Ten years.
Under Uchiha Mirai's rule, the shinobi world had undergone a complete transformation.
The population alone had grown nearly tenfold.
The number of shinobi capable of refining chakra had also skyrocketed to around ten million.
Mirai had left a mark on every single one of them. If he wished, he could collect an amount of chakra equivalent to a full Ten-Tails every single day.
Of course, due to the limitations of chakra storage materials, he had only managed to elevate a little over twenty people to the Six Paths level.
Moreover, since ordinary people could only access chakra refinement techniques and spiritual cultivation methods, even when they extracted chakra, it merely strengthened their bodies and minds. The surge in shinobi numbers hadn't led to a spike in crime across the world.
Over these ten years, technology had advanced rapidly, drastically improving everyday life.
Airplanes, automobiles, ships, computers...
Aside from firearms, the shinobi world's technology had now surpassed even the Earth that existed in Mirai's memories.
It could truly be said that today's shinobi world was flourishing, a garden of countless blooming flowers.
And in the hearts of everyone, Mirai had become a symbol of absolute faith.
As for Mirai himself, he was enjoying a truly blissful chapter of his life.
No bloodshed. No scheming. He did whatever he pleased, surrounded by a host of beautiful wives.
It was almost too good to be true.
...
Konohagakure.
Inside his estate, Uchiha Mirai sat cross-legged in his room.
"Panel."
At his soft murmur, a translucent blue panel instantly appeared before his eyes.
[Name: Uchiha Mirai][Physique: ][Mental Strength: ][Chakra: ][Kekkei Genkai: Mangekyou Sharingan, Magnet Release - Gold Dust, Scorch Release, Shikotsumyaku, Boil Release, Illusion - Five Senses Manipulation, Byakugan, Wood Release, Rinnegan, Ice Release, Dust Release, Crystal Release, Lava Release, Explosion Release...][Ninjutsu: Clone Technique, Transformation Technique, Body Flicker Technique...][Other Skills: Shurikenjutsu, Trap Setting, Uchiha-style Kenjutsu...][Dōjutsu: Amaterasu, Sarutahiko-no-Mikoto, Takamagahara, Susanoo, Tsukiyomi-no-Mikoto, Kotoamatsukami, , Kamui, Limbo: Border Jail, Chibaku Tensei, Planetary Devastation, Tengai Shinsei , Daikokuten, Sukunahikona, Amenotejikara, All-Killing Ash Bones, Eighty Gods Vacuum Fists, Blaze Release: Kagutsuchi, Engraved Tsukuyomi]
Looking at his system panel, the corners of Mirai's lips curled into a small smile.
Thanks to advancements and expansion in cloning technology, the monthly production of clones had doubled.
From six thousand to twelve thousand.
Over the course of ten years, Mirai had accumulated over 1.4 million attribute points through his clones.
His physique, spiritual power, and chakra had each increased by 480,000 points.
Although the raw numbers hadn't doubled compared to a decade ago, Mirai's actual power had multiplied several times over.
After all, the further one progressed, the greater the improvements a single point could bring.
"Even if Ōtsutsuki Shibai is desperately harvesting chakra fruits, there's no way he could match my current pace of growth."
"This... is the beauty of point allocation!"
With a low chuckle, Mirai closed the system panel.
With his steadily increasing strength, he no longer worried about Ōtsutsuki Shibai.
He simply couldn't believe that the so-called 'Ōtsutsuki God' would be stronger than he was now.
That said, Mirai wasn't planning to immediately storm the Ōtsutsuki Clan's domain either.
Maybe it was something etched into his very bones, but he always felt like he could still stockpile just a little bit more strength.
With an unstoppable cheat and a cautious mindset—how could he possibly lose?
Just as Mirai was lost in thought, a voice called from outside the door.
"Mirai, are you in there?"
"I'm here. Come in."
Konan entered, her face as serene and beautiful as ever.
Neither her looks nor her figure had changed in the slightest.
Only a faint trace of maturity between her brows hinted at the passage of time; otherwise, she seemed just like the woman Mirai had met more than a decade ago.
"What's the matter, Konan?"
Konan held up the lunchbox in her hands.
"You forgot to eat again. Tsunade asked me to bring this to you."
Scratching his head, Mirai smiled awkwardly. "It's fine. Skipping one meal won't hurt."
Konan puffed out her cheeks slightly in protest.
"You're the one who insisted that eating is essential to staying human. And yet you're the one always forgetting!"
"Look at you—you've gotten skinny!"
Hearing this, Mirai couldn't help but laugh and play along.
"Having such massive power and still looking skin-and-bones... that's only fitting."
"Ugh, you're impossible." Konan lightly tapped him on the shoulder, then produced a scroll from her robes.
"Sasuke seems to have found traces of the Ōtsutsuki Clan. Take a look."
"Oh?" Mirai casually glanced over the scroll. "Got it."
His nonchalant attitude made Konan frown slightly. She pouted and scolded him,
"Mirai, how can you be so relaxed? We're talking about the Ōtsutsuki Clan!"
Pulling Konan into his arms, Mirai said calmly,
"So what if it's the Ōtsutsuki? As long as I'm here, no one can disturb the shinobi world."
"If I really wanted to, those few Ōtsutsuki wouldn't even be able to escape my detection."
Konan blinked, curious. "Mirai... have you already sensed them?"
Mirai nodded slightly, not confirming nor denying it outright.
With his current strength, how could the Ōtsutsuki who descended upon this world possibly evade his perception?
The only reason he hadn't acted was because he thought it might be a good opportunity—for his people to have some real-world training.
"Enough about that. Let's focus on something more important."
Konan's cheeks flushed pink. "W-what important thing?"
Mirai smirked mischievously. "What do you think?"
Konan grabbed his wandering hand and, after a moment's hesitation, suddenly asked,
"Mirai, can I ask you something?"
He nodded. "Go ahead."
"Well... um..."
Seeing her hesitation, Mirai grew even more curious.
"Konan, what is it? Just say it."
"But you have to promise you won't get mad!"
Mirai laughed. "I swear. I won't get mad."
Konan bit her lip, leaned close to his ear, and whispered,
"Mirai... why is it... why can't any of us have children...?"
"Is it because—"
"It's absolutely not that!" Mirai interrupted her firmly, cutting off her doubts before they could take root. "There's nothing wrong with my body!"
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