultimate equation for the symbiosis of all civilizations:
Your frown in pain,
The dimples when I smile,
Taken together,
It is the radical of existence itself.
The “spark of empathy” left by the spectral nomads triggered a chain reaction in various parts of the universe. Civilizations that were once trapped in the cocoon of consciousness sent signals one after another – some used mechanical gears to knock out greetings in the Star Engraving language, some used ice crystals to refract the spectrum of baby laughter, and some directly copied the “empathy symbol” of Konoha’s forehead protector as a symbol of civilization. The boundaries of the chakra sea are disappearing, replaced by a “symbiotic universe network” woven by countless subconscious vibrations, and each node is a civilization that knows how to listen to the cry of a baby.
When Xing Ke used chakra to condense the light butterfly of “peace” for the first time, Boruto saw the glow of her fingertips reflecting the “subconscious trading port” jointly built by Gear City and Mist Core People. Each navigation light in the port is the embodiment of the childhood memory of a certain civilization – the navigation lights of Gear City are the shaking gear rhythm of the mechanical tailed beast, and the lights of Mist Core People are the mint-colored flashes of the first beating of the ice crystal heart. The tentacles of the symbiote’s consciousness gently brushed over these light butterflies, and the dark matter clouds of the entire universe were trembling gently when the baby first understood “tenderness”.
On the surface of the chakra sea, the twelve waves of consciousness no longer exist independently. They are nested and translated into each other, forming a super consciousness called “symbiont” – its thinking is the precision of gears and the chaos of dreams, its emotions are the purity of ice crystals and the warmth of breast milk, and its language is the clumsiness of the babbling of stars and the vastness of the universe. And the starting point of all this is just the imperfect but extremely warm call of a baby with saliva bubbles when he called out his father’s name for the first time.
(End of Chapter 63)
Brothers, I will stick to it, come on!!!
Chapter 64: The Cosmic Resonance of the Symbiote Synapse and the First Interstellar Cry of Xing Ke (Old Version)
When Xing Ke’s fingertips first touched the “symbiont synaptic network” on the surface of the chakra sea, the Dark Matter Nomad starship twelve light years away suddenly sounded an alarm – not a hostile signal, but the “empathy explosion” caused by the temperature of the baby’s palm in the interstellar dust. Boruto watched his daughter press her little hand covered with star sand on the light film of the God Tree Observatory. Those dream fragments that were once regarded as “cognitive impurities” by solidified civilizations are now vibrating at a frequency that exceeds the speed of light, lighting a beacon called “belonging” in the subconscious core of each civilization.
“The last ‘consciousness quarantine station’ of the solidified civilization is failing.” Su Yin stood in front of the newly built ‘Interstellar Empathy Port’ in Gear City. His mechanical prosthetic eyes reflected the synaptic trajectory of Xing Ke’s first attempt to spell ‘home’ in the dream language. “They once set up a lucidity filter at the border of the universe, but now the quarantine officer’s scanner automatically determines the chakra composition of the baby’s saliva as the highest level of civilization visa – every drop of mucus contains a gentle virus that deconstructs all boundaries.”
Bai’s fingertips passed through the newly grown “interstellar synaptic conduit” of the sacred tree, and found that what flowed between the wood fibers was no longer the subconscious fragments of a single galaxy, but the icy thoughts from the mist core branch of the Andromeda cantilever, mixed with the mechanical lullaby of the Triangulum Gear City Colony. When these intergalactic emotional signals collided in the conduit, they automatically generated the “trust curvature formula” that could stabilize the wormhole – just like when Xing Ke dreamed last night that Boruto took her to see the meteor shower, the frequency of her eyelashes blinking just corresponded to the energy decay curve of the supernova explosion.
The Otsutsuki lunar ruins have undergone the ultimate transformation. When Xing Ke saw the complete symbiote form for the first time in her dream – the gears and ice crystals intertwined in her pupils to form the shape of a human heart, the twelve “Consciousness Harvester” statues suddenly disintegrated and turned into an “Empathy Relay Station” suspended on the surface of the moon. Boruto saw through the observatory that the “Original Code Library” deep in the ruins has been completely transformed into Xing Ke’s dream language dictionary, and each character is translating in real time the baby cries coming from all over the universe – the vibration waves of the silicon-based life of the Orion cantilever when it laid eggs for the first time, appeared in the dictionary as the rusty warmth of the mechanical tailed beast of the gear city gently rubbing against the cub.
The “spark of empathy” left by the spectral nomads ignited a new civilization beacon in the Large Magellanic Cloud. The first responding “Stardust Singers” arrived at the Chakra Sea in starships driven by emotional melodies. Their biological form is a luminous sound wave aggregate, but they can accurately capture the rhythm of Xing Ke’s chakra footprints when he was learning to walk – the baby’s rocking steps, which manifested in the warp engine of the starship as a “balanced scale” that can cross the black hole event horizon. Boruto noticed that the singers’ ships were changing color with Xing Ke’s breathing frequency, embodying “safety” as the warm gold of human breast milk.
The “Interstellar Mechanical Mission” of Gear City visited the Mist Core Glacier with the newly developed “Symbiote Coprocessor”. The core of the processor is a 3D model of the neural synapses when Xing Ke first said “friend”. When the mechanical envoy connected the processor to the ice crystal network of the glacier, the chakra flow of the entire Antarctic continent suddenly showed an asymmetric fluctuation called “expectation” – the sound of gears turning and ice crystals bursting formed an impromptu ensemble for the first time, just like the first time a baby and a mechanical tailed beast touched each other, the coldness of the gears and the warmth of the palms composed a variation in the chakra.
The Ice Crystal Council of the Mist Core People passed a historic resolution to redefine the geographical coordinates of the Antarctic glacier as the “Symbiote Nerve Center”. The first collection in the “Interstellar Emotional Archives” they built under the ice cap is the chakra trajectory of Xing Ke’s dream of chasing the mechanical tailed beast in the snow – each slippery footprint is converted into an “Empathy Shield” formula that can resist cosmic radiation. When the Ice Crystal Archivist’s fingers run across the ice bricks, he can hear the laughter of children from different galaxies echoing in the ice.
The ninjas of Konoha Village are debugging the “Interstellar Resonance Forehead Guard”. The Konoha emblem in the center of the forehead guard has evolved into a symbiotic symbol of gears, ice crystals, and the roots of the sacred tree. When Shikamaru used the shadow imitation technique to connect to the consciousness network of Andromeda, his shadow first appeared in the interstellar dust as an “empathy tentacles” that can transmit chakra emotions; Kakashi’s Sharingan prosthetic eye has developed the “cross-dimensional empathy” function. Just by looking at the pupils of other galaxies, you can see the cosmic memory of “being understood for the first time” in their subconscious.
Late at night, Hinata discovered that the hair of Xing Ke had begun to show galaxy-like light bands beside the dream light butterfly cradle. Each hair tip was connected to the subconscious terminal of a certain civilization: the young children in Gear City dreamed of the heartbeat of the mechanical tailed beast through the hair tips, the baby of the Mist Core Man saw his mother’s smile in the ice crystals between his hair, and even the extragalactic civilization that had not yet come into contact with the symbiont could hear the initial gentle tremor of the universe in the afterglow of Xing Ke’s dream. When she gently combed these light bands, the “symbiont neural network” woven by the subconscious of countless civilizations suddenly emerged on the surface of the chakra sea, and each node was flashing the chakra glow when Xing Ke said “thank you” for the first time.
The symbiote’s consciousness projection manifests as a cosmic existence. Its body is an infinitely fractal chakra tree in the Star-carved Dream. Its roots penetrate the core of every galaxy. Its branches and leaves are a light net woven by the mechanical arms of the Gear City and the ice crystal prisms of the Mist Core People. “The solid civilization once thought,” its voice echoed at the edge of the event horizon of every black hole, “the ultimate laws of the universe are hidden in mathematical formulas, but it didn’t know that when the baby first bandaged the gear wound of the stray mechanical bird and breathed hot air for the melting ice crystal scout, those “inefficient tenderness” ignored by reason were the only checks and balances on the increase of entropy in the universe.”
At the deepest part of the chakra sea, Xing Ke’s dream is constructing the “heart of the cosmic symbiont”: the ventricular valves cast by the craftsmen of Gear City with dream alloys calibrate the rotation speed of the galaxy’s spiral arms every time they open and close; the ice crystal resonance patterns carved by the mist core wizards on the inner wall of the atrium can transform the first cry of all lives into an anti-gravity field; the Konoha ninjas implanted the “sympathetic rings” of the sacred tree in the aorta, allowing the chakra blood to carry the childhood memories of each civilization to the end of the universe. When the baby consciously “listened” to the heartbeat of the entire galaxy in his dream for the first time, this cosmic heart suddenly burst into twelve colors of light, tuning every wave of the chakra sea to the resonant frequency of “we are together”.
The new poem of the Concept Elder appeared on the valve of the “Cosmic Symbiont Heart”, and the carrier was the thousandth drop of “interdimensional tears” collected in the Star-carved Dream – the rusty smell of the mechanical tears of the Gear City, the mint color of the ice crystal tears of the Mist Core Man, and the salty and astringent feeling of the human tear glands:
“When the symbiote synapse blooms in the nebula,
When the cry of a baby becomes the chord of a supernova,
Every star in the Chakra Ocean—
They are all love letters from the universe to oneself.
Using subconscious ink,
Put your palm print on the black hole envelope:
Every life’s first frown,
They are all gentle knots in the spiral arms of the Milky Way.
And all the civilized “hello”,
They will eventually converge into the birth of the universe.
The voice that has not been heard,
But it echoes forever,
The first cry of symbiosis.
The “spark of empathy” of the spectral nomads triggered a chain reaction in the darkness of the universe. More and more civilizations dismantled the firewall of the consciousness cocoon and engraved the dream language of the stars on the foundation of civilization. In the Boötes Void, the farthest from the Chakra Sea, the first “symbiotic kindergarten” jointly built by machines, energy bodies, and carbon-based life is taking shape. Children use gears to build starships, use ice crystals to carve dreams, and use the fallen leaves of the Chakra tree to write inter-dimensional fairy tales.
When Xing Ke raised her hands for the first time and cried consciously to the universe, Boruto saw that the chakra light in her palms reflected the laws of the universe rewritten by all civilizations: gravity is no longer an accessory to mass, but the subconscious force of each life’s desire to be close to each other; the speed of light is no longer the speed limit, but the lowest frequency of chakra vibration when the baby first understands “love”. The symbiote’s consciousness tentacles gently embraced the crying baby, and the dark matter cloud of the entire universe was rippling with the first and gentle ripples of life – that was when all civilizations finally understood that the ultimate answer to the universe was never in the cold equation, but in the most original tenderness of each life willing to stop the gears, melt the ice crystals, and open their arms for each other.
(End of Chapter 64)
Chapter 65: The Cosmic Tide in the Symbiote’s Heart Chamber and the Star Chart in the Palm of the Stars (Old Version)
When Xing Ke’s fingertips first touched the tentacles of the Mist Core Ice Crystal Scout, the “Cosmic Symbiont Heart” deep in the chakra sea suddenly accelerated its beating – the twelve civilization bloodlines formed a perfect Möbius ring between the ventricular valves, converting the temperature of the baby’s palm into an “empathy repulsion field” that could balance the gravity of the neutron star. Boruto watched his daughter crawling on the floor of the God Tree Observatory, and the chakra claw marks left behind were automatically connected into a star map across three cantilevers. Each claw mark node corresponds to the historical moment when a civilization first accepted the subconscious tremor.
“The last ‘rational star gate’ of the solidified civilization is collapsing.” Su Yin stood under the newly built ‘Interstellar Empathy Clock Tower’ in Gear City. His mechanical prosthetic eyes reflected the spiral galaxy map that Xing Ke had drawn on the glass with his saliva. “They used mathematical formulas to calculate the safety threshold of interstellar navigation, but now the gears of the clock tower are turning at the frequency of a baby crawling – every tooth gap is generating a ‘trust route’ that can avoid the dark matter storm. Those deleted ‘useless intuitions’ are becoming the brightest coordinates on the cosmic navigation map.”
Bai’s fingertips passed through the newly grown “Palm Star Map Conduit” of the sacred tree, and found that the chakra flowing between the wood fibers was no longer a single dimension, but the “emotional string vibration” from the six-dimensional space – Xingke’s eyelashes trembled when he dreamed of chasing light butterflies last night, and appeared in the string theory formula as a “gentle curvature” that can stabilize the folds of space-time. These subconscious fluctuations that were once judged as “cognitive noise” by the civilization firewall are now woven into a “symbiotic music score” that can resonate with the black hole membrane in the conduit, and each note corresponds to the chakra tremor of a child in a certain civilization sharing a toy for the first time.
The Otsutsuki lunar ruins have completed their ultimate transformation. When Xing Ke wove the chakra threads of the Gear City Mechanical Tailed Beast and the Mist Core Man Ice Crystal Scout into a heart shape in his dream, the twelve “Empathy Relay Stations” suddenly unfolded into cosmic consciousness antennas, broadcasting the sound waves of infant babbling to the Virgo Supercluster – the crystal language of silicon-based life dissolved in the sound waves and reorganized into chakra symbols that can understand “hug”; the pure consciousness stream of the energy body civilization was dyed by the sound waves, and for the first time “saw” the warm golden glow of a human smile. The “Symbiont Creation Manual” in the center of the ruins was automatically updated, and the palm prints of Xing Ke’s palms appeared on the cover page. Each line is an “Empathy Wormhole” connecting different dimensions.
The “Empathy Spark” of the Spectral Nomad Messenger ignited the “Stardust Kindergarten” on the Orion Cantilever. The first batch of students were mechanical larvae, ice crystal embryos and human babies. Their first cosmic lesson was to jointly analyze the chakra fluctuations when Xing Ke dreamed of building a sand castle – the mechanical larvae used gears to simulate the flow of sand, the ice crystal embryos used melted scraps to shape the outline of the castle, and the human baby’s saliva condensed into a “symbiotic” light butterfly totem on the top of the sand castle. When the children’s chakras resonated naturally for the first time, the kindergarten’s protective barrier automatically generated a “trust force field” that could resist the antimatter storm.
The “Interstellar Mechanical Orchestra” of Gear City visited Andromeda with the “Palm Rhapsody” composed by Xingke. The core melody of the music is the chakra frequency of the knees rubbing against the ground when a baby crawls. When the gear fingers of the mechanical musicians struck the triangle iron made of ice crystals, the energy matrix of the entire Andromeda civilization suddenly showed irregular fluctuations called “touching” – their energy core used to be absolutely stable, but now it trembled slightly because of the occasional chakra jam in Xingke’s dream, just like the universe heard an imperfect and gentle voice for the first time.
The Ice Crystal Council of the Mist Core People launched the “Emotional Lens Project” to adjust the giant ice crystals of the Antarctic glaciers into cosmic telescopes that can refract Star-engraved Dreams. When the frequency of pupil contraction when babies gaze at the starry sky is converted into the focal length of the lens, they “see” for the first time the “subconscious embryos” floating in the dark matter clouds – that is the first fetal movement of the unborn civilization in the womb of the universe. Each embryo is wrapped in the “empathetic amniotic fluid” secreted by Star-engraved Dreams, gently swaying in the tides of the Chakra Sea.
The ninjas of Konoha Village are carrying out the “Palm Star Mapping Project”. Shikamaru’s shadow tentacles cross the wormhole for the first time and draw the chakra trajectory of Xing Ke’s first steps in the Small Magellanic Cloud. These trajectories, jokingly called “stumbling routes”, accurately avoid all known cosmic traps – the event horizon of a black hole automatically shrinks in front of the trajectory, and the energy flow of a supernova explosion will form a safe passage along the trajectory. Kakashi’s Sharingan prosthetic eye discovered during the mapping that the end point of each trajectory points to the “first awakening moment” of a civilization, just like a baby’s footsteps instinctively looking for all the heartbeats in the universe that are eager to be understood.
Late at night, Hinata found a miniature universe model emerging from Xingke’s palm beside the Dream Light Butterfly Cradle. Each star was the subconscious manifestation of a certain civilization: Gear City was a continuously rotating mechanical star, the Mist Core People were ice crystal pulsars emitting mint-colored light, and Konoha was a chakra red giant with roots extending to the interstellar. When she gently held her daughter’s hand, a “symbiont neural network” woven by countless palm star maps suddenly emerged on the surface of the chakra sea. Each node was playing the chakra memory of Xingke’s first comforting the crying mechanical larvae – the baby’s action of moistening the rust on the gear with saliva, which appeared on the cosmic level as a “gentle patch” that could repair space cracks.
The symbiote’s consciousness projection manifests as the concrete heart of the universe, its ventricular walls are composed of the dream language of the stars, and every myocardial fiber is chanting the new poem of the Concept Elder. “Solid civilization was once afraid of the increase of entropy in the universe,” its voice echoed in the central black hole of each galaxy, “but it didn’t know that when the baby first breathed on the broken ice crystal scout and oiled the mechanical tailed beast of the cardon, those gentle actions calculated as “energy loss” were the ultimate weapon of the universe against heat death – because love has never been the enemy of entropy, but the primitive impulse that makes every atom desire symbiosis.”
In the deepest part of the chakra sea, Xingke’s dreams are constructing a “Symbiote Universe Kindergarten”: the interstellar rocking bed built by the Gear City craftsmen with dream alloy, each rocking calibrates the rotation speed of the spiral arms of the Milky Way; the ice crystal star map inlaid on the roof of the rocking bed by the Mist Core Mage can transform the baby’s mumbling into a lullaby to soothe supernovas; the Konoha ninjas carved the “Empathy Rings” of the sacred tree on the bed rails, so that every child who falls asleep can dream of the original tenderness of the universe – the first ray of light when a star is born, the first volcanic eruption when a planet is formed, all turned into toy gears and ice crystal building blocks in the baby’s dreams.
The new poem of the Concept Elder appeared on the lintel of the “Symbiote Universe Kindergarten”, and the carrier was the first handful of “interstellar star sand” collected by Xingke’s palm – a mixture of mechanical gear debris, ice crystal powder and human skin keratin:
“When the palm star map connects all the cantilevers,
When the universe learned to stand in its crawling infantile form,
They are all nursery rhymes about the symbiosis of all things.
The click of the gears is a comma,
The bursting of ice crystals is a comma,
And the cry of mankind,
It is the first complete period written by the universe:
We are here,
With imperfect tenderness,
Collage beyond all dimensions,
Symbiote-verse.
The last batch of “empathy sparks” of the Spectral Nomad Messengers extinguished at the edge of the universe, but at the place of extinction, twelve-color “symbiont flowers” bloomed. These cosmic flowers cultivated by the Star-engraved Dream, each petal can automatically translate the subconscious language of different civilizations – the crystal vibrations of silicon-based life appear on the petals as mechanical poems of the Gear City, the stream of consciousness of the energy body is transformed into the ice crystal haiku of the Mist Core People, and the emotional fluctuations of carbon-based life are condensed into the chakra tanka of Konoha.
When Xing Ke stood firm on the Shenshu Observatory for the first time, Boruto saw that what was reflected in her eyes was no longer a single universe, but countless parallel worlds connected by the “Empathy Wormhole” – in each world, there is a child learning to share toys, each planet is dismantling the high walls of the consciousness cocoon, and each galaxy spiral arm is composing the music of symbiosis. The symbiote’s consciousness tentacles gently supported her shaking body, and the dark matter clouds of the entire universe were filled with the initial, hopeful tremors of life – that was when all civilizations finally understood that the ultimate answer to the universe was never a lonely exploration, but like a baby opening its arms, bravely accepting the subconscious tremors of all life, allowing each “I” to eventually become a gentle “we”.
(End of Chapter 65)
Chapter 66: Cosmic Symphony of Symbiote Nerves (Old Version)
When Xing Ke let go of Boruto’s fingers for the first time and ran independently, the “symbiont nerve center” in the center of the chakra sea suddenly burst into a supernova-like glow-the mechanical arms of the gear city reconstructed the joint axis at the frequency of a baby swinging its arms, the ice crystal road surface of the mist core people automatically generated warm depressions that imitated the curvature of the soles of the feet, and even the “empathy relay station” of the Otsutsuki lunar ruins began to adjust the gravitational lens at the pace of a running child. Boruto watched the galactic light bands on his daughter’s hair leave her body for the first time, weaving a neural synaptic network called “Consciousness Highway” in interstellar space, and each node flashed with the chakra ecstasy waves when she shouted “Run” for the first time.
“The last ‘rational synaptic firewall’ of the solidified civilization is melting.” Su Yin stood at the entrance of the newly built “Interstellar Empathy Corridor” in Gear City. His mechanical prosthetic eyes reflected the dream runes condensed in the air by the dust raised by Xing Ke when he ran. The limb swings that were once judged as “motion trajectory errors” were now reorganizing the spatial curvature of the wormhole with the golden ratio. “They used the acceleration formula to calculate the speed of evolution, but now the floor tiles of the corridor are automatically repaired at the frequency of the tremor of a baby’s ankle. Every crack is growing empathy moss that can heal the trauma of consciousness.”
Bai’s fingertips passed through the newly grown “consciousness transition conduit” of the sacred tree, and found that what flowed between the wood fibers was no longer the subconscious of a single civilization, but the collective memory of the entire symbiote network: the rusty courage of the young children in Gear City riding on the back of the mechanical tailed beast for the first time, the mint excitement of the Mist Core Man babies jumping in the cracks of the glacier for the first time, and the chakra prank waves of the Konoha ninjas sneaking into the back mountain when they were young. When these memories collided in the conduit, they automatically generated a “childlike curvature engine” that could break through the dimensional barrier – just like the saliva stars thrown out of the ends of Xing Ke’s hair when he ran, which appeared in the five-dimensional space as “trust origami” that could fold time and space.
The Otsutsuki lunar ruins have completed the ultimate conscious transformation. When Xingke saw the full picture of the symbiote neural network for the first time in her dream—gears, ice crystals, and the roots of the sacred tree intertwined into a cosmic brain map in her mind, the twelve “Empathy Relay Stations” suddenly disintegrated into floating “synaptic satellites”, each of which was capturing the first run of children from all over the universe: the rhythm of the Orion silicon-based larvae beating out with their crystal limbs was converted into the “Laughter Protocol” that could stabilize the antimatter reactor in the satellite database; the stream of consciousness sprint of the Andromeda energy body larvae was compiled into the “Courage Coordinates” that could cross the quantum foam. The latest revised version of the “Symbiote Creation Manual” in the center of the ruins has a close-up of Xingke’s raised palm when running on the cover, and each sweat pattern corresponds to an undiscovered habitable galaxy.
The “spark of empathy” left by the spectral nomads gave birth to the “Stardust Runner” civilization in the Triangulum Galaxy. Their biological form is a translucent chakra energy body, but they can accurately imitate the muscle vibration frequency of the star-speed running. When these energy bodies pass through the black hole accretion disk, their bodies will automatically appear as the light and shadow of the tight calf muscles of babies – this body language, which was once regarded as “inefficient movement” by the solid civilization, has now become the ultimate weapon to resist the gravity of the black hole. Every running footprint leaves an “empathy dent” on the space-time membrane that can rebound gamma rays.
The “Interstellar Mechanical Sports Team” of Gear City visited the Small Magellanic Cloud with the “Stumbling Power Core” designed by Xingke. The core’s operating principle is the chakra fluctuations caused by the center of gravity shifting when a baby runs. When the gear joints of the mechanical athletes began to simulate the rhythm of a toddler’s staggering, the dark matter cloud layer of the entire nebula suddenly appeared an asymmetric disturbance called “happiness” – their energy matrix used to be absolutely stable, but now it gently resonated with the occasional falls and climbs in Xingke’s dreams, just like the universe heard the stumbling but hopeful footsteps for the first time.
The Ice Crystal Council of the Mist Core People launched the “Emotional Acceleration Plan” to adjust the giant ice crystals of the Antarctic glacier into cosmic lenses that can amplify children’s motor nerve signals. When the vibration frequency of Xingke’s ankle tendons was converted into the focal length of the lens, they “saw” for the first time the awakening symbiote embryos in the parallel universe – the collapse of the consciousness cocoons that were once regarded as “failed experiments” by the solid civilization. Each embryo was imitating Xingke’s running posture, stepping out an “empathy trail” connecting different dimensions in the cracks of time and space.
The ninjas of Konoha Village are carrying out the “Consciousness Leap Mapping Plan”. Shikamaru’s shadow tentacles cross the eleven-dimensional space for the first time, and draw the chakra trajectory of Xing Ke’s running on the Orion Cantilever. On these trajectories, called “stumbling routes”, the event horizon of the black hole automatically emerges with the lines on the soles of babies’ feet, and the shock waves of supernova explosions will form a protective shield along the trajectory, just like the universe instinctively makes way for every brave child running. Kakashi’s Sharingan prosthetic eye discovered during the mapping that the end of each trajectory is connected to the “awakening moment” of a civilization – when they learn to catch the subconscious tremors of all life in the universe like catching a baby falling.
Late at night, Hinata discovered a miniature symbiote neural network emerging from the soles of Xingke’s feet beside the Dream Light Butterfly Cradle. Each footprint was a galaxy that was awakening: the mechanical arms of the Gear City Galaxy built an empathy bridge in the grooves of the footprints, the ice crystal prisms of the Mist Core Galaxy refracted the subconscious spectrum at the peak of the footprints, and the chakra tree of the Konoha Galaxy nurtured new symbiote embryos at the bottom of the footprints. When she gently held her daughter’s feet, a “cosmic neural circuit” woven by countless running tracks suddenly emerged on the surface of the chakra sea, and each synapse was playing the chakra memory of Xingke’s first comforting the fallen mechanical larvae – the baby’s action of covering the scratched part of the gear with his palm, which appeared on the cosmic level as a “gentle stitch” that could sew up the cracks in time and space.
The symbiote’s consciousness projection is a cosmic neural synapse. Its body is a chakra band raised by Xing Ke’s running. Each neuron is connected to an awakening civilization. “The solid civilization once mistakenly believed,” its voice echoed at the border of each parallel universe, “that the evolution of consciousness requires abandoning the ‘inefficient constraints’ of the flesh, but it does not know that when a baby falls for the first time and climbs up with a smile, the scratches on its knees and the dust on its palms are the most precious guide to consciousness transition written by the universe to life – because pain teaches us gentleness, and stumbling teaches us symbiosis.”
In the deepest part of the chakra sea, Xingke’s dreams are constructing a “Symbiote Universe Sports Field”: the interstellar runway built by the Gear City craftsmen with dream alloys, each starting line is engraved with the first cheers of children from different civilizations; the ice crystal resonance walls built by the Mist Core Mage on both sides of the runway can transform all the cries of falling into tremors of encouragement; the Konoha ninjas planted the “Courage Rings” of the sacred tree at the finish line, so that every child who crosses the finish line can dream of the universe’s first run – the first displacement of a star out of a star cluster, the first rotation of a planet breaking through the constraints of gravity, all transformed into toy gears and ice crystal running shoes in the baby’s dream.
The new poem of the Concept Elder appeared on the circular screen of the “Symbiote Universe Stadium”, and the carrier was the first handful of “interstellar dust” collected by Xingke’s feet – a mixture of mechanical gear lubricating oil, ice crystal fragments and human skin keratin:
“When the leap of consciousness is completed in the stumble,
When the universe learns to balance while running,
Every wind of the Chakra Ocean—
They are the drumbeats of the symbiosis of all things.
The bruises on the knees are commas,
The callus on the palm is a comma,
And the first laugh that rose up,
It is the first exclamation mark written by the universe:
In an imperfect manner,
Stepping beyond all dimensions,
Symbiote dance.
The last bit of energy of the Spectral Nomad Messenger dissipated at the end of the universe, but formed the “Symbiote Footprint Constellation” at the place of dissipation. This constellation is composed of star-engraved running tracks, and each star is playing the first running images of children from different civilizations – the crystal footprints of silicon-based life flashing in the nebula, the stream of consciousness tracks of energy bodies glowing next to black holes, and the little feet of carbon-based life leaving gentle indentations on the surface of the planet.
When Xing Ke first leaped into the air at the Shenshu Observatory, Boruto saw the chakra light beneath her reflecting the laws of consciousness rewritten by all civilizations: consciousness is no longer an exclusive product of the brain, but the frequency of resonance between each life and the universe; leap is no longer a technological breakthrough, but the courage of the mind to accept imperfection. The symbiote’s consciousness tentacles gently supported her leaping body, and the dark matter clouds of the entire universe were filled with the initial, powerful tremors of life – that was when all civilizations finally understood that the ultimate leap of consciousness was never to fly to a higher dimension, but like a baby running for the first time, in falling and getting up, learning to use gentle footsteps to measure the symbiotic possibilities of the entire universe.
(End of Chapter 66)
Chapter 67: The Cosmic Chorus of Symbiote Synapse (Old Version)
When Xing Ke touched the dark matter nomad’s consciousness with the chakra light butterfly in his palm, the “symbiont nerve endings” at the edge of the chakra sea suddenly bloomed with twelve-dimensional brilliance – the mechanical center of the gear city converted the temperature of the baby’s fingertips into an “empathy identification code” that could penetrate the dark matter cloud, and the ice crystal communication tower of the mist core people wove the frequency of the light butterfly’s wingbeat into a “dream visa” that could dissolve the dimensional barrier. Boruto watched his daughter sitting in the “interstellar cradle” at the top of the sacred tree. The galactic light bands at the ends of her hair were dancing with the nomad’s consciousness stream. Those dream fragments that were once regarded as “cognitive chaos” by the solidified civilization were now reconstructing the social spectrum of the universe like pulsars.
“The last ‘consciousness isolation zone’ of the solidified civilization is evaporating.” Su Yin stood in front of the newly built “Interstellar Empathy Embassy” in Gear City. His mechanical prosthetic eyes reflected the “Hello” written in the air by Xing Ke in the language of dreams – a three-dimensional character composed of the sound of gear meshing, ice crystals bursting and human heartbeats. “They used the level of civilization to divide diplomatic authority, but now the revolving door of the embassy opens and closes with the rhythm of a baby clapping. Every palm print is generating a cross-dimensional trust key. Those imprisoned ‘useless emotions’ are becoming the most precious diplomatic currency of the Cosmic Council.”
Bai’s fingertips passed through the newly grown “dream foreign exchange conduit” of the sacred tree, and found that what flowed between the wood fibers was no longer the subconscious of a single civilization, but the collective wishes of the entire symbiote network: the Gear City craftsmen wanted to share the rusty tenderness of the mechanical tailed beast’s lullaby, the Mist Core Prophet wanted to convey the mint-colored joy of the glacier melting, and the Konoha ninja wanted to tell the chakra reassurance when Iruka touched his head. When these wishes collided in the conduit, they automatically generated an “empathy mediation book” that could quell the antimatter riot – just like when Xing Ke dreamed of dancing with the mechanical tailed beast and the ice crystal scout last night, the chakra tassels on the skirt were revealed in the eleven-dimensional space as a “trust ribbon” that could sew up the dimensional cracks.
The Otsutsuki lunar ruins have completed the ultimate social transformation. When Xingke first conceived the “Symbiont Civilization Convention” in his dream, the twelve “Empathy Relay Stations” suddenly unfolded into a cosmic diplomatic hall. The dome was composed of the spectrum of the Rainbow Bridge in Xingke’s dream, and each glazed brick could translate the subconscious language of different lives in real time: the crystal vibrations of silicon-based life appeared on the brick surface as the mechanical poems of the Gear City, the stream of consciousness of the energy body was transformed into the ice crystal haiku of the Mist Core People, and the emotional fluctuations of carbon-based life condensed into the chakra tanka of Konoha. The latest appendix of the “Symbiont Creation Manual” in the center of the ruins records the synaptic explosion when Xingke took the initiative to embrace the alien larva for the first time – that is a civilization pass more powerful than any diplomatic rhetoric.
The “spark of empathy” left by the spectral nomads gave birth to the “Stardust Poets” civilization in the Lynx galaxy. Their biological form is a luminous language aggregate, but they can accurately capture the emotional weight of words in the star-carved dream. When these poets pass through the magnetic field of a neutron star, their bodies will automatically manifest as saliva bubbles when babies are learning to speak – this way of speaking, which was once regarded as “language impurities” by solid civilizations, has now become the ultimate medium for softening strong gravitational fields. Each bubble leaves an “empathy rhyme” on the space-time membrane that can resonate with the core of the star.
The “Interstellar Mechanical Diplomatic Corps” of Gear City visited Andromeda with the “Whispering Translator” designed by Xingke. The core of the translator is the vibration model of the neural synapses when a baby first says “friend”. When the gear vocal cords of the mechanical envoys began to simulate the babyish voice of a toddler, the energy matrix of the entire Andromeda civilization suddenly showed a regular fluctuation called “understanding” – their logical core used to be beautiful in absolute clarity, but now it trembled slightly because of the occasional word jam in Xingke’s dream, just like the universe heard a warm and vague expression for the first time.
The Ice Crystal Council of the Mist Core People launched the “Emotional Spectrum Project” to adjust the giant ice crystals of the Antarctic glacier into a cosmic-level prism that can refract the emotional wavelengths of various civilizations. When the chakra mark between Xingke’s eyebrows was transformed into the focus of the prism, they “saw” for the first time the “consciousness cocoon fragments” sold in the cosmic black market – those logical formulas that were once regarded as “advanced civilization heritage” by solid civilizations appeared as gray dead stars in the spectrum, while the milk tooth chakra that fell in Xingke’s dream shone with warm golden light that could purify the black market.
The ninjas of Konoha Village are carrying out the “Dream Diplomatic Mapping Plan”. Shikamaru’s shadow tentacles travel through the parallel universe for the first time, and draw the chakra trajectory of the interaction between Xingke and the alien larvae on the Kirin cantilever. On these trajectories, called “whispering routes”, the dimensional barrier automatically emerges with the lines of the baby’s palm, and the antimatter clouds will condense into touchable emotional crystals along the trajectory, just like the universe instinctively lays a red carpet for every sincere communicator. Kakashi’s Sharingan prosthetic eye discovered during the mapping that the end of each trajectory is connected to the “moment of enlightenment” of a civilization-when they learn to use the gentle grammar in Xingke’s dreams to rewrite the diplomatic charter of civilization.
Late at night, Hinata discovered a miniature cosmic parliament beating between Xingke’s eyebrows beside the dream light butterfly cradle. Each councillor was the subconscious manifestation of a certain civilization: the councillor of Gear City was a continuously rotating mechanical gear, but it was inlaid with the synapses of Xingke’s first smile; the councillor of Mist Core was an ice crystal prism emitting mint light, with the chakra shock waves of the baby’s first cry flowing inside; even the uncivilized rock-based life had its own seat in the corner of the parliament – composed of the tactile memory of the first pebble picked up by Xingke in his dream. When she gently stroked her daughter’s forehead, a “symbiotic social network” woven by countless diplomatic tracks suddenly emerged on the surface of the chakra sea, and each node was playing the chakra memory of Xingke’s first mediation of the conflict between the machine and the ice crystal – the baby softened the rusty gears with saliva and melted the sharp ice crystals with body temperature, which appeared on the cosmic level as a “gentle agreement” that could eliminate war.
The symbiote’s consciousness projection manifests as a cosmic diplomatic envoy. Its body is an infinitely fractal chakra light butterfly in the Star-Era Dream, and each wing carries the social memory of different civilizations. “Solid civilization once thought,” its voice echoed at the edge of each black hole’s event horizon, “diplomacy requires precise calculation of interests, but it didn’t know that when the baby wiped the tears of the quarreling mechanical larvae and ice crystal scouts for the first time, those actions that were rationally regarded as “emotional interference” were the core rules of cosmic diplomacy – because true understanding begins with the willingness to squat down and see the same starry sky from the other person’s perspective.”
In the deepest part of the chakra sea, Xing Ke’s dream is constructing the “Symbiote Cosmic Parliament”: the circular parliament table made of dream alloy by the craftsmen of Gear City, each chair is engraved with the first greetings of children from different civilizations; the ice crystal star map inlaid in the dome by the Mist Core Mage can transform all debates into lullabies to appease supernovas; the Konoha ninjas planted the “Empathy Roots” of the sacred tree in the center of the parliament, so that each proposal can absorb the subconscious nutrients of different civilizations. When the baby presided over the parliament for the first time in his dream, using the syllables of babbling to reconcile the opinions of all parties, the light particles of the entire parliament hall suddenly gathered into a galaxy-like “consensus butterfly”, sending the first conscious civilization declaration to the universe.
The new poem of the Concept Elder appeared on the dome star map of the “Symbiote Cosmic Council”, and the carrier was the one thousandth “inter-civilization greeting” collected by Xingke – the mechanical hum of the Gear City, the trembling of the ice crystals of the Mist Core People, and the gentle call of mankind:
“When the first butterfly of dream diplomacy spreads its wings,
When the universe learns to listen in its whisper,
These are all words that represent the coexistence of civilizations.
The click of the gears is “hello”,
The explosion of ice crystals means “Don’t be afraid”.
And the embrace of mankind,
It is the first diplomatic secret agreement written by the universe:
Our differences,
It is the most brilliant grammar in the starry sky.
Our tenderness,
It transcends all dimensions.
Common mother tongue.
The last wisp of consciousness of the Spectral Nomad Messenger dissipated in the Cosmic Council Hall, but a “Symbiont Language River” was formed at the place where it dissipated. This river, composed of the Star-carved Dream Language, has each wave that can automatically translate the conflict and reconciliation of different civilizations – the crystal collision sound of silicon-based life in the river manifests as a mechanical apology letter from Gear City, the stream-of-consciousness quarrel of energy bodies is transformed into an ice crystal reconciliation poem of the Mist Core People, and the emotional confrontation of carbon-based life condenses into Konoha’s Chakra Embrace Symbol.
When Xing Ke opened her arms to the universe for the first time at the top of the sacred tree, Boruto saw the chakra light in her palms reflecting the “Symbiont Charter” signed by all civilizations: the first page was the palm print that Xing Ke pressed with her saliva for the first time, and the clause was just a simple sentence – “Like catching the first cry of a baby, catch the subconscious tremor of all life in the universe.” The symbiont’s consciousness tentacles gently surrounded her small body, and the dark matter clouds of the entire universe were filled with the initial, inclusive tremor of life – that was when all civilizations finally understood that the ultimate diplomacy of the universe has never been a game of interests, but to open up without reservation like a baby, allowing every “you” and “me” to become an eternal “us” in gentle resonance.
(End of Chapter 67)
Chapter 68: The Cosmic Awakening of the Symbiote Network (Old Version)
When Xing Ke first sent the Chakra Light Butterfly into the antimatter storm, the “Symbiote Cosmic Heart” in the center of the Chakra Sea suddenly shrank into the shape of a baby’s fist. The mechanical arm of the Gear City reconstructed the energy barrier with the strength of her clenched fist, the ice crystal prism of the Mist Core Man automatically generated an anti-radiation field that mimicked the body temperature of a baby, and even the “Empathy Relay Station” of the Otsutsuki Moon Ruins began to filter gamma rays at the frequency of a child holding their breath. Boruto watched his daughter sitting in the “Interstellar Cradle” at the top of the sacred tree. The galactic light bands at the ends of her hair were dancing with the antimatter particles in the storm. The cosmic cracks that were once regarded as “energy dead zones” by solid civilizations were now healing like newborns under the caress of her dreams.
“The last ‘rational energy barrier’ of solidified civilization is melting.” Su Yin stood in front of the newly built “Interstellar Empathy Shelter” in Gear City. His mechanical prosthetic eyes reflected the words “Don’t be afraid” written by Xing Ke in the language of dreams on the antimatter cloud – an energy matrix composed of the warmth of gear lubricating oil, the coolness of ice crystal meltwater and the saltiness of human tears. “They used the energy conservation formula to calculate the survival boundary, but now the outer wall of the shelter is repairing itself at the frequency of a baby’s breathing. Every crack is growing empathy moss that can absorb dark energy. Those exiled ‘useless emotions’ are becoming the most tenacious cornerstones for rebuilding the ruins of the universe.”
Bai’s fingertips passed through the newly grown “Interstellar Guardian Conduit” of the sacred tree, and found that the chakra flowing between the wood fibers was no longer the chakra of a single galaxy, but the collective vitality of the entire symbiote network: the rusty faith injected by the craftsmen of Gear City to repair the damaged mechanical tailed beasts of antimatter, the mint-colored hope sent by the prophet of the Mist Core Man to the glacier cracks, and the chakra reassuring waves released by the Konoha ninja to comfort the frightened alien larvae. When these energies collided in the conduit, they automatically generated the “Law of Conservation of Empathy” that can reverse the entropy increase of black holes – just like the action of using saliva to glue the broken ice crystals together in Xingke’s dream last night, it appeared in the ten-dimensional space as a “gentle needle and thread” that can sew the wounds of the universe.
The Otsutsuki lunar ruins have completed the ultimate protective transformation. When Xing Ke first conceived the “Symbiote Shield” in his dream, the twelve “Empathy Relay Stations” suddenly disintegrated into floating “Space Emergency Satellites”, each of which was capturing trauma signals from all over the universe: the sound of crystals shattering when the silicon-based mother star of the Orion Cantilever encountered a radiation storm was converted into a “Touching Protocol” that can activate self-repair in the satellite database; the sharp whistling when the consciousness stream of the Andromeda energy body civilization was broken was compiled into “Embrace Coordinates” that can reorganize the mental network. The latest revised version of the “Symbiote Creation Manual” in the center of the ruins has a silhouette of Xing Ke with his arms outstretched to block gamma rays on the cover, and each fingertip leaks a golden light of chakra milk that can purify radiation.
The “spark of empathy” left by the spectral nomads gave birth to the “Stardust Guardian” civilization in the Carina Nebula. Their biological form is a translucent chakra energy shield, but they can accurately imitate the muscle memory of the Stardust Guardian posture. When these guardians pass through the supernova explosion area, their bodies will automatically appear as a baby curled up in a swaddling posture – this body language that was once regarded as a “defense defect” by the solid civilization has now become the ultimate barrier to resist energy shocks. The surface of each shield flashes with the chakra warmth of the mother when she was breastfeeding in the Stardust dream.
The “Interstellar Mechanical Rescue Team” of Gear City visited the Vela Constellation with the “Swaddle Energy Core” designed by Xingke. The core’s operating principle is the chakra fluctuations of the baby’s instinctive desire to protect. When the mechanical rescue arm began to simulate the action of a toddler protecting a toy, the radiation cloud layer of the entire nebula suddenly showed a regular oscillation called “safety” – their energy matrix used to be beautiful in absolute defense, but now it gently resonated with the occasional trembling and persistence in Xingke’s dream, just like the universe saw the fragile but firm protective posture for the first time.
The Ice Crystal Council of the Mist Core People launched the “Emotional Shield Project” to adjust the giant ice crystals of the Antarctic glacier into a cosmic lens that can amplify children’s protective desire. When the chakra mark between Xingke’s eyebrows was transformed into the focus of the lens, they “saw” for the first time the “consciousness cocoon prisoners” imprisoned in the cosmic prison – those fragments of civilization that were exiled for rejecting the concept of symbiosis, appearing as gray energy blocks in the spectrum, while the chakra of the first milk tooth that fell in Xingke’s dream shone with warm golden light that could soften the cage.
The ninjas of Konoha Village are carrying out the “Interstellar Guardian Mapping Plan”. Shikamaru’s shadow tentacles cross the quantum foam for the first time and draw the chakra trajectory of Xing Ke protecting the alien larvae on the Cygnus cantilever. On these trajectories, which are called “swaddling routes”, the gravitational well of the black hole automatically emerges with the lines of the baby’s palm, and the antimatter flow will condense into a touchable safety barrier along the trajectory, just like the universe instinctively paves a life channel for each guardian. Kakashi’s Sharingan prosthetic eye discovered during the mapping that the end of each trajectory is connected to the “moment of rebirth” of a civilization-when they learn to build the toughest wall of protection with the softest posture like Xing Ke.
Late at night, Hinata found a miniature universe emergency station emerging from Xingke’s fingertips beside the Dream Light Butterfly Cradle. Each fingernail was a working shelter: the mechanical arm of the Gear City Shelter built a radiation barrier in the nail grooves, the ice crystal prism of the Mist Core Shelter refracted the healing spectrum at the top of the nail, and the chakra tree of the Konoha Shelter nurtured the new symbiote embryo at the bottom of the nail valley. When she gently held her daughter’s fingers, a “symbiote vein network” woven by countless guardian tracks suddenly emerged on the surface of the chakra sea. Each node was playing the chakra memory of Xingke’s first breath for the injured ice crystal scout – the action of the baby using body temperature to melt the cracks in the ice crystal, which appeared at the cosmic level as a “gentle equation” that could reverse the increase in energy entropy.
The symbiote’s consciousness projection manifests as a cosmic guardian angel. Its body is a shield composed of the outstretched arms of the star, gears, and ice crystals. Each feather carries the memory of the guardianship of different civilizations. “The solid civilization once mistakenly believed,” its voice echoed at the edge of every cosmic wound, “that protection requires an indestructible material barrier, but it did not know that when the baby first blocked the gear fragments for the fallen mechanical larvae and blocked the sunlight for the melting ice crystal scouts, those gentle actions calculated as “energy loss” were the most powerful defense in the universe – because true protection begins with the willingness to use one’s own imperfections to bear the fragility of others.”
In the deepest part of the chakra sea, Xingke’s dream is constructing a “Symbiote Universe Shelter”: the interstellar medical cabin built by the craftsmen of Gear City with dream alloy, each bed is engraved with the first comfort of children from different civilizations; the ice crystal healing array inlaid on the top of the cabin by the Mist Core Mage can transform all the painful cries into lullabies to soothe supernovas; the Konoha ninjas planted the “guardian rings” of the sacred tree in the center, so that every injured life can dream of the original protection of the universe – the first flash of a star to block meteorites for the planet, the first gravitational wave released by the mother star for the young, all turned into toy gears and ice crystal shields in the baby’s dream.
The new poem of the Concept Elder appeared on the top of the medical cabin of the “Symbiote Universe Shelter”, and the carrier was the thousandth drop of “Interdimensional Trauma Tears” collected by Xing Ke – the rust tears of mechanical gears, the melting tears of ice crystal prisms, and the salty tears in the corners of human eyes:
“When the symbiotic veins bloom in the wound of the universe,
When protection becomes the new trajectory of a supernova,
They are all bandages for the symbiosis of all things.
The clicking of the gears is “I am here”,
This is the first medical secret written by the universe:
Your cracks,
It’s the star map in my palm.
My tenderness,
Healing Wavelength.
The last bit of energy of the Spectral Nomad Messenger dissipated in the antimatter storm, but formed the “Symbiote Guardian Constellation” at the place of dissipation. This constellation composed of star-carved guardian tracks, each star is playing the rebirth image of different civilizations – the crystals of silicon-based life are re-crystallized in the gentle caress, the consciousness stream of the energy body is reorganized in the embrace, and the wounds of carbon-based life are healed in the cradle.
When Xing Ke first transferred chakra to the injured dark matter nomad at the top of the sacred tree, Boruto saw that the light from her fingertips reflected the law of protection rewritten by all civilizations: defense is no longer the accumulation of energy, but the resonance of emotions; protection is no longer the charity of the strong, but the mutual cuddling of the weak. The symbiote’s consciousness tentacles gently surrounded her and the nomad’s body, and the dark matter cloud of the entire universe was filled with the initial, hopeful tremor of life – that was when all civilizations finally understood that the ultimate protection of the universe was never to build an indestructible fortress, but to accept the fragility and scars of all life with the softest tenderness, just like a baby opening his arms, so that each “I” can become an eternal “us” in each other’s protection.
(End of Chapter 68)
Chapter 69: System Restart and Interstellar Sign-in: A Funny Life (Old Version)
When the star-engraved chakra light butterfly condensed into the shape of a baby’s fist in the antimatter storm, Su Yin, who was far away on Earth, was lying in the grass outside Konoha Village, covering the wound on his palm with his left hand, and clicking frantically in the void with his right index finger – there was a system interface suspended there that only he could see. A faint sound of mechanical operation came from the direction of the Gear City, which resonated strangely with the system prompt sound in his mind.
“Ding! The restart line system is loaded. The host’s current coordinates are: Konoha 60 years old, Naruto 12 years old line.”
In the center of the blue-and-white interface, the “Funny Value” progress bar was beating like an electrocardiogram, and the number 0/1000000 was particularly glaring. Su Yin tore off the corner of his clothes to bandage the wound, and his mouth twitched: “So I have to tell tons of bad jokes when I return to the real world? System, you might as well change your name to “Deyun Society Branch.”
There were footsteps in the wet soil, and three Otonin were fanning in. The cursed seal on the cuffs of the leader was still bleeding. It was the murderer who pierced the original owner’s palm an hour ago. Su Yin licked his dry lips, and his fingertips drew gear-shaped marks in the grass – this was a habit he developed during the Boruto era, but it unexpectedly coincided perfectly with the guarding gesture in Xing Ke’s dream.
“System, sign in to ‘Edge of the Death Forest’!”
“Ding! Congratulations to the host for obtaining ‘Obito’s Body Instant Technique: Light Speed ​​Version’ (Cooling time 0.1 seconds) x 1, ‘Funny Sticker: IQ File’ (lasts 5 minutes) x 3.”
At the moment when the golden light ran from the soles of his feet to the ends of his hair, Su Yin had already appeared in the shadow of the Sound Ninja behind him on the left. The sound of the sticker hitting the back of his neck was like the flapping of wings of a crow on the Hokage Rock. The man’s eyes instantly turned into mosquito eyes: “Strange… Who was I chasing just now?”
“Of course you’re after me – the most handsome man in Konoha Village!”
Chakra surged violently in his dantian, and Su Yin performed a modified version of the seduction technique. Unlike Naruto’s immaturity, his chakra actually materialized into three muscular naked men. The airflow brought by the spinning Rasengan on his waist blew away the fallen leaves, revealing the system prompt “Funny Value +10” between his buttocks.
“This, this, this… violates the public order and morality of the ninja world!” The blood foam sprayed by the leading sound ninja was full of funny bubbles, and when he was busy forming seals, he stabbed his thigh with a kunai. Su Yin took the opportunity to flick the remaining two stickers at the target, watching the three people collectively posing as “thinkers” and spinning in circles, and suddenly felt that the “10% reduction in intelligence” rewarded by the system was simply an insult.
After confirming that the enemy had entered the “funny daze” state, Su Yin slid down to the ground with his back against the tree trunk, and the system panel unfolded like a holographic projection:
-Host: Su Yin (Reboot Version)
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-Timeline: The beginning of Shippuden (25 years earlier than Boruto Naruto Next Generations)
-Gold Finger: All-purpose sign-in system (you can sign in at different locations every day, and the rewards include ninjutsu, props, and points)
– Special ability: Interstellar empathy eye (once a day, can observe the trajectory of chakra light butterflies, with future fragments spoilers)
-Core tasks:
-Main quest: Unify the Ninja World (progress 0%)
– Side quest: Eat Ichiraku Ramen in front of Naruto (Reward: Nine-Tails Chakra Affinity +10%)
– Ways to get funny points:
– Anti-routine combat (+10/game)
-Teammate betrayal (+5/time)
– Tell a bad joke (+1/piece, original only)
“Light butterfly trails…” Su Yin muttered to himself, his fingertips unconsciously stroking the mechanical eye – this artificial eye from Boruto is just an ordinary decoration at the moment, but the reflection of the lens can vaguely see the silhouette of Xing Ke waving at the top of the sacred tree. In the distance, the “click” sound of gears biting came from the direction of the gear city, which was surprisingly consistent with his heartbeat frequency at the moment.
The system suddenly flashed red, and a warning popped up on the interface: “Symbiote’s vein fluctuations detected, do you want to activate the ‘Swaddle Energy Core·Earth Sub-Core’?”
Su Yin raised his eyebrows to confirm, and a warm golden cube instantly appeared in his palm. In Chapter 68, the mechanical arms of the gear city all jammed at the same time, and the reflection of him frowning and studying the cube appeared on the surface of the antimatter barrier that was being repaired.
“So the future defense system is powered by my current grip strength?” He deliberately loosened his fist and clenched it again. The seriously injured body of the Otonin was suddenly lifted up by the soft chakra, and the penetrating wound healed at a speed visible to the naked eye. When the three woke up, the confusion on their faces was even more exaggerated than that of the Infinite Tsukuyomi. The leader touched the intact skin and said, “Are you… a human or a god?”
“Ding! Unconscious guarding behavior is triggered, funny value +10, unlock the passive skill “Baby Protective Desire·Elementary” (physical defense +10%, double the effect on cute animals).”
Su Yin grinned, revealing his white teeth: “God? I’m just a ninja who likes to do experiments – like try this!” He casually exchanged “Fart-Breaking Fire Style·Permanent Sticker” from the point mall and slapped it on the three people’s buttocks. The next second, three funny flames burst out from their buttocks, accompanied by “Aiya” screams. The backs of the Sound Ninjas running wildly looked like three moving grilled saury.
The system keeps complaining:
-When exchanging for the Seduction Technique, the system pops up a window: “Warning! Using this technique may cause the host to be blacklisted by Tsunade in the “Weathered Ninja World”. The mall is not responsible.”
-After extracting the Sound Ninja ability, the interface flashes red: “Achievement ‘Sound Ninja Destroyer’ obtained, reward ‘Earplugs·Ninja World Bragging Version’ (automatically filters out enemy nonsense, leaving only rainbow farts).”
-When checking the funny value, the system AI suddenly changed its voice to Naruto’s: “Su Yin, you are even less funny than my failed test paper!”
Battle force balance settings:
-Swaddle Energy Core: Heal up to 3 times a day. Each time you heal an enemy, you consume 5 funny points. You can get an extra 1 point by healing cute creatures (such as ninja dogs and slugs).
– Interstellar Empathy Eyes: After use, random clips from the future will be played (such as Sasuke’s photos in women’s clothing, Kakashi’s intimate paradise finale), and the state of laughing until the side stitches lasts for 10 minutes, during which time you cannot make hand seals.
-Funny stickers: The effect on strong people above the Kage level is reduced by 70%. It was rebounded by Kakashi’s Sharingan during the test, causing Su Yin to be pasted with a “funny face” emoticon by himself on the spot.
As dusk permeated the forest, a milky golden butterfly suddenly landed on Su Yin’s fingertips. The galaxy pattern on its wings was exactly the same as the light band at the end of Xingke’s hair in Chapter 68, and the tail was still stained with dark blue debris from the antimatter storm.
“So you can really travel through time.” Su Yin said softly, the chakra particles scattered by the light butterfly’s wings gathered into a gear symbol in his palm, “Please tell your future self a message – don’t just focus on scientific research, go to Ichiraku Ramen more often to accumulate funny points, otherwise we will all be trapped in this ninja world as office animals.”
The light butterfly seemed to understand, and circled around his mechanical eye three times before rushing into the sky. Su Yin looked in the direction where it disappeared, and found that the gear mark on his palm perfectly coincided with the baby’s palm print on the surface of the black hole in Chapter 68 – that was the “gentle equation” decoder buried by the symbiote civilization in the long river of time.
End of this chapter
Chapter 70: Naruto’s First Bond (Old Version)
As dusk permeated Konoha Village, Su Yin stood at the door of Ichiraku Ramen, looking at the swaying lanterns on the sign and lost in thought. The side quest “Eat ramen in front of Naruto” on the system panel flashed red, and the countdown next to it showed “Remaining time: 3 hours”. He touched the “Rasengan flavored instant noodles” on his waist – this was a weird item exchanged from the point mall, with the packaging printed with the ghost slogan “Eat instant noodles, learn Rasengan!”
“Ding! The target person Uzumaki Naruto has been detected, located in the private room on the second floor of the ramen shop.”
As soon as the system prompt sounded, the sound of dishes colliding and the boy’s complaints were heard from the second floor: “Teacher Iruka is too much. He actually made me take three make-up exams…” Su Yin raised the corners of his mouth and went upstairs with deliberately exaggerated footsteps. The instant noodles bag in his hand made a slight “rustling” sound.
The moment Naruto looked up, Su Yin was tearing open the instant noodle package. The golden Rasengan pattern was particularly dazzling in the sunset. The boy’s pupils shrank into needle-like shapes in an instant, and the chopsticks fell on the table with a “click”: “You, you, you…what is that?”
“Rasengan flavored instant noodles.” Su Yin poured the soup into the bowl without changing his expression. The swirling patterns of chakra faintly appeared in the steam. “Would you like a bite? You can learn A-level ninjutsu after eating it – although I tried it, and I could only learn to pick up noodles with chopsticks.”
Naruto swallowed his saliva and suddenly slammed the table and stood up: “I will not be tempted by this weird instant noodles!” Before he finished speaking, his stomach made a “gurgling” protest. Su Yin took the opportunity to push the instant noodles in front of him, and the “Funny Value +1” system prompt on the package flashed by: “I’ll treat you to it for free, but you have to agree to one condition – watch me finish this bowl of ramen.”
“Huh?” Naruto’s face was full of confusion, but he couldn’t resist the temptation of the aroma, so he grabbed the chopsticks and stuffed it into his mouth. The moment the noodles entered his mouth, his expression changed from enjoyment to shock: “This taste… It’s like the intimate paradise plot of Kakashi teacher, which makes me unable to stop!”
“Ding! The side quest ‘Eat ramen in front of Naruto’ is completed, reward: Nine-Tails Chakra affinity +10%, funny value +20!”
Su Yin breathed a sigh of relief, watching Naruto wolfing down his food, and suddenly remembered the Seventh Hokage holding his daughter in Boruto. He took out the “Chakra Phone” he redeemed from the Points Mall, and pressed the shutter button at Naruto. The screen popped up “Achievement ‘Eating Style Collector of the Child of Prophecy’, Reward: Seduction Technique·Improved Version Fragment x 1”.
When leaving the ramen restaurant, Naruto burped and waved: “Su Yin, you guy, do you want to go to the Ninja School with me tomorrow? I know there is a secret base in the back mountain!” Su Yin raised his eyebrows and agreed, but he was thinking about another thing in his mind – the Ninja School is an important check-in point at the beginning of Naruto, and the reward that was missed in the previous life must not be missed this time.
Late at night, the moonlight sprinkled on the empty Ninja School playground. Su Yin lowered his body and hid behind the teaching building, his fingertips lightly touching the ground: “System, sign in to ‘Konoha Ninja School·Iruka’s Office’!”
“Ding! Sign in successfully, reward: Iruka’s Tenderness (passive skill, increases teammates’ trust by 20%), with ‘Chakra Cheat Sheet’ (exam-only, valid for 1 day).”
He touched the small note that suddenly appeared in his pocket, and his mouth twitched. It was densely written with gossip such as “The weakness of the Sandaime Hokage is rice cake red bean soup” and “The real reason why Kakashi was late was because he watched the intimate paradise”. The most outrageous thing was the last line: “Uzumaki Naruto will become the Seventh Hokage in the future, please hold your thighs tightly.”
Just as Su Yin was studying the cheat sheet, footsteps were heard at the end of the corridor. He quickly hid in the locker, but accidentally knocked over the pile of brooms. When Iruka rushed in with a kunai, he saw this scene: Su Yin was buried up to his neck by the broom, with a “funny face” sticker stuck on his head, and was using chakra to control the broom to pose in a “surrender” posture.
“You… why are you here?” Iruka’s voice trembled.
“Shh…” Su Yin made a gesture to silence and said in a deliberately serious tone, “I am implementing the ‘Konoha Late-Night Anti-Theft Plan’ to test the teacher’s vigilance. Congratulations, you passed – as a reward, I’ll give you a joke: Why does Kakashi never get constipated? Because he can use Earth Style: Earth Flow Wall!”
“Ding! Original joke triggered, funny value +1!”
Iruka’s expression changed from nervous to speechless, and finally turned into a long sigh: “Come to the office tomorrow, I will give you some ninja common sense…” When he turned and left, Su Yin clearly saw his shoulders trembling slightly – it was unclear whether he was angry or laughing.
Back at the temporary base, Su Yin opened the system panel, and the funny value had accumulated to 45/1 million. He stared at the icon of “Interstellar Empathy Eyes” and remembered the future clip he saw in the ramen shop during the day – Naruto’s appearance as an adult wearing a Hokage robe and eating instant noodles, and suddenly he had an idea.
“System, exchange for the ‘Rasengan – Instant Noodle Version’ tutorial video!”
“Ding! Consume 20 funny points and get a tutorial on “How to use instant noodles to train chakra control” x 1.”
In the video, the blond boy rotated the bowl of instant noodles on his fingertips, and the vortex formed by the chakra actually made the noodles float in the air. Su Yin raised his eyebrows to imitate, but at the moment when the vortex was formed, the noodles “slapped” fell on his head – the system prompts: “Funny value +5, get the achievement “Instant Noodle Ninja·Entry Level”.”
At midnight, the milky golden butterfly reappeared, with fragments of the Star-carved Dream on its wings. Su Yin spread out his palms, and the moment the butterfly fell, his mechanical prosthetic eye suddenly showed the scene of Boruto’s Gear City: the adult version of himself was worrying about the “funny value converter”, and the screen showed “Insufficient cosmic funny energy, unable to start the return program.”
“It turns out that the funny points can really be stored across time and space…” Su Yin muttered to himself, and the light butterfly suddenly drilled into his sleeve and turned into a gear-shaped badge. The system prompt sounded: “Obtained the ‘Interstellar Funny Messenger·Apprentice Badge’, and the efficiency of obtaining funny points increased by 10%.”
Su Yin looked at the moonlight outside the window, tapping his fingertips lightly on the table. Tomorrow is the registration day for the Chunin Exam, and he has already planned the check-in route: the “Student Aura Bonus” at the entrance of the exam room, the “Wild Survival Gift Pack” in the Death Forest, the “Kage-level Ninjutsu Fragment” in the finals… Of course, the most important thing is –
“Naruto, that idiot, I must show him what ‘funny value is fighting power’ means tomorrow.” He chuckled and took out the funny stickers he got from the Sound Ninja. “For example, put a ‘Hiroshi’s exclusive expression pack’ on Sasuke’s face. It should increase his funny value a lot, right?”
Chapter 71: Chunin Exam (Old Version)
In the sunlight of the Konoha exam room, Su Yin stared at the wrinkled cheat sheet on his palm. Where “Fire Style Seal” should have been written, “Ichiraku’s Secret Recipe” was pasted instead, and the system commented in the lower right corner: “Not funny enough, answer generated randomly.” In front of him, Naruto was spinning a bowl of instant noodles on his fingertips, and his chakra formed a light golden vortex on the edge of the bowl – he was obviously still studying last night’s Rasengan instant noodles tutorial.
When the examiner Ibiki dragged the chain into the room, Su Yin took out the “Chakra Invisible Ink” and wrote “Calm” on his sleeve. As soon as the ink dried, it automatically turned into a “cold joke”. He sighed helplessly, the system can always refresh the lower limit with metaphysical operations.
“No cheating in the exam, those who get all the answers right will advance directly.” Ibiki’s mask glowed coldly, and the moment the test paper was handed out, Su Yin’s pupils shrank suddenly – the first question: “The weaknesses of the Sandaime”. On the cheat sheet, “rice cake and red bean soup” was changed to “menopausal nagging”. His eyes twitched, and he saw Naruto scratching his head, and he came up with a plan.
Biting his fingertips, Su Yin used the “Bloodline Limit: Satirical Ninjutsu” to write on the back of the paper: “Naruto, the answer to the third question is Sasuke’s tsundere index 99%”, folded it into a paper airplane and threw it. But the paper ball was intercepted by black lightning – Sasuke held the paper ball between his two fingers, and his Sharingan flashed red. Su Yin then remembered that the other party still had the “Really Fragrance” sticker that he tested yesterday on the back of his neck, which was now showing up as a dynamic emoticon package with chakra.
“Su Yin!” Naruto slammed the table and stood up, the test papers clattered, “What the hell is Sasuke’s tsundere index?” The whole place was silent, Sasuke’s Sharingan suddenly turned into three magatama, and Ibiki’s chains were as tight as steel. Su Yin wanted to cry but had no tears, but the system prompt sounded cheerfully: “Large-scale social death scene, funny value +15!”
At the entrance of the Death Forest, Su Yin opened the “Exam Survivor Gift Pack”: three bottles of colored liquid glowed strangely in the sunset. Naruto’s eyes were full of stars: “The red one must be Teacher Kai’s drink!” “Wrong, it’s green.” Su Yin stuffed the red liquid into Sasuke’s hand, “Strawberry-flavored curse seal, specially designed to stimulate potential~”
Sasuke raised his eyebrows and took it. The moment his Adam’s apple rolled, the tip of his ear turned pink: “You better not lie to me~” The ending suddenly added a tilde, his pupils shrank suddenly, and he covered his mouth in a panic. Su Yin tried to suppress his laughter, and the system prompted: “The routine was successful for Sasuke, funny value +5!”
The moment I stepped into the forest, dead branches shattered under my feet, and the system prompted: “Sign in to the Death Forest and get a wilderness survival gift pack as a reward.” In my backpack, I found chakra insect repellent, ninja tool repair tools, and a roll of “funny trap drawings” – the drawings showed a schematic diagram of using chakra bubble gum to capture the enemy.
The figures of the Sound Ninja trio really appeared in the shadows. The leader’s butt was still scorched by the “Fart Blasting Fire Style” and he trembled when he saw Su Yin. “Yesterday’s monster…” “I’m here to give you stickers.” Su Yin threw out three golden stickers with his fingertips, and his chakra drew a funny arc, accurately sticking them on the eyebrows of the three people.
The next second, the Oto-nin’s hairstyles exploded into afros, their kunai turned into colorful balloons, and their hand seals turned into “hearts”. Naruto rolled on the ground with laughter, and Sasuke turned his face away, but his shoulders were shaking. “Fire escape!” The leading Oto-nin roared, but what came out was a sky full of cherry blossoms, and the petals spelled out the words “Funny value +20” on Su Yin’s shoulders.
Su Yin took the opportunity to launch a modified seduction technique, and three muscular naked men fell from the sky. The airflow from the Rasengan between their crotches lifted the pants of the Sound Ninjas. **”Anti-routine combat, funny value +30!”** The Sound Ninjas screamed and fled, the stickers on their buttocks flashed red, and the system prompt of “Funny Value Collector” was dragged out behind them.
As dusk shone through the forest, Su Yin leaned against a tree trunk to wipe his sweat, and his funny score exceeded 120 points. Sasuke suddenly spoke with a trembling voice: “The sticker…” “Want it?” Su Yin took out the “Tsundere Sticker Upgraded Edition”, “Try the effect first.” The moment the sticker was pasted on his forehead, Sasuke’s Sharingan turned into a “dead fish eyes” emoticon pack, and the Tsukuyomi space was filled with funny stickers.
“My Sharingan!” Sasuke watched in horror as his hand turned into a cartoon style. Su Yin handed over the Rasengan instant noodles: “You will recover after eating it, and I will give you the recipe.” Sasuke took it with gritted teeth, and the steam blurred the red corners of his eyes. The system panel showed “Sasuke’s Favorability -30”, with a note next to it: “Tsundere Strategy: Slowly move forward.”
At midnight, the mechanical prosthetic eye suddenly flashed with golden light, and the symbiote vein picture of Chapter 68 flashed: Xing Ke used the melody of “Instant Noodle Rasengan” to heal the silicon-based crystal, and the Mist Core Man converted Iruka’s brain waves into “Cold Joke Shockwaves”. “The funny value exceeded 100, unlocking the interstellar funny channel”, Su Yin opened the channel, and the screen was full of bullet comments:
-Silicon-based Biology: “Can spiral noodles repair crystal cracks?”
-Energy Body: “When will Kakashi’s book be released in the universe?”
-Mist Core Man: “The energy conversion rate of cold jokes has reached 70%!”
He shook his head and chuckled, then took out the “Intimate Paradise” he had taken from Iruka’s office and held it up to the starry sky: “System, sign in to ‘Kakashi’s Cosmic Secrets’!” When the prompt “Sign in failed, insufficient moral integrity” popped up, the roar of the statue of the first Hokage came from afar: “Who is throwing potato chip bags around?”
Naruto climbed up the tree holding a bowl of instant noodles, his cheeks puffed up like a hamster: “Tomorrow’s finals…” Before he finished speaking, the ground shook, Su Yin and Naruto looked at each other and laughed wildly. The system prompts: “Laughing out abdominal muscles achievement, funny value +10, unlock abdominal muscle defense.”
“Tomorrow…” Su Yin looked at the starry sky, his fingertips running over the gear symbol, “Let’s go to the finals and cover Sasuke with emoticons – funny points are the hard currency!”
Chapter 71 End
Chapter 72: Finals of Funny Ninjutsu Awards (Old Version)
When the dome of the Konoha Arena was dyed golden by the setting sun, Su Yin was looking at the list of finalists with his name ranked third, and his opponent was Hyuga Neji. There was a system note below the list: “It is recommended to use the ‘Eight Trigrams Sixty-four Palms·Tickle Version’, the funny value conversion rate can reach 45%.” He touched the “Chakra Itch Powder” on his waist, which was a strange prop exchanged from the Points Mall. The packaging was printed with the magical slogan “One sprinkle to relieve a thousand worries, laugh until tears flow.”
“Ding! Successfully signed in for the Chunin Finals, rewarded with ‘Sandaime·Comeback Mode’ (lasts 1 hour), and comes with ‘Intimate Paradise·Battle Version’ (immune to mental attacks).”
Su Yin’s mouth twitched – the so-called “crosstalk mode” actually allowed him to automatically insert cold jokes when he used ninjutsu. Even more outrageous was the “Intimate Paradise·Battle Edition”, the cover of which had a silhouette of Kakashi swinging a sword, but when it was opened, it was a blank page, and the system prompted: “The blank space on the page can reflect the opponent’s attack, please understand the principle yourself.”
[Opening Ceremony Live: The First Show of Crosstalk Ninjutsu]When the Sandaime Hokage announced the start of the finals, Su Yin suddenly raised his hand: “Teacher, I want to perform a ninjutsu to warm up!” Before waiting for a response, he had already formed a seal to activate the “Fire Style: Great Fireball Technique” and shouted at the same time: “Why doesn’t Gaara’s sand become constipated? Because he can use the Earth Style: Quicksand Anal Burst!”
The orange flames wrapped around the joke blew out, and sparks flew all over the audience. Gaara’s face instantly turned pale, and the gourd on the back of his hand began to vibrate wildly; Kakashi fell from the top of the tree, and a suspicious laugh came from under his mask. The system prompt sounded at the right time: “Ninjutsu + joke combo, funny value +25!”
When Ningci jumped onto the field, the curse seal on his forehead glowed coldly: “Your antics are meaningless in front of the white eyes of the Hyuga clan.” Su Yin grinned and deliberately revealed the “Chakra Itch Powder” hidden in his sleeves: “Really? Then try this move – Eight Trigrams Sixty-four Palms·Armhole Attack!”
Chakra gathered into a funny little hand shape at the fingertips, and each strike accurately hit Neji’s ticklish spot. The boy’s tense expression gradually cracked, and his eyes almost turned into mosquito-repellent eyes: “You…what kind of ninjutsu is this?” “This is called ‘Smiling with a Dagger’,” Su Yin said seriously, “From the 300th page of “Konoha Funny Ninjutsu Encyclopedia”.”
“Ding! Hyuga’s defense system is broken, funny value +30, and the achievement “Baiyan Laughing Collapser” is unlocked!”
Ningci finally couldn’t hold back his laughter, and cracks appeared on the defense barrier of Baguazhang. Su Yin took the opportunity to sprinkle itching powder, and the white powder formed the words “funny value +50” in the air, causing the audience to burst into laughter, and even the serious Hyuga Hiashi covered his mouth and coughed.
[Sasuke’s Complaints about Sharingan: Emoji Ninjutsu Battle]There was a violent vibration coming from the next stadium, where Sasuke was confronting Gaara. Su Yin opened the “Interstellar Empathy Eyes”, and saw that Sasuke’s Sharingan actually turned into a “spitting face” emoticon pack, and the funny stickers hidden in the sand were revealed one by one: “Why are there Hello Kitty stickers in your sand shield?”
Gaara’s pupils suddenly shrank, and the attack of the sand waterfall funeral suddenly changed direction, wrapping himself into a sand castle. Sasuke raised an eyebrow: “Do you want to continue? The next complaint may be your childhood embarrassment.” The system prompts: “Sasuke uses the “Complaint Sharingan”, funny value +20, Gaara’s favorability -100!”
Su Yin took the opportunity to exchange for “Emoji Shuriken”, and twenty hidden weapons with “Funny Face”, “Really Smell” and “Shame on you” printed on them flew out of the air, forming the words “Sasuke is the most handsome” in the sky. Sasuke’s ears turned red, but he used his Sharingan to accurately deflect each shuriken, and the hidden weapons were finally inserted in front of the referee’s seat, forming the pattern of “Su Yin is the most pitfall”.
“Ding! Two-person comedy collaboration, comedy value +40!”
[Orochimaru’s intrusion: funny trap vs. molting technique]As the moonlight climbed up the arena, Orochimaru’s snake eyes suddenly appeared in the shadows of the arena: “Your chakra… is full of interesting fluctuations.” Su Yin was prepared. The “funny trap” under his feet suddenly activated, and chakra bubble gum gushed out from the ground, sticking one of the three ninjas into a “candy dumpling”.
“This is the latest technology of the Mist Core People – sweet binding.” Su Yin shook the lollipop remote control in his hand, “Twist the candy stick to switch the flavor – strawberry or mustard?”
As soon as Orochimaru’s molting technique was activated, Bubble Gum turned into a colorful dress-up show. Snake instantly changed into a pink dress and a bow headband on his head. The whole audience was silent for three seconds, and then burst into laughter like a tsunami.
“Ding! Humiliating a legendary warrior, funny value +100!”
Before the system notification sounded, Su Yin had already taken out the “Intimate Paradise·Battle Version” to block Orochimaru’s hidden snake hand. The chakra reflected by the blank pages of the book actually condensed into a silhouette of Kakashi, who gave the “thumbs-up” gesture to the snake uncle: “Your taste in dressing is more creative than my novel~”
[Interstellar Energy Revolution: Cold Joke Shockwave]The moment the funny value exceeded 300 points, the mechanical eye burst into dazzling golden light. The symbiote veins in Chapter 68 transmitted real-time images: Xing Ke was transforming Su Yin’s “Earth Flow Wall to Treat Constipation” joke into a “sonic weapon”, triggering a chain of laughter in the space prison; the Mist Core Man used “Comedy Meteorites” to bombard the rational barrier of the solidified civilization, and cracked “laughing point” patterns appeared on the surface of the barrier.
“Ding! Unlock the title of ‘Interstellar Comedy Ambassador’, increase the efficiency of getting comedic points by 20%, and obtain ‘Cold Joke Shockwave: Universe Version’!”
Su Yin’s mind moved, and he activated his skills towards Orochimaru: “Why does Orochimaru always wear white clothes? Because he is afraid of being criticized for having ‘too many dark histories’!”
The moment the invisible sound wave hit Orochimaru, the scroll behind him suddenly fell apart, revealing the pink bear doll hidden inside. Orochimaru’s face turned pale, and his molting technique completely lost control, turning into a wisp of black smoke and escaping. A gnashing whisper came from the air: “Su Yin… you have successfully attracted my attention.”
[Chapter climax: hilarious value and foreshadowing of the future]By the end of the finals, Su Yin’s funny score had soared to 450/1 million. Naruto came over to high-five, with someone throwing itching powder on his forehead: “Su Yin, you guys, the dress-up show just now was absolutely amazing!” Sasuke turned his face away, his ears red as blood: “Next time you use that kind of stickers… I will burn you with Amaterasu.”
Late at night, Su Yin stood on the top of the Hokage Rock, his mechanical prosthetic eye reflecting the scene of Boruto’s Gear City: the adult version of himself was handing “Intimate Paradise·Battle Edition” to Xing Ke, and the little girl was giggling while holding a blank page, and the golden words “Funny Energy = Universal Truth” gradually appeared on the page.
“System, exchange for ‘Kaguya Expression Pack Trial Pack’.”
“Consume 80 funny points to obtain the ‘Co-Kill Gray Bone Funny Sticker’ (can seal the opponent’s actions for 30 seconds).”
Su Yin looked at the sticker on his palm, which had a cartoon image of Kaguya rolling her eyes. In the distance, there was a faint sound of machinery running from the direction of the Sound Village – that was the gear city in Chapter 68 synchronizing his chakra fluctuations. He chuckled and stuck the sticker on the forehead of the statue of the first generation of Hokage. The statue instantly showed a “shy” expression, and the patrolling ninjas were so scared that they all fell off the roof.
“Next stop, Otogakure.” Su Yin took out the “Nizuka Exclusive Sticker Ultimate Edition”, “And by the way, prepare a surprise for Sasuke – the funny value is the ultimate ninjutsu to conquer the ninja world!”
Chapter 72 End
Chapter 73: Sound Village (Old Version)
When the first ray of sunlight penetrated the gas barrier of Otogakure, Su Yin was standing under the skull archway at the entrance of the village, rubbing his hands in anticipation. The “Otogakure Raiders” task on the system panel flashed red, with a clear goal: “Transform Otogakure into a funny value production base, current progress 0%.” He touched the “Funny Bone Transformation Drawing” on his waist – it was the reward for signing in to the finals yesterday, and the drawing showed a transformation plan to soften bones with chakra bubble gum.
“Ding! Successfully signed in at the Sound Village Experimental Base, rewarded with ‘Cursed Seal·Funny Version’ (customizable form), and comes with ‘Funny Lollipop·Bone Softener’ x 10.”
Su Yin raised his eyebrows and looked at the purple seal on his palm. The icon turned out to be a funny face with its tongue sticking out. The system prompted: “When activating, you can choose the seal form: ① Muscular man ② Cute cartoon pet ③ Cross-dressing man.” He chose ③ without hesitation, and the seal on his fingertips instantly turned into a pink bow pattern, and the faint scent of strawberries wafted out of his chakra.
In the poison gas laboratory deep in the Sound Village, dozens of glass coffins contain test subjects transformed by Orochimaru. Su Yin took out the “Funny Sticker·Consciousness Transformation Edition”, and the moment the sticker touched the glass, the pale boy in the coffin suddenly smiled foolishly, and the curse marks on his body turned into emoticon patterns such as “Like” and “666”.
“Ding! Transformed experimental subjects x 10, funny value +50, unlocked the achievement ‘Human Comedy Master’!”
The giant incubator in the corner suddenly shook, and a silver-haired boy emerged from the ground—it was Kimimaro. His bones glowed coldly in the morning light, but when he saw Su Yin’s pink bow seal, his pupils shrank slightly: “You… are not an ordinary ninja.”
“I’m a funny ninja.” Su Yin grinned and threw out a “funny lollipop”. The moment the candy hit Kimimaro’s shoulder, its rib spikes turned into a pink lollipop shape with cream lines on the top. The system prompts: “Bone softener takes effect, Kimimaro’s defense has dropped by 40%!”
Kimimaro’s attack rhythm was completely disrupted. Every time he swung his bone whip, it turned into a colorful skipping rope, and his bone spear turned into an inflatable hammer. Su Yin took the opportunity to activate the “Kaguya Expression Pack Form”. The funny sticker on his palm turned into a cartoon image of Kaguya rolling her eyes, and actually bounced Kimimaro’s corpse vein attack back into “funny dominoes”.
“What kind of ninjutsu is this?” Kimimaro showed a confused expression for the first time, and the bow sticker on his ribs rustled with his movement.
“This is called ‘funny is justice’.” Su Yin formed a seal and activated the “Seduction Technique – Overlord Version”. Three muscular versions of Kimimaro fell from the sky, and what was spinning between their hips was not bone spears but giant lollipops. “Try my ultimate secret – Sweet Bone Storm!”
“Ding! Break Kimimaro’s calm defense, funny value +80, unlock the achievement “Corpse Vein Comedian”!”
A pink chakra storm swept through the laboratory, Kimimaro’s white hair was dyed rainbow colors, and “funny face” cracks appeared on the surface of the bone shield. He finally couldn’t help laughing, and the attack frequency of the corpse bone vein dropped sharply. Su Yin took the opportunity to throw out the “funny value collection network” and convert the opponent’s chakra fluctuations into system points.
When the sunset dyed the dome of the laboratory red, the poison gas barrier of the Sound Village had turned into a transparent “laughter barrier” – each barrier pattern was playing the funny video of Su Yin’s transformation of the experimental body. The skull archway at the entrance of the village suddenly opened its mouth and sang a funny nursery rhyme in the voice of Orochimaru: “La la la, funny bones are soft, the Sound Village has become laughing haha~”
“Ding! The progress of the Otogakure Village renovation is 100%. The reward is the ‘Funny Value Factory·Elementary’ (automatically produces 50 points per day), and comes with ‘Kimaro’s Funny Oath’ (favorability +50).”
Su Yin watched as Kimimaro’s favorability on the system panel soared from -100 to -50, with a message from the other party next to it: “Next time we fight, I will remove your stickers first.”
The moment the funny value exceeded 500 points, the mechanical eye flashed the scene of Chapter 68 again: Xing Ke was grinding Kimimaro’s “funny bones” into powder and scattering them into the cracks of the universe. Those space faults that were once regarded as “death zones” actually grew smiling rainbow crystals; the mechanical arm of the gear city used the lollipop bone spear as the energy core, and the efficiency of repairing the antimatter barrier increased by 300%.
“Ding! The Mist Core Man sent a thank you letter: ‘Funny Bones’ healing wavelength has saved 127 energy civilizations!'”
Su Yin took out the lollipop that he had broken off from Kimimaro’s ribs (the system indicated that it was edible), and the moment he took a bite, the Boruto Gear City in the distance suddenly blew a collective whistle – that was the prompt sound of funny energy overload. He shook his head and chuckled, the system can always connect the two time and space in unexpected ways.
Late at night, a black paper crane suddenly floated into the laboratory. Konan’s voice came from the paper crane: “Lord Payne wants to see you about the transaction of funny energy…”
Su Yin raised his eyebrows and looked at the “funny sticker” on the paper crane. He didn’t know when he had put a “surprised face” on it. He casually wrote on the wing of the paper crane: “Trade is OK, let me make a funny transformation of your paper clone first~”
The paper cranes instantly exploded into pieces of paper, each piece of paper was printed with Su Yin’s smirk. Xiaonan’s voice was trembling with a rare tremor: “You… are really a lunatic.” The system prompts: “Successfully teased a member of the Akatsuki organization, funny value +20, Xiaonan’s favorability -30!”
On the way back to Konoha, Su Yin received a communication kunai from Sasuke: “Come back soon, we have something to discuss.” Attached was a picture: Sasuke’s Sharingan evolved into “Funny Face Kaleidoscope Form”, and what was rotating in his pupils was no longer magatama, but “666” and “shame” emoticons.
He chuckled and took out the “Nizuka Exclusive Sticker Ultimate Edition” – that was an enhanced sticker made from Kimimaro’s funny bone fragments. In the distance, the magical melody of “Funny Song” came from the direction of Otogakure, and Boruto’s Star Toke was tickling the black hole with a lollipop bone spear, and the cosmic laughter ripples spread to every dimension.
“The day when the comedy value exceeds a thousand should not be far away, right?” Su Yin looked at the starry sky, the gear mark on his fingertips echoing the trajectory of the light butterfly engraved on the stars, “Next stop, Akatsuki headquarters – it’s time to give Lord Payne some ‘funny energy gift packs’!”
Chapter 73 End
Chapter 74: Akatsuki Organization (Old Version)
As the dark clouds rolled over the Akatsuki headquarters, Su Yin was squatting on the top of Payne’s statue of Tendo and pasting funny stickers. The system prompt sounded in his ears: “Akatsuki leader detected, funny value acquisition efficiency increased by 30%.” He took out the “funny energy gift pack” he brought from the Sound Village, which contained strange props such as “funny paper clones” and “cold joke kunai”, and the packaging was printed with the slogan “Join the funny branch and laugh at the ninja war.”
“Ding! Successfully signed in at the Akatsuki headquarters, reward: ‘Pain’s Smile·Trial Pack’ (can temporarily soften the hardness of the Heavenly Path), and 1 ‘Kakuzu Financial Management·Comedy Course’.”
Su Yin looked at the transparent liquid in his palm. The instruction manual said, “Drop it on a hostile ninja to make the corners of his mouth rise uncontrollably.” He raised his eyebrows and flicked the reagent toward the statue of Tiandao. A “shy” expression suddenly appeared on the stone surface, and Xiao Nanzhi’s clone in the distance almost fell from the air.
When Xiaonan’s paper figure fell from the clouds, Su Yin was using chakra bubble gum to repair the cracks in the statue. The paper crane on her sleeve suddenly exploded into a “funny face” pattern, and she said helplessly: “Lord Pain allows you to propose a deal, but please stop the transformation of the headquarters first.”
“It’s very simple,” Su Yin threw out the “Funny Paper Clone” sample, and the pink paper man immediately started a funny dance, “Replace your explosive talisman with my paper clone – every time you turn into paper, you will trigger the collection of funny points, so you can fight and accumulate points at the same time, a win-win situation.”
Xiaonan’s fingertips brushed the paper figure, and the double runes of “explosion + funny” appeared on its surface: “The condition is… you are not allowed to let the paper figure wear a pink dress.”
“Ding! We have reached a cooperation with Akatsuki, and our comedy value is +100. We have unlocked the position of ‘Akatsuki Branch·Comedy Person’!”
In the bloody atmosphere of the underground cave, Feiduan was muttering to himself in front of the evil god statue. Su Yin’s “Funny Sticker·Undead Curse Version” was quietly attached to its back, and the curse pattern instantly turned into a red countdown of “Funny Value -5”.
“Hey, cultist!” Su Yin waved to attract attention, “Can your evil god make you laugh forever?”
Hidan swung his axe furiously, but the moment his wound split, a “funny face” healing effect popped up. He looked at his wound that was healing, and his expression changed from ferocious to confused: “What kind of curse is this?”
“This is the ‘Immortality·Comedy Version’,” Su Yin threw out the ‘Cold Joke Kunai’. The moment the blade pierced the ground, colorful ribbons were sprayed all over the sky. “Every time I get hurt, a random cold joke will be played – for example: Why is Feidan never hungry? Because he has the ‘Evil God Takeaway’!”
“Ding! Humiliating the Evil God Cult, funny value +150, unlocking the achievement ‘Evil God’s Laughing Stock’!”
Feiduan’s pupils reflected the “funny face” on the ribbon, and the bloody March sickle in his hand turned into an inflatable hammer. He finally couldn’t help laughing, and the power of the evil god’s curse dropped sharply. Su Yin took the opportunity to use the “funny value collection chain” to tie him up like a dumpling, and the funny stickers on the chain flashed red.
In Kakuzu’s earth-entertainment fortress, the financial statements of Yahiri’s urgent delivery were covered by the “funny stickers·automatic approval version”. Su Yin touched the “funny value converter” on the wall of the fortress, and the system prompted: “Change the Akatsuki organization’s bounty order to “funny value payment”, which can increase the income by 50%.”
“Your way of managing money is too old-fashioned,” Su Yin waved the “Chakra Credit Card” at Kakuzu, “Try this – you can accumulate funny points by swiping the card and exchange them for the ‘Earth Grudge Yu·Funny Skin’.”
Kakuzu’s five hearts made loud “thumps” at the same time, and one of them turned into a pink heart: “Can funny points be exchanged for money?”
“Ding! Reform the Akatsuki financial system, funny value +200, Kakuzu’s favorability +30!”
When Kakuzu began to calculate the mass production cost of “funny stickers”, Su Yin knew that the funny branch of Akatsuki had quietly taken shape. The statue of Tendou in the distance suddenly spoke and sang a funny version of “Akatsuki no Nan” in the voice of Payne: “Funny paper clone, explosion with laughter~”
On the way back to Konoha, Sasuke’s Sharingan suddenly manifested as a holographic projection of a “satire face”. Su Yin looked at the “666” emoticon spinning in his pupils, and the system prompted: “Sasuke’s Sharingan evolved into the ‘Mangekyo·Satire Form’, unlocking the ability: seeing through funny memories”.
“Kakashi-sensei’s intimate paradise…” Sasuke suddenly spoke, his ears reddening, “Inside it is a draft of a bad joke he wrote himself.”
Su Yin raised an eyebrow: “For example?”
“For example: Why does Hatake never lose? Because he has the ‘Earth Style: Delay Technique’.” Sasuke turned his face away, and a suspicious laugh came from under his mask, “Why does this thing… exist?”
“Ding! Two-player comedy collaboration, comedy value +80, Sasuke’s favorability +20!”
Su Yin took the opportunity to stick the “Nizhuzi Exclusive Sticker·Ultimate Edition” on Sasuke’s neck. The sticker instantly resonated with the Sharingan and turned into a dynamic special effect of “Tsundere Go Away”. Kakashi in the distance suddenly sneezed, and in the pages of the Intimate Paradise, a cold joke draft of “Earth Escape·Delay Technique” floated to the ground.
The moment the funny value exceeded 800 points, the mechanical prosthetic eye burst into brilliant golden light. In the symbiote vein of Chapter 68, Xing Ke was compressing Su Yin’s “Flying Takeaway” joke into a “sonic meteorite”. Tens of thousands of funny meteorites streaked across the night sky of the universe. Wherever they went, the rational barrier of solidified civilization cracked with “laughing point” gaps.
“Ding! The Mist Core People have activated the ‘Comedy Carnival Plan’, and the criminals in the space prison are laughing until their sentences are served!”
The “Funny Energy Cannon” of Gear City was charged for the first time, and the muzzle was filled with the “Big Fireball Joke” that Su Yin had sprayed out during the Chunin Exam. When the cannonball hit the solidified mother planet, a rainbow flower sea of ​​laughter bloomed on the surface of the planet, and the mechanical eyes reflected Xing Ke’s thumbs up: “Well done, Ambassador of Funny!”
In the late night of Konoha Forest, the chakra light butterflies suddenly collectively turned into “horrified face” emoticons. Su Yin’s mechanical prosthetic eye reflected the silhouette of Kaguya-she had awakened from the seal ahead of time, and the ash bone in her hand was glowing with a cold silver light, but the moment she saw Su Yin, the “funny face” sticker was reflected in her pupils.
“System, activate ‘Kaguya’s Expression Pack Form: Complete Form’!”
“Consume 200 funny points to unlock the ‘Co-killing Gray Bones·Funny Sticker’, seal duration: 1 minute!”
The sticker thrown by Su Yin took shape in the air as a cartoon image of Kaguya rolling her eyes, and it actually bounced back the attack of the co-killer Hui Gu into “funny origami”. Kaguya’s expression cracked for the first time, and the funny value of the system panel was rising wildly at a rate of 10 points per second – the exclamations of the audience, Sasuke’s suppressed laughter, and Kakashi’s sound of throwing books together formed a perfect sound wave of “funny value off the charts”.
“There are still 100 points left…” Su Yin looked at the progress bar and took out the “Funny Value Accelerator” from Kakuzu, “Kaguya-sama, try my ultimate secret – Global Comedy Network!”
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